Control

Today the Castros and everyone's favorite Korean, Richard and I went to see the long anticipated film, Control. It's a story about Ian Curtis from his late teen years until his suicide which i guess was about 6 years of a hot mess. The story is pretty accurate from what I know of the Joy Division front man. They showed the Epilepsy, the pill use, the great songwriting ability, the upper cut punch dance, and the suicide. It was a very well made film. I would imagine it's hard to make a film about such a mystery as was Ian Curtis. He never really vented, he was a trooper for the most part, but sadness and inability to cope with his illness, love, and the band got the best of him. He vented though song but yet at times he hated performing. Anyway, the film is good. I give it a 7.333 (Goodfellas being a 10, great directing, great actors, great costumes, great music, great story line, great everything). During the film you get to hear a lot of great JD tunes, including my favorite Digital. In the ending scene when he commits suicide and his wife finds him, and the music starts it's so fucken sad that i considered crying but didn't for fear that I may find myself crying for reasons outside of the film and not for the film itself. If you didn't understand that it's ok I don't expect you to. So whatever. go watch the film, and go home and throw on your copy of Unknown Pleasures.
I think I should get Control tattooed on my right wrist. Not only because I am as many of you may know a control freak, but I control things with my right hand, I also love the song She's Lost Control (for obvs. reasons), and I also have fond memories of the song Control by Janet Jackson. When I was a kid my sister Lili and I created a dance routine to the song Control and we would make my cousins dance to it when they would come over in the summers. Control is essential in life. You need to take control of your emotions, your mind, your heart, your job, your financial situation, and most importantly your peace of mind. This weekend I kinda of feel like a terrible person because I had to abstain from talking to a certain person who has no control of his/her life and in return was making me lose my peace of mind. That person will probably never read this and that is fine. There are people out there that come to you when things are great and want to celebrate that with you either with a phone call or a high five, but there are those who only come to you when things are shitty, want you to hear them out, whine whine whine, and then when things are well again they could give a rats ass about you. I have no problem with people coming to me and sharing what they are going through because if there's one thing I enjoy in life is making others life easier. If me listening to you is going to make you feel better, or if my assistance can be of any help in anyway then by all means hollar. I am one of those people who does enjoy actively listening to others, and if my bitchface can help you feel better then great. But if you are just gonna come whine whine whine, ask for advice, and pretend we never spoke about anything then forget you. I whole heartedly give things without expectations and there's a difference when it comes to folks who are advantageous (?), and those who are just having a crappy set of days and need a set of ears and a hug. Pretty much what I am saying is i hate being taken advantage of and I hate being taken for granted. We all have problems, some might be bigger than others, but we need to learn to take control of these things. I now blog, others snap, and bitch.