in which i metaphorically throw sparkles everywhere
A DAY MAY COME WHEN JO LEARNS TO DO THINGS SENSIBLY.
BUT IT IS NOT THIS DAY.
In short, I insisted on wearing my 1975 Montgomery Ward dress to see Tangled tonight. To which event I bicycled. In a twenty-degree snowstorm. With stockings that shredded within like two minutes from home. Basically, I almost died. But if I had to die, death in snowy pursuit of Tangled wouldn't have been the worst way to go.
LARGELY BECAUSE IT WAS COMPLETELY MARVELLOUS AND I AM STILL REVELLING IN IT. It won't be out on DVD for about a hundred years, knowing Disney, and I doubt I can justify very many any more 3D tickets even at matinee price, so woe to all of that because I need to watch this film every day, internet. I'm trying to remember the last time Disney put out an animated film I loved this much -- was it Mulan? Dude, that was 1998; that cannot be the case, because too sad. Anyway, I was utterly enchanted, laughed aloud kind of a lot, and may have actually sunk down in my seat in simpering squee-tastic delight at one or two points.
BASICALLY IT APPARENTLY SET OUT TO HIT HALF OF MY BUTTONS AT ONCE AND SUCCEEDED WITH APLOMB. There was even That Scene When The Not-Yet-Quite-Lovers End Up Dancing Together. (That scene? Ends up in every novel I write, sooner or later. And some of the shorter stuff. Um. It's a Thing.) Also Zachary Levi your voice is so beautiful please just talk and sing to me forever. (Seriously, his voice has this amazing warmth and genuine-ness about it that is just glorious, and his opening narration set the perfect tone for the film. ALSO CAN WE TALK ABOUT THIS SINGING VOICE HE HAS BEEN HIDING FROM US OR)
Also you gotta love a song that rhymes "dreamers" with "femurs".
(All songs should contain the word "femur" from now on, y/y?)
Rapunzel is basically me in Disney princess form (neatly demonstrated by me falling over two rows of seats just trying to stand up after the credits), which is awesome. The moodswings and the dorky glee and the twirling -- oh man. She is the greatest though, adorable and funny and completely fierce (FRYING PAN omg), and. *flaps hands inadequately*
I haven't talked about Flynn/Eugene at all which is a grievous oversight, only I don't think I can without falling off my chair, so. (Basically: LOVE FOREVER AND EVERRR.)
ALSO THE KING AND QUEEN OH LORD THEIR SCENES WERE SO PERFECT AND I AM PRETTY SURE THE ENTIRE CINEMA COULD HEAR MY HEART SHATTERING
also also I am pretty sure the lantern scene came this close to making me legitimately cry. As it was I was pretty choked up. So beautiful, too; brava animation team.
(Speaking of which, blaaaaah my cinema made me watch the film in accursed 3D because they decided to be in line with the times finally, argh. But, hey, technology has improved and it didn't make me want to die! They give you hilarious plastic hipster glasses that don't ruin all the colours, and it's mostly only unpleasant during action sequences when my eyes go insane and nothing works quite right. I have to say, the lantern scene might have even been even more magical with said 3D, and I may have attempted to catch a lantern, but. Also it being animated helped -- 3D in live-action is just too uncanny-valley. Anyway, this was a plus because I was very grumpy about having the whole 3D thing forced upon my innocent person.)
oooh oooh also did anybody else get a Spindle's End vibe from some of the stuff about celebrating the lost princess' birthday and suchlike BECAUSE I DID and it gave me a happy~
hey remember when this used to be a coherent and mature blog
(ME NEITHER)
Basically, go see Tangled. It is lovely.
Also vega_ofthe_lyre wrote a fic and it is perfect, so you should get on that, too.
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All of this was good because mostly my morning was sort of rotten, what with everybody being cranky and being felled by my period and skiving off roller-skating after church because of Physical Things and there was a potluck that was mostly casseroles and people and I just wanted to be Not There. So I got dropped off home and made jasmine tea and put on my flowy blue dress, which was much better.
(Potlucks are not my scene. Church basements are the exact opposite of my scene, and when I rule the world church basements will be forbidden. I will fill them all in with concrete and then build extra floors on top or something. Unless they use them solely for storage and don't expect people to have parties down in their ghastly soul-sucking depths. Also when I die please do not bring any casseroles to my funeral or I will RISE AGAIN and SMITE YOU. I am sorry, very nice church ladies, but casseroles, they are very very dismal things!)
Now I must go find some socks and finish Jane Eyre, which I am reading for the first time (don't look at me like that; the copy in my house was so horrible it deterred me).
Also refresh Tumblr until it comes back.
