Dec. 26th, 2007

The thing, is, I don't really have any complaints! Usually talking about work means WHINE WHINE WHINE MY BOSS SUCKS MY COWORKERS ARE DICKS WHINE WHINE.

Which I can understand -- I've worked in less ideal environments before.

However, I gotta say -- it's nice that when my boss returns from a vacation and comes to check in with my progress I suddenly feel more motivated to work, more inspired to creativity and, frankly, more excited about being alive (1).

This is because my boss rocks. He's that rare creature -- someone who is actually good at managing people and also employed as a manager. He worked his way up from the bottom, so he knows all about how the job is done -- he was a programmer himself, he understands the process, and when he has nothing better to do or we're in a major crunch he'll actually get his hands dirty with some code. He's really helped me adapt to corporate culture and federal employment culture, guiding me through office politics and gently making me feel like an utter twat when I screw up -- because I deserved it and it drove the lesson home. I'm now extremely well-equipped to deal with office life, which is a major life skill for someone in my line of work.

He's frank and understanding and lenient about things like when we can come in or what we wear -- but strict and demanding when it matters: he's really good at making sure the job gets done and done well. (Again, it helps that he knows what "a job well done" looks like.) He doesn't lord his position over anybody on his team but will joyfully bully anyone not in our team to make sure we get the best equipment, people, time slots, etc. that we can. He also shields his developers from the bureaucracy, which is a MAJOR plus -- he pretty much takes care of all administrative details, leaving us developers with very few interruptions to us doing what we're paid to do.

As a result, our team consistently puts out the best products in the shortest time with the best documentation.

In short, he's a great boss.

Sure, I have some gripes about work -- my coworkers annoy the shit out of me sometimes, especially my officemate, but they're largely competent and easy enough to get along with. I have major issues with our development platform -- we use the .NET environment and I HATE it because it's sloppy and ugly and generally awful -- but it's something I can't change (har har, federal standards and contracts, lawl) and have gotten used to working around. But really, I'm lucky in my job. I'm paid well, I got great benefits out of it, some of them for life (401k *CHEERS WILDLY*), I'm gaining valuable experience, and I enjoy working here.

Honestly.

It's just that I've been feeling kind of like crap lately, due to school drama and pointy-things-in-my-mouth drama and family drama. I'd forgotten that work is actually fun.

So here's the deal with the footnote up there about being more excited to be alive again )
So I went and saw Sweeney Todd, because I felt like doing something entertaining, relatively brainless, and not involving my mouth. Since it had Johnny Depp in it, was directed by Tim Burton, and purportedly contained straight razors and a lot of blood I was pretty sure I would enjoy it.

Which I did. I admit that now that Depp has bagged himself an iconic role it's difficult to separate him from Jack Sparrow. Of course Depp plays a lot of dark British men, but now the sarcasm and the British accent are tied to Sparrow.

And so is the smirk.

Just, fyi. Depp's evil smirk is like, orgasmically hot. I'm warning you >.>

Okay, so Depp was flashing around straight razors and there was a lot of blood. This should have been a slam dunk for me (JOHNNY DEPP. STRAIGHT RAZORS. BLOOD -- oh wait, sorry, my kinks are showing, let me tuck that back in there, *whistles*).

BUT ALAS.

THE BLOOD. IT WAS HORRID.

Not like blood is supposed to be horrid. It was SO BADLY DONE. I'm not objecting to the colour -- Burton likes to play with colour palettes and that's fine; he did the same thing in Sleepy Hollow and the whole "blue palettes make blood stand out" dig worked there, too. (In fact I was pretty specifically looking for similarities/differences between Sweeney Todd and Sleepy Hollow -- and From Hell.)

No, it's not the colour. It's the... consistency? Texture? Opacity? I mean! God, it was so bad, the blood was OPAQUE and too thick half the time and the other time it was runny and looked like bad red dye.

Man, this movie could have been BEAUTIFUL with some nice, well-done blood. Light playing on blood can look fantastic, and this movie had the perfect setup for it -- so much nice, heavy lights and darks; it would have been gorgeous. I don't know whose brilliant decision it was to do the blood the way it was done here, but I want to smack them upside the head. Sure it made the blood stand out -- because it was distractingly ridiculous. I understand that it was this kind of fake-gore, shockingly THERE approach but it just didn't work for me at ALL. If they could have toned down the opacity just a little, made it thinner in some places and thicker in others, let the wonderful moody lighting play on it properly -- I would have been a happy camper.

I mean, seriously. Johnny Depp. Straight razors. Blood.


Also, this movie made me wish I understood music -- I noticed that the score was very complicated, but that's pretty much all I got out of it D=

I will definitely do a full-fledged review of the movie because I have a lot to say about the character development and the storytelling and the visuals and of course about how goddamn hot Depp is, especially with that fantastic hair and raggy clothes. But for now I just wanted to get that off my chest -- the blood sucked. I'll be sulking.

PS: Two posts in one day! MY JOURNAL. IT LIVES. IT RISES LIKE ZOMBIE JESUS.

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