So, apparently, there are a lot of people in Toyon who are into computer gaming. Even... gasp... some girls, whom, I have, in the past found to be disappointing, but I'd love to have my opinion changed. DotA? StarCraft? We shall see.
Also, most unexpectedly, on Friday night, when I was just sick of seeing all the extremely loud and extremely inebriated people going around in the dorm, I sat down and started to watch Devdas - a prime example of one of Indian cinema's most over-the-top and and a-hundred-times-more-overacted-than-usual movies, which required so much lighting for the sets that they had to sort-of build a miniature power generation plant of their own and which had such enormous production costs that the producers were worried about whether they'd even break even or not. Fortunately for them, they did break even. The movie, at 182 minutes, is just slightly longer than the average expectation of a well-adjusted Indian; however, it is much too much for any expectation from the average well-adjusted American, about five of whom, to my utter disbelief, decided to watch the movie with me. Of course, once the movie crossed the two-hour mark and seemed to be getting nowhere except for some good songs and extremely poetic dialogue badly translated into what seemed like sixteenth century English in the subtitles, I foreshadowed a little bit and told them that the movie would end when the protagonist died. After that, the larger part of the room was clamouring for the protagonist's death, which, as it happened, came almost precisely at 2am by my clock. That was Friday.
I've also recently finished watching a most hilarious anime by the name of The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya (or 涼宮ハルヒの憂鬱). The first episode should get you into it and it's not too big. Only fourteen episodes, which can be accommodated easily into almost anyone's schedule. Also, don't blame me if you fall in love with the opening titles.
Also, most unexpectedly, on Friday night, when I was just sick of seeing all the extremely loud and extremely inebriated people going around in the dorm, I sat down and started to watch Devdas - a prime example of one of Indian cinema's most over-the-top and and a-hundred-times-more-overacted-than-usual movies, which required so much lighting for the sets that they had to sort-of build a miniature power generation plant of their own and which had such enormous production costs that the producers were worried about whether they'd even break even or not. Fortunately for them, they did break even. The movie, at 182 minutes, is just slightly longer than the average expectation of a well-adjusted Indian; however, it is much too much for any expectation from the average well-adjusted American, about five of whom, to my utter disbelief, decided to watch the movie with me. Of course, once the movie crossed the two-hour mark and seemed to be getting nowhere except for some good songs and extremely poetic dialogue badly translated into what seemed like sixteenth century English in the subtitles, I foreshadowed a little bit and told them that the movie would end when the protagonist died. After that, the larger part of the room was clamouring for the protagonist's death, which, as it happened, came almost precisely at 2am by my clock. That was Friday.
I've also recently finished watching a most hilarious anime by the name of The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya (or 涼宮ハルヒの憂鬱). The first episode should get you into it and it's not too big. Only fourteen episodes, which can be accommodated easily into almost anyone's schedule. Also, don't blame me if you fall in love with the opening titles.
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