Night of the Living Dead. Honestly, this movie scared the hell out of me at certain parts. Maybe not scared, but it was more suspenseful than I would have thought. The part that was honestly just creepy was when she was playing with the musical box type object that was a mirror too and it was spinning around. The way she stared at it honestly and in all sincerity gave me the chills. The part that first had an effect on me though was when Ben punched Barbara after she slapped him. To be honest, she was annoying me too because all she did was sit and stare when in reality she should have been assisting Ben, but that was no reason to punch her. The movie was both predictable and unpredictable. The predictable part was the whole thing about the little girl turning into a zombie. From what they were saying on the news and how her mother didn't tell the others about how she got sick, it was obvious that she was going to become one of the living dead. The unpredictable part however, was Barbara dying. I'm used to happy endings and protagonists not dying so the fact that she was pulled out into the zombie herd by her own brother surprised me immensely. One thing from the movie that I did not understand however was why the little girl who became a zombie did not eat her mother. Throughout the movie they did not show any zombies killing people. It was more of zombies eating people so it surprised me that the girl stabbed her mother, killing her, but not eating her. The last aspect of this movie that interested me was how Cooper was so much like Shane from The Walking Dead. They both wanted to believe in the government coming to save them and basically just wanted to wait in hideouts like sitting ducks. Also, they both take part in struggling for control with the male hero in the story. All in all, Night of the Living Dead was another movie which I did not think I would like, but ended up surprising me.

Metropolis. Honestly, I thought I was going to absolutely hate this movie, but there was just something about it that kept me on edge and I constantly found myself biting my nails and forgetting to breathe. Okay maybe not forget how to breathe, but it was really really interesting. One thing that I found captivating was how the characters would move. For example, they had very exaggerated movements like when Maria would be running from someone and she'd run from one side of the staircase to the other, look back at her pursuer, and do the same thing. Also, she would always grab her chest just like Freder does. Such exaggerated movements compensate for the inability to talk; however, I am unsure of why they have such jerky motions. Maybe it's that the movie was fast forwarded somehow or something of the sort but their movements are almost robotic when they do things like turn their head from one direction to the other. Another interesting thing that I found about the film was the music used in the background. One of the essays I read for peer review went deep into the subject by analyzing the type of music played for each character and how when Freder, who was the mediator, appeared, both types of music played. I am not much of a music person so I would have never been able to catch this, but all I know is that I found myself humming the music long after class was over. I think the whole silent movie aspect adds a different perspective because then we have to rely on vision and effects to understand what is going on which in turn makes us pay even more attention. One thing that I wish would have been different though is that I wanted to see the parents reunited with their kids. It may just be something about me and complete, happy endings, but I thought that was the only point where the movie was lacking. It doesn't really matter however because the whole point was for head and hand to be connected and they were. Guess who's gonna go find some more silent films? This girl!

Art/Not Art :D

Art..not something I've been good at...ever. I remember being jealous about all those kids who were miniature Picasso's and could draw every little thing thrown their way. It's okay though because I've accepted the fact that no matter how many different types of art there are, I'm not good at any of them. I learn not to feel too bad though because there's people out there like Nicki Minaj who makes songs which repeatedly consists of the words "stupid hoe". I don't understand how anyone can consider that art. Maybe her voice..but let's be honest, anyone can prance around and sing meaningless lyrics and call it art. So Nicki Minaj, not art. One thing that I find really interesting though is food art. Not only do they have to know how to cook and bake, but they have to make it look pretty! The picture of the treasure chest I included  doesn't really look like it, but it's a cake of a treasure chest. . The amount of details that are included and all the different coloring in the original cake really makes me appreciate it because like I said, I would never be able to do it. I also included a picture of graffiti, although some people do consider that art, I don't really see it because it's just writing letters over someone else's property. The sole quality it shares with art is that I'd never be able to do it. The last picture I included was of floor art. I think this is considered art because although it is on the floor, it introduces a whole new concept of 3D painting. All in all, I think art can range from pretty pictures to inspiring music to things like macaroni sculptures, but there is a line we have to draw which determines silliness from art.

Blog #1: Frankenstein

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"he dashed me to the ground and struck me violently with a stick. I could have torn him limb from limb, as the lion rends the antelope. But my heart sank within me as with bitter sickness, and I refrained."- Frankenstein

This passage evoked a lot of emotion in me. As I read it I felt as if I could feel his disappointment and pain when he realized that this was just another group of people to add to the list of humans that hate him for being abnormal. The only reason this evoked such strong emotion in me was because he was so excited and looking forward to having the family accept him after he learned French from them and provided them with wood, but they proved to be like everyone else who quickly judged him because he looked different from them. I actually thought that they were going to accept him. I thought that the blind man was going to stand up for him and explain to the rest of the family what the monster had said. I though he was finally going to be accepted by people who he held to a high esteem. When I read about how he threw himself at the old man to convince him to speak on his behalf and how Felix came in and started beating him, it made me see that no matter how sincere someone sounds, if they look a little different they will be judged. This relates to the incident of when he saved the girl from falling into the stream and the man who was accompanying her shot the monster even though he saved her life. The idea that bothers me from these two events is that instead of thanking him or at least listening to him and his perspective, they were quick to judge and violently attack him without taking into consideration who he is or what he feels. The fact that he is treated like this keeps boiling up under his skin until he ends up cracking and seeking revenge on the human range. I think that if at least one person, especially his creator, would show him mercy and just be sincerely nice, he would not have been as destructive as he was.