Elephant Man Review

The Elephant Man was a very intriguing film. It had a very peculiar feel to it that sort of kept me on the edge of my seat. It has an eerie sense that was ultimately dark and obscure. The Elephant Man is hard to understand; in fact you might not understand it the first time watching it through. I know I didn’t. David Lynch did an incredible job with this movie. The villains are very easy to hate which I feel takes a lot of work and skill to fully show. It also gives a great sense of sympathy for John Merrick (the main character). You as the viewer are not so disgusted by him but instead you feel sorry for him. The make up crew did an excellent job as well. The movie really just envelops you into a certain perspective that is oddly relatable between most people. But the confusion of the plot and certain scenes sort of make the movie just a bit too obscure to really understand. I give a 7.5 out of 10. 

My Name is John Merrick

Today a delightful woman named Ms. Kendall visited me. She was kind enough to bring me a book with all of Shakespeare’s plays. She also gave me a picture of herself, which I decided to put next to my bed. Her visit was rather short and I do wish she could have stayed longer. Her company was most pleasant. We recited part of the book she gave me and it was truly quite wonderful. She spoke of a magical place known as the theatre. It sounded amazing and I do wish I could go visit one day. She noticed my cathedral and though it was nice. She also told me I wasn’t an elephant man, but instead I was Romeo. I have never felt so great in my life. Dr. Treves sure is a great man. I’ve gone from getting screamed at to getting complimented. I must remember to thank him one day. 

Welcome to my Nightmare Bwa ha ha ha!

I don’t have nightmares too often and usually when I do I try to forget them as fast as possible. I throw them in my mental fault where it will remain sealed away forever. But one nightmare, in particular, I found very interesting. There was a massive party at my house, lots of people but I don’t remember actually seeing anyone’s face. That might just be because I had the nightmare years ago. Well in the dream, there was an animal in my backyard. I don’t remember what it was but it was within the giant cat species (jaguar, panther, etc). I was also the only one that knew the panther was there so I attempted to close the door from my house into the backyard. I remember running through my own home and yet I still didn’t make it in time. It was already in the house. When I went back to try to warn people, everyone was ignoring me. Everyone just continued partying until the animal got outside. Everyone began to panic and run into their cars. I tried to find my parents or at least another close relative I could leave with, but before I knew it everyone was gone. I was all alone and I remember thinking that, that cat had probably killed my dog and now it was going to kill me. The last thing that happened was I was face to face with this animal. Just as it was about to lunge at me, the dream froze as though someone had hit pause on a movie. Then I closed my eyes(in the dream) and woke up. 

The Art of Procrastination

Procrastination has for some time been a struggling factor for many people both in school and in life. Procrastination, for those who are unaware of the term, is the name for putting off an assignment til the last minute. I truly do commend Mr. Lawnsdown for coming up with the experiment  of making our assignment due "whenever." Truthfully, i haven't even started. I am still churning through ideas on what to do it on. I'm also fairly certain that at least 85% of Lawnsdown's students also have yet to start. I truly believe procrastination to be a lifestyle, How so? Well, even now as I type this out i am actively procrastinating. I should be doing my A.P.U.S.H. homework but instead I am doing this. Why? The hell if i know. I'm sure you don't realize why you procrastinate as well. It just... kind of happens. As you sit there, vigorously thinking, you just sort of slip away, People would argue "Well i procrastinate because homework is boring and I'd much rather be dancing, playing guitar, watching TV, etc." But to me, drawing isn't boring. I love drawing regardless of how awful I am at it. I am actually currently working on a drawing of an owl(when I draw I try to get an essence of photo-realism even if it is somewhat lacking so this drawing will take a while) and I feel as though I will finish it before my project. Why? I don't know. I guess procrastinating has simply become second nature for some of us.

Side Note for Lawnsdown: I apologize if i butchered your name(spelling wise). But I would also appreciate it if you gave ME(and only me or anyone else who asks for one) a due date for October 31st. I had originally planned on turning it before then but I can't find a way to bring myself to doing it.