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Mar. 28th, 2007 11:46 pmJust back from seeing Music and Lyrics with Jenny and Melissa. It was about as bad as you'd expect it to be, but it's not like it's something anyone is going to have high expectations about. Personally, I think it was worth it solely for the Wham!-tastic faux 80's video that starts it off, but I don't really ask a lot out of my romantic comedy. For a while I was the only male in the theater, and I was convinced that I was going to be torn limb from limb at the inevitable point when the male character did something unforgivably stupid (Which, just as inevitably, he'd eventually be forgiven for of course), but that's probably just me being influenced by Ink, the section of which I'm just finishing is based off of Euripedes' The Bacchae. Anyway, nice seeing a movie (even a mediocre one) with company, even though movie watching is a fundamentally solitary activity anyway.
Speaking of solitary movie watching (and just to prove that I still have some taste), I saw The Namesake yesterday, which was great. I got a little teary, because I am a great big girl. Sometimes I wish my first and middle names had any meaning whatsoever, other than being (as far as I can tell) the last flailing remnants of my mother's Catholic upbringing. At least of all the archangels I could have gotten as my middle name (Michael, if you didn't know), I got one associated with dragon slaying, hence establishing myself as a hopeless nerd from the get go. Then they turn around and give Nadja not just an interesting name, but an unusual spelling of it, and *two* middle names. I guess I shouldn't bitch though, as apparently I was *this* close to being named Zachariah, after this movie. Yeah, I think I'm glad my mom won that particular argument.
It's approaching that grim bad season for movies, though there's still some blips of hope. I just found out that there's a new Julie Taymor (Titus, Frida, etc.) coming out some time this year called Across The Universe which I'm hopeful about, though it doesn't appear to have any solid date. Meh. Assorted and sundry other things I'm interested in: Paprika, Grindhouse (because if you're going to make schlock, you might as well go whole hog), Day Watch (strangely not based on the second book in the tetralogy apparently), Sunshine (pushed back to September now apparently, meh), and First Snow (whose writer is apparently now the billionth or so person attached to the John Carter of Mars movie in production, which seems doomed to failure given how many people it's been tossed through at this point (Why oh why couldn't Robert Rodriguez have kept it? It would have been great. Stupid Hollywood guilds))
Sunday, another trip to the bookstore, another day I have to postpone that severe smack habit I've been meaning to pick up due to lack of funds. I actually managed to buy the book club book this time though... and six other things... I blame it entirely on Pegasus orienting their books cover outward. It's so much easier to impulse shop that way. At least I own a copy of The Phantom Tollbooth again as all good people should. Also, new Jonathan Lethem (as an aside, he's apparently giving a reading at Moe's in mid April), and a repurchase of Barlowe's Guide To Extraterrestrials that I promptly tossed on my pile of coffee table books awaiting a coffee table, where it will keep my Art of the Cthulhu Mythos and Jan Saudek (Oh, I should probably warn that that link is entirely likely to be not at all work safe) books very happy.
Oh, also, Nadja redyed/cut/etc. my hair. My life would be so much easier if it would just stay this blue and never grow out. I'll wait for someone else to take a picture and then steal it, as I don't think I have any way to transfer pictures from my camera to computer at the moment. I think some got taken at Death Guild (which was especially fun this week, though I think I might have done myself permanent injury dancing upstairs)
And now, I shall succumb to a meme, because, well, honestly, because I'm bored, and can't think of anything better to do with the time. As an aside, when did ye olde marketing gods decide that the term viral was going to become a positive thing? I keep seeing cellphone ads that tout their ability to access viral content. "Buy our new Nokia meme-master, now with Herpes Simplex built in! Woo!"
( In which I succumb to the memetic impulse )
Anyway, Meat tomorrow. Dancey dancey.
Speaking of solitary movie watching (and just to prove that I still have some taste), I saw The Namesake yesterday, which was great. I got a little teary, because I am a great big girl. Sometimes I wish my first and middle names had any meaning whatsoever, other than being (as far as I can tell) the last flailing remnants of my mother's Catholic upbringing. At least of all the archangels I could have gotten as my middle name (Michael, if you didn't know), I got one associated with dragon slaying, hence establishing myself as a hopeless nerd from the get go. Then they turn around and give Nadja not just an interesting name, but an unusual spelling of it, and *two* middle names. I guess I shouldn't bitch though, as apparently I was *this* close to being named Zachariah, after this movie. Yeah, I think I'm glad my mom won that particular argument.
It's approaching that grim bad season for movies, though there's still some blips of hope. I just found out that there's a new Julie Taymor (Titus, Frida, etc.) coming out some time this year called Across The Universe which I'm hopeful about, though it doesn't appear to have any solid date. Meh. Assorted and sundry other things I'm interested in: Paprika, Grindhouse (because if you're going to make schlock, you might as well go whole hog), Day Watch (strangely not based on the second book in the tetralogy apparently), Sunshine (pushed back to September now apparently, meh), and First Snow (whose writer is apparently now the billionth or so person attached to the John Carter of Mars movie in production, which seems doomed to failure given how many people it's been tossed through at this point (Why oh why couldn't Robert Rodriguez have kept it? It would have been great. Stupid Hollywood guilds))
Sunday, another trip to the bookstore, another day I have to postpone that severe smack habit I've been meaning to pick up due to lack of funds. I actually managed to buy the book club book this time though... and six other things... I blame it entirely on Pegasus orienting their books cover outward. It's so much easier to impulse shop that way. At least I own a copy of The Phantom Tollbooth again as all good people should. Also, new Jonathan Lethem (as an aside, he's apparently giving a reading at Moe's in mid April), and a repurchase of Barlowe's Guide To Extraterrestrials that I promptly tossed on my pile of coffee table books awaiting a coffee table, where it will keep my Art of the Cthulhu Mythos and Jan Saudek (Oh, I should probably warn that that link is entirely likely to be not at all work safe) books very happy.
Oh, also, Nadja redyed/cut/etc. my hair. My life would be so much easier if it would just stay this blue and never grow out. I'll wait for someone else to take a picture and then steal it, as I don't think I have any way to transfer pictures from my camera to computer at the moment. I think some got taken at Death Guild (which was especially fun this week, though I think I might have done myself permanent injury dancing upstairs)
And now, I shall succumb to a meme, because, well, honestly, because I'm bored, and can't think of anything better to do with the time. As an aside, when did ye olde marketing gods decide that the term viral was going to become a positive thing? I keep seeing cellphone ads that tout their ability to access viral content. "Buy our new Nokia meme-master, now with Herpes Simplex built in! Woo!"
( In which I succumb to the memetic impulse )
Anyway, Meat tomorrow. Dancey dancey.
