Monday, 26 October 2009

Kasabian!!!

I know what you're all asking yourselves, "what was Sophie's highlight of the weekend?" Would you like me to tell you? Who am I kidding, of course you would.

This past Saturday night Kat and I ventured out to outer Lyon to see the brilliant Kasabian perform. It was a bit of a mission to get there, especially because Kat and I had been particularly hungover that day and had failed to be productive in any way, shape, or form. Needless to say we found ourselves running as late as usual and having no idea where we were going, quite typical for me. We got there almost bang on eight and manage to enjoy a set by a rather humorous-looking DJ in yellow sunglasses. We were supposed to meet up with a friend there, but there was already a large group of people and squeezing through crowds wasn't something that either of us wanted to do at that moment. The crowd got progressively larger, and the number of English voices around me multiplied by a hundred. I don't think I've seen such a large collection of English people since I've been here. We even saw the owner and one of the patrons of one of our favourite 'English pubs', where we take part in the pub quiz every so often.

Kasabian came on soon before nine and they rocked it. It was a great show. I was very glad to see that the lead singer was without his long hair, he was looking rather dashing with a short cut, although he had made what I felt was the unfortunate decision to wear a long brown leather coat, buttoned up throughout the whole show. I have to confess I knew a little about the band when I decided to go to the show, but it wasn't until I was there that I realised how many of their songs I knew, and liked. They got quite a good reception from the crowd and they seemed genuinely happy to be there, which was good. There's nothing worse than grumpy musicians.





Next up on the concert list is Passion Pit, who I'll be seeing for the second time, this time in a rather more intimate venue. Very excited.



Much love. x

Sunday, 25 October 2009

194 Movies You Have to See Before You Die (And 78 Movies I Have to See Before I Die)

"You know what your problem is? You haven't seen enough movies– all of life's riddles are answered in the movies."
-Steve Martin

There's one conversation I have with all of my friends, and many members of my family. The particulars change from person to person, but the skeleton of the conversation is essentially the same:

Me: [Insert line of movie dialogue]. *chuckle to myself* That's from [insert movie here]
Friend/Family member: Oh, I've never seen that.
Me: What?! *slams hands down on the table* You've never seen [insert movie here]?!
Friend/Family member: Uh, no.
Me: Oh, you must see it, it's sooooooo good!

I quite like the fact that I've seen so many films, and one of my favourite things to do is scope out new films that I 'have to see'. I avoided going onto the Apple Trailers website for six weeks because my list of films to see was too long, now that I've updated it's at 238 films. That's going to take me a verrry long time. One thing I've always found rather irritating though is those lists of films that critics assemble with a title along the lines of '10 films you have to see before you die'. It's not that I take issue with the principle of the thing, anyone who knows me knows that lists make my world go round, and I depend on them for most things. Really, what I tend to be opposed to is the fact that the lists are often so short, limited to, mostly, 10, 50, or 100 films that are supposed to define the whole medium of film throughout its 100-odd years of existence. These films, while undoubtedly good films, often don't do it, not on their own anyway.

After having emphatically and excitedly told a large amount of people that they "have to see" this, that and the other, I have decided to compile my own list of films that you 'have to see before you die', which is based off of The Guardian's list of 1000 (I say based off, because The Guardian neglected to mention some of the best films ever made, I have marked them with **). It includes really good films that display the talents of the best filmmakers to ever have lived, but also films that are just really nice to watch. Most people don't go to the cinema to see a 'good' film, they to go to see something they will enjoy; if it happens to also be of filmic quality, well, so much the better.

This list, I will warn you, is long. It is also in two parts. Part I is a list of films that I have seen and believe the rest of the world should see as well. Part II is a list of films I haven't seen but have been told I must as they are supposed to be essential viewing. I'm not going to pretend I've seen all these films when in my short 21 years on this planet I have watched a hell of a lot of films already (a lot of them bad) and have spent the rest of my time doing other more worthwhile things, like being outside.

If you think there's a film that ought to be included on this list, leave a comment. Do the same if you see something on there that you find absolutely ridiculous and has made your opinion of me drop several notches.

Anyway, enough of my ramblings, here's the list.

