recently watched the modernized version of Romeo and Juliet. instead of swords they used guns but they used all the same text. I thought it was very interesting and sad of course. Romeo was played by Leonardo DiCaprio and Juliet by Clair Danes. They had some weird takes on things like, I think they tried to make Merqutio gay for Romeo. It was a sad movie. I remember watching it in fifth grade I got so in to the movie. When I watched it again I got the same feeling. Like when romeo walks into her mausoleum and sits next to her and she starts moving and I almost yelled at the screen of my T.V. every time I see this movie. I can see the parallels to other versions, but also there are many differences.
Friday, March 25, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Reading response to macbeth
I'm reading Macbeth by William Shakespeare. There is this war going on between the king Duncan who is this old oblivious dude and Norway. Macbeth is a soldier for King Duncan. Macbeth is this really strong guy; in the text it says "he cut a man from his chaps to his gullet" which in American means he sliced a guy from his crotch to his neck. Then there's his friend Banquo who is also soldier and they've fought side by side for a long time. Then there is Macduff. Now he is also friends with Macbeth but i don’t really know the deal with him.
So the thing that I’m focusing on is the character Ross. Ross is this supporting figure that starts on Macbeth’s side of things in general and then switches over to Macduff’s side of things. He is with Macduff when they discover Duncan’s dead body. He is suspicious of Macbeth from Banquo’s death. Ross is Macduff’s cousin.
Ross always seems to be the bearer of bad news. Like I said he was there when Duncan is murdered. He isn’t in the room when it happens but he’s in the next room when lady Macduff and Macduff’s children are killed and ends up being the one that tells macduff’s family is dead. In the last scene he finds a dead boy while his mom is right there.
This is a little off topic but there is this reoccurring theme of the great chain of being. This was an idea in the mid-evil ages that if you were a slave god wanted you to be a slave, if you were king god wanted you to be king. So when Macbeth kills Duncan everything is going crazy saying that because gods will has been changed. So there is this weird scene where Ross is talking to this old guy and they talk about an eagle getting killed by an owl. So yeah I just wanted to through that in.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
ars poetica
poetry is life
we catch it and write on
paper so we don't
forget what we saw
and we can tell every thing's
story through our eyes
we catch it and write on
paper so we don't
forget what we saw
and we can tell every thing's
story through our eyes
N
personally i
don't like this letter it makes
bad things i don't like
i got two N's ma
what does that mean?
mean's i need to shut up and
keep my mind clean
of anything that would cause me to
laugh, talk, or just straight up be loud
and i gotta get face outta the clouds
i need to work hard
cause now hardly workin'
i need some thin to day so i can't be seen lurkin
in the back of class laughin my ass off
like its no problem
but it is so
i do all work though
and now i know
how not to get an N
don't like this letter it makes
bad things i don't like
i got two N's ma
what does that mean?
mean's i need to shut up and
keep my mind clean
of anything that would cause me to
laugh, talk, or just straight up be loud
and i gotta get face outta the clouds
i need to work hard
cause now hardly workin'
i need some thin to day so i can't be seen lurkin
in the back of class laughin my ass off
like its no problem
but it is so
i do all work though
and now i know
how not to get an N
"promotion in dout"
dear bortoluzzi's
your son may not graduate
with love board of ed
i wish it were that simple
but it really isn't
i must stride to
provide a satisfying grade
or in middle school fifty one i will stay
for another year
that's not right
I've done what i could
i will not go down with out a fight
so with a pencil as my sword and
note book as my shield
i run on to that endless battle field
with an army of teacher in front
and legion of friends at my back
in to school i charge yell attack
your son may not graduate
with love board of ed
i wish it were that simple
but it really isn't
i must stride to
provide a satisfying grade
or in middle school fifty one i will stay
for another year
that's not right
I've done what i could
i will not go down with out a fight
so with a pencil as my sword and
note book as my shield
i run on to that endless battle field
with an army of teacher in front
and legion of friends at my back
in to school i charge yell attack
silence
no hugs good night
no " i love you"'s
no words
just a touch on my shoulder
as she walks away with tears in her eyes
no " i love you"'s
no words
just a touch on my shoulder
as she walks away with tears in her eyes
Thursday, January 20, 2011
them mean guys
one day i was in the park
just talkin with my friends
we were talking about differnet comedians
ever thing seemed cool
and evry thing seemed fine untill
these guys came over that weren't very kind
my friend jean had her back to her bag
when some guy grabbed it ran and yelled
"Fags"
she stop what she was doing
and broke out in tears
this is the part that brings back all those fears
i was holding my phone
and some dude lounge and grabbed
with his a blade he tried to stabb
i was scared but i held on for life
fell over as i was scraped by his knife
i clutched my arms as tears fell from my eyes
i was on the floor
and there it was i laid
i still have those images in my head to this day
just talkin with my friends
we were talking about differnet comedians
ever thing seemed cool
and evry thing seemed fine untill
these guys came over that weren't very kind
my friend jean had her back to her bag
when some guy grabbed it ran and yelled
"Fags"
she stop what she was doing
and broke out in tears
this is the part that brings back all those fears
i was holding my phone
and some dude lounge and grabbed
with his a blade he tried to stabb
i was scared but i held on for life
fell over as i was scraped by his knife
i clutched my arms as tears fell from my eyes
i was on the floor
and there it was i laid
i still have those images in my head to this day
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