The hot temperatures of Summer have kept me indoors most days. With heat indexes hovering in the vicinity of the upper-90's, to just around 100 degrees, staying in an air conditioned environment is much more preferable to the suffocating humidity of the southern coast. For a time, anyway.
Then a slight case of 'cabin fever' came to call. Stress has been getting the better of me over the last couple of weeks, it's presence being felt through some really horrible dreams that were plaguing what little sleep I had been getting. My tortured sleep kept me clinging to the preferred state of being awake, and that coupled with the heat wasn't making me a happy camper.
It was also effecting my regular photography outings. My influx of new photos was slowed, and my head was far from feeling 'straight'. Photography has become my chief form of personal therapy. Whether I'm discovering a new place, or revisiting an old one, the creative and therapeutic values of photographing those things that move me to photograph them, are endless.
(Photos: Lisa Erin Brown)
A regular haunt of mine is one of the oldest cemeteries in Savannah, the Laurel Grove. (I have posted about my visits there before.) I have visited there a bunch of times, and always see something new. Sometimes it's a new headstone, or statue that catches my eye. Other times it's something I have seen and photographed before that I am seeing in a different way. The main constant of the time I spend there is the sense of peace and calm that pervades the place. Through a kind of spiritual osmosis, I draw on that energy. There in that historical 'gateway' of sorts, the quiet, calm, and beauty, make it my favorite place to escape into myself.
(Photo: Lisa Erin Brown)
I realize that some may think it macabre that I choose to walk among graves and mausoleums. If those people would do some Googling, they would learn that I don't stand alone. Far from it. Cemetery Photography is a huge interest, and there are many photographers that do it. My involvement in that niche of photography just started about 5 or so years ago. A trip to the Bonaventure Cemetery not long after I moved to Savannah started my interest. (I have also posted about some of my trips there.) Then I would find my way to the Catholic Cemetery, which has a much smaller old section (it's still in use today), but incredibly beautiful, too. Then I discovered Laurel Grove, and it has become my most visited place in Savannah.
(Photo: Lisa Erin Brown)
Yesterday, I was beyond ready for a trip into the heat to snap some pictures. The only way I was going to satisfy my antsy mind, was to brace myself, step out into the furnace, and head for some place quiet. The first place that came to mind was the Laurel Grove Cemetery, but that is what usually happens. It's peaceful, gorgeous, and no one bugs you. There are times when there are a couple of groundskeepers about mowing and the like, but for the most part it would just be me and my camera. The time was more than ripe, so I readied myself. After stopping along the way for a frappe, I headed over to the cemetery.
(Photos: Lisa Erin Brown)
Almost from the moment I pulled my car onto the grounds, I felt a sense of calm drape itself over me. Slowly turning onto one of the dirt drives, the first thing I noticed was a large tree that had fallen. A little work had been done to start the clearing process, but it was all there. The bulk of the trunk had fallen over a plot of graves, and although it looked to have knocked over some small headstones, the main damage was to the corner of an adjoining plots fence (above).
(Small frieze type sculpture on a headstone;
Photo: Lisa Erin Brown)
(A corner piece to one of the numerous old wrought iron fences that fill the cemetery...
I love the varying grades of patina on most of them;
Photo: Lisa Erin Brown)
(Photos: Lisa Erin Brown)
I made my way through the lower section of the cemetery as it is the part less traveled by me. I would explore an area on foot, and move my car...repeat as necessary. (I passed a homeless dude who was napping shirtless under a tree...I was glad that I was in my car at the time.) When passing along one plot, I saw...well, I wasn't sure what I saw, so I checked it out. It looked like something draped over a wrought iron fence. When I pulled close enough, I could see that it was a huge weathered tree trunk. As I approached it on foot, I could see what I would have not seen had I not walked over to the trunk. The tree that had been standing there obviously had done so for many, many years. The tell was the corner of a fence it had grown around. I tried to get some good shots of it, but there was a concrete pole facing it which made my job difficult. I had to hang myself over the concrete pole and wall in front of it at chaotic angles to get the above shots.
(Photo: Lisa Erin Brown)
(Photo: Lisa Erin Brown)
The grounds are filled with an array of different trees, so that helped with the intense rays from the sun. About halfway through my visit, some darker clouds started to move in and mingle with the white puffy ones. A slight breeze began to blow, which was very welcome. Distant thunder also grumbled in the distance. In a couple of areas of the cemetery there are sections of soldiers. As I was passing by one of those sections, the lines of small uniform headstones standing at attention, the thunder reminded me of distant canon fire. I almost expected to smell the hint of gunpowder in the breeze.