Part I

Airplane! (1980)
All About Eve (1950)**
All About My Mother (Todo Sobre mi Madre) (1999)
Amadeus (1984)
Amelie (2001)
Annie Hall (1977)
Au Revoir, Les Enfants (1987)
Back to the Future (1985)
Bambi (1942)
Batman (1989)
Being John Malkovich (1999)
Belleville Rendez-vous/The Triplets of Belleville (2003)
Big (1988) **
The Birds (1963)
Blazing Saddles (1974)
Bowling for Columbine (2002)
Brazil (1985)
Breakfast at Tiffany's (1961)
Cabaret (1972)
La Cage au Folles (1978)
Casablanca (1942)
Chariots of Fire (1981)
La Ciénaga (2001)
Close Encounters of the Third Kind (1971)
Clueless (1995)
Les Diaboliques (1955)
Dr Strangelove or : How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb (1964)
Doctor Zhivago (1965)
Edward Scissorhands (1990)
ET: The Extra-Terrestrial (1982)
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004)
Farenheit 9/11 (2004)
Fast Times at Ridgemont High (1982)
Ferris Bueller's Day Off (1986)
Fight Club (1999)
A Fish Called Wanda (1988)
Forrest Gump (1994)**
The Four Hundred Blows (Les 400 Coups) (1959)
Ghostbusters (1984)
Goldfinger (1964)
Gone With the Wind (1939)
Good Night, and Good Luck (2005)
Gosford Park (2001)
The Graduate (1968)
Grease (1978)
Groundhog Day (1993)
Guys and Dolls (1955)
La Haine (1995)
Heavenly Creatures (1994)
History of the World, Pt 1 (1981)**
Hope and Glory (1987)
Hot Fuzz (2007)
It's a Wonderful Life (1946)
The Italian Job (1969)
Jaws (1975)
Jean de Florette/Manon des Sources (1986) **
The Jerk (1979)
Jerry Maguire (1996)
The Jungle Book (1967)
Labyrinth (1986)**
The Lord of the Rings Trilogy (2001-2003)
Lost in Translation (2003)
The Manchurian Candidate (1962)
Marathon Man (1976)
Meet Me in St Louis (1944)
Monsoon Wedding (2001)
Monty Python and the Holy Grail (1975)
Mr Smith Goes to Washington (1939)**
Muriel's Wedding (1994)
My Fair Lady (1964)
The Naked Gun (1988)
Office Space (1999)
Oliver! (1968)**
The Outsiders (1983)
Pan's Labyrinth (2006)
Philadelphia (1993)**
Poltergeist (1982)
Pretty in Pink (1986)
The Princess Bride (1987)
The Producers (1968)
Psycho (1960)
Pulp Fiction (1994) 
Raiders of the Lost Ark (1981)
Rebecca (1940)
La Règle du Jeu (1939)**
Roman Holiday (1953)
Rushmore (1998)
The Science of Sleep (2006)
Shaun of the Dead (2004)
The Shawshank Redemption (1994)
Sideways (2004)
The Silence of the Lambs (1991)
The Sixth Sense (1999)
Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (1937)
Some Like it Hot (1959)
The Spy Who Loved Me (1977)
St Elmo's Fire (1985)
Star Wars (1977)
A Streetcar Named Desire (1951)
Sunset Boulevard (1950)
This Is Spinal Tap (1984)
To Kill a Mockingbird (1962)
Toy Story (1995)
Trainspotting (1996)
Triumph of the Will (1935)
The Umbrellas of Cherbourg (Les Parapluies de Cherbourg) (1964)
Wayne's World (1992)
West Side Story (1961)
Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? (1962)
When Harry Met Sally (1989)
Who Framed Roger Rabbit? (1988)
The Wizard of Oz (1939)
Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown (1988)
Working Girl (1988)
Y Tu Mama Tambíen (2001)
Young Frankenstein (1974)


