Adopt an Icelander RSS

sadiceland2

When Iceland's economy crumbled in 2008, so went the leisurely party lives of thousands of young Icelanders. They are called "The Cuddly Generation" (Krutt-kynslotin in Icelandic), and they need your help. Please donate whatever you can - money, plane tickets, alcohol or kind words (they all speak English). Anything to help these beautiful, fun-loving viking progeny reclaim the free-spirited times of no work and all play to which they grew so accustomed... even if it's just for one wild night.

IMG_2411

If you are an Icelander longing for your glory days, send me a photo and your story; I will tell the world how carefree your life once was, and how depressing and lame it is now. And if you are a humanitarian who would like to contact one of the Icelanders whose story you saw here, email me and I will forward your message to them.

Call me Rhys Southan.

rhys ( @ ) adoptanicelander (DOT) com

Archive

Oct
22nd
Wed
permalink
Comments (View)
Oct
21st
Tue
permalink
Comments (View)
Oct
20th
Mon
permalink

Hollywood: Make Iceland the Next Canada

Hollywood likes to film in Canada, because “America’s Hat” (as Canada is known on “funny” T-shirts here) looks reasonably enough like America, while having a weaker currency. It’s so much cheaper to film there that even “Chicago” filmed in Ontario, despite having a title inspired by an undeniably American city. “Rumble in The Bronx” filmed in Canada too (look for mountains in the background of a golfing scene), as did “Battle in Seattle” and “Thirty-Two Short Films About Glenn Gould” (a Canadian film, but still).

Not too long ago, Canada’s dollar was tied with the American dollar, which did a real number on book prices there and sent Hollywood into a panic: if Canada couldn’t stand in for America, who could?

Luckily, the Canadian dollar eventually plummeted back to where it belongs (though it could stand to be a little lower, in my opinion). But now that we’ve seen it rival the American dollar, can we trust it to stay put?

No. That’s why I nominate Iceland to be Hollywood’s next Canada.

No doubt Iceland is a little weird looking compared to America. They don’t have forests there, they have black lava fields. If you go swimming in what appears to be a placid lake in Iceland, you’re liable to be shot into the sky when a geyser erupts. But if filmmakers could transform British Columbia into the most badass borough in New York in “Rumble in The Bronx,” surely Reykjavik could pass for Manhattan.

Clint Eastwood already caught onto this, filming the Japan scenes in “Flags of Our Fathers” on Iceland’s rocky black sand beaches. And this was when Iceland was still expensive. Now that Iceland is half as expensive for Americans as it was previously, Hollywood would have to be pretty superficial and fearful of trying something new to just keep filming in Canada.

It’s not like the movies would have to take place in Iceland. There are plenty of locations there that could be faked to look like America. Okay, I lied about one thing. Reykjavik, with only one main street and an average building height of two stories (if you count basements as a story), probably can’t work as Manhattan. But it kind of looks like Brooklyn:

IMG_2508

See? Small buildings, but pretty densely packed together. It’s even got the East River there. True, it’s mountains instead of Manhattan on the other side of it, but you could give one of the characters a line about how Central Park overgrew its little plot and took over the rest of the island.

If you really must have a Manhattan scene, there are a couple of spots in Reykjavik that might work.

IMG_2464

This kind of looks like the U.N. building, except that only one of the flag poles has a flag, and it’s an Icelandic flag. A good prop man could easily fix that.

IMG_2457

This is the Cathedral Clock Tower, Reykjavik’s tallest building. When it’s under construction, it almost looks like The Empire State Building. As for the crucifix on top, a character could say something about New York electing its first Christian mayor.

IMG_2511

Behind the scaffolding, it kind of looks like the clock tower from Back to the Future, if you’re filming another Back to the Future sequel.

PICT0367

If your name is Frank Darabont and you’re doing yet another Stephen King adaptation, Iceland’s Gullfoss makes a serviceable rocky coast of Maine. Have your prop guy construct a lighthouse, and you’re set. But seriously, man, there are other authors!

whaling

If you’re making a horror film, Iceland’s whale slaughterhouses are famous for creating literal oceans of blood. And any good horror film has to end with an ocean of blood. (Photo credit: The Internet)

Iceland on Horseback

Filming a Western? Iceland’s got the Wild West covered, if you don’t mind tiny horses and a little snow on those mountains. (Photo credit: The Internet)

800px-Eyjafjallajökull

Bet you thought this was Alaska. Nope, it’s Iceland. (Again, photo from The Internet)

PICT0230

Once America erects a wall between itself and Mexico, it will probably look something like this. Filmmakers love to make movies about walls, since they symbolize our alienation from one another.

PICT0064

Hey, what’s this photo of the FDR monument in Washington, D.C. doing on a blog about Iceland? Surprise, surprise, this is Iceland, albeit in front of the Viking Museum, the perfect place to film Hollywood’s next potboiler about a murderous American president.

PICT0238

Film all your sports scenes at Iceland’s literal seat of government, the Alþingi.

PICT0497

Haukadalur is a pretty obvious stand-in for Yellowstone national park.

PICT0192

Use your imagination, and this is a convincing Grand Canyon, only much less dangerous if any stunt men happen to fall off of it.

IMG_2523

I’ve never been to Lake Erie, but I always imagined it looked something like this.

*I* Didn't Take This Photo

And finally, if you’re doing an art film, puffin skulls could be a good symbol of the decay of values in modern America. (Photo credit: Gunni Lamb)

There is one problem with filming in Iceland, and that’s the lack of normal night and day schedules there. In the summer, you can pretty much only film day scenes, and in the winter, nothing but night scenes. But again, a line of dialog can take care of this. “God, when will this eclipse ever end?” if you’re filming in winter. And if you’re filming in the summer: “Ummm, okaaay, isn’t night supposed to be, like, dark or something? Ugh, whatever. Life is so lame.”