(Another small frieze on a tall headstone;
Photos: Lisa Erin Brown)
(Photos: Lisa Erin Brown)
Many of the older trees on the grounds show signs of wear. Battle scars from their various wars with the elements. The photo at the top of the above trio is of a rather large Crepe Myrtle. It caught my eye because of the heavy shroud of Spanish Moss (which covers most trees in Savannah), and the fact that it was the only pop of color I saw.
(Photo: Lisa Erin Brown)
By the time I left, roughly an hour and a half later, I had a wealth of new photos and was the epitome of calm. The sky had started to sprinkle me as I left Laurel Grove, and by the time I had gotten on the road home, the bottom fell out. A perfect ending to my therapy session.
I look forward to the next one...sooner rather than later.
There was a slight haze covering the horizon this evening. As the last remnants of the day's light started to wane just past sunset, I was starting to think that I might not get to see this month's Moon. I had already visited the marshes edge once to find nothing rising in the sky, so when I went back for a second time I wasn't hopeful that I would get to see anything from my vantage point.
(Photo: Lisa Erin Brown)
As I walked down the grassy bank and rounded the corner of the first building, there it was. Big and orange. Hanging there in all it's glory. I had to rush back to grab the camera and tripod (I hadn't bothered to bring them with me), and in the process really wrenched my knee. (I'm sure I'll truly feel it in the morning.) I toughed out my knee pain and the mosquitoes (the buggers were relentless tonight) long enough to snap off several shots. The tide was somewhat 'in', and even though there was a considerable amount of wrack covering the water's surface, there was a big enough gap in the dry blanket of floating grass to catch a bit of a reflection. The Full Capricorn Moon was beautiful. To the naked eye it appeared much larger than it does in my photos. Really gorgeous.
(Photo: Lisa Erin Brown)
Later, after giving it some time to rise a bit higher in the sky, I snapped a few of my "mood" shots I like to shoot. The haze I had perceived earlier was extremely diaphanous, and as there weren't any cloud formations to speak of, the sky on it's own was kind of dull. From a picture taking perspective, anyway. I plan B'd my remaining photos to the natural framework of the surrounding trees. I really like the eerie quality of the tiny mesh work of small branches and Spanish Moss. I ended up with several I'm pleased with.
July starts with a Full Moon in Capricorn, on July 3rd, that peaks at 2:52 PM/EST. Full of potent energy of the kinder and gentler sort, this Moon represents clarity, and the softening of one’s grip on things.
First, it is noteworthy that the Cardinal T-Square of the Sun, Pluto, and Uranus, ended on June 29th. However, the erratic energies created will be around through this first week of July. It’s best to keep your distance from those whose behavior seems driven by their own inner chaos. Stay away from the self-absorbed, and channel your attention to the positive energy being projected by the lovely Moon.
If you notice a lighter atmosphere, that’s due to the less tumultuous and oppressive energies that have been present over the last weeks. Things are beginning to flow again. If you feel the pull to finally open up about some things, do it. Not only will it help alleviate some stress or anxiety, things previously hidden may show themselves, speaking to the theme in this cycle of ‘clarity’.
The Capricorn Moon will be widely conjunct Pluto in Capricorn. This influence illuminates issues surrounding emotional ties/attachments. Do you have an intense attraction to someone? Is that person ‘right’ for you? Big picture clarity will focus things in a way that can empower change. Take advantage of this time to weigh relationships. Work to strengthen the ones that have value, and cut loose the ones that are damaging. Capricorn’s ruler, Saturn, is moving through air sign Libra’s final decant, and there isn’t really anything in close proximity. The energy here is pure Libra. This speaks to the needed end to some relationships, and the strengthening of others, as well. If an emotional connection needs to be severed, it is advised to act with respect. Act swiftly, but have the courtesy to do it face to face. Be sure that if any of these emotional issues are ones that have been ignored and avoided, Libra will keep them in the forefront until dealt with.
An approaching aspect to Uranus in Aries, and Pluto in Capricorn, focuses on our fear(s). During times of emotional turbulence, it is common (and understandable) for mental walls to be erected. This aspect says it is time for the destruction of those walls. Be prepared for possible surprises (those always seem to be lurking), but open up those parts of your inner self that you blocked off. Open up that inner power and own it. It’s okay to set-up your own personal boundaries, but those can be created without detriment to your openness.
Mercury in Leo is Trine Uranus in Aries (giving the Pluto/Uranus aspect a punch), and both are Sextile Venus in Gemini. You might experience the resurfacing of past relationships. The reunion(s) could very well shake up your long held views of the situation(s) leading up to the parting of ways. There is great potential for these reconnects to be positive ones, and some unanswered questions could be laid to rest. Creativity is also a theme here. You may experience a surge of creative energy. This is also a great time to get out and see a play, or enjoy some other activity of the arts.
