(This blog was originally written on Myspace)
So, how was your weekend? Mine was great! I was ill. Yay! I mean, BOO! It was particularly fun on saturday night/sunday morning when i was mad with fever. I was convinced I was working on Apple’s iPhone, constantly going over batch numbers, weird internetty connections, and other such incomprehensible things all through the night. Why my sick brain chose to focus on the iPhone, I don’t know. I’m not that obsessed by it. HONEST.
The sweaty insanity reminded me of when I was very ill with the ‘flu aboot four years ago and had a spate of deliri-dreams. It was around the start of the Iraq invasion and I would leave BBC NEWS 24 on the tv through the night. When I attempted to sleep I was transported to some kind of armoured artillery vehicle involved in the attack. It was bathed in a red light with black and green screens, and I was selecting and firing at targets. The moment I’d open my eyes, though, I’d be back in my bedroom, and would realise instantly it was just my fevered mind playing horrible tricks. That said, my eyelids would soon grow heavy and back to the crazy I’d go.
A few days later, my fever had still to break, and things got a whole lot weird. Have you ever seen the film Event Horizon? It’s aboot a spaceship with an experimental new engine/drive that will allow it to travel to different dimensions. The new drive is tested and the ship disappears, only to reappear years later without its crew. Anyway, long story short, the ship prolly went to Hell and brought a bit of it back. It’s kinda shit (it’s directed by Paul Anderson, what do you expect?), but the engine/drive was slightly cool. It was a spinning metallic ball thing. What has this got to do with fever dreams, i hear you ask. Well, you impatient muddy funsters, it was that spinning metallic ball thing that was behind me in my room, talking to me, while tiny remote control racing cars zoomed aboot my floor. I remember turning over at one point and telling it to shut the hell up. It freaked me out.
On a completely different note, I got Sky Movies this week and have been able to catch up on a few films I’ve missed over the years. The first I was watched The Machinist. It’s great. It’s actually painful to watch Christian Bale, but you can’t take your eyes off him. I tried to watch Garden State afterwards, but i was distracted by my football game. Mr and Mrs Smith was fneh. It did have a weird Fight Club vibe halfway through when the two leads only realised they loved each other after blowing the shit out of their house. I’ve seen The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou twice now and it’s FANTASTIC. So funny, such wonderful characters, and the ending when Staralfur by Sigur Ros strikes up, it tears me up. Beautiful. Oh, and i did get around to watching Garden State. And I really wish I hadn’t.