Rotating Heads

In case you haven’t noticed, the header image (up there. look up. no, not if you’re in a news reader *sigh*) rotates with images that I’ve taken from around my gorgeous, gorgeous city (can’t you tell how much I’m in love with it?), and I’ve just added a few more. Refresh (or just wait till your next visit) if you’d like to see more.

For the record, here are the places I took the photos:

  • The wide harbour ones (e.g. bridge and house): Circular Quay station (most gorgeous place to get on/off a train)
  • The closer-up shots of the Opera House: From the boss’ desk at work
  • Flowers: just outside the garage
  • Tall ship (the one with the sails) and the city skyline: On a Manly ferry last year
  • Smiley yellow face: from the kitchen
  • Long sweeping shore: Bald Hill Lookout, between Sydney and Wollongong
  • Inner harbour (sunset): From the meeting room next to my desk
  • Blue smiley + ornate vase: the family room

… and I think that’s it… but I’ll try to keep fresh ones coming :)

oh hai, I has full licence

After 5 years of driving, finally, I am licenced with no conditions! I can finally peel off that P plate which has been clinging to my car window for 3 years straight! I can hire a car! I can… drink before driving! (no, I kid, I kid, don’t drink and drive kids) I’m no longer going to be counted in the P plate statistics! No more tests! (NSW makes you do a test on the way out of P plate)

Insurance premium still sucks. Damn.

Someone pinch me

Three weeks and I’m off to London. For 6 whole months. I’m still not sure I’m ready… I’m still not sure I know what I’m getting myself into.

Yikes.

I’m flying business class, by the way.

Just thought I’d toss that in.

Looking over the shoulder

There’s still days when I think that this is it, and from tomorrow, it’s back to university, I’m done pretending, or that the alarm clock is going to go off and I’ll wake and it’ll still be February 6th, 2006, and I have yet to turn up for my first day, or it’s May 21st, 2005, and I’ve got to fly to Sydney today for my interview. After a year and three months, I’m still not sure if it’s real, that what I’m doing makes a difference to someone’s life and all that money in my bank account is there for a reason. I’m still younger than the new grads this year, by a year or two yet, and I’ll be younger than the grads next year too (though they’ll be closer). I’m ahead of schedule, dammit.

And I’m not sure if I’ll ever shake the feeling, at least until I’m leading or delivering a reasonably large project. Am I alone? From the sounds of it, not really, but is that a symptom of the job or of the expectations we have? If I were to look critically at myself, I’d see that I do have skills that I didn’t have when I turned up that fateful Monday morning, that I have this body of knowledge and an opinion that is value, even if I occasionally have too big opinion of it (I’m working on it, ok).

It’s real, and it’s bloody terrifying. Stay at uni as long as you can!

Movie Review: The Good Shepherd

The CIA, its predecessor the OSS, the Skull & Bones fraternity, MI5, the KGB, the Cubans, World War II, the Cold War that quickly followed in its aftermath, the Bay of Pigs fiasco, the Kennedy era, Matt Damon, Robert De Niro (also directing), Angelina Jolie, Alec Baldwin, Joe Pesci, spies! Espionage! Cloaks (or at least trenchcoats) and daggers! Bad guys and conspiracy theories!

It all sounds like a list of ingredients for a bloody and good action-spy flick, a popcorn pleaser, doesn’t it? But alas and alack, it is nothing of the sort. The Good Shepherd is a careful and slow paced look at the origins and early development of the CIA. And when I say slow, I do mean it – it is a good hour too long, most of which is taken up by long apparently meaningful shots of Damon looking… flat. Emotionless.

Damon’s character, Edward Wilson, is loosely based on James Jesus Angleton, head of CIA Counter Intelligence through the 60s and 70s, Jesus being the titular “Good Shepherd”. A Yale student, he is inducted into the Skull & Bones society, and drawn from there into the world of counter-intelligence, as World War II breaks out. He is initially courting a deaf girl, but after a night with Clover (Jolie) which leaves her pregnant, he does “the right thing” and marries her, before heading to Europe a week later. He returns 6 years later to a son and a wife he doesn’t know. The CIA is formed shortly after out of the ashes of the OSS, the intelligence agency in the war, and the cat-and-mouse game with the Russians begin.

All of this back story is intercut with the ‘present’, where the agency is trying to clean up following the Bay of Pigs fiasco in Cuba, as the US Government covertly tried to stop Fidel Castro. Edward is trying to find out who could have leaked information that caused the operation to go wrong.

Throughout the movie, there is the repetition of the theme “Who can you trust?”, and how secrets destroy lives and relationships. Edward is prepared to sacrifice nearly all in the service of his country, and he is depicted very much as a loner character. You want to cheer him on, but at the same time the drive and lack of emotion that he’s got is a little disturbing. The lack of emotion displayed by Damon only serves to further slow the pace of the movie and make it feel like there was so much more that could have been done to make this a more engaging film. You almost cheer when the Russians are on screen, because you know they’ll show emotion and liven the scene, their dark suggestions of action and manner of talking living up to the stereotypes of the Soviet era.

Ultimately, it’s more of a history lesson layed under a family story, one where the family relationship is steadily destroyed by the secrets that envelope Damon’s character. Jolie plays the dutiful but frustrated wife in the loveless marriage well, though it’s getting a little harder to believe she’s a young budding girl that she appears as at the start of the movie. Baldwin puts in an excellent performance, albeit with limited lines.

I’ve seen too many movies recently that moved much too slowly (Infernal Affairs II & III especially), and this was just another one on the pile. ★★☆