("Capricorn", Artist: Jody Bergsma)
A rare Yod will be in effect, with Pluto in Capricorn Sextile Chiron in Pisces as the base, and Mercury in Leo at the apex. This makes for an odd union. The resulting energy could have some interesting results. To say that the energies are all over the place would be an understatement. Mercury is all about sharing thoughts and feelings, where Chiron and Pluto are about internalizing things. Leos might feel a tad confused as they might think someone took offence at something they said, when it is just the opposite (I’m a Leo and can be quite sarcastic, so I feel like that pretty regularly with or without this YOD…lol). Most of the Moon cycles over the last several months seem to have their own little ‘chaos bubbles’ of varying sizes, and this looks like this one’s. *grin*
After hanging around in Virgo for the last 7 months, Mars is more than ready for a change. Moving into Libra, Mars will be inconjunct Neptune in Pisces. Things won’t all be ‘beer and skittles’ here, as Mars likes a clear game plan and smooth sailing, and Neptune isn’t so stable. Walk softly around any situations that might seem tricky until after July 8th, when the aspect peaks.
Whether you start by dipping a toe, or plunging your whole foot into the pool of lovely full moonlight, feel free to stretch and enjoy some mental R&R. Yes, as always there are some things to look out for, but some much needed quality time with the ‘self’ is at hand. Walk your own path, treat others with respect (as well as yourself), and take advantage of the clear nourishing energy all around you.
(Note: If you are unfamiliar with some of the astrological terminology in my Moon post(s), here is a link to an online 'Astrology Dictionary' that you might find helpful. ~ Lisa)
"The Full Buck Moon ~ July: July is normally the month when the new antlers of buck deer push out of their foreheads in coatings of velvety fur. It was also often called the Full Thunder Moon, for the reason that thunderstorms are most frequent during this time. Another name for this month's Moon was the Full Hay Moon."
Today I felt a pull. The marsh was calling, asking why I hadn't visited in awhile. After all, it's right there on the other side of the far buildings.
At that point in the day I wasn't feeling 100%. What started as a spate of sleepless nights that began over a year ago, has turned into a continual stretch that disappears into the spent months that fall behind me. I have started getting some sleep lately. Welcome? Yes, but my body has been expressing its demands during the day. Not a conducive situation for accomplishing much during daylight hours.
(Photo: Lisa Erin Brown)
Forcing myself to stay awake until the night seemed the next logical course of action, but it was proving fruitless. When my system is ready to go into 'sleep mode' these days, there is no delaying it. I literally pass out. Have I gone through similar spells before? Yes. However, these oases of rest don't last long, the longer stretches of sleeplessness holding dominant sway. *sigh*
I was sleepy and I could feel my need for sleep rapidly growing , but I became determined to get out into the air. Take some photographs, breath some fresh air, even absorb some sun (and I don't get along with the sun...at all).
Camera in my hand. Headphones on with "What Does Anything Mean? Basically" by The Chameleons ready in the CD player. Leopard print kicks on my feet. Sunglasses perched on my nose. I was ready to meet the outside world.
To say it was hot here on the marsh would be a gross understatement. I think it was somewhere in the 80's, but with the suffocating humidity the south is known for, it felt like it was at least 100 degrees out there. Thankfully, I had a companion during my trek. A breeze. Without it tagging along, I don't think I would have stayed out as long as I did.
The dock remains continue to decay. I have no idea at what stage the plans are at in replacing it with the new dock (it's supposed to stretch from our marsh bank to the edge of the river), but what is there of the old dock is crumbling, tilting, and sinking. It kind of reminds me of the old decaying bones of a large animal, sinking into the bog to meld with the earth. I hope the plans for the replacement are moving along. Having a walkway to navigate above the grass covered marsh would open me up to a wealth of new things to photograph.
(Photo: Lisa Erin Brown)
A large portion of the marsh grasses are forming a swirled dry mat against the mud. Over by the dock remnants and back into the tidal creek behind our building, the mat continues. A chaotic collection of swirl patterns cover the surface looking like the aftermath of a wild night of mini-crop circle making. Actually, I wonder if the wide field of dry grass is testament to our low rainfall this year? We are well below where we should be.
It's interesting how negating the sounds of everyday life, and replacing them with music, can alter an experience. The haunting music of the Chameleons UK, coupled with the natural setting spreading out in front of me...sublime. Truly. Once I got around the corner of the end building by the dock and started up the marsh bank, I noticed an increase in the breezes. Extremely welcome. I had been expecting an onslaught of buzzing mosquitoes when I made it over that far to the banks of the expanse, but I don't think I encountered a one. Maneuvering the ethereal quality of the wind currents was keeping them at bay. My advance up the partially shaded bank was slow. I just observed. Absorbed.
