starting?

I've never done a blog before, but I think this is a good day to start with the blogging, because I'm sick as a dog, so I can't do very much else.

Kgirl and I went to see Brokeback Mountain last night- and though I knew it would be sad, I didn't expect to be dragged down into a temporary depression. The desperate gay cowboys - and the two bloody shirts at the end - it was almost too much! I was still thinking about it when I woke up this morning, and I'm still thinking about it now (though admittedly, as I've gotten progressively sicker as the day has gone on, I've been thinking more and more about myself). Regardless: very sad. Poor cowboys.

I also wonder whether Heath Ledger will be a viable contender for the Oscar - or if he'll even be nominated? I saw Capote last week, and Phillip Seymour Hoffman won the Golden Globe, and I think he'll probably win the Oscar. He was great - but it was such a perfect part. Whereas Ledger's performance was so much quieter....which is something I doubt the Academy gives recognition to. Over the last several years, with kudos repeatedly bestowed on mimic acting (to be sure, a lot of it incredible), it seems like there's less of a premium on creating characters.

In terms of the affects of Brokeback on my Sunday, I think it hasn't been helped by the music Brian introduced me to when I went to visit him this last weekend in North Carolina - Bent and Emiliana Torrini. Both incredible, but both a little blue, and adept at pulling me into depression. Still: if you haven't heard Baby Blue by Torrini, it's worth checking out to hear her say she keeps her daughter in a jar.