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Ugh.
This must be what loneliness feels like - I just found a lot of money left for me in my room that I haven't been to for three days and no one cares enough to admit this shit is fucking weird.
Nothing is wrong - I checked and changed all my important passwords - nothing's missing. What the hell? There will probably be some kind of closure, someone will remember that hiding money in MY stuff is just all around bad idea if you expect to get them back. I'm more surprised that honestly no one cares.
Okay then.
I've got an exam tomorrow, wild albeit polite troll, on my hands and not a single fuck to give. I'm getting desensitized like when you're a girl and youre masturbaiting and you would really want this to be over and done with so you can go to sleep and then it gets just all kinds of unpleasant? Like that.
Exams? Whatever. My future? Whatever. Things to read? Maybe less whatever but more of *deeply random* because really whatever. I'm just feeling... I can't find a word in english and I don't know appropriate one po polsku. Not good. There is nothing wrong, nothing bad is going on but nothing good is going on either. All around whatever until... Oh! There is this word I never really know what it means - liminality! Maybe I feel like that.
Finished XMFC, after whole week of trying to get through it. Oh my fuck this was one unpleasant movie!
At first it's like... something nice. Raspberry ice-cream! With this little hard bits that stay in your teeth that you can gnaw on later. Not really what I was expecting but I wasn't expecting much so beginning was nice. This sure as hell isn't Magneto but that little floppy puppy sure as hell isn't Professor X so no harm done. My obtained copy was of low quality and everything was blurry just the way I like.
Then, the second part where movie tried to prove that yes, those are Professor and Magneto and it got kind of uncomfortable but still pretty cozy like when you fell asleep under just one blanket and it's still cold in the morning and your feet dangle off the bed but it's tolerable overall and anyway you try really hard to be asleep so fuck it. I was especially saddened by Mystique who wasn't awesome. I can swallow quantum-of-solace!Magneto if I have to but I expect something in return! It was supposed to be Mystique but it wasn't. Also I have this thing where any mention of Magneto/Mystique drives me up the wall. No. No to that one. Marvel is fucking weird but the nice thing about having screwed-up storytelling is fanon and in the one I accepted Mystique is way too awesome for that kind of... I don't know. Beast? I can swallow that. If she shown some interest in functional incest? I could get over that too. But not Magneto. Not this way. No.
And so we came to third part of the movie. It is horrible. The way only a fairly good movie can get terrible. Nothing makes sense. Not one thing. All is way too fast and too showy and too... It's like you on a train. The one with compartments. Dark outside, morning way too fucking to early, only one other person that you don't know and have no desire to befriend. They are reading you go to sleep. Nice. That's what this move was up to this point - no real revelation, comparable to calm, quiet nap on a rocking train. And then you wake up because there are people barging in! Some old hags and little kids en mass screeching on top of thier lungs about bags, drinks and having to use the potty but the nearer one is yucky.
Seriously. The last... like 20 minutes is all shit. All of it. I'm counting from the Beast scene where he's idiotic beyond all possible reaches and also I think the actor who played him - hot while blue like EVERYONE ever are - only heard what shy and withdrawn meant and also what it meant to be nerdy and stuff. The dept of my unconvincement with him is staggering. And then he gets blue and I maybe sort of kind of stop/start feeling guilty about wanting some porn on him and the blond kid who was a DICK. A hot one but seriously. He remained me of me. Then there was a scene I'm not going to acknowledge, then kitchen scene where Charles is seriously a lost puppy and then... it all goes to shit at the speed of light. There is a noticeable shift and everything is bad, staged, artificially enhanced to some bizarre effect that made me think about X-Factor the comic from way back. Just... so bad. And that's before it turned out a powerful, but ethically challenged telepath the world most idealistic telepath... after Cable... DIDN'T NOTICE or if he did ignored it like a pro until the knowledge didn't change anything. For the record? I do not agree with Magneto but I sure don't agree with Charles.I firmly believe they could have GOTTEN somewhere if they stayed together for Erik was the action that Charles needed while Charles was the reality check Erik was desperate for. I know, it sounds weird in context but this movie made Magento the kind of psychopath that Nolan's Joker grew up with and you know what? If Erik is a psychopath Charles is just crazy. By standard definition of crazy by which I mean denying reality and ACTING on said denial.
