So since we're going to see a play tonight, I should put down my reaction to Long Day's Journey Into Night which I saw with sheba_finesse and her Aquarian boy last night at STC ( Read more... )

So. Been anaesthetising myself with movies lately ... on DVD rather than YouTube ... revisiting old favourites as well as catching up on new stuff I haven't seen yet. Finally got around to watching Hairspray which quite wonderfully lived up to all the hype and was every bit as fabulous as so many people have been telling me for years. :p

( ... nothing highbrow here, pet. )

The Aunt and I just returned from seeing The Wizard Of Oz as staged by the Sydney Theatre Company.

( ... so what exactly do the red shoes symbolise? )

*shrieks, passes out*

Luckily, this was a good end to a completely awful day which started out lovely ( ... of a fannish nature ... )

Poppea has reminded me exactly why I adore Barrie Kosky so much I could burst into flames with it. The blood, the sex, the nudity, the glee, the sheer glorying fucking --- and I mean that literally, fucking --- glee of his productions, the joy of him banging away on that piano driving the entire production. He's like, he's like Burroughs. You know ( Read more... )

God, I love flying.

( ... rhapsodising about the city and the sky and the land ... )

So Knives In Hens.

It was very strange at first, then fabulously powerful when the plot kicked in, then damned uncomfortable but no less compelling, and ended on such a magical empowering moment that I was left wondering why I felt a little dissatisfied.

( ... quite quite spoilery thinking aloud. )

You know, I think I enjoy the process of travelling far more than the actual destination. Hmm. Of course this may be because the flight to and from Melbourne is only an hour as opposed to the five hours to and from Perth. Still, it's a theory I will have to further explore ( Read more... )

God, I adore Jason Segel. (There, I said it.)

Even if I totally did Not need to see his penis. Repeatedly. Argh. *averts eyes*

Mind you, it did remind me of one of my favourite discovered phrases over the past few months, gleaned from an episode of Two And A Half Men: "I'm a grower, not a shower." Bwee hee hee. *fizzles with giggles ( Read more... )

Honestly, sometimes the universe is just fucking evil.

Not only does the run of Poppea at the Opera House almost exactly match the run of Knives In Hens at the Malthouse Theatre ... but but BUT the fucking Q&A session night for both plays is on THE SAME DAMNED NIGHT! And to top it all off, *assumes snooty Opera House voice* "Barrie Kosky will take ( Read more... )