As I've been doing the past three hours.
Um.
Look over there, a thing!
BUT IT IS NOT THIS DAY.
In short, I insisted on wearing my 1975 Montgomery Ward dress to see Tangled tonight. To which event I bicycled. In a twenty-degree snowstorm. With stockings that shredded within like two minutes from home. Basically, I almost died. But if I had to die, death in snowy pursuit of Tangled wouldn't have been the worst way to go.
LARGELY BECAUSE IT WAS COMPLETELY MARVELLOUS AND I AM STILL REVELLING IN IT. It won't be out on DVD for about a hundred years, knowing Disney, and I doubt I can justify very many any more 3D tickets even at matinee price, so woe to all of that because I need to watch this film every day, internet. I'm trying to remember the last time Disney put out an animated film I loved this much -- was it Mulan? Dude, that was 1998; that cannot be the case, because too sad. Anyway, I was utterly enchanted, laughed aloud kind of a lot, and may have actually sunk down in my seat in simpering squee-tastic delight at one or two points.
BASICALLY IT APPARENTLY SET OUT TO HIT HALF OF MY BUTTONS AT ONCE AND SUCCEEDED WITH APLOMB. There was even That Scene When The Not-Yet-Quite-Lovers End Up Dancing Together. (That scene? Ends up in every novel I write, sooner or later. And some of the shorter stuff. Um. It's a Thing.) Also Zachary Levi your voice is so beautiful please just talk and sing to me forever. (Seriously, his voice has this amazing warmth and genuine-ness about it that is just glorious, and his opening narration set the perfect tone for the film. ALSO CAN WE TALK ABOUT THIS SINGING VOICE HE HAS BEEN HIDING FROM US OR)
Also you gotta love a song that rhymes "dreamers" with "femurs".
(All songs should contain the word "femur" from now on, y/y?)
Rapunzel is basically me in Disney princess form (neatly demonstrated by me falling over two rows of seats just trying to stand up after the credits), which is awesome. The moodswings and the dorky glee and the twirling -- oh man. She is the greatest though, adorable and funny and completely fierce (FRYING PAN omg), and. *flaps hands inadequately*
I haven't talked about Flynn/Eugene at all which is a grievous oversight, only I don't think I can without falling off my chair, so. (Basically: LOVE FOREVER AND EVERRR.)
ALSO THE KING AND QUEEN OH LORD THEIR SCENES WERE SO PERFECT AND I AM PRETTY SURE THE ENTIRE CINEMA COULD HEAR MY HEART SHATTERING
also also I am pretty sure the lantern scene came this close to making me legitimately cry. As it was I was pretty choked up. So beautiful, too; brava animation team.
(Speaking of which, blaaaaah my cinema made me watch the film in accursed 3D because they decided to be in line with the times finally, argh. But, hey, technology has improved and it didn't make me want to die! They give you hilarious plastic hipster glasses that don't ruin all the colours, and it's mostly only unpleasant during action sequences when my eyes go insane and nothing works quite right. I have to say, the lantern scene might have even been even more magical with said 3D, and I may have attempted to catch a lantern, but. Also it being animated helped -- 3D in live-action is just too uncanny-valley. Anyway, this was a plus because I was very grumpy about having the whole 3D thing forced upon my innocent person.)
oooh oooh also did anybody else get a Spindle's End vibe from some of the stuff about celebrating the lost princess' birthday and suchlike BECAUSE I DID and it gave me a happy~
hey remember when this used to be a coherent and mature blog
(ME NEITHER)
Basically, go see Tangled. It is lovely.
Also vega_ofthe_lyre wrote a fic and it is perfect, so you should get on that, too.
--
All of this was good because mostly my morning was sort of rotten, what with everybody being cranky and being felled by my period and skiving off roller-skating after church because of Physical Things and there was a potluck that was mostly casseroles and people and I just wanted to be Not There. So I got dropped off home and made jasmine tea and put on my flowy blue dress, which was much better.
(Potlucks are not my scene. Church basements are the exact opposite of my scene, and when I rule the world church basements will be forbidden. I will fill them all in with concrete and then build extra floors on top or something. Unless they use them solely for storage and don't expect people to have parties down in their ghastly soul-sucking depths. Also when I die please do not bring any casseroles to my funeral or I will RISE AGAIN and SMITE YOU. I am sorry, very nice church ladies, but casseroles, they are very very dismal things!)
Now I must go find some socks and finish Jane Eyre, which I am reading for the first time (don't look at me like that; the copy in my house was so horrible it deterred me).
Also refresh Tumblr until it comes back.
As I've been doing the past three hours.
Um.
Look over there, a thing!