the horrible and the miserable

Woody Allen said in Annie Hall,

I feel that life is divided into the horrible and the miserable. That’s the two categories. The horrible are like, I don’t know, terminal cases, you know, and blind people, crippled. I don’t know how they get through life. It’s amazing to me. And the miserable is everyone else. So you should be thankful that you’re miserable, because that’s very lucky, to be miserable.

As I said, I think of him often because I feel miserable…I decide not to make it horrible though.


no love, no death

I am officially 27 today. Cannot really believe it. Ten years ago I imagined I would have been dead at 26. That’s because all of my icons at that time died at 26. Of course, I also imagined that I would have achieved many things like my icons at 26, say writing a couple of novels and suffering from a couple of relationships. Ooops! I have achieved none of them in reality…no love, no death…

What else can I do except re-watching Love and Death?

 The important thing, I think, is not to be bitter… if it turns out that there is a God, I don’t think that He’s evil. I think that the worst you can say about Him is that basically He’s an underachiever. After all, there are worse things in life than death. If you’ve ever spent an evening with an insurance salesman, you know what I’m talking about. The key is, to not think of death as an end, but as more of a very effective way to cut down on your expenses. Regarding love, heh, what can you say? It’s not the quantity of your sexual relations that counts. It’s the quality. On the other hand if the quantity drops below once every eight months, I would definitely look into it. Well, that’s about it for me folks. Goodbye.

Annie Hall (1977)

Alvy:  So what – you-you’re not gonna come back to New York?
Annie: What’s so great about New York? I mean, it’s a dying city. You read Death in Venice.
Alvy: Hey, you didn’t read Death in Venice till I bought it for ya.
Annie: That’s right, that’s right. You only gave me books with the word ‘death’ in the titles.
Alvy: That’s right, ’cause it’s an important issue.
Annie: Alvy, you’re incapable of enjoying life, you know that? I mean you’re like New York City. You’re just this person. You’re like this island unto yourself.
Alvy: I can’t enjoy anything unless everybody is. If one guy is starving someplace, that puts a crimp in my evening.

Vicky Cristina Barcelona (2008)

Vicky Cristina Barcelona Dir/Scr. Woody Allen. Perf. Rebecca Hall, Scarlett Johansson and Javier Bardem. 2008.

I got to know a writer in Beijing by accident. He stuttered when he was young and was often made fun by his classmates in his hometown, Sichuan. When he arrived in Beijing, he suddenly became famous and attracted a lot of fans. Finally he stopped stuttering and became a rather good speaker in public.

I thought of him when I watched this movie by Woody Allen. I guess you know my feelings.