Part II


The Adventures of Robin Hood (1938)
Alfie (1966)
American Beauty (1999)
American Graffiti (1973)
An American in Paris (1951)
American Splendor (2003)
Bicycle Thieves (1948)
The Big Lebowski (1998)
The Blues Brothers (1980)
The Bridge on the River Kwai (1957)
Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid (1969)
Casino (1995)
Cat on a Hot Tin Roof (1958)
Citizen Kane (1941)
A Clockwork Orange (1971)
Coolhand Luke (1967)
The Crying Game (1992)
Dangerous Liaisons (1988)
The Day the Earth Stood Still (1951)
Dazed and Confused (1993)
Dirty Harry (1971)
Dirty Rotten Scoundrels (1988)
La Dolce Vita (1960)
Donnie Darko (2001)
Downfall (2004)
Dracula (1958)
Duck Soup (1933)
Election (1999)
The Endless Summer (1966)
The English Patient (1996)
The Exorcist (1973)
The Fabulous Baker Boys (1989)
Fargo (1996)
Ghost World (2001)
The Godfather (1972)
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly (1966)
Goodfellas (1990)
La Grande Illusion (1937)
Harold & Maude (1971)
His Girl Friday (1940)
Howard's End (1992)
Invasion of the Body Snatchers (1956)
Jacquot De Nantes (1991)
The Karate Kid (1984)
King Kong (1933)
LA Confidential (1997)
The Ladykillers (1955)
Last Tango in Paris (1972)
The Lives of Others (2006)
Logan's Run (1972)
The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance (1962)
MASH (1970)
Memento (2000)
Mulholland Drive (2001)
My Left Foot (1989)
Nikita (1990)
On the Waterfront (1954)
Once Upon a Time in the West/ Once Upon a Time in America (1984/1986)
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest (1975)
Osama (2003)
The Philadelphia Story (1940)
The Piano (1993)
Raging Bull (1980)
Rear Window (1954)
Room With a View (1985)
Sabrina Fair (1954)
The Shining (1980)
Singin' in the Rain (1952)
Spartacus (1960)
Spirited Away (2001)
Taxi Driver (1976)
Top Gun (1986)
2001: A Space Odyssey (1968)
Vertigo (1958)
Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? (1966)
The Wicker Man (1973)
The Year of Living Dangerously (1982)
Yellow Submarine (1968)


Much love. x




Wednesday, 21 October 2009

Stephen!!

... just coming!

I just had the oddest experience in my hotel room. Thought I'd share it with you all.

So, I just got back from Carrefour and was looking forward to sitting in my room and doing a bit of facebook stuff before heading out to meet some friends for sushi. It was a rare moment where it was silent in my room– no music, no telly, no me talking to myself. I heard a familiar sound coming from outside... I began to sing along to it. It couldn't be, could it? It was only bloody ADAM AND JOE!! The English clients who I had put in the room next to mine were listening to Adam Buxton's Quantum of Solace!! I pressed my ear against the wall, and listened to the song finish.

I was really tempted to yell out 'Stephen!' to see I would get the response of 'Just coming! (the way to identify other listeners of the Adam and Joe radio show) but I was too embarrassed. Instead, I just played Joe Cornish's Saltum of Quolace as loud as I possibly could.

Great times.

By the way, if I haven't said it enough, subscribe to the Adam and Joe podcast, it's a right laugh, and it's a great way to kill some boredom.

Much love. x

Monday, 12 October 2009

"I feel like I've been beaten up underwater. I can feel bits of my brain falling away like a wet cake."

Ugh. Over the past 24 hours I have learned more illness-related french vocabulary than I care to list. As someone who gets colds a lot, I can officially say that they bite monkeys. big baboon-like monkeys. My head feels so congested and heavy, ewwww.

Anyhoodles, obviously today I've been having illness quotes running through my brain all day, and seeing as I'm bored and in bed, I thought I'd share some with you.
The title of this post comes from Black Books, an ever-present influence on this site. It's from Series 3 Episode 1, which features Simon Pegg. For those of you not familiar with the episode, Fran returns from holiday in Cornwall to find that Manny has left Bernard to go work at the bookshop next door, and Bernard is falling apart without him. I've managed to find the episode for you (on Youtube, in 3 parts of course). Watch it if you can, it's got some of the best bits in series. Below is one of the more bizarre deleted scenes from that episode:


One of the other things that I've been thinking of is Adam Buxton's Flu song. I think this man just gets me. This song and Holiday Blues are soooooo spot on it's insane. Anyway, the Flu Song is available to be listened to HERE!


I don't actually have anything else to offer you at the moment. I'm too tired and I need to drink a 2 litre bottle of OJ.

Much love. x

Thursday, 8 October 2009

"Maybe this weekend we cou- I'M CRRAAAAAAZZZZZAAAAAYYYY!"

