Friday, 25 July 2014

IS IT ACTING....OR JUST AGING?

As we are fairly new to Netflix we have been catching up on all the BBC series that have been around for some time. The latest one that has caught our attention is Wallander staring Kenneth Branagh.

It is pretty gritty with lots of violence and gruesome dead people shots, but we find that Kenneth  - Wallander is such a tortured soul you just can't look away....sort of like rubber necking at a car accident - you know you shouldn't look - but you DO!

If Kenneth ever had aspirations of being the handsome leading man this isn't the role for him. He looks disheveled, to say the least, and at times you can almost imagine just what he smells like after days of sleeping on sofas, in cars or not sleeping at all.....except when he nearly nods off while DRIVING! The wardrobe for the show must have been pretty meagre because he seems to wear the same things for days on end.....in one episode his daughter gives him a hug and actually tells him he stinks. She does offer to go get him a clean shirt - really - you think a clean shirt is going to help???

As I said - it is gritty - and supposed to be Swedish, as in he is supposed to be Swedish, but he has this British accent (He is actually IRISH). As do the rest of the cast. It is quite disconcerting when they toss around names like Ystad, Olin,  Södra Änggatan while filming in the Swedish countryside. I am supposing they got a whopping great tax break for doing this because it just comes off as WEIRD at times. Not ONE Swedish person, not ONE Swedish accent...it's like all of Sweden has been taken over by the Brits.

He does clean up somewhat when he meets a new woman (of course he has been dumped by his wife because his job means EVERYTHING!) but by the beginning of Season Three he is back to his old self  drinking until he falls asleep in his chair...and his smelly clothes and just can't understand why NO ONE understands how immersed he is in his job. Okay....seeing several dead bodies every week will reek havoc with your relationships I suppose. But he never SHARES...just keeps everything to himself while the rest of the world looks on and wonders what the hell his is about. See - compelling!!!

Anyway, the show has caught on, thanks to Netflix I am sure, and a fourth and final season will be release in 2015.

It really is worth the watch if you can get two things out of your mind:

FIRST - The Swedish Chef from Sesame Street


AND SECOND ... this guy....



Gilderoy Lockhart. of Harry Potter fame....aka Kenneth Branagh


In Wallander our dear Kenneth looks like this:

SEE - told ya

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The bathroom renovation has been completed...six months but who is counting? It looks nice and clean, more modern, open, airy....and PLAIN. There is a wall where the towel rack presides, over top of the towel rack is an empty space and we keep thinking of things to put there....WHY? Why do we have this obsession of filling any available wall space with....."art" for lack of a better word??

Why do people need 'art' in the bathroom in the first place? Flowers, butterflies, schools of fish, tin creations, clay objects....really...why? They have nothing to do with the room....or it's purpose. Some don't even have a theme - just a bunch of knick knacks thrown together that take up space and need to be cleaned.

Art, I have read, is supposed to 'inspire a reaction'....well, one reaction in the bathroom.....is..........!!!! ...how do you decorated for THAT?

Our obsession with things hung up applies to our house down south as well ....I literally have no available wall space for one more thing to be hung.

We like it, but I am sure some people would walk in and say to themselves "What are they thinking?"

Well, I believe we are thinking...."Look an empty space - let's hang something there."

But at least there is a common theme from room to room...even the bathroom....the house theme is south western, cowboy, ranch, desert with a twist of Mexicana thrown in for good measure. I kid you not!

When we visited our cousin, Sigrun, in Iceland, her apartment was like an art store. The pristine white walls are covered in art. And by "art" I mean actual painted, drawn, original art.....as in....an artist completed the work and sold it. The apartment has a wall of lovely, paned windows and over top and underneath and tucked into every corner, even up to the ceiling is art. Some large, some small, some done by adult hands and some done by wee hands sold at a craft sale - artists to be! The place looks AMAZING! It works for her.

So, why do we feel the need to hang something in an open space? Why can't we just enjoy the simplicity of.....nothing?

Don't know.....and I am sure, eventually, we will come up with something to hang in this empty bathroom space and it will make us feel better....for some strange reason.

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Things I have learned this week:

My dear husband can plaster. He did an excellent job of covering up the destroyed wall in the bathroom. If you don't look to close....it is as good as new. Yeah!

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Some ladies in the city decided to have a night on the town and after running up at tab of about $160.00 they decided to...dine and dash.

The police arrived after being called by the restaurant and some time later one of the women returned....because she had forgotten her purse. Proving once again that you can't fix stupid.


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The Museum on Non-Visible Art, or MONA, houses a variety of non-visible works of art that can only be admired by reading the artist’s description. Sounds weird, but believe it or not, someone actually paid $10,000 for one of these ‘masterpieces’. I looked it up....it's an empty frame!!



This one is called "Fresh Air."

I think it should be called "More Money Than Brains"





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