Now you’re ready to film in Iceland!

Comments (View)
Oct
16th
Thu
permalink
Comments (View)
Oct
15th
Wed
permalink

In Defense of Iceland

A well-intentioned commenter suggested that my goal with this project is to mock Icelandic misery. But why would I do that? I love Iceland. What’s my motive? Immortality through fame? Hardly worth ridiculing something you love. Okay, but doesn’t it at least seem like I’m trying to make fun of the cuddly generation? Of course! But I’m not.

I think the cuddly generation is fantastic. I only spent a little time with said generation during my trip to Iceland, by watching them on a drunken Rúntur on a Friday night. Honestly, I was very impressed. I usually cannot abide drunk masses at all, but I liked drunk Icelanders. They were funny rather than annoying, a strangely enjoyable mob.

Not sure why this is. Maybe because Iceland hadn’t even heard of beer until ‘89. They probably don’t even make the connection between what they’re drinking and their weird but loveable behavior after they drink it.

Higher Heights

Night on the Town

I probably like sober Icelanders too, but I have no experience with them, which is why I want to keep them drunk by setting them up with benefactors. Selfish, maybe, but hardly vindictive.

Call me anything you want, anything in the world, but don’t call me an Icelandic misery monger. If the United States were in as much trouble as Iceland, I would have started an Adopt an American project. That wouldn’t mean I hated the United States. I grew up here. It’s impossible for me to hate it, despite any flaws it allegedly may have. Does the USA have problems? I don’t know. If it does, there is no way for me to see them.

I’ve traveled the world to an extent, mostly with the intention of seeing if there are other places I’d rather live. Having dual citizenship with Great Britain gives me access to anything in the EU. That’s 27 countries, not counting the European Free Trade Association countries like Switzerland and Iceland. That’s 27 countries versus the one country I get with U.S. citizenship - The United States. Odds are, one of these 27 countries is better than the one United States… right??

I can’t say for sure. I’ve only been to 10 of them so far: Belgium, The Czech Republic, France, Germany, Italy, Poland, Spain, Sweden, Slovakia and the UK. So far, I don’t see myself in any of these. Some of them, like Belgium and Italy, are downright unlivable. I don’t know how anyone can stand them for a second. If I were to have a vendetta against a country, it would be one of those.

Berlin is nice because it’s the most United States-esque European city I’ve been to, but it still has cobblestones - not quite esque enough. Spain has potential, but I took French in high school. I would feel like an idiot for not having taken Spanish if I ever moved to a Spanish speaking country. I like the hiking in Poland. Will I live there? No.

I’ve also been to a few countries where I don’t have honorary citizenship. There’s only two of them that I could at least consider living in for an extended period of time. One of them is Iceland.

The other is Japan, for what it’s worth. But that’s not too surprising for a country known as “The Iceland of Asia”.

In conclusion, anyone who accuses me of enjoying Icelandic misery is projecting; it’s them, not I, who enjoys it.

Comments (View)
Oct
14th
Tue
permalink

Can a New Yorker Blog on Behalf of Icelanders?

Some people think that I’m writing this blog from Iceland. Not true. Though I’ve been to Iceland as recently as this summer, I actually live in Brooklyn. However, that could change. What I need to determine is where I can do the most good. Here, in the United States, where I can more easily reach people in a position to help Icelanders? Or in Iceland, where I can more accurately report on the situation, and on those who need help there (and where’s it’s now really cheap to live thanks to the currency problems)?

Comments (View)
permalink

Pennsylvanians Clammor for Puffin

Pennsylvania, a major swing state in next month’s presidential election, is a veritable hotbed of puffin-starved registered voters. Politicians would be wise to take note of this email I got from John Peris, owner of The Savory Gourmet, a speciality meat food store in The Keystone State:

I own a retail specialty food store in the US and sell many types of wild game meat. I’ve had a number of requests for puffin meat but have been unable to locate a source for it. It sounds delicious. I hope too it will be available some day for us.

I’m trying to track down a Canadian supplier at the moment. Evidently, they are available there. I get many strange requests, from Penguin meat to Zebra and Wildebeest.

If there is hope for Iceland, it lies in the puffins.

Comments (View)
permalink

A Fading Dream

I spent four days in Old Iceland this summer. We got in on August 9, and that night we inadvertantly stumbled into a Stereo Total concert at a club called Organ (now called “Organ RIP” on Myspace - already killed by the economic crisis?).

Audience Participation

Air Punch

Iceland Loves Music

StereoTotal1

Crowd Surfing

The Dream Fades

Rarely have I seen such a joyous, unflappable crowd. Icelanders sure knew how to party!

Too bad it’s all over now.

(photos by Esme Rilke)

Comments (View)
Oct
13th
Mon
permalink

Note to the Next President: Legalize Puffins

I’m eating cod out of solidarity today. Would also gladly eat whale and puffin out of solidarity if I could.

Actually, if the United States were to legalize imports of Icelandic whale, puffin and rotten shark, that would be an important step for saving Iceland right now. Presidential debate question, anyone?

This would obviously be done to protect the lifestyles of our endangered Krutt-kynslotin friends, and has nothing to do with any non-Icelander’s desire to try such unusual delicacies. I mean, we have the Puffins cereal already. Actual puffin meat can’t be radically different from that. This is about Iceland, people.

Comments (View)
permalink
Comments (View)