When I was little, my parents often requested that I perform a sort of party trick for them and whomever else they wished to witness it. We had had The Addams Family Values on tape, and, me being me, I had been able to, without much difficulty, memorise a short monologue that Joan Cusack performs towards the end of the film. I used to recite it, accent and all. I can still remember it to this day.
DEBBIE: All I ever wanted was a Ballerina Barbie, in her pretty pink tutu. [puts slide onto the projector] My birthday, I was ten, and do you know what they got me? MALIBU BARBIE! 
MORTICIA: Malibu Barbie! The nightmare! The nerve!
DEBBIE: That's not what I wanted. That wasn't who I was! I was a ballerina. Graceful, and delicate! They had to go.
Over the past few days, I have begun to question the appropriateness of the title of this blog. Don't get me wrong, 'Ramblings of a quoteaholic' is at least partially accurate for what this site is all about. Ramblings, definitely. My verbose nature means that there is no way that I can ever be concise and limited in my word count, and even when explaining the simplest of concepts, rambling ensues. But that's not the part that bothers me. It's the 'quoteaholic' part that I'm starting to have a problem with.
Because of being abroad and away from people who know me all too well, I am in a situation, yet again, where I am making new friends, and becoming closer with people that I have been acquainted with, which has been wonderful and fantastic and every good thing. Well, not completely wonderful and fantastic, but that is all my own fault. The same problem that I have dealt with for most of my life has reared its ugly head yet again.
I think a lot of the time I forget that most people don't have the same kind of memory that I have and that most people don't have quotes running through their head most of the day. So, when I let my guard down and stop censoring myself, at any time all manner of "quote refuse" will come spilling from my trap. This is where I think the word 'quoteaholic' falls short, as it's not an addiction to quoting. The whole quoting thing goes beyond even compulsion. The reflex to do it is so normal and natural to me that most of the time I barely notice that I'm doing it. This tends to alarm people, because:
  1. They have no clue what I'm talking about
  2. They tend to think I'm a little insane (which I am, but you don't like to let people know that right away*)
  3. They then think I spend waaay too much time watching TV, movies etc., and have no friends and no life
So yeah, I think in this situation (one that I have faced before), self-censorship is the name of the game. Either limiting oneself to not quoting at all or quoting only things that they are very familiar with. But even that leads me to go a little loopy. I think I need to have an outlet for all of this stuff in my head or else said head will explode. An example: yesterday we were in the park, and we for some reason got into a conversation about people standing waiting for us at the gate. I said something that sounded vaguely like a line from The Slipper and the Rose, and I continued to quote it in my head for about ten minutes ("SO Madam you are returned at last! You wicked girl, how dare you disobey me! Where have you been?" I'll stop there...**)
I think it would all be fine if there was some sort of database hooked up to my brain that was able to monitor and trace all the quotes that float around my cranium, and then everyone could log on to it and see what the fuck I was going on about at all times. See, me quoting these things is kind of like me making a joke, except I'm citing another source.
WOW, this is where the rambling bit comes in. Bet you were expecting this sort of post, were you? Don't worry, there's some clips at the end, just to keep you all happy. But I'll end on this: Please don't be alarmed if I go off on a ten minute tangent that has very little to do with what we were talking about, especially if I do it in a funny voice, because I promise, I'm just quoting And I can't help myself.

Much love. x

--For those who are interested (I SWEAR I've not looked up any of this dialogue):
* MIKE BIRBIGLIA: "I used to think I was unstable, and then I met every girl I've ever dated. They keep it under wraps at first, but then one day it's just like 'Maybe this weekend we cou- I'M CRAAAAAAZZZZAAAAAYYYY!' and then they blow away like a tumbleweed."
**Stepmother: SO Madam, you are returned at last! You wicked girl, how dare you disobey me! Where have you been?
Cinderella: I only went--
Stepmother: Yes?!
Cinderella: -- to my parents' grave, Stepmother, to put some flowers there.
Stepmother: How touching. With flowers from my garden, stolen flowers!
Cinderella: No!
Stepmother: I say yes. I say you stole them. You are not only a liar but a thief, and thieves we know must be punished. Come! [Drags Cinderella over to the table, covered in vegetables] Here is your place, and there is your task. We are expecting guests for dinner tonight, important guests. And for repaying my kindness with cunning and deceit, henceforth you will not dare to venture from this room without my saying, is that understood?
Cinderella: Yes, Stepmother.
Stepmother: Then make a start. And make amends.


Back to the videos...

I could TOTALLY go crazy to this in a club


Pot... kettle... racist?


My favourite bit from the premiere of a very promising new series


Everyone needs to hear this song, it's amazing


FINALLY... The song/video that I was production assistant for while I was still in Chicago. You have NO idea how many times I had to top up my silly pay as you go phone to get so much of this thing organised!