Closer to the banks of the river the green of the grass continued, the channel of water obviously keeping them well supplied with moisture. The deep blue glassy surface of the Bull River cut a jagged band through the marsh, and past the yacht club by the bridge. I could see a few motor boats and a Jet Ski or two cutting it's surface, the blooms of white crests kicking up behind them.
(Photo: Lisa Erin Brown)
"Brother can you hear my voice
Every second that you cling to life
You have to feel alive"
~ from "Intrigue In Tangiers" by The Chameleons UK
Lyrics: Mark Burgess
I have been feeling a tad cerebral lately. Spending some quality time with my inner thoughts. A byproduct of my sleep deprivation? Possible. I think it's tied more to the fact that I have been a tad restless for awhile. I have ambitions. Dreams. I've been feeling my age creeping up on me. I'm in my 40's and in the grand scheme I know that's not "old". Not by today's standards anyway. People live longer. But do they live 'fuller'? In so many ways I need to start again. I'm more than ready to. I have been hanging in limbo, my hopes and dreams lazily floating on a stagnant pond that threatens to absorb them. To make them hopes mislaid and dreams forgotten.
There have been certain factors over the last several years that have complicated things, making it difficult to embark on these new adventures as soon as I would have liked. Sometimes things are not as cut and dried as we would like them to be. My stagnant period coming to an end is going to start transitioning for the better. Things I have waited on are coming to fruition. A key to moving forward? Yes, some locks are about to be opened. Soon. The bindings that I truly need to release are self sealed.
(Photo: Lisa Erin Brown)
I need to clear away all of the mental flotsam. Those annoying bits of clutter that make me second guess my self, and confuse my thought processes by throwing a stream of 'what ifs' into the mix. Over the long haul, it's kind of like snapping out of a somnambulists state where years have passed by. Years that should have been spent doing things. Creative things. Fulfilling things.
Standing on the sunlight and shade dappled marsh bank, the Chameleons music filling my ears, I looked out at the world. It's so difficult to articulate the intangible, especially when it pertains to the inner workings of the human...self. After weeks of telling myself that it's time for a change in perspective. Starting over...no...starting again. The past is history, and it is in the past. It is by no means over. Not in the lesson sense. The actual events may be over, historical, and unchangeable. I may have let go of a lot, but what is still with me is what I learned in the process. I hadn't felt the empowering strength that comes with life lessons. In that moment on the bank...I began to.
I have always been a big believer in the inner power each individual on this planet possesses. In a spiritual sense everyone has their own belief of what's going to get them through the day. An image, a book, a building. For me that's just an exercise in the mundane. Putting one's hopes and dreams somewhere else, with someone or something else. For me things are more metaphysical, more abstract. In our individual selves, we are each housing the energy to shape and mold our individual lives. Yes, outside forces can have their effect, but it starts with us.
(Photo: Lisa Erin Brown)
Buddhists believe that all living things are connected. Collective energy. Today, looking out at the pale blue sky, and the white puffs of clouds...watching the distant boats cut through the water, and the band of shoreline cat tails bow in the breeze...in that moment I did feel connected. Connected to life. More importantly connected within myself. Do I think it's that simple? It never seems to be, but I think most times it is. As Laozi said, "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step." I took that step today.
It has been awhile since I have written one of my more 'personal' posts. Shared some of my photographs with accompanying prose about the depicted walk or beach outing. That was my aim initially when I embarked on my picture taking stroll. But something else happened out there. Something more. Surrounded by nature, by the world, I was imbued with a serenity of mind that allowed me to get out of my own way. My mental chaos slowed, and I was able to achieve some focus. "Every second that you cling to life, you have to feel alive."
Since I started my blog awhile back, from time to time I
will express thoughts on films that I have either discovered by chance, or ones
that I have looked forward to seeing and…well, have seen. Silent films have become an interest of mine
(as is evident in my “Silent Film” section), and in the last several years
film franchises have factored in. I have
been a self-professed Harry Potter fan for years, jumping onto the Hogwarts
Express a tad later than my friends with only the first 3 volumes being out at
that time, but I would go on to ingest the rest of the books along with the
other fans. The films were all a part of
that. They never quite measured up to
the books, but film adaptations rarely do.
In my experience, anyway. (Blog
posts related to my views on the world of HP can be found in the ‘”Movies”
section of my blog.)
