Argh, this is terrible. I keep bundling weeks together. Apologies, time flies by. I’m so busy and tired and I know I’m angry most of the time. Sometimes I snap at people other than poor C.–Sorry M.– and there is no excuse, I know! I’m human, I’m flawed. And an awful lot at that. But then I look at these two tiny humans during a day when C. and S. are out and my heart melts.
Some stress relief is found through our idiot box. The new TV season is in full swing and as always, I’ve checked out a few shows. I have to admit, I am a bit of a series junkie. I tuned out in the middle of most of the new shows, or I gave the pilot a go, but then never bothered to watch a second episode. There’s so much rubbish out these days. Every now and then though, there’s a little jewel hidden between the piles.
Westworld is one of them. I’ve never seen the 1973 movie by Michael Crichton. I’m eagerly awaiting the new episode every week and although I am generally skeptic about music being used differently from its original intention, I like what Ramin Djawadi has done with the music for the show. I think it’s because of the concept more than my dislike for popular music. In an interview with Vulture, Djawadi said: ‘The show has an anachronistic feel to it, It’s a Western theme park, and yet it has robots in it, so why not have modern songs? And that’s a metaphor in itself, wrapped up in the overall theme of the show.’
Another show I’ve watched, on Netflix this time, is The Expanse. I don’t think many people know about it, but if you are interested in science fiction like me, I can’t recommend it enough. The plot is tight and believable, the characters are well-written, the acting is great, but most of all, the visuals and effects are through the roof! The space stations, the ships, the scenery, the cinematography in general, it’s a feast for the eyes. I think I will rewatch the first season just for the sake of looking at everything again. The Expanse is based on a series of book by James S.A. Corey. Suffice to say, I went and bought the second installment on iBooks and am reading in advance of the second season coming out next February. This time, I’d like to compare the TV series with the book.
We’ve also started watching The Crown. I didn’t really expect much of it, and it’s still a little odd not to see Matt Smith as The Doctor, but he and Claire Foy are so good you just have to give it go. A few minutes into the pilot, I was blown away by Hans Zimmer‘s Main Title. I know Original Netflix Series all have quite similar intros, but I like them anyway. Daredevil, Jessica Jones, Stranger Things, they set the scene. But none as good as Hans Zimmer’s mere 84 seconds of pure beauty. A little diamond that make me glad I’m human, and that human beings are capable of creating such marvel. Just like the melody for the horns and trombones in his Slaves to Rome from Gladiator. Or Alexandre Desplat’s thematic material in Farewell from The Special Relationship and Courtyard Apocalypse from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2. Or Nicholas Hooper’s Dumbledore’s Farewell from Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. It’s quite clear I’m inclined towards either heavy brass or deep, dramatic accompaniment and I think in a way this tells you more about me than anything I’ve ever said or done.
Enough about the telly, I feel like I’m a broken record. We celebrated Halloween on the 31st of October. We normally don’t and even go out of our way not to, because it’s just such a big, over-the-top commercial thing. But since S.’s school prepared for and learnt about it, we kind of had to go along with it. S. was dressed up as Elsa from Frozen and was over the moon that she got to wear her costume to school! They even went trick-or-treating.
In between the cold days where the temperature feels like it dropped below zero, there are days where it still feels like late summer instead and we went out to a few parks during the weekends. I love autumn when the leaves start to turn colours and fall. Everything looks so beautiful. And with the sun being so low in the late afternoon, it makes for a perfect early magic hour to take photos.
A few times after the children went to bed, I took our bicycle and went down to Futakotamagawa by myself. Just to get away for a few hours and stroll through the shops I didn’t even know where there. One time, I bought a caramel macchiato at Starbucks in Electrics, went up the escalators to sit under indoor foliage and in a cosy couch and read for a full hour without being interrupted! Without being interrupted! But even just riding the bicycle there and back made me feel lighter. Maybe I should go out to the park in the evening and just ride around or… good grief, maybe I should try to jog?
Here are some recent photos, most of them courtesy to C., for your viewing pleasure…
If somebody tells you that there’s a rule, break it. That’s the only thing that moves things forward.–Hans Zimmer