Crash

Crash Movie Poster“It’s the sense of touch. In any real city, you walk, you know? You brush past people, people bump into you. In L.A., nobody touches you. We’re always behind this metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something.”

While the quote is in relation to the placement of the movie, I think the same can be said for most cities in the world. We go about our day without really looking at the other people around us… it’s one of the things I really think about and this movie makes me think even more.

I like to think that I have grown up without prejudice, my mum taught us that people are people and not colours. Not from anything she said, I mean she didn’t sit us down and tell us that everyone is the same and that no one person is better than another but in her actions I never saw her look down on anyone, she never openly critisised someone based on their race, cultural beliefs or religion.

Sure some people were “morons”, or “idiot drivers”, but they weren’t “Asian drivers” or “Wog drivers”. And I think that as kids we learn our prejudices from our parents and for most of us those prejudices will influence the rest of our lives.
The movie Crash was thought provoking. I began watching it thinking it wasn’t much of a movie, the interweaving of characters and plotlines is certainly nothing new and we’ve had a run of them of late. The ones I thought of during the movie were Love Actually, and Go. But Crash was more… Crash was a serious look at our prejudices. Our belief that even those of us who see themselves as non-racists still have an inkling of pre-conceived opinion based on colour, race, religion regardless of our status in life.

I’m forced to look at my own life and note that I do not openly or knowingly form opinions of any one culture, to be honest I think the whole human race is a little flawed. But I do note that when I describe someone, for any reason, their race may come into it. While I don’t see it as a form of racism to say, “check out that guy” and when asked “which one?”, I reply “The Asian dude”. But I can honestly say I don’t recall myself ever saying, “The white guy”.

So yeah sometimes colour comes into it… but for me it is never in a derogitory way or with a preconcieved opinion. For me it is only ever used as a reference to a characteristic of an individual.

I’m not sure I’ve captured the essence of what I wanted this posting to be about… I’ve just finished watching the movie and it’s all still tumbling around in my head so it’s a little muddled right now. Maybe I’ll come back to this later.

All I want to leave you with is the need to see the movie. Crash, I think it deserved the Acadamy Award. Oh and Ryan Phillippe is pretty hot… ;)

Most Played Artists

Jason Mraz

I’ve recently signed up to a service called iLike. It adds a pane to iTunes and recommends artists dependent on what you’re currently listening to. The artists it offers have both free music and pay for music.

Not a bad service, but you do have to be willing to share a little bit of information, it uploads to the server every time you play a song and records it on your profile. Check it out at ilike.com.

According to the site, my top 20 artists are;

  1. Jason Mraz [431]
  2. Pink [270]
  3. Janet Jackson [268]
  4. Prince [265]
  5. Pet Shop Boys [260]
  6. Cyndi Lauper [237]
  7. Madonna [205]
  8. Texas [194]
  9. Scissor Sisters [190]
  10. Alanis Morissette [177]
  11. Christina Aguilera [158]
  12. Eurythmics [133]
  13. Jesse McCartney [132]
  14. Kylie Minogue [122]
  15. Sarah McLachlan [113]
  16. Dixie Chicks [101]
  17. Howie Day [96]
  18. ABBA [94]
  19. George Michael [91]
  20. Annie Lennox [89]

These stats are only since the last time I formatted my computer, and I’ve only recently started syncing my iPod in a way that records to plays from it back to the computer. So while they are not total and accurate, I’d have to say they are a fair indication of my musical taste.

Those that just missed out of the top 20 include, Deborah Gibson, Garbage, Nelly Furtado, Teddy Geiger.