There is a film that I am currently jones-ing to see. “The Avengers”. You may be thinking, “It’s been out for a
bit, so why hasn’t she seen it yet?” The
answer is simple. My theater experience
since moving to Savannah was less than…satisfactory. While I lived in Los Angeles, I got a tad
spoiled. There was the occasional film I
would want to see that I would catch on the big screen. A theater with state of the art sound,
high-backed ‘clean’ seats with double leg room and seat arms that you could fold
back, and seating that was on a deeper grade so you wouldn’t have someone’s big
head in your way. Not the case
here. Things were a bit more ‘old
school’ here. Sticky floors, smaller
uncomfortable seats…not an experience I felt like shelling out today’s going
rate for theater tickets for. No, I am
waiting for “The Avengers” to hit DVD. I
am avoiding the written reviews, etc., so they don’t taint my
expectations…which are quite high, I can tell you.
(Scarlett Johansson as
"Black Widow")
As someone who loves the world of comics (big Wolverine fan)
I have done my part in priming myself for “The Avengers” by seeing the various
movies that have basically acted as set-up.
I started with both of the “Iron Man” films. Robert Downey Jr. is the perfect Tony
Stark. I have always thought him to be a
talented actor, but it’s as if the character were modeled for him. He looks so much like the comic book
character. He also does a superb job
bringing Stark to life. I had no doubts
that he would. One of my biggest pet
peeves about some actors is their proclivity to “scene chewing”. Downey does a bit of this from time to time,
but he’s such a fine and intelligent actor that when he does gnaw a bit, it
works. I did find him nibbling some here
and there in the “Iron Man” flicks, but it fit.
As far as other casting choices, Gwyneth Paltrow gives a fine turn as
Pepper Potts, and Jeff Bridges is fiendishly good as the two-faced Obadiah
Stane (Bridges has never been one to disappoint with any of his acting gigs,
either). We do see an appearance by
Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow (Scarlett Johansson), in film 2. An “Avengers” reference for the Iron Man
flicks. I recommend both “Iron Man” 1
(released 2008) & 2 (released 2010).
(Dominic Cooper as
"Howard Stark")
Then “Captain America: The First Avenger” (released 2011)
came out. Another great job of
casting. Chris Evans is a perfect Steve
Rogers/Captain America, and the effects department definitely earned their pay
when making him the scrawny Rogers for the first section of the film. Hugo Weaving portrays the evil Red Skull, and
as always puts in a great performance.
For those of you who have seen the film, you know that Howard Stark (Tony
Stark’s father) is a featured character.
When dealing with the parent of a character in another already produced
movie, some productions will bring in the actor from the ‘child’ role and make
them older to portray the parent. I am
glad they didn’t here. In my opinion it
would have been too predictable, and would have definitely elicited an eye-roll
from me. The actor portraying ‘Daddy’ Stark, Dominic Cooper, looks enough like
Downey Jr. and has enough of the flavoring of Downey Jr.’s performance to make
Cooper very believable in the role. There
are a couple of other notable appearances by Stanley Tucci as Dr. Erskine, and
Tommy Lee Jones as Col. Phillips. Jones’ appearances aren’t many, and Tucci
appears even less, but as always they give good turns in their roles. The last character crucial to the plot of the
film who only appears at the very end, is the one integral connection between
“Captain America: The First Avenger” and “The Avengers”…the appearance of Samuel
L. Jackson, as Nick Fury.
(The effects dept. did a great job turning Evans from a
scrawny guy, into "Captain America")
“But wait! Something
has been left out. There was a film
released a couple of months prior to the “Captain” hitting theaters. If you were thinking I had missed something
in my post, I am about to remedy that right now. My favorite of the films leading up to “The
Avengers”…”Thor”.
Actually, this post was going to be specifically about
“Thor”, but as it has been out for a bit and “The Avengers” (which the God of
Thunder is a part of) is getting a lot of noise these days it seemed logical to
flesh things out to include the bigger picture.
Moving right along…
For whatever reasons, I hadn’t been able to watch “Thor” in
its entirety prior to the Captain’s release.
I had caught glimpses of it when it was being watched in the living
room, but hadn’t planted myself to watch it from beginning to end. A situation that I didn’t rectify until
recently. Shocking, really. Without having seen the entire first film,
anyone who knows me knows that I am a huge fan of “Thor”. Well…Chris Hemsworth as Thor. Yes, I realize that I could be his mum (I
will point out that it would have been a teen pregnancy…thank you very much),
but I have a pulse. ‘Smitten’ as I am
about the physical embodiment of Hemsworth as Thor, I do have a decent
knowledge of the Asgardian mythos. I
played quite a lot of Dungeons & Dragons in my youth, and I have been an
avid reader of Fantasy for…well, forever.
I am not a walking encyclopedia of Thor comic book cannon like some, but
I know enough. It occurs to me that I
may have painted myself as a bit of a geek…not a geek at all. I would describe myself as…eclectic.
