Love, love, love
Nov. 22nd, 2003 11:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kingandyStill slightly drunk. Is this a good idea? Probably not, but I only had a couple of Smirnoff Ices (1.5 units in each bottle, pop pickers) so it can't go too horribly wrong. (Though I've just had my mind wander halfway through typing "ghostbritain" and written "githyanki" instead, so maybe it will.) Anyway, just got back from watching "Love Actually" with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ghostbritain and his girlfriend Nevenka.
Read into that what you will.
I enjoyed Love Actually, actually. It's a feel-good exploration of the different flavours of love - not the word but the relationship it implies. It could have been cloying and saccharine, but it lolloped gleefully through the whole subject with such a big, stupid grin on its face that I couldn't help but love it. Nev thought it tried to tell two many stories and would have done better to focus on three or four couples but I rather think that's the point - it's trying to express what a universal, all-encompassing thing it is. Many splendoured, and all that. Slightly disappointed to see every coupling was M/F; it goes a little against the purported message. I guess some things are still not mainstream enough for a Christmas movie.
As I say, I enjoyed the movie, but it did make me feel a bit lonely. And not just because I'm alone in the house. Ooh, gone a bit teary all of a sudden. Combination of booze and Elton sodding John. Bastard. I wouldn't normally but I felt like something slow and most of the music on my PC is very upbeat.
Ah, the wonders of LJ-therapy. Like a mental enema.
I think perhaps there's something a little bit miswired in my head. I understand for most people there is a difference between friendship and love. I've never really had that division. I don't know if I just love everyone I make friends with, or if I tend to make friends with people I love (there's got to be something in that, right? I mean if you love somebody you're going to more actively seek to spend time with them), or maybe the whole thing is just some defence mechanism that I've invented because (POST-IT NOTE: I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue). Maybe I'm only phrasing this all in this precise way because I need affection. Maybe I only think I feel like this because I've analysed myself too closely and have argued my way into it. Maybe I don't know. Mmmm, meta. Regardless, I want to express my deep, personal love for each and every one of my friends.
Readers of books featuring Bernice Summerfield will recognise use of the Post-it note there. On the basis that defence mechanisms exist for a reason, and I might be too drunk, and I'm not ready yet.
To post, or not to post? Oh, fuck it.
ghostbritain and his girlfriend Nevenka.Read into that what you will.
I enjoyed Love Actually, actually. It's a feel-good exploration of the different flavours of love - not the word but the relationship it implies. It could have been cloying and saccharine, but it lolloped gleefully through the whole subject with such a big, stupid grin on its face that I couldn't help but love it. Nev thought it tried to tell two many stories and would have done better to focus on three or four couples but I rather think that's the point - it's trying to express what a universal, all-encompassing thing it is. Many splendoured, and all that. Slightly disappointed to see every coupling was M/F; it goes a little against the purported message. I guess some things are still not mainstream enough for a Christmas movie.
As I say, I enjoyed the movie, but it did make me feel a bit lonely. And not just because I'm alone in the house. Ooh, gone a bit teary all of a sudden. Combination of booze and Elton sodding John. Bastard. I wouldn't normally but I felt like something slow and most of the music on my PC is very upbeat.
Ah, the wonders of LJ-therapy. Like a mental enema.
I think perhaps there's something a little bit miswired in my head. I understand for most people there is a difference between friendship and love. I've never really had that division. I don't know if I just love everyone I make friends with, or if I tend to make friends with people I love (there's got to be something in that, right? I mean if you love somebody you're going to more actively seek to spend time with them), or maybe the whole thing is just some defence mechanism that I've invented because (POST-IT NOTE: I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue). Maybe I'm only phrasing this all in this precise way because I need affection. Maybe I only think I feel like this because I've analysed myself too closely and have argued my way into it. Maybe I don't know. Mmmm, meta. Regardless, I want to express my deep, personal love for each and every one of my friends.
Readers of books featuring Bernice Summerfield will recognise use of the Post-it note there. On the basis that defence mechanisms exist for a reason, and I might be too drunk, and I'm not ready yet.
To post, or not to post? Oh, fuck it.
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love, actually
Date: 2003-11-23 09:19 am (UTC)Whilst he did love kiera in a r-p manner, his very real and demonstrable love for bloke who was previously a nobody was, in my mind, the star of the piece. Even though he didn't have much of a part.
As for miswiring, i have a great deal of love for my friends. Arwel, and Si mostly. I was falling for Gemma until she turned from the path of RPG, and now feel as though i've been dumped.
I think most of us don't feel comfortable expressing our true feelings for each other.
And my indie sensibilities prevent me from declaring love for anybody whom the masses have proclaimed love for.
Sorry.
Re: love, actually
Date: 2003-11-23 01:39 pm (UTC)Re: love, actually
Date: 2003-11-23 03:02 pm (UTC)I suppose you're right about that love triangle - I had thought of it as being purely about Andrew Lincoln and Kiera Knightly, but it's also a bit about friend-love too. He loves his mate, but he's in love with his mate's wife, and the former means he will never do anything about the latter. Bless.
I also believe that the writer and the portugese woman are doomed to failure. The proposal was the first time either of them had said something the other one understood, it was almost purely physical. I'm sure they've each built up this image of the other one that is going to be just destroyed when they actually begin to converse. But that's not really what the film is about, I suppose. It's about how sometimes, stupidly, love actually conquers all - see subplot about bloke from My Family conquering America, armed only with a charming English accent and a backpack full of condoms. And they obviously have some things in common, as evidenced by them speaking almost the exact same lines in different languages, something that I thought was purely comical at the time but may actually have been important.
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Date: 2003-11-24 03:13 am (UTC)English is limited in that it uses one word to express a whole host of different and complicated emotions.
There is the love you hold for someone that is both sexual and friendship (that with is usually referred to as "true love" or just "love") and then there is the love for one's friends, family, pets - each is different but somehow the same.
I agree that the people you love are those you actively seek to spend more time with. This means I don't love all my friends. I like them, care about their well-being and frequently enjoy spending time with them if it occurs but there's only a couple that I actively miss when I don't see them for a while. Your one of them.
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Date: 2003-11-24 03:20 am (UTC)