Waiting for tomorrow...
Jul. 5th, 2014 07:19 pmThe snail mail brought truly sucky correspondence today, of the kind that was enough to raise my systolic BP by 26 points, even though outwardly, I did my best—rather successfully, I thought—to remain calm. I will certainly have a more detached view upon rising tomorrow. Fortunately, rapid response is not required, so I can take a little time to get my head straight.
On the other hand, the email brought a truly crazy request to look at about a gigabyte of project files with a request that I let the client know, among other things, what portion of those files I can translate by COB next Friday. I spent 6 hours reviewing the material (and did not get through all of if, I might add) and then lobbed the ball back at the client: "What part do you need done, realistically speaking?" No response yet.
I watched Hell in the Pacific last night, a curious film from 1968 with Lee Marvin and Toshiro Mifune playing the roles of military men—neither of whom knows a word in the other's language, or cares to learn, for that matter—sharing a small island as castaways during World War II.
I thought the story was very well developed, up through the point where the pair manages to build and sail a home-built raft to an island that appears to be occupied... by the Japanese. The character played by Mifune here takes the initiative and advances, his hand gestures suggesting that Marvin lie low until Mifune can talk to his countrymen (presumably, out of shooting the American out of hand). Then Marvin notices that some of the garbage on the island is of US origin, whereupon he jumps up and yells (to any Americans within earshot) not to shoot Mifune.
This was all very naturally done, and all very touching. The most memorable—and revealing—line comes while Marvin is stumbling about, when suddenly, Mifune jumps noisily out from a half-demolished building. Marvin is startled by Mifune's appearance, and upon regaining his composure, says, "For a second, there, I thought you were a Jap."
From this (for me) high point, I found the rest of the film disappointing. The writing makes a point of shoving your nose into how "civilization" (exemplified by shaving, having a smoke, sharing a drink, and reading a newsmagazine filled with war news) rapidly turns the men against each other, at which point the film basically ends most perfunctorily and unsatisfactorily, in my opinion.
Still, the film was worth watching, and I'll probably watch it again, given the opportunity (just not right now).
On the plus side of the ledger, I did have ribeye for dinner! :^)
Cheers...
On the other hand, the email brought a truly crazy request to look at about a gigabyte of project files with a request that I let the client know, among other things, what portion of those files I can translate by COB next Friday. I spent 6 hours reviewing the material (and did not get through all of if, I might add) and then lobbed the ball back at the client: "What part do you need done, realistically speaking?" No response yet.
I watched Hell in the Pacific last night, a curious film from 1968 with Lee Marvin and Toshiro Mifune playing the roles of military men—neither of whom knows a word in the other's language, or cares to learn, for that matter—sharing a small island as castaways during World War II.
I thought the story was very well developed, up through the point where the pair manages to build and sail a home-built raft to an island that appears to be occupied... by the Japanese. The character played by Mifune here takes the initiative and advances, his hand gestures suggesting that Marvin lie low until Mifune can talk to his countrymen (presumably, out of shooting the American out of hand). Then Marvin notices that some of the garbage on the island is of US origin, whereupon he jumps up and yells (to any Americans within earshot) not to shoot Mifune.
This was all very naturally done, and all very touching. The most memorable—and revealing—line comes while Marvin is stumbling about, when suddenly, Mifune jumps noisily out from a half-demolished building. Marvin is startled by Mifune's appearance, and upon regaining his composure, says, "For a second, there, I thought you were a Jap."
From this (for me) high point, I found the rest of the film disappointing. The writing makes a point of shoving your nose into how "civilization" (exemplified by shaving, having a smoke, sharing a drink, and reading a newsmagazine filled with war news) rapidly turns the men against each other, at which point the film basically ends most perfunctorily and unsatisfactorily, in my opinion.
Still, the film was worth watching, and I'll probably watch it again, given the opportunity (just not right now).
On the plus side of the ledger, I did have ribeye for dinner! :^)
Cheers...