(Director, Kenneth Branagh, and "Thor", Chris Hemsworth)
Directed by the very talented Kenneth Branagh, “Thor” is a well-crafted
movie. I think that Branagh’s history
with Shakespeare and chivalry made him a great choice to helm things here. Equally, Chris Hemsworth gives an
appropriately “mighty” performance as the God of Thunder. He obviously was put through a massive
fitness regimen to sculpt his body, which adds to the strength and the swagger
of the character. Hemsworth’s height of
6’4”, and his rich voice also factor in to how well suited he is for the
part. I could go on and on about the
physical attributes of Hemsworth to the point of gushing, so I’ll move on a
bit.
The movie begins…oh, guess I should put in a little warning
here before I launch into specifics of the film. If you haven’t seen “Thor”, but plan to, you
might want to stop reading because there are some spoilers coming up. I do get detailed here and there in my
rundown. Okay…you’ve been warned…
I am happy to say that there isn’t a plodding build-up that
starts things off. Thor falls out of the
sky…why? The immediately recognizable
voice of Sir Anthony Hopkins starts to narrate, taking us to the city in the
cosmos known as Asgard. It’s there that
we learn he’s not only narrating, he is portraying the big kahuna, Odin the
Allfather. When we first encounter Thor
and his “brother” Loki, they are children and Odin is explaining to them what
it means to be king. After all, one of
them (Thor) will BE the next king.
Walking into the relic room, the three look on the casket containing the
source of power of the Frost Giants. The
casket is housed in the relic hall because it was the Asgardian’s who saved man
by defeating the Frost Giants, taking their source of power, sending them back
to Jotunheim, and forming a truce that brought peace to the cosmos. It may fall on one of the boys to retain that
peace during their reign. Boy Thor lashes
at the air saying that he would go to war with them and slay them all, just
like Odin had done. Then Odin says some
key words. “A wise king never seeks out
war, but he must always be ready for it.”
We then skip into the future, and Thor is a young man. It is the day he is to be made king of
Asgard. A smile emblazoned on his face,
he swaggers through the crowded hall to his destiny, his good natured ego
beaming from him like a rock star.
Silencing the crowd, Odin begins the proceedings. Just as he is about to name Thor king, he
senses something. What the…Frost Giants
have broken into Asgard! They are there
to steal back the casket of the Frost Giants.
It is then that a rather bad ass armored figure appears through a
disappearing wall. A figure known as ‘The
Destroyer’. A thick beam of light shoots
from The Destroyer’s head, slaughtering the Giants. (Think ‘Cyclops’ on steroids…X-Men
reference.) Thor is angered. He can’t believe they were able to break
their way in, and the only thing to do is to go to war! Odin feels that war isn’t called for. After all it was just a few rogue Frost
Giants. Why start a war over a few? Thor is determined. “I as King…”
“But you’re NOT king! Not
yet.” Thor looks extremely wounded, and
beyond frustrated. Odin forbids him to
do anything.
(Chris Hemsworth as "Thor", and Sir Anthony Hopkins as "Odin Allfather")
I feel the need to give one more “Spoiler Alert” as I am
about to get into some specifics that will definitely take the surprise element
out of the equation for people who have a) not seen the movie, and b) don’t
know the plotline already. Having warned you twice, I shall proceed.
("Mjolnir")
Thor is extremely frustrated as he is itching to ‘Hammer’
some Giants. Ah, yes…Thor’s Hammer,
Mjolnir (pronounced MYOL-n(ee)r). Forged
from the heart of a dying star, on an enchanted forge. It summons the elements of storms (lightning,
rain, wind). Thor can not only summon it
at will, when he throws it, it returns to him (think a boomerang effect). He can also create incredible upheavals by
stamping it on the ground. It is capable
of more, but you get the gist. Thor is the
God of Thunder. Thor is a major bad-ass!
("Frost Giants")
During all of this, Loki (Tom Hiddleston) is watching. For those who don’t know, Loki is a sly
trickster. Very manipulative. He knows just what to say to Thor to get him
to go to Jotunheim (home of the Frost Giants), without really looking like he’s
trying to get Thor to go there. Thor is convinced
and good to go. He uses his immense charm to convince his battle pals to go
with him. So, with Volstagg (Ray Stevenson), Hogun (Tadanobu Asano), Fandral
(Josh Dallas), and Sif (Jaimie Alexander) in tow, Thor and Loki head to the
gate. Heimdall (Idris Elba) is rather
pissed at the Frost Giants for finding a way to get by him, so he aids the
forbidden mission and “beams” them to Jotunheim. Needless to say, a battle ensues, Giants are
killed, and Thor kicks some major butt.
We learn from the Frost Giant king, King Laufey (Colm Feore), that
Asgard has a traitor, and that’s how the Giants were able to break in. We also learn that Loki isn’t what he seems. He
is actually a Frost Giant. Just as things look like they are going to start
getting really bad for our band of heroes, Odin shows up and does his best to
calm things down. Things are obviously
not going to be that easy, but the Giant king reluctantly lets them go. Boy, is Thor going to get a talking to.
