Random Thought Thread

I just love the way he says his own name in that film. His vowels are so clipped that all he really says is Ble.

 

One of those days:

 

Flight attendants should wear spike-protective combat boots.

 

They should also have those old Roman spikes on the wheels of their carts to keep peoples limbs out of the isles.

 

There should be bargain flights with no flight attendants at all. It would be a cool experiment - let the passengers settle everything themselves. How long before someone drinks all the alcohol? How long before someone murders the squalling baby? How long before an ad hoc government congeals among the passengers? What are the odds that government is led by the people in first class (assuming a flight like this has a first class)?

 

*watches Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory; Grandpa Joe starts singing "I've got a golden ticket"*

"I never thought my life could be〜anything but catastrophe〜♪"

Wow, you've got your wife laying right beside you and a family who loves you and while everyone is starving off cabbage broth, your grandson spends his afternoon working to have extra money that he gives a portion to you to buy your tobacco instead of putting more food on the table or clothes on everyone's backs.

But go on, sing about how the golden ticket is what completes you and gives meaning to your life and how nothing mattered before this very moment.

 

Just keeping up with the conversation.

 

Preferably made into mousse. Just sayin'...

[hangs head in shame]

 

Somethings are just that much more hardcore.

 

One of my employers (I have several) has, in the last few years, been working to make things run a little bit more professionally. Generally this is a good thing, but right now I need to confirm a bit of information, the kind of thing that I would previously have handled by asking one of the client's office staff members.

My Informational Request is now Proceeding Through The Proper Channels.

 

There’s something I never understood about that movie. Wait, no, two.

#1- Charlie gives back one candy and suddenly he’s a golden boy of goodness and compassion? Sure, he didn’t act grubby and loud about the chocolates, but still...

#2- The song about how Charlie should be thankful/grateful for what he has. Um, sorry, he’s dirt-poor, living in the slums, no dad, and tending to four elderly people who are confined to their beds. No wonder he got all excited about this potential trip — he was likely thinking he could get some money.

Yes, my people! Feast! Feast on the puny weirdly-ambled humans. FEAST!!!

 

It wasn't a single candy. It was the whole test of integrity.

The fake candy competitor told the 5 winners each that if they procured Wonka's Everlasting Gobbstopper (which would ruin the fake competitor supposedly), he would reimburse them with wealth and Charlie particularly that his family would live comfortably and be cared for.

So when Wonka faked a scene about Charlie's disqualification due to stealing some of the fizzy drink on the tour, Charlie had nothing going for him or nothing to bring home for his family, and even the image of his favourite chocolatier was now forever marred by that uncivil outburst.

But even so, and even with scheming Granpa Joe (who lets remember talked Charlie into stealing the flying fizzy drink in the first place) telling him they'll just sell the stolen gobstopper to the competitor, Charlie has enough internal integrity to do the right thing even when it wasn't easy, even if it was to the detriment of his family, even if the man before him was a horrible humanbeing.

So he returns the candy.

And that is why it is made a big deal of. It's not the candy—it was the act itself and what that action entailed.


And I'm not sure which song you mean.

The only song I can think of is "Cheer Up, Charlie" which never says he should be grateful for what he has.

It's proceeded by his outburst at his mom that he didn't win, his mom saying millions of people also didn't win, and he just huffed off while she sings at his receding figure how she & Grandpa joe want to solve all his troubles and bring back his smile and that he'll have his lucky day sure enough if he follows his dreams and continues just being himself.

There was no song that told Charlie to be thankful for what he has. . . ?

It's literally the Candy Man, Cheer Up Charlie, then I've got a Golden Ticket and Pure Imagination.

Mostly in dialogue preceding Grandpa Joe wants to get Charlie to hope & dream, and Mother wants Grandpa Joe to be careful not to get his hopes too high (cause you can see the disappointment is crushing for Charlie each time).

No one tells Charlie to be grateful about his lot in life.

All that said, the film is still . . . problematic probably?

 

Just one of those days.

 

If I could compete in an Olympic sport, I'd choose ski jumping. Skis, helmet, brass balls. Bring it.

 

I was looking up reviews of notebooks and found this. While watching I found myself becoming more interested by her accent that I did the notebook. Can anyone place it, please? The notebook is German, but I don't think the accent is.

 

I like her accent, too, but I can't place it. I'm a notebook junkie, though, and I just ordered a couple of these. I'll see how they compare to my Leuchtturm 1917s.

 

Is it one of the Belgian accents?

I swear I hear some French influences, but then I think I hear some Dutch.

So basically I don't know, but that's my best guess.

 

Funny, I hear a bit of Irish and English in the mix of accents.
You sure it isn't someone who is just putting on a fake one
to talk about the notebook? Cause some people have the ability
to mix several accents at the same time, and that makes it confusing.
I also hear a bit of an American Southern lilt in the mix.

Though the weirdest one is the Straight American accent from
someone who is not American/Canadian. It comes off a bit
unsettling, even though we Yanks maintain we don't have an
accent per-se.

 

What? We Yanks have so many accents.

And our standard American "non-accent" is still an accent.

It's probably just the least romanticised of all accents, and really has nothing going for it. . .

 

I have a deaf accent, on account of my hearing and vocal disabilities. Wooo!! Yay deafness and hearing impairment!

 

I know we have an Accent, and that their are derivatives off that accent just like other countries.
Though our stereotype accent is to not have one, which is kinda odd since we all have one
to some degree.

As for being romanticized, well how would we know considering we don't live in a country that
does not hear our accent all the time. So obviously one does not have much feeling towards their
own accent(s), over ones that are more exotic and evocative.