Notes on a Movie
Listening: Gravity - Vienna Teng
Hey, love
I am the constant satellite
Of your blazing sun
My love
I obey your law of gravity
This is the fate you've carved on me
Your law of gravity
This is the fate you've carved on me
On me.
This will be a short blog post (as they all seem to be, lately--my life has just become too full of stuff to do to spend much time detailing it) because my head is currently thrumming so full of adventure, excitement, blood and gore, dancing and war, love and vengeance and betrayal and magic and all such things, that dear God I cannot hold it all in. So, I am going to try to write some more of Usurper tonight before I reluctantly succumb to that stupid thing called sleep. Einstein was right. As much as I adore sleeping, it really is a huge bloody waste of time.
Tonight a rather unexpected change in plans. Jam, hyper and nonsensical (read "retarded"), post his 4:30 class today, stumbled around to the UC being all Jamtarded like he is. I was reading at the time, so aside from laughing at him occasionally I didn't register much. Until he started whining, "Aw, this is the last night that Notes on a Scandal is playing. I really wanted to see that!"
"Well," I said, "then go."
"But I can't find anyone to go with meeeee."
"I'll go." Duh. I haven't seen a movie in months and, um. Judy Dench. Notes on a Scandal looked awesome. I was totally up for it. So I called my mom and Jam and I made plans to go to the 6:45 showing of Notes. On the way there, two things happened that made me laugh. One was Jam stopping for a copy of the Muse and my announcing that I was (briefly) pictured in the issue. The chick next to us jumped in with, "Yeah, I knew I recognized you!" Haha, fame. Insofar and inasmuch as people know you from being featured as a retarded fetus-eater.
The other thing that made me laugh was going outside and being bombarded in the face by teensy stinging pellets of hail just as the two of us walked past a larger group of people. "Oh, God, my eyes!" I exclaimed in agony, dramatically clutching my face. The random people all started laughing at me. I was too busy being in pain to bother much because sweet Jesus that hail hurt. Damn winter. (I like winter as much as the next Marchioness, but even I have my limits.)
Anyhow we waited like a million years for my mom to pick us up, and then we got dropped off at the Mall, got the tickets, had some dinner, and flounced off (we flounce, Jam and I) to see Notes. Mother of God am I glad I took the time to see that. It was excellent. Judy Dench: amazing. Everyone raved about her. But honestly I thought Cate Blanchett deserved just as much praise, she was quite phenomenal. The whole thing was very twisty and distorted and fairy-tale-warped, in a way. Civilized but raw. I can't even describe it, just see it for yourselves.
Talk about creepy, though. I read the review in the Muse, but unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately, for my viewing pleasure (or confusion)), the reviewer failed to mention the obsessive-blackmailing-stalker-lesbian aspect of the movie. So, in advance, this is my warning for you. This is a movie about an obsessive blackmailing stalker lesbian. Just so you know.
Speaking of fairy-tale-warped: I want to see Pan's Labyrinth so bad it hurts. Why? Um. A) Satyr. B) Labyrinth. C) AMAZING story. The plan is to go this weekend! My excitement cannot be contained by conventional means. I'm gonna be like vibrating at a super high frequency until then.
Oh man, I just finished the best book I've read since probably Darkfever or Neverwhere. Gen loaned it to me after I read the first chapter prior to the start of an English class and Jesus God I want the next one. It's called Poison Study and it is everything a good fantasy book should be. Gen suggested that we go to Chapters tomorrow morning, which I am totally down with, because I want the next installment. Desperately. Reading it, of course, makes my brain want to be all Holy crap holy crap Usurper dummy go write it right now. Which I should actually give in to because mrr, I'm really starting to miss my sarcastic, endearing main character and her entourage of amusing companions.
Okay, so I lied. This was not a short post. Whatever.
Icarus also has to remember to buy Divine By Mistake.
Hey, love
I am the constant satellite
Of your blazing sun
My love
I obey your law of gravity
This is the fate you've carved on me
Your law of gravity
This is the fate you've carved on me
On me.
