actually back
I didn't really count Friday or the weekend as being back. I was still in vacation mode; and, to be honest, my brain hasn't quite made the transition yet.
ANYWAY, over the weekend I did some screen-caps (in addition to those already posted from TheJokerBlogs - "BRB") for Tim Burton's Alice in Wonderland teaser trailer and 85 more icon bases from 12 Monkeys. TheJokerBlogs caps are here, but the rest can be viewed over @
phantasm_bunny.
Vacation? Turbulence-heavy and stomach-turning flights aside, it was great. The days are a bit scrambled in my memory, and I'm beginning to feel like I should've kept a log. I've done that before and never regretted it. Don't know why I didn't this time.
There are some pictures over @ Flickr, but most of them are still on my digi-cam. I'll get around to offloading and uploading them eventually.
I went to see the new Harry Potter and Brüno while I was there (because, well, why not? a nice cold theatre is the perfect place to chill out in the blazing heat of a Julian afternoon). I enjoyed both of them, but then I might be predisposed.
There's a lot to enjoy about the film (and, admittedly, a lot to criticise, too), but Crunk!Harry is easily my favourite part of Half-Blood Prince. The storylines of all the Potter films tend to force Radcliffe into melodrama, but the Felix Felicis tangent let him be a nutball for once. It suits him.
Brüno is not for the faint of heart nor the politically correct. If you are averse to the male form, you will be offended.
If you take him seriously, you will be offended. If, on the other hand, you're familiar with and fond of Sascha Baron Cohen's antics, you'll probably enjoy it. I still prefer Borat, and feel that he was able to do more with that character than Brüno is able to do, but I appreciate the underlying critique of American culture found in Brüno. Even if it does occasionally get lost in the emphasis on shock value.
Dragonball Evolution was the in-flight movie on the way home, and I tuned in long enough to watch and listen to James Marsters' performance as Piccolo--sorely used in a shitty movie, Spike. He'd be better off getting more gigs on Torchwood.
Speaking of that flight, weather in Boston and weather in Orlando delayed it by about two hours, so I didn't get home until 1 o'clock in the morning. That led me to use Friday to recuperate. I also went to see Angels & Demons (three theatre visits in seven days? yes, actually).
Ewan McGregor gets nothing but good will from me, and I really wanted to like it, but there were a few marks against it even before it began... First of all, I could still remember the plot of the book, even though it's been about five years since I read it--so that removes any possibility of surprise about the twist ending. Secondly, certain elements of certain characters were lost in the transition from book to screenplay. The whole business of the Pope having a son, a nun as the mother? What, too racy, too volatile? I'm also pretty sure that the kidnapper/assassin was supposed to be a misogynistic Middle-Eastern man; instead, he was pretty low-key, uninteresting, and Euro-intellectual in appearance.
Anyway, I now understand why the Vatican wasn't as upset by this film as they were with The Da Vinci Code. That little tidbit of papal fatherhood alone probably would've had the fundies picketing 24/7.
My other issue is entirely with the theatre in which I watched the film. The sound was terribly corrupted, and that might be from too many viewings or poor handling--but I still blame them. It really detracts from the cataclysmic explosion when the the sound keeps breaking at every other second--and then yet again in the ending dramatic dialogue (which wouldn't have been that great to begin with, but the sound issue made it annoying, to boot). It ought to shame them to run the reel when the quality is so degraded.
Furthermore, I went to the first showing of the day, and the house was still filthy from the previous show--soda cups and popcorn containers everwhere. I know that patrons should clean up after themselves (I always do), but if they don't, then the theatre needs to take care of it, unless they like to encourage vermin invading the establishment.
Very disappointing experience from the Danvers Hollywood Hits. I try to support the smaller theatres around my way, but I don't think I'll be returning any time soon, and I'd discourage others from going there either. Instead, I recommend CinemaSalem. It's smaller, but in my experience it's always in good order.
ANYWAY, over the weekend I did some screen-caps (in addition to those already posted from TheJokerBlogs - "BRB") for Tim Burton's Alice in Wonderland teaser trailer and 85 more icon bases from 12 Monkeys. TheJokerBlogs caps are here, but the rest can be viewed over @
phantasm_bunny.
Vacation? Turbulence-heavy and stomach-turning flights aside, it was great. The days are a bit scrambled in my memory, and I'm beginning to feel like I should've kept a log. I've done that before and never regretted it. Don't know why I didn't this time.
There are some pictures over @ Flickr, but most of them are still on my digi-cam. I'll get around to offloading and uploading them eventually.
I went to see the new Harry Potter and Brüno while I was there (because, well, why not? a nice cold theatre is the perfect place to chill out in the blazing heat of a Julian afternoon). I enjoyed both of them, but then I might be predisposed.
There's a lot to enjoy about the film (and, admittedly, a lot to criticise, too), but Crunk!Harry is easily my favourite part of Half-Blood Prince. The storylines of all the Potter films tend to force Radcliffe into melodrama, but the Felix Felicis tangent let him be a nutball for once. It suits him.
Brüno is not for the faint of heart nor the politically correct. If you are averse to the male form, you will be offended.
If you take him seriously, you will be offended. If, on the other hand, you're familiar with and fond of Sascha Baron Cohen's antics, you'll probably enjoy it. I still prefer Borat, and feel that he was able to do more with that character than Brüno is able to do, but I appreciate the underlying critique of American culture found in Brüno. Even if it does occasionally get lost in the emphasis on shock value.
Dragonball Evolution was the in-flight movie on the way home, and I tuned in long enough to watch and listen to James Marsters' performance as Piccolo--sorely used in a shitty movie, Spike. He'd be better off getting more gigs on Torchwood.
Speaking of that flight, weather in Boston and weather in Orlando delayed it by about two hours, so I didn't get home until 1 o'clock in the morning. That led me to use Friday to recuperate. I also went to see Angels & Demons (three theatre visits in seven days? yes, actually).
Ewan McGregor gets nothing but good will from me, and I really wanted to like it, but there were a few marks against it even before it began... First of all, I could still remember the plot of the book, even though it's been about five years since I read it--so that removes any possibility of surprise about the twist ending. Secondly, certain elements of certain characters were lost in the transition from book to screenplay. The whole business of the Pope having a son, a nun as the mother? What, too racy, too volatile? I'm also pretty sure that the kidnapper/assassin was supposed to be a misogynistic Middle-Eastern man; instead, he was pretty low-key, uninteresting, and Euro-intellectual in appearance.
Anyway, I now understand why the Vatican wasn't as upset by this film as they were with The Da Vinci Code. That little tidbit of papal fatherhood alone probably would've had the fundies picketing 24/7.
My other issue is entirely with the theatre in which I watched the film. The sound was terribly corrupted, and that might be from too many viewings or poor handling--but I still blame them. It really detracts from the cataclysmic explosion when the the sound keeps breaking at every other second--and then yet again in the ending dramatic dialogue (which wouldn't have been that great to begin with, but the sound issue made it annoying, to boot). It ought to shame them to run the reel when the quality is so degraded.
Furthermore, I went to the first showing of the day, and the house was still filthy from the previous show--soda cups and popcorn containers everwhere. I know that patrons should clean up after themselves (I always do), but if they don't, then the theatre needs to take care of it, unless they like to encourage vermin invading the establishment.
Very disappointing experience from the Danvers Hollywood Hits. I try to support the smaller theatres around my way, but I don't think I'll be returning any time soon, and I'd discourage others from going there either. Instead, I recommend CinemaSalem. It's smaller, but in my experience it's always in good order.