Published April 30, Well, not us. We at the Grapevine have spent our pandemic time eating clean, meditating, reorganising our houses, creating mood boards, getting creative, and—obviously—working out a ton. You want a hot body?
Sons of the Soil (1920)
What is the Reykjavik Grapevine?
Once, many moons ago, I spent a month in Iceland with too little money and nothing to slow a march of days that seemed already to be getting much too short. I spent much of the month walking through unfamiliar neighborhoods, trying to imagine what it would be like to make a life in each. I had come to Iceland on a small research stipend, after three months of failing to support myself in New York. In the evenings, I would wander to the waterfront or read by the big downtown pond. Weekend nights were different, because that was when the city came alive:. Q: I went out last weekend and when I woke up the next morning my shoes were covered with mud. Can anyone explain to me what happened? Finally, I came back to the hostel one Saturday evening to find my room overtaken by three Swedes. The floor was strewn with empty half-litre cans of Carlsberg; when they offered one to me, I asked what brought them to Iceland.
Movies Filmed in Iceland. Iceland has a rich and varied history when it comes to both the big and the small screen. Gislason is considered to have kickstarted Icelandic cinema, as this was the first major feature to be filmed on the island. The silent film was shot in black and white at various locations around Iceland in the summer of They used three helicopters along with a purpose-built boat to get the elaborate shots that they needed to make the action-packed sequence. At the end of the scene, James Bond played by Roger Moore is chased by a helicopter along a reservoir. In true Bond fashion, he shoots the helicopter, which then instantly bursts into flames before crashing into an iceberg. To evade capture, Bond hides in a submarine disguised as an iceberg — we told you it was elaborate! So dangerous was the filming that leading man, Roger Moore never actually set foot in Iceland — only his stunt double.
He felt he was being followed. His dog barked in the middle of the night. His wife saw fleeting figures lurking around their home. One night he awoke to find his front door open. And now, to top it off, he was sick. Nausea rose up within him in waves as he made his rounds. He worked the night shift, which meant intermittent inspections from dusk to dawn, patrolling the grounds for any signs of trouble. The result was always the same: nothing. He was the lone guard at the Advania data center, housed in a former U. His job was to keep watch over two hangar-like buildings that held rows of small, box-like computers, the size of two cartons of cigarettes, stacked in towers as far as the eye could see.