It's seriously one of the things one have to see to believe. Let me just say that FC i X1 fit together PERFECTLY continuation-wise if you're willing to assume that NOTHING happened during 40 years in between. Not one significant thing. And if you're willing to admit that? Fuck you. This movie, this ending, is for you.
I decided to address the gay or rather the LACK thereof. Oh, if one wants to see it it can be seen but one have t come in prepared to LOOK. I'm not saying actors didn't have chemistry - they did - just not the right kind. You see there is an art to subtext. It can not be manufactured and that's why sometimes it's seen in the weirdest places [whole of early SPN with intense, inexplicable incest] and sometimes there's none to speak of [this move] and sometimes it's just... simmering quietly, calmly, just there [like it was in X1 and X2]. The simmering kind? Does not start the way we were shown. One road trip, one strip club and one bullet in the back is not enough.
But, whatever. I'm just writing for the hell off it now because I'm unhappy. Also, I've learned that the Lantern from the movie is to be HAL JORDAN not Kyle Rayner. Who casted Deadpool as Hal Jordan? Who was that? I was seriously certain that it was KYLE. Kyle would fit. Not that I'm somehow deeply invested in Green Lantern anything. Any knowledge I posses is of fanfiction where the JLA one - John Steward? - always fucked JLA Flash. [That? Was so hot. Still some of the best porn I've ever read.] And of course Kyle because I liked him in what I've read and liked who his was paired with although I have no clue who the hell Connor is.
Anyway - Hal Jordan? Isn't that the crazy one? Parallax one? [Although "parallax" is an awesome word. Like, if I was to choose 10 the most awesome words of all time it would make the first five.] I really don't care much about Lanterns if they don't yield porn and even if this movie will? As there is no Cable I won't ship Deadpool or Deadpool lookalike with anyone in any context.
This must be what loneliness feels like - I just found a lot of money left for me in my room that I haven't been to for three days and no one cares enough to admit this shit is fucking weird.
Nothing is wrong - I checked and changed all my important passwords - nothing's missing. What the hell? There will probably be some kind of closure, someone will remember that hiding money in MY stuff is just all around bad idea if you expect to get them back. I'm more surprised that honestly no one cares.
Okay then.
I've got an exam tomorrow, wild albeit polite troll, on my hands and not a single fuck to give. I'm getting desensitized like when you're a girl and youre masturbaiting and you would really want this to be over and done with so you can go to sleep and then it gets just all kinds of unpleasant? Like that.
Exams? Whatever. My future? Whatever. Things to read? Maybe less whatever but more of *deeply random* because really whatever. I'm just feeling... I can't find a word in english and I don't know appropriate one po polsku. Not good. There is nothing wrong, nothing bad is going on but nothing good is going on either. All around whatever until... Oh! There is this word I never really know what it means - liminality! Maybe I feel like that.
Finished XMFC, after whole week of trying to get through it. Oh my fuck this was one unpleasant movie!
At first it's like... something nice. Raspberry ice-cream! With this little hard bits that stay in your teeth that you can gnaw on later. Not really what I was expecting but I wasn't expecting much so beginning was nice. This sure as hell isn't Magneto but that little floppy puppy sure as hell isn't Professor X so no harm done. My obtained copy was of low quality and everything was blurry just the way I like.
Then, the second part where movie tried to prove that yes, those are Professor and Magneto and it got kind of uncomfortable but still pretty cozy like when you fell asleep under just one blanket and it's still cold in the morning and your feet dangle off the bed but it's tolerable overall and anyway you try really hard to be asleep so fuck it. I was especially saddened by Mystique who wasn't awesome. I can swallow quantum-of-solace!Magneto if I have to but I expect something in return! It was supposed to be Mystique but it wasn't. Also I have this thing where any mention of Magneto/Mystique drives me up the wall. No. No to that one. Marvel is fucking weird but the nice thing about having screwed-up storytelling is fanon and in the one I accepted Mystique is way too awesome for that kind of... I don't know. Beast? I can swallow that. If she shown some interest in functional incest? I could get over that too. But not Magneto. Not this way. No.
And so we came to third part of the movie. It is horrible. The way only a fairly good movie can get terrible. Nothing makes sense. Not one thing. All is way too fast and too showy and too... It's like you on a train. The one with compartments. Dark outside, morning way too fucking to early, only one other person that you don't know and have no desire to befriend. They are reading you go to sleep. Nice. That's what this move was up to this point - no real revelation, comparable to calm, quiet nap on a rocking train. And then you wake up because there are people barging in! Some old hags and little kids en mass screeching on top of thier lungs about bags, drinks and having to use the potty but the nearer one is yucky.
Seriously. The last... like 20 minutes is all shit. All of it. I'm counting from the Beast scene where he's idiotic beyond all possible reaches and also I think the actor who played him - hot while blue like EVERYONE ever are - only heard what shy and withdrawn meant and also what it meant to be nerdy and stuff. The dept of my unconvincement with him is staggering. And then he gets blue and I maybe sort of kind of stop/start feeling guilty about wanting some porn on him and the blond kid who was a DICK. A hot one but seriously. He remained me of me. Then there was a scene I'm not going to acknowledge, then kitchen scene where Charles is seriously a lost puppy and then... it all goes to shit at the speed of light. There is a noticeable shift and everything is bad, staged, artificially enhanced to some bizarre effect that made me think about X-Factor the comic from way back. Just... so bad. And that's before it turned out a powerful, but ethically challenged telepath the world most idealistic telepath... after Cable... DIDN'T NOTICE or if he did ignored it like a pro until the knowledge didn't change anything. For the record? I do not agree with Magneto but I sure don't agree with Charles.I firmly believe they could have GOTTEN somewhere if they stayed together for Erik was the action that Charles needed while Charles was the reality check Erik was desperate for. I know, it sounds weird in context but this movie made Magento the kind of psychopath that Nolan's Joker grew up with and you know what? If Erik is a psychopath Charles is just crazy. By standard definition of crazy by which I mean denying reality and ACTING on said denial.
It's seriously one of the things one have to see to believe. Let me just say that FC i X1 fit together PERFECTLY continuation-wise if you're willing to assume that NOTHING happened during 40 years in between. Not one significant thing. And if you're willing to admit that? Fuck you. This movie, this ending, is for you.
I decided to address the gay or rather the LACK thereof. Oh, if one wants to see it it can be seen but one have t come in prepared to LOOK. I'm not saying actors didn't have chemistry - they did - just not the right kind. You see there is an art to subtext. It can not be manufactured and that's why sometimes it's seen in the weirdest places [whole of early SPN with intense, inexplicable incest] and sometimes there's none to speak of [this move] and sometimes it's just... simmering quietly, calmly, just there [like it was in X1 and X2]. The simmering kind? Does not start the way we were shown. One road trip, one strip club and one bullet in the back is not enough.
But, whatever. I'm just writing for the hell off it now because I'm unhappy. Also, I've learned that the Lantern from the movie is to be HAL JORDAN not Kyle Rayner. Who casted Deadpool as Hal Jordan? Who was that? I was seriously certain that it was KYLE. Kyle would fit. Not that I'm somehow deeply invested in Green Lantern anything. Any knowledge I posses is of fanfiction where the JLA one - John Steward? - always fucked JLA Flash. [That? Was so hot. Still some of the best porn I've ever read.] And of course Kyle because I liked him in what I've read and liked who his was paired with although I have no clue who the hell Connor is.
Anyway - Hal Jordan? Isn't that the crazy one? Parallax one? [Although "parallax" is an awesome word. Like, if I was to choose 10 the most awesome words of all time it would make the first five.] I really don't care much about Lanterns if they don't yield porn and even if this movie will? As there is no Cable I won't ship Deadpool or Deadpool lookalike with anyone in any context.