Breathe the moon and eat the sun sitting in the fire. Hold the bacon; give me a side of chapter four
Oh my gosh, I should have seen this ages ago, but in the mess of moving and other Real Life business, I somehow missed that euphoric_aria had added a new chapter to her incredible fanfic, " Homecoming." For those who haven't checked it out, it's a Kingdom Hearts fic and it's one hundred percent worthy of your love and admiration. The main pairing so far is RikuxSora, but other characters are growing in prominence, and I'm sure there will be more to come as the fic continues. Well, euphoric_aria was really kind and actually dedicated the chapter to me and I didn't even see it till just now! I can't believe it! I must go read and review, right now. (Cue cut here where Atolay, embarrassed, rushes to her friend's journal.)
Okay, now that I've read chapter four and reviewed it, we return you to your regularly scheduled programming, with the reminder that those of you who like Kingdom Hearts need to head over to "Homecoming" and read it right away. Namine and Roxas continue to take shape in this chapter, even if Roxas - and thus, Sora - is decommissioned for a while and Namine must cope with the stress of being trapped in Kairi's life without someone who can completely empathize. Well, somebody conscious, that is. Now, go read it!
Random bitch of the day: the Blockbuster nearest our house blows so hard, it's like being forced to listen to a right-wing politician discuss his plans for the future of the country. It sucks so much, it's like trusting your junk to a prostitute with a mouth like an industrial-strength Hoover. We went there to rent "Cars" (yeah, I know, we're so grown up), as I haven't seen it. When we got home, the disc was so scratched that it skipped five chapters in the middle of the movie and I missed everything important, so Zelly said we should take it back and get it resurfaced. Surprise, surprise: that Blockbuster doesn't have a buffing machine. They also don't have a computer for printing new membership cards, as one of the employees mentioned when I joked about my handwritten Blockbuster card from the store in Boise. So, pop quiz! If they don't have any way to print new cards, and they don't have a way to clean and resurface their DVDs, what are they good for? Just like war, they are good for absolutely nothing.
We wound up getting credit on my account so I could rent another movie, and we watched "O." It's good. Since I've been thinking about Othello a lot recently, it was only natural I wanted to watch it. Zelly seemed to like it, too. She said she enjoyed it. It's dark, but not without its snickle-worthy moments, nor was it without its WTF moments. As Zelly kept asking, "Why did he steal the hawk?" and she puzzled over it the whole movie, even though I tried to explain why and did a really rubbish job with my psychoanalysis of the characters. Overall, it was a realistic modern adaptation of Othello, so I'd recommend it. Plus, Julia Stiles frequently surprises me with her acting ability. She's been in some horrible movies, but this is not one of them, and there's one scene in particular that grabbed me. Let's just say any woman could be in her position and feel the same way, and relate to the way her character reacts - or fails to react.
Been in a sort of funk as far as reading new fanfiction. That is to say, I've been reading a lot, and some of it's quite good, but I don't know that I want to write recs for it. For me to rec something, it has to strike me somehow, or the mood has to be there, and maybe it's that I don't feel as much like writing a review here. I've been meaning to review the webcomic Red Dog Venue for a while, ever since I did webcomic recs last week, and I simply haven't dredged up the energy to summarize it coherently, much less discuss my opinion. I've also been meaning to talk about
Normally, I'd summon something else to the dish and continue this entry in as rambling a fashion as possible, but truly, I've run out of things to say! I'm sure I'll be just as verbose as usual tomorrow. Maybe even more so.
(Psst: Go read "Homecoming," and once you've done that, check out "Red Dog Venue." Now I'll stop prodding you and go away.)
"I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be."
Okay, now that I've read chapter four and reviewed it, we return you to your regularly scheduled programming, with the reminder that those of you who like Kingdom Hearts need to head over to "Homecoming" and read it right away. Namine and Roxas continue to take shape in this chapter, even if Roxas - and thus, Sora - is decommissioned for a while and Namine must cope with the stress of being trapped in Kairi's life without someone who can completely empathize. Well, somebody conscious, that is. Now, go read it!
Random bitch of the day: the Blockbuster nearest our house blows so hard, it's like being forced to listen to a right-wing politician discuss his plans for the future of the country. It sucks so much, it's like trusting your junk to a prostitute with a mouth like an industrial-strength Hoover. We went there to rent "Cars" (yeah, I know, we're so grown up), as I haven't seen it. When we got home, the disc was so scratched that it skipped five chapters in the middle of the movie and I missed everything important, so Zelly said we should take it back and get it resurfaced. Surprise, surprise: that Blockbuster doesn't have a buffing machine. They also don't have a computer for printing new membership cards, as one of the employees mentioned when I joked about my handwritten Blockbuster card from the store in Boise. So, pop quiz! If they don't have any way to print new cards, and they don't have a way to clean and resurface their DVDs, what are they good for? Just like war, they are good for absolutely nothing.
We wound up getting credit on my account so I could rent another movie, and we watched "O." It's good. Since I've been thinking about Othello a lot recently, it was only natural I wanted to watch it. Zelly seemed to like it, too. She said she enjoyed it. It's dark, but not without its snickle-worthy moments, nor was it without its WTF moments. As Zelly kept asking, "Why did he steal the hawk?" and she puzzled over it the whole movie, even though I tried to explain why and did a really rubbish job with my psychoanalysis of the characters. Overall, it was a realistic modern adaptation of Othello, so I'd recommend it. Plus, Julia Stiles frequently surprises me with her acting ability. She's been in some horrible movies, but this is not one of them, and there's one scene in particular that grabbed me. Let's just say any woman could be in her position and feel the same way, and relate to the way her character reacts - or fails to react.
Been in a sort of funk as far as reading new fanfiction. That is to say, I've been reading a lot, and some of it's quite good, but I don't know that I want to write recs for it. For me to rec something, it has to strike me somehow, or the mood has to be there, and maybe it's that I don't feel as much like writing a review here. I've been meaning to review the webcomic Red Dog Venue for a while, ever since I did webcomic recs last week, and I simply haven't dredged up the energy to summarize it coherently, much less discuss my opinion. I've also been meaning to talk about
Normally, I'd summon something else to the dish and continue this entry in as rambling a fashion as possible, but truly, I've run out of things to say! I'm sure I'll be just as verbose as usual tomorrow. Maybe even more so.
(Psst: Go read "Homecoming," and once you've done that, check out "Red Dog Venue." Now I'll stop prodding you and go away.)
"I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be."