A fight is had between the two Gods. Odin calls Thor “a vane, greedy, cruel boy”,
and Thor calls Odin “an old man and a fool”.
Odin declares Thor unworthy, stripping him of his Hammer, his power,
everything. He then banishes him to
Earth as a mortal man, telling him he needs to learn some humility. Right after Thor goes hurtling off to Earth,
Odin lifts Mjolnir saying over it, “Whosoever holds this hammer, if he be
worthy, shall possess the power of Thor.”
He then throws it to Earth, as well.
Now we’re back to the beginning of the movie when Thor plummeted to
Earth, and is found by Jane Foster (Natalie Portman), Darcy Lewis (Kat
Dennings), and Erik Selvig (Stellan Skarsgard).
(Tom Hiddleston as "Loki")
Throwing this plot nugget from Asgard in here…Loki confronts
Odin wanting to know why Odin didn’t tell him he is really a Frost Giant. There is a rather poignant scene of Odin
describing how he found Loki and made him a member of his family, raising and
loving him as his own. We also see that
Odin is rather exhausted. Falling to the
ground, he is consumed by Odinsleep. (I
will tell you what that is in a bit…if you don’t know what Odinsleep means.)
('Mortal Thor': "This mortal form grows weak. I need sustenance!")
(Thor tries to lift Mjolnir)
Back to Earth (a.k.a. Midgard). Hemsworth does a superb job
of acting like a walking anachronism. Initially he feels such superiority to
the inhabitants of this little planet.
Throughout his performance there is something so endearing about him,
even when his ego is showing. Humor is
an element, but they don’t hit you over the head with it. From Darcy ‘Tazing’ him when they find him,
to him expressing his approval of coffee and then smashing his cup on the diner
floor. He may act a bit of the warrior,
but he is also quite intelligent.
Thoughtful even. His initial belligerence
subsides. Especially when he learns that
a certain item has been found out in the desert about 50 miles away. A farmer has found Mjolnir. Guys have lined up and no one can lift
it. No surprises there…the one who wields
Mjolnir has to be worthy. The feds get
involved, surround the Hammer, and also seize all of Jane’s scientific
equipment. Thor is still in town (there
is a funny bit where he goes into a pet store asking for a horse), so Jane
finds him and drives him to Mjolnir. After fighting his way in, Thor reaches
Mjolnir only to find that he can’t lift it.
The Hammer won’t budge. He has a few things to learn before he is worthy
again. The scene of Thor strolling into
the wet environment, his muscles rippling under his drenched t-shirt, goes from
a nice beefcake moment, to a moment of defeat and sympathy. As someone who is familiar with the chain of
events in the story, that moment where he finds that he is unable to lift his
old friend is so sad. Hemsworth projects
the defeat and deflation of Thor’s ego with great effect. His face shows his resignation. I will throw in that it is during this scene
that we get our “Avengers” nod. High
above Thor in a Cherry Picker cage of sorts, is Clint Barton/Hawkeye (Jeremy
Renner).
(Thor sits defeated)
Back to Asgard. Odin has fallen into Odinsleep. It's a deep sleep that falls over him when he needs to replenish/recharge the Odinforce. The duration of the sleep varies, but while he is in that state he is extremely vulnerable. So, Odin is having his snooze, Thor has been made mortal and banished to Earth...guess who makes himself king? Loki's helping the Frost Giants is revealed to the audience, and his next order of business is to take Thor out of the equation.
Back to Earth. Thor’s adventuring pals show up. (They don’t
like the new deal of Loki making himself king.) Thor learns that Loki
lied. The “brother” he thought he could
trust sends ‘The Destroyer’ to Earth to kill the mortal Thor. What is Thor’s
first thought? To save the mortals. Directing all the nearby mortals to go to
safety, a huge fight breaks out between the Asgardians and the Destroyer. Then Thor makes a move that would have been
uncharacteristic for the old Thor. Putting others above himself, Thor walks
forward accepting his fate. He knows that the Destroyer is just meant to kill
him, and if that happens, it will leave and return to Asgard. Thor feels that
if making his life forfeit saves everyone else, then so be it. A heartfelt speech is made by Thor as he
approaches his demise, BUT…from deep in his Odinsleep, Odin hears him and knows
that he has learned the lessons Odin hoped he would. We see a tear rolling out of the corner of
one of Odin’s closed eyes, as the Destroyer knocks the stuffing out of
Thor. Jane Foster cries over the fallen
Thor, all believing that he is dead. Of
course he’s not dead, people! HE’S
THOR!!! I do have to admit that, even
though I know that, I did get a little choked up seeing my hero lying there.
