Writing

Have you ever had one of those days, when you’re writing, where everything you write onto the page seems blocky or lengthy and, no matter how hard you try, the sentences you attempt to connect never seem to flow properly?

Well, I think I’m having one of those days.

I have a feeling everyone has had one day of absolute mental blockage every once in awhile. It’s not the question of whether we have it as much as it is the question of what we do with it. I think I have my answer to this question,  the answer of which I derived from the Reader’s Digest.

I was reading an article in the Reader’s Digest recently which was entitled “Inspiration V.S. Perspiration”. Unlike many of the articles in the book, which I skipped over, I read this one from top to bottom, and found that it described my problem very well.

It turns out that this “problem” is not as big as we usually think it is. At least, that’s what the author of the article thinks. He contradicts “inspiration” with “perspiration”, the inspiration being the days when words flow effortlessly from our fingertips to the page and the perspiration representing the days when every sentence is like a mile of a journey in the rain: soggy, hopeless, miserable, with no thought of respite any time soon. 

Well, I guess the point of this post was to let everyone know that it isn’t that bad to have a perspiration day. Even though I hate them and wish all of my days were inspiration ones, writing would be an easy experience if we didn’t have the hindrances to keep us on our toes. And writing, by no means, is an easy experience, but it’s one that is amazaing to undergo, even if it can be a little annoying every now and again.

Starstruck

Here we go again. Another movie from Disney Channel. This’ll be a night of my life I’ll never get back.

Starstruck premiered several days ago and is now officially the newest Disney Channel movie. Being a occasional watcher of Disney shows I naturally decided to watch it, though I stress that my expectations were very low for the most part with a little hope that it may be better than some of the other perfunctory, mediocre shows that this channel has to offer.

But how could someone not watch it? After all, nearly every second of commercials Disney aired was encompassed of the announcer screaming at us, saying, “Starstruck! Starstruck! Starstruck! It’s about this, it’s about that, it has some downright amazing music, Sterling Knight is in it, why not watch it?” Normally most movies on Disney don’t appeal to me, but this one did, mainly because it seemed like it had a really good point to it; and it did, to a certain degree.

So I watched it. It was both abudant and lacking, like something that has great potential but just hasn’t been done justice yet.

The movie is about Christopher Wilde, a teenage celebrity who is blind to everything in the world but his stardom. When a girl named Jessica, however, who is not infatuated with Christopher like her sister and every other girl in America, comes along and does not give Wilde the immediate affection and attention that he usually gets, he begins to understand his faults and, naturally, as most movies go, falls in love with her. I can’t argue with this result, as love is a major theme in movies, and the relationship between Jessica and Christopher isn’t one I’ll complain too much about. I did, however, expect more change on Christopher’s part as a person, because by the end of the movie little had changed about him and he got the girl.

So the characters didn’t change much, at least in a way that I could see or wanted, but I’m not sure the movie was as much about the characters and the changes they underwent as it was about the characters revealing the corruption and absolute insanity of paparazzi and people who attempt to exploit celebrities for the enjoyment of viewers. In short, Starstruck is about celebrities and the fact that the media takes them in their hands like putty and molds them into whatever they want them to be. Through this process the celebrities, who are caught in the middle, forget who they are and lose sight of reality and everything good and decent that once was in their lives. I certainly agree it’s good for a movie to be made touching on this topic. Unfortunately, Starstruck didn’t provide as much content as I would have liked. The movie, with the commercials cut out, is probably around an hour and twenty minutes. Not near enough time to cover a broad topic like Hollywood, celebrities and the absolute torture they endure.

I’d give this movie three and half stars. I’d probably give it more were it not as empty as it was, but because of the theme and the message this movie portrays I think it deserves some commendation. I can, with some confidence, recommend this movie to you as one that transcends the usual mediocre standards of a regular Disney Channel movie.