OOOOOoooOOoOOOOooooo!!
Pearl Jam are remastering and remixing 'Ten', which is, like, one of my favourite albums EVER. When I was 15 I listened to that, Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness by the Pumpkins, Nevermind by Nirvana and Live Through This by Hole, like nonstop. Ocassionally I'd put on some Veruca Salt to mix things up a little. BUT. I loved Ten so much, oh my god. The remastered versions of Black and Evenflow on the Rearview Mirror best of CD were awesome. I want the Super Deluxe Version! (Also, look how damn CUTE Eddie Vedder was, with his long flowing locks and his flannel and his gorgeous little mouth. Ahhhh, youth)
So I saw Twilight last night - one of the few perks of my job, I got free tickets to a prescreening of it, because I've been working so hard selling the damned book and the stupid movie guide thing. (I set up a Twilight ~display~ today, with red tinsel and red velvet bows. It...made me want to cry.)
Anyway.
The movie wasn't bad. Ok, parts of it (like Jasper's hair and his freaky pop eye, which Lucy pointed out halfway through and which made me choke on my apple juice) were laughably bad, and god, Kristen Stewert sucked (who taught her that the only way to emote - any emotion at all - is to blink a lot? That person should be fired!), but, you know, it wasn't BAD bad. Apart from the dodgy special effects, like the little squirrel run up the tree, I like that it was done low budget, it made it look like an indy film rather than a big hollywood blockbuster. Edward was great, except for the fact that I don't know why Bella fell in love with him when he was such a creepy mouth-breather at the start. The five second scene between Edward and Jacob (JACOB! My Jacob) at the end was worth the rest of the movie. Those two had more chemistry than RPattz and Kristen, and I'm not even saying that in a shippy way. The way Jacob immediately arced up, like he doesn't even KNOW, it's just INSTINCT. That was very well played. I liked most of the Cullens (Except Pop Eye and his bad wig, although even he looked ok in the baseball scene), although Alice seemed less kooky and more...ditzy and dumb. Uh. I keep pointing out the bad stuff, don't I? Edward really WAS very good. I like that RPattz played him real creepy, because in the book you KNOW that there's no danger, even though you're told there is - ooh, look, at the cutesy-wootsy little vege-vampire! Isn't he scary and bad! Oh yes he is! *pinches his cheeks* - you know that he's not gonna rip Bella's throat out. In the movie, that sense of unease is a lot more present, because, like I said - creepy mouth-breather. WATCHING HER SLEEP. Sorry, Twihards, that will NEVER NOT BE WRONG.
I do like Edward, though. I like how FUCKED UP INSANE he is.
In other Twilight news, I keep accidentally insulting Twilight in front of crazy Twilight fans. I made the mistake of calling it a bit shallow the other day -to another customer, who was looking for a book for her daughter, who hadn't bothered finishing it. Two Twihards overheard and butted in about how it wasn't SHALLOW, it was DEEP and MEANINGFUL and about TRUE LOVE and BLAH BLAH BLAH. While me and the original chick exchanged Glances. (I ended up selling her Northern Lights, by Philip Pullman, which actually IS deep. Stupid Twihards).
I got a new Tanith Lee book in the mail yesterday *gleeface* No one's writing makes me as purely joyful as Tanith's does. Every now and then a sentence will make me stop reading and just stare into space with a dopey grin, because it's JUST. THAT. GOOD. I don't know why everyone in the whole world doesn't read Tanith Lee and make her a billionaire, because she deserves it. (I'm reading the Claidi Collection, by the by, which is a bind-up of three books, Wolf Tower, Wolf Star and Wolf Queen)
Oh, yo, I also saw Bond, like, a week before it came out. Verdict? Freakin' awesome. I'm not cutting that. "Bond was awesome" is not a spoiler.
Anyway. I have a cold and I'm going to bed to read for a bit, for cheery-up times. I had egg nog with rum in it for a night cap, and now I'm feeling pleasantly blankie-like.
--Cheers, Beck