Bronson lives in Valhalla

I don’t really have a favorite director and frankly, I don’t pay much attention to who’s directing what, but Nicolas Winding Refn turns out to have made four movies so far that I all liked a lot (The Pusher Trilogy, and Bronson), so chances are that his latest one, Valhalla Rising, will be fucking awesome.

Pusher is so gritty and European that it took my breath away when I watched those movies. All the characters look exactly like the ones I’d see over and over again near my subway station in Germany. All three movies are intense, bleak, and violent, so don’t say I didn’t warn ya!

Bronson is also worth watching, if only for the visuals. The movie doesn’t really follow a straight story line and moves more like one long dream-sequence, but Tom Hardy absolutely kills as Charlie Bronson.

And I keep hearing that I just HAVE to see Inception. By now I’m probably the last person that has not seen it.

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Woodpecker

I had a dream last night where a 6-feet-tall bright blue woodpecker beat me up. He was involved in an elaborate mating dance with a female woodpecker, who looked kind of like an owl but was bright blue, too, when I came out of the house and walked in on them. Mind you, there was no in flagranti moment, just these weird ritualistic things birds to for 15 hours before they rub on each other for 3 seconds. They didn’t really see me, so I and some friend whose face or name I don’t remember started picking on them. I think. My memory is a little vague on this, but I do remember that the male woodpecker pulled a nasty judo move on me and I remember thinking “whoa, he’s really strong!”

Then I woke up.

What the fuck does that mean? I have to say that I rarely dream, which I think mostly has to do with the time I need to get up during the week, which is not in my remember-the-dream-phase of sleeping. I remembered a ton of them when I was working in a nursing home and had to get up at 4:30am to be there on time. So maybe that’s my time. Generally, aside from the fact that it’s FUCKING EARLY, I loved going to work at that time, because the streets are all empty and driving is really relaxing, especially in the winter.

And after I told barbeloh about the woodpecker this he sent me this: Continue reading