Angel of Death

I will nibble on your brains...

New Old Guestbook Web Site Profile

Keeping the dream alive for one more entry - 2008-05-20
it still lives... barely. - 2007-02-21
Moved - 2006-11-22
*beep* the AoD is no longer at this number, but will still be receiving messages for a bit... - 2006-11-08
Vote for the one you hate the least - 2006-11-07
Diaryland
Recommend Me
Read Others

2005-06-20 - 6:20 a.m.

Long weekend entry

Okay, a bunch of random things today:

Contradiction
F:

Your Beauty lies in Contradiction. Controversial, unpredictable, and never what anyone expects. You appearance and your personality are two opposite things. Even your appearance sends different signals to different people. To some you may look innocent and sweet, to others you look mysterious and intimidating at the same time. No one ever knows what to expect with you. You are a little bit of everything all mixed together. You seem to be almost a different person every time you meet someone, but at the same time you know exactly who you are and there is always that one thing that makes you you. You enjoy keeping people guessing and people love how completely unpredictable you are.

Some Things That Represent You:

Element:Fire, Water Animal: Chameleon Color:
Dark Tones, Light
Tones Song: "Breathe 2am" by Anna Nalik (I don't really care for Alannis Morrisette)
Expression:Half-smile

Gemstone:Opal Mythological Creature: Gryphon, Half-breeds Planet: Mars Hair Color: Red Eye Color:Blue

Quote:"If at first you don't succeed, failure may be your style." - Quentin Crisp




Where Does Your Beauty Lie? ..::Original Pictures Are Back! Detailed Results::..
brought to you by Quizilla

And that's just for starters.

It was a mad movie-watching weekend, insane in its sheer pants-load of assorted images, critical successes, and general soft-porn mayhem.

Yes, you heard me. Assorted images, people!

Uh - what did we actually watch? Oh, yes - on Friday, I watched "Resident Evil" twice for the commentary tracks, and I can tell you quite confidently that you won't want to be listening to the cast commentary track *ever*. It's insanely annoying, consisting almost entirely of in-jokes and giggling.

The commentary form the CG person was mildly interesting, but in the end, not nearly as witty or informative as the commentary track on "Dawn of the Dead". If you're going to watch a single commentary track this year, I'd recommend that one.

Friday night, we watched part of "Lord of the G-strings" (that would be the soft-porn part of the weekend), and while it was mildly funny, it was not so funny that we felt compelled to watch the whole thing.

It looks like someone decided to pull all their Renfaire friends together, throw a couple of minor SP actresses in, and go run around in the woods for a bit while the cameras rolled.

It's really bad. I mean, I'm used to bad acting in soft-core (they don't get paid that much), but this was *abysmal*. Plus, I think I recognized some of the non-porn actors, and it just gave me traumatic flashbacks from my early years in the SCA and the time I spent working at the MD Ren Festival.

Really bad. Air-kissing nipples bad. Really pathetic fake sex and orgasms bad. Pre-breast enlargement bad. Excruciating sex jokes bad. And if you thought it wasn't possible to watch two naked chicks getting it on and be bored, you should really see this movie.

Or not - perhaps you'd rather preserve the fantasy, which this movie will kill absolutely dead, now and for all time.

Though the "Throbbits" (especially Dildo Saggins), were cute enough, I suppose.

Saturday, we went and saw "Batman Begins", and I think I've got a new favourite. Now, I think I'm probably the only person in the entire world that thinks "Batman Returns" was the best of the previous four B-man movies, but it really was my favourite, partly for the scene where Batman and Catwoman realize who the person they're dancing with really is, and partly because Christopher Walken, while possibly not God, is at least a minor deity in the pantheon of really entertaining actors.

However, BB is rapidly replacing BR as my chosen Batman-movie-that-I-will-actually-consider-buying-on-DVD-because-there's-a-chance-I-might-watch-it-more-than-once.

Now, unlike the comic-book-store guy in Annapolis who didn't even know who Christian Bale was, I am well aware that he's actually a rather good actor, despite agreeing to be in "Reign of Fire". He brought a certain amount of smouldering anger to the role, and did an extraordinary imitation of Michael Keaton's voice while dressed as B-man.

Go see it. It's also entertaining to see Cillian Murphy (whom we last saw as the protagonist in "28 Days Later") do a quite passable American accent.

Sunday, we watched one and a half Kenneth Branagh movies. We first saw "Love's Labours Lost", whihc Bob saw more of, because I kept walking out of the room. It's a musical, using '30s music, and people who can't dance or sing terribly well (it had Shaggy from the Scooby-Doo movies in it; he *really* can't sing). I'm not a big fan of Gershwin or Cole Porter (I'm more of a Noel Coward afficionado), so the musical numbers were mostly tedious, and Alicia Silverstone really doesn't have the chops for good Shakespeare, so I kind of hit a wall on my enjoyment of the whole thing.

I guess I'm on the "I would donate my copy to the local library, but I don't want this to be someone else's first experience of Shakespeare" side of the Amazon reviewers. Bob liked it a bit better.

Then we watched the end of "A Midwinter's Tale", a movie about a bunch of out-pf-work actors who stage a performance of "Hamlet" over the Christmas holidays. Much more about the actors than the play, it keeps moving along with lots of witty repartee and some genuinely moving moments, all acted in that delicately understated way that English actors have (except for every now and then, when someone completely loses it).

And now, so you can all see how completely pathetic my html picture skills are, here is a photo of me standing by Alan and Gen's pond, in my red silk outfit:



Dorsal - Ventral

Funnier than me: James Lileks

disclaimer!

all words copyright Laura Mellin 2000-2005


Diarist.net!

Designed by Gen