ian curtis & control

i finally saw control on netflix. aside from the poor yet typical male behavior, i enjoyed it on a deeper level than i imagined. it's hard to believe that ian curtis was only 23 when he killed himself.

for those who don't know, ian curtis was the singer of the band, joy division which spawned new order, after curtis's death with the addition of gillian gilbert. new order is my most favorite band ever. yet, i was never really a joy division fan. generally, i think joy division fans aren't really new order fans either. the music between the two bands are very different.

back to the film. it plays like a documentary. i guess that makes it a mockumentary? the title is very fitting to his life. it was all about control. and after reading an interview with his widow, debbie curtis, it reminded me of how ted treated me. like ted, ian wanted to control her. from music to books and whatever else she didn't mention. it's controlling in the subtlest way but worse because you don't know it. i have yet to read his biography by her but i plan to. i also want to read the book that tony wilson's ex-wife wrote in collaboration (maybe just referenced) with the other woman, annik honoré. it sounds like you get both stories with those two books.

despite being attracted to such musical genius, (which i admit is very appealing) how do you go further and steal someone else's husband/wife? i know this happens all the time but i just don't get it. especially someone with a new baby. don't even get me started with ian curtis as a man. he really sucked. seeing things like this really make marriage so unappealing to me. ugh, sorry, this is beside the point.

the point is the music. the movie made me want to listen to joy division. and after doing so, i found the darkness of the music is really very beautiful.

in case you didn't notice...

after i got the official cancer news (see below), i chopped off my hair...

july/august booties

can you believe it? july is in two weeks already!
the heels are 3 ¾ inches high. and the leather on my new booties are so soft.

tubby bubby's first birthday

two sundays ago, we celebrated my nephew's first birthday. he is so soft and cuddly. has the rolls of a michelin he's only one and weighs almost as much as the chunkster who just turned 5! it was a carnival/bbq themed party, complete with a green cake. yes, that is a green coconut cake. it was delicious!
and here is the chunkster being the cute little helper she is. actually, i think she is "in training" for her parents' restaurant. what a sweetie!

june/july red pumps

i found these on ebay going for $300! fortunately, i paid much less for a brand new pair. and yes, the shoes are red & gold and oh-so-pretty!

it's official...

i beat cancer's ass.*

*thanks to ro for the catchy phrase. :)

once in a while...

...comes a great indie/foreign film that is so heart felt that it is worthy of a blog post. this movie, once, has achieved such greatness. at least with me it has. and since it won best foreign film for the 2008 independent spirit awards®. maybe it wasn't just me. as with many other great films i've seen via netflix, it was recommended to me by my manager to put into my queue.

i decided to watch it very late after a day of packing. i missed a bit of the first part but was pulled in soon after. the music is amazing. glen hansard (from the band frames) sings with an aching passion. the movie has a documentary feel to it. it's awkward and real. songstress markéta irglová plays opposite hansard in the film as well as a music collaborator. she also sings beautifully, especially in if you want me. i was blown away by her voice. earlier, i got chills just talking about it (the music) with my coworkers.

the music was so good, i plan on purchasing the soundtrack.