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Courtney Hoskins

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Taken by Taken

My friends and I have been watching the miniseries "Taken" that was on the SciFi channel a while ago. I had already seen it, but watching it again has really made me appreciate the writing, especially for a show about aliens! I have gathered some of my favorite quotes, spoken by the character Allie Keys (played by Dakota Fanning).

My mom told me once that when you're afraid of something, what you want more than anything else is to make it go away. You want your life back to the way it was before you found out that there was something to be afraid of. You want to build a high wall and live your old life behind it. But nothing ever stays the same. That's not your old life at all. That's your new life with a wall around it. Your choice is not about going back to the way things were. Your choice is about hiding, or about going right to the heart of the thing that scares you.

You know in cartoons, the way someone can run off a cliff and they're fine, they don't fall until they look down? My mom always said that was the secret of life. Never look down. But it's more than that. It's not just about not looking. It's about not ever realizing that you're in the middle of the air and you don't know how to fly.

Some people have given up all hope of anything in their lives ever changing. They just go on with it day by day, and if something were to come along and make things different they probably wouldn't even notice it right off, except for that kind of nervous feeling you get in your stomach. My mom and I used to call that "the car trip feeling," because it was how I'd feel whenever I knew we were going to go somewhere far away or somewhere new.

People like to examine the things that frighten them, to look at them and give them names, so saints look for God, and scientists look for evidence. They're both just trying to take away the mystery, to take away the fear.

We all like to think that we have some control over the events in our lives, and a lot of the time we can fool ourselves into thinking that we really are in charge. But then something happens to remind us that the world runs by its own rules and not ours and that we're just along for the ride.

The world is made up of the big things that happen and the small ones. And the part that's so unfair is that we call them "big" and "small", because when something happens to you, when you lose something or someone that you really care about, that's all there is. The world may be blowing up around you, but you don't care about that. You don't care about that at all.

I have this idea about why people do the terrible things they do. Same reason little kids push each other on the schoolyard. If you're the one doing the pushing, then you're not going to be the one who gets pushed. If you're the monster, then nothing will be waiting in the shadows to jump out at you. It's pretty simple, really. People do the terrible things they do because they're scared.

We're all standing on the edge of a cliff, all the time, every day, a cliff we're all going over. Our choice isn't about that. Our choice is about whether we want to go kicking and screaming or whether we might want to open our eyes and our hearts to what happens once we start to fall.

Some people put a lot of work into their lawn, as if a patch of green grass was the most important thing in the world. As if they thought that as long as the lawn out front was green and mowed and beautiful, it wouldn't matter at all what was going on inside of the house.

People move through their lives sometimes without really thinking about where they're going. Days pile up, and they get sadder and lonelier without really knowing why they're so sad or how they got so lonely. Then something happens. They meet someone who looks a certain way or has something in their smile. Maybe that's all that falling in love is; finding someone who makes you feel a little less alone.

People talk a lot as if the most important thing in life is to always see things for what they really are. But everything we do, every plan we make, is kind of a lie. We're closing our eyes and pretending that the day won't ever come when we won't need to make any more plans. Hope is the biggest lie there is, and it is the best. We have to keep going as if it all mattered, or else we wouldn't keep going at all.

People say that when we grow up, we kick at everything we've been told, we rebel against the world our parents worked so hard to bring us into, that part of growing of is kicking at the ties that bind. But I don't think that's why we kick at all. I think we kick when we find out that our parents don't know much more about the world than we do. They don't have all the answers. We rebel when we find out that they've been lying to us all along, that there isn't any Santa Claus at all.

Is every moment of our lives built into us before we're born? If it is, does that make us less responsible for the things we do? Or is the responsibility built in too? After you hit the ball, do you stand and wait to see if it goes out, or do you start running and let nature take its course?

What makes a man who he is? Is it the worst things he's ever done, or the best things he wants to be? When you find yourself in the middle of your life and you're nowhere near of where you were going, how do you find the way from the person you've become to the one you know you could have been?

My mother always talked to me a lot about the sky. She liked to watch the clouds in the day, and the stars at night... especially the stars. We would play a game sometimes, a game called, what's beyond the sky. We would imagine darkness, or a blinding light, or something else that we didn't know how to name. But of course, that was just a game. There's nothing beyond the sky. The sky just is, and it goes on and on, and we'll play all of our games beneath it.

People are lonely in this world for lots of different reasons. Some people have something in their disposition. Maybe they were just born too mean, or maybe they were born too tender. But most people are brought to where they are by circumstance, by calamity or a broken heart or something else happening in their lives that wasn't anything they planned on. People are lonely in this world for lots of different reasons. The one thing that I do know is, it doesn't matter what any one of them might tell you--nobody wants to be alone.

The hardest thing you'll ever learn is how to say goodbye.

tags: alien abduction, allie keys, dakota fanning, quotes, scifi, steven spielberg, taken, ufo
categories: film and television, ufos
Wednesday 04.22.09
Posted by Courtney Hoskins
 

Don't Vote. Wait... what?

The original sarcasm video went viral and prompted thousands to go and register to vote (reverse psychology works every time... or doesn't it?)  This is Steven Spielberg's remake (or a spoof remake, anyway).  I think it's hilarious.  You know, just in case you aren't one of the people swayed by reverse psychology: Oh, and if you live in the USA and are registered, go vote.  Even if you're cynical about it.  Seriously, we are required to do so little to actually live in this country is it really that big of an inconvence to make some federal-level choices once every four years?