This will be a short blog post (as they all seem to be, lately--my life has just become too full of stuff to do to spend much time detailing it) because my head is currently thrumming so full of adventure, excitement, blood and gore, dancing and war, love and vengeance and betrayal and magic and all such things, that dear God I cannot hold it all in. So, I am going to try to write some more of Usurper tonight before I reluctantly succumb to that stupid thing called sleep. Einstein was right. As much as I adore sleeping, it really is a huge bloody waste of time.
Tonight a rather unexpected change in plans. Jam, hyper and nonsensical (read "retarded"), post his 4:30 class today, stumbled around to the UC being all Jamtarded like he is. I was reading at the time, so aside from laughing at him occasionally I didn't register much. Until he started whining, "Aw, this is the last night that Notes on a Scandal is playing. I really wanted to see that!"
"Well," I said, "then go."
"But I can't find anyone to go with meeeee."
"I'll go." Duh. I haven't seen a movie in months and, um. Judy Dench. Notes on a Scandal looked awesome. I was totally up for it. So I called my mom and Jam and I made plans to go to the 6:45 showing of Notes. On the way there, two things happened that made me laugh. One was Jam stopping for a copy of the Muse and my announcing that I was (briefly) pictured in the issue. The chick next to us jumped in with, "Yeah, I knew I recognized you!" Haha, fame. Insofar and inasmuch as people know you from being featured as a retarded fetus-eater.
The other thing that made me laugh was going outside and being bombarded in the face by teensy stinging pellets of hail just as the two of us walked past a larger group of people. "Oh, God, my eyes!" I exclaimed in agony, dramatically clutching my face. The random people all started laughing at me. I was too busy being in pain to bother much because sweet Jesus that hail hurt. Damn winter. (I like winter as much as the next Marchioness, but even I have my limits.)
Anyhow we waited like a million years for my mom to pick us up, and then we got dropped off at the Mall, got the tickets, had some dinner, and flounced off (we flounce, Jam and I) to see Notes. Mother of God am I glad I took the time to see that. It was excellent. Judy Dench: amazing. Everyone raved about her. But honestly I thought Cate Blanchett deserved just as much praise, she was quite phenomenal. The whole thing was very twisty and distorted and fairy-tale-warped, in a way. Civilized but raw. I can't even describe it, just see it for yourselves.
Talk about creepy, though. I read the review in the Muse, but unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately, for my viewing pleasure (or confusion)), the reviewer failed to mention the obsessive-blackmailing-stalker-lesbian aspect of the movie. So, in advance, this is my warning for you. This is a movie about an obsessive blackmailing stalker lesbian. Just so you know.
Speaking of fairy-tale-warped: I want to see Pan's Labyrinth so bad it hurts. Why? Um. A) Satyr. B) Labyrinth. C) AMAZING story. The plan is to go this weekend! My excitement cannot be contained by conventional means. I'm gonna be like vibrating at a super high frequency until then.
Oh man, I just finished the best book I've read since probably Darkfever or Neverwhere. Gen loaned it to me after I read the first chapter prior to the start of an English class and Jesus God I want the next one. It's called Poison Study and it is everything a good fantasy book should be. Gen suggested that we go to Chapters tomorrow morning, which I am totally down with, because I want the next installment. Desperately. Reading it, of course, makes my brain want to be all Holy crap holy crap Usurper dummy go write it right now. Which I should actually give in to because mrr, I'm really starting to miss my sarcastic, endearing main character and her entourage of amusing companions.
Okay, so I lied. This was not a short post. Whatever.
Icarus also has to remember to buy Divine By Mistake.
posted by Icarus at 8:11 PM
4 Comments:
Um, on my behalf, I'd like to say I was "Jamtarded" because I was very tired, which was not mentioned. And yeah, nice to know you weren't listening much until I said "Notes on a Scandal".. >.>
Also, Cate Blanchett has received quite a lot more praise in the awards category, as she has won some Best Supporting Actress awards, as well as a nomination at the Oscars. Yay!
Aw, you know I love you, Jam. And actually I was paying attention prior to you mentioning "Notes", but everything you said was kind of Jamtarded anyway, so there wasn't a lot to glean from it.
Cate Blanchett = yay!
I am a random person, but I wanted to say I love that song by Vienna Teng.
Dear Maya: be my friend. :D
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