In which I say words like ‘otakusona’

So, as discussed previously, my thirtieth year on this planet brought the return of my younger flirtation with makeup and such, and as it turns out I can do this sort of thing with greater precision and confidence, as the intervening years have made me both more disciplined and more confirmed in my eccentricities. Anyway, it feels quite natural to offset my appearance with a bit of feminine fashion.

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Brute beauty

The Windhover, by Gerard Manley Hopkins

To Christ our Lord

I caught this morning morning’s minion, king-
dom of daylight’s dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon, in his riding
Of the rolling level underneath him steady air, and striding
High there, how he rung upon the rein of a wimpling wing
In his ecstasy! then off, off forth on swing,
As a skate’s heel sweeps smooth on a bow-bend: the hurl and gliding
Rebuffed the big wind. My heart in hiding
Stirred for a bird, – the achieve of, the mastery of the thing!

Brute beauty and valour and act, or, air, pride, plume, here
Buckle! AND the fire that breaks from thee then, a billion
Times told lovelier, more dangerous. O my chevalier!

No wonder of it: shéer plód makes plough down sillion
Shine, and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear,
Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold-vermillion.

I don’t read enough poetry these days.

It’s been an ok Lent. I haven’t discovered any new wells of piety within me, and I’ve failed at times. But I think I’ve found the thread, the sensation of Easter not just as an exclamation point on the calendar, but as time’s true center of gravity.

I apologize again for being a little tongue-tied on here as of late. There is, as usual, a lot swirling around inside my head on multiple fronts, but the words haven’t been as forthcoming.

Anyway, I hope you guys have a blessed Easter.

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Critical Analyses of Utena

Instead of giving you guys just one take on this weird show, I’m just going to cram a whole bunch of them together. You’re welcome!

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My Little Pony: The Movie: The Review

I’m on vacation, so of course that means getting more blogging done. What else am I supposed to do, really?

Movie adaptations of a TV show tend to lean in one of two directions: the Star Trek direction, where you streamline it into something which sacrifices some of the spirit of the original for the sake of roping in new fans, or the Star Trek direction where you just do the same thing, only bigger and louder.* The My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic movie belongs to the latter category. It’s a bloated mess which does little that the show hasn’t already done. But it’s nevertheless a completely fine and satisfying bloated mess.

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A new and likely rather different Dane

It’s hard to imagine another C.S. Lewis in today’s climate. I mean, there’s an entire small cottage industry of writers attempting their own Mere Christianities, but with none of the cultural cache.

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War paint

Despite breezing through the remainder of Revolutionary Girl Utena with considerable speed, I have yet to be able to say anything coherent about it (aside from: it’s great). So let’s talk about fashion and stuff instead.

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ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς

Sorry for not posting lately. The inspiration to write just hasn’t been there, nor the inspiration to do anything artsy lately. Which can be frustrating, but at least there isn’t any active drama.

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I guess it’s kind of an early valentine’s day post if you squint

I’ve been a tad more hopeful lately that my spiritual life can be more than the garbo it has been lately. It’s a kind of, I dunno, sweetness and sense of wonder that has fallen upon me these past couple of days. I haven’t felt that way about my faith for a while. The bad news is I’m still going to inflict you guys with my tormented thoughts. We still have to navigate the labyrinth.

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La filette revolutionaire

The trouble is that it’s already been over a month since I wrapped up my Ulysses re-read; I may need to go back at it again if I want to keep writing about it. This whole thing is threatening to become an extremely unprofessional research project, and I don’t even have my JSTOR privileges anymore.

But keeping with the theme of “stuff I liked over a decade ago”, I decided to revisit the first season of Revolutionary Girl Utena. It turns out I still really like it, so let’s talk about that while it’s still fresh in my mind.

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usylessly unreadable Blue Book of Eccles (part I of ??!)


Now for the good stuff. In rereading Ulysses and dipping into Finnegans Wake and Richard Ellmann’s biography of James Joyce, it’s become clear that the man is one of those artists who I have a foundational, yet utterly complicated and baffling relationship with. It will take some time to completely hash things out.

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