("The Destroyer")
In true hero movie form, the seemingly broken Thor lies
still, but over in the place it first landed, Mjolnir senses that Thor is
worthy. With a thunderous crack, Mjolnir bursts into the air heading to its
master. (I knew this was coming, and
found myself talking to the gal on the screen.
“Jane, you better get out of the way, or you might lose something vital!”) Mjolnir thrusting itself into his hand, Thor
is back. His power surges into him. His Thor garb falls into place. Wind and lightning fill the air around him as
he turns to the Destroyer. Needless to
say, he makes pretty quick work of it.
Thor returns to Asgard to confront Loki. He finds Loki about to kill the entire race
of Frost Giants to prove to Odin that he is the more worthy king. The Thor who at one time wanted to eradicate
the Giants himself, is now defending them.
“Why destroy an entire race?”
Loki lashes out demanding that Thor fight him, but Thor won’t attack his
“brother”. It’s only after calling Thor “soft”,
and threatening Jane, that Thor engages him.
The battle between the two rages until Thor has had enough, blowing Loki
off his feet. (I love that to keep Loki
where he lands, Thor places Mjolnir on Loki’s chest…after all, Loki can’t move
it. He’s not worthy. *grin*)
("Bifrost" a.k.a. "The Rainbow Bridge")
Thor turns to the gate that Loki has opened to send
destruction to Jotunheim. Loki has used
his Frost Giant abilities to get the ball rolling. Even Thor’s strength can’t get him across
Bifrost (a.k.a. the Rainbow Bridge) to stop things. So…Thor does the only thing he can. Summoning Mjolnir to his hand, he smashes the
bridge breaking the gate away. With each
Hammer strike, Odin starts to come out of his deep sleep. The bridge shatters,
exploding into bits, the gate falling away.
Then Odin is there hanging onto Thor who is dangling over the edge, Loki
dangling from him. Feeling defeated, a teary-eyed Loki lets go falling into the
closing rift and disappears.
(Chris Hemsworth as "Thor",
Natalie Portman as "Jane Foster")
The movie ends with a moving father-son moment between Thor
and Odin. Also, Thor and Jane are pining
for one another. Oh yeah…there was a
small love story between Thor and Jane.
I did kind of gloss over that. It
is an element of the plot, but interestingly it wasn’t a huge one. Not as I saw it anyway. Their meeting did help Thor learn a few
things that led him back to his powers and Asgard. They do have one kiss before Thor returns
home to Asgard to square off with Loki, but other than that it’s free of any ‘gratuitous
naughty bits’. Kind of refreshing,
actually. Most films these days either
have a heavy sex scene, or strategically placed boobs and/or butts. I’m glad to say that someone out there still
believes that a solid, entertaining, well-crafted movie can be made free of
what sadly have become genre stereo-types.
Okay, yes, we did see Hemsworth without his shirt, but that was…integral
to the plot. (That’s my story, and I’m
sticking to it.)
Bifrost is broken making it very difficult to get to Midgard
(Earth), but in a side note there are other portals and other ways to get
around the 9 realms and get to Earth. I’m sure we’ll see about that in “Thor 2”,
which is scheduled for release some time in 2013. IMDB.com does have a listing up for it, and
for the most part the original cast is back for part 2. I have seen a little intel about the
production, and apparently they had been having trouble nailing down a director
for it. The first couple bowed out due
to "artistic differences”. Branagh
was approached about directing the second since he had directed the first, but
it appears that he declined because of the short production schedule the studio
is giving it. I’ll be curious to see who finally lands the gig. One thing I am wary of is the reported “short
production schedule”. I like the first one so much. I hope that a fast shooting schedule doesn’t
translate to a less than acceptable sequel. Unfortunately, that seems to have
become the norm with sequels. Knocking
wood…
You may still think that I left something out of my above
critiques. You would be right. I didn’t really say much about “The Hulk”. Not a thing about either film. The first was terrible…couldn’t sit through
it. The second was a bit better, but…couldn’t
sit through it. I will eventually see
the second one with Ed Norton playing Bruce Banner/Hulk. Until that time I’ll refrain from comment on
it.
("The Avengers" director, Joss Whedon, and Chris Hemsworth as "Thor")
Next up is “The Avengers”.
I am waiting patiently for the DVD release, so I can watch it in the comfort
of my own home. No sticky floors, or too
small seats. No big heads in my
way. With that cast, and Joss Whedon
directing (big fan since the “Buffy” days), I know it’s going to be great. I mean, come on. It has THOR in it!!! *grin*
Here are some links to IMDB pages related to the films in this post...past, present, and future...for those interested:
