Why am I always searching for the angle which suggests sexual abuse of some hapless male?
What kind of commentary does that shed on me?
OMG John Edwards is talking about threesomes, pervert.
Beneath the weight of many repeated suggestions from my brother I watched Revenge of the Sith yesterday. Yes that would be the Star Wars film and yes I did enjoy it, much to my immense surprise.
Me and Star Wars have a mixed history. My first and only boyfriend was obsessed with it and like a dutiful girlfriend I borrowed his Special edition VHS's and watched the original trilogy. As is the case with me not long afterwards my conscious memory was wiped for the details of the plots - my memory isnt a strong point. All I was left with was a disconcertingly vague and mysterious feeling that I sort of thought Return of the Jedi was ok. That has sustained me for years, protected me against ever watching them again and been wheeled out whenever people around me (mainly men, strangely) were talking about them.
My brother bought the recent re new DVD trilogy and saw the prequel films at the cinema - instead of downloading it like he does for almost everything else - because he too is a proper fan.
So yeah yesterday pretty rapidly, a game of Lord of the Rings Trivial Pursuit (don't ask) between me and said brother turned curiously into a game of Star Wars Trivial Pursuit and I realised that my brother might be seriously addicted to Trivial Pursuit. Anyway this then metamorphosed into a rant from my brother about how lolsomely irritating he found the films whilst he also loves them dearly (his relationship with them being similar to that which I have with Sylvia).
This piqued my interest as my brother's lolsome rants often do and as he reccommended that I watched Revenge of the Sith and I had nothing else to do with my afternoon besides demolishing Oreo cookies (which I can do whilst watching a DVD because I am female and thus ace at the multi tasking) we did just that.
Basically 10 minutes in, being immature and sexually frustrated I became how I always am when watching fillums. Inclined to reducing everything to being a) about sex/deviant sex/sexual abuse somehow and b) laughing at that.
So with the help of my brother mentioning that Anakin Skywalker (aka Darth Vader aka Hayden Christensen) had been groomed for eval by his mentor who is secretly a Sith Lord I reduced the plot to one about paedophilia.
LOL GROOMING.
So yeah basically I understood the film as the steady process by which Anakin is turned over to the darkside by the stealth application of paedo powers from his Sith Lord molester.
The funny thing being that what I suggest as his motivations are about as plausible as the reasons for Anakin suddenly becoming ttly eeval as the film itself gives the viewer. Well my brother was trying to explain it to me saying something about Padme and stuff but I didn't buy it.
So yeah basically I found it appropriately mythical and well acted, as well as entirely lolsome enough for me to like it.
Especially the bits where Anakin wails why won't they make me a Jedi master (apparently nothing like a Pokemon master) and I imagined Samel L. Jackson character saying to himself mentally, because you stink to high heaven of a paedo's mental tampering...
Those paedophiles eh, now I can finally understand why the Sun are so paranoid about them.
Yes so there
I got an unlimited cinema card
Cinema any time I want for £11.99 when the average cinema trip costs about a fiver and I go at least 3 times a month yes please.... The first excersise of this freedom, today, was the film 27 dresses and oh my Ed Burns gives me the horn, especially that whole stiff/bad acting thing he does and his totally scarily massive body (wtf is he a weightlifter?). He is totally sexy and has given me new motivation to watch Ash Wednesday which I bought (from Poundland for...you guessed it, a pound) because he is in it.
Strange that it was Burns that swayed me since James Marsden was the one who was much funnier/better with the comedy and stuff as well as supernaturally chiselled.
Yes that is my only comment on that film besides the fact that it made me lol in places. This is mainly because I've forgotten about it now. I wasn't joking when I said that my memory was so poor for things that unless I watch them 90,000000 times/concentrate r r hard I forget them.
As this was designed to be forgettable fluff I couldn't have concentrated on it if I tried, so...
Oh and I was reading interesting things on the bus.
Got this book called the Natural History of the Brain and my goodness it's mighty interesting. There is this description that the brain orders the body through inhibition of action. That everything the brain knows how to tell the body to do it is prepared to do at all times. It conjured the idea that the brain is straining to do things at every moment and that it is holding itself back.
Self control even as I demonstrably have none.
I love that idea.
Remarkable, the human body is utterly, splendiforously remarkable.
This book also has a whole lot to interesting things say about levels of consiousness too but this entry is too long as it is, next time...I bet you can't fucking wait.