My eyeballs were flayed tonight by
Ghost in the Shell II: Innocence, which was playing at the Varsity. What is the visual equivalent of wall of sound? There was more data being output than I could absorb. Philosophy, printed language, literary references, all running through a feast of generated images that were a direct descendant of
Blade Runner and
The Matrix (with
Akira flashbacks). Like most good cyberpunk (
The Golden Globe,
Pattern Recognition, and
American Gods), this was, at its heart, a mystery. It was also in every way superior to its predecessor - better plot, better characters, better animation. I am only unsure as to whether the grand existential question at
II's heart is better or worse ... because I was so lost in what I could see that I was, at times, unable to follow what it was saying (I blame the subtitles).
Er ... yeah. So the wedding went well, we made it there on time and I had all the lasagne baked as planned. I'm not enamored of it, but I've got a whole pan left over so I suppose I'd better get used to it. It was really nice to go to a simple wedding (25 folks in
fruity_goodness's house), one that rejected the wedding industry and its ridiculous ideas about how to go about celebrating this kind of event. Instead, it was a small gathering of family and friends, with the bride in a lovely dress and the groom in a handsome suit, with candles and flowers and visiting and lots of wine. And the cake was very yummy, and it's always nice when two people you like can see how good they are for each other as well as you can. Many happy returns!
For tomorrow ... kayaking? Butoh performance? Hanging out with
butterbee? The options are endless, though I think what I need to do is wash dishes and fold laundry at some point.
pleased