Don’t Vote

tags: don't vote, elections, spoof, steven spielberg, vote, youtube
categories: geek outs, web development
Thursday 10.30.08
Posted by Courtney Hoskins
Comments: 1
 

Day Five- Hitting the Wall

So today was the big Indiana Jones premiere and all I felt I could do was sleep! I am still seriously jet lagged and did way too much too fast when I got here. Plus, the access/no access security check point stand in a line all day thing really wears you out after a while. It’s like going to the airport for fun. Even the lawn is "forbidded" here:

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This is actually a common complaint of festival-goers. Nothing is explained to you here. Access to certain places seems to be granted and denied at the whim of whoever. Not only that, but there’s this fatalistic attitude that goes along with the whole thing- as if nothing can be done to make anything clearer. That’s just the way it is. “This space is now closed,” one guard said to me. “Oh, okay. Well, what time is it usually opened?” I asked. “Not now.”

Oh... Thanks for the help. I guess as long as it's not "now," I can go in.

Indiana Jones was a mob scene. I was pushed from one end of the carpet (no access) to the other (limited access) and then back again, all the while being accosted by people demanding if I had “un ticket de plus” that they could have. I ended up being late for the big red carpet entrance and had to wait as the movie stars made their way up the carpet. After all, the last thing you want in a picture of a star on the red carpet is a normal person in the background! Normally, I wouldn’t mind, but this meant that by the time I got to the top, I was ushered into a sort of overflow room and wasn‘t allowed to sit in the larger theatre. This was an extreme disappointment to me, as I went to great lengths to secure a ticket in the main auditorium so that I could share the film with its director. That was the whole point, in fact. I didn’t quite see the point in reserving a ticket if the space was not… reserved. I still got to see the film, but no Spielberg. I’d have just gone to the earlier screening that did not demand formal dress if I had known that would be the case. Still, I think I looked okay- even though my phone somehow skewed/warped the image…

Courtney Hoskins at the premier of Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull

Courtney Hoskins at the premier of Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull

I'm really not that diagonal...

After the film, I ended up by the back exit where the movie stars and their entourage leave. This is where I had seen Woody Allen the night before. I decided to stick around, just in case Stevo and the cast decided to show up. I ended up in the paparazzi mob- which is not a place I ever wish to find myself again. And that’s about all I got photos of:

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I did see the back of Goldie Hawn’s head, Faye Dunaway, some guy named Giles, some woman named Denise (or a guy named Denny- it’s hard to tell with the French accents) and a woman who looked like Kirsten Dunst (but who I don’t think was). I think the people from the film had left by the time I got there. No Spielberg.

Oh, there was one famous woman I did see: Salma Hayek. In fact, as I mentioned, I arrived at the same time as the stars. We had to move around the red carpet to get to the steps. When I arrived at the steps, I heard the paparazzi scream “Salma!” I turned to my right, and there she was. So, we climbed the red steps together and we left the film together.

This is particularly funny to me, as Salma Hayek and I have a bit of a “history” together at Cannes: When I was an intern here in 1999, I got to be “the list holder” for a swanky party- if they didn't have their invite, they came to me. This beautiful woman was sent to me because she didn’t have her invitation. She looked at me, perplexed. “Hayek? Salma Hayek?” What can I say? Her name wasn’t on the list! I didn’t know what to say. Luckily, a herd of official people ran out of the party to grab her and bring her in, saving me the embarrassment of putting her in an armlock and throwing her out (I'm mean like that). Still, I felt like an idiot. Telling her she wasn’t on the list was bad enough!

Flash forward nine years and not only do I know who she is (heck, one of the companies I worked for in New York did the special effects for Frieda), but here we are on the same side of the fence this time. Only, I was the one denied entry and no one ran out to grab me and bring me in…

That and the film made it a good night. None of the access/denial crap mattered once the movie started. I loved it. I think it’s going to get a mixed reception by the fans, but this fan adored it. It was fun, and Indy and... yeah. I thought it was good.

tags: Cannes film festival, celebritites, indiana jones, steven spielberg
categories: Uncategorized
Monday 05.19.08
Posted by Courtney Hoskins
Comments: 2
 

Poor little Callisto...

...experiencing technical difficulties. Where did Callisto go? My original file is gone! :( (Non video types, skip to the end of this paragraph) I'm trying to get the digital recording from the betacam back online. I copied it to a digital 8mm tape, but got rid of that camera, so I can't recapture the video. I ordered a digital 8 camera from ebay but wound up with... a camera that records to DVDs? Not at all what I need. There, nerd talk over.

I FINALLY have the camera now and plan to get that and other neglected videos back online (including one that didn't even make it onto the DVD). In the meantime, I will shamelessly plug myself here:

Come vote for Snowbird on "The Lot!" http://films.thelot.com/films/28908

"Wait," you ask, "didn't I already vote for this film once?"

Well, how would I know? Who are you? And how in the world did you just type that above?

Yes, this film is up on the IFC, and yes, I begged my blog viewership to go and vote for it there (that's right, all ten of you- according to feedburner statistics, anyway). BUT this time, I might win $1 million development from Steven Spielberg to make my first feature AND I would be on the equivalent of American Idol for filmmakers. Just think about it, you could be watching TV and saying, "wow! I actually know that very sad, sad person!!"

Plus, there is now a 45 second introduction before the film that includes drawings and a moving, talking me (unlike the stationary me in the upper right who just produces text).

Okay, you have been sufficiently coerced. End transmission...

tags: anime, film competition, independent film, on the lot, perry daniel, short film, sketch, steven spielberg
categories: art
Thursday 02.22.07
Posted by Courtney Hoskins
 

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