It's a Small, Small, Fandom World
So after all that’s been going on, I thought I should plan in some entertainment. Over the course of this week I’ve rented Hairspray, Enchanted, and Transformers, none of which I had seen before.
(I was in the mood for something light, fun, mindless, and fluffy. Mission accomplished.)
I do have to confess that I spent the first 10-15 minutes of Transformers considering the MASSIVE FANDOMS CROSSOVER COLLISION possible with the cast.
At least half that was pondering the odds for Josh Duhamel’s (you gotta be kidding me - Word recognizes the spelling of “Duhamel”??) character’s wife to wind up roasting on the ceiling. (I guess it depends on if his baby girl is six months old yet.)
And then I realized, wow, major fandom intersect here, because that was Sucre back in the helicopter and of course Duhamel-of-the-Microsoft-approved-spelling was ... whoever he was on Las Vegas, and Anthony Anderson was a primary cast member on at least two shows in the last year alone, and then there’s Michael O’Neill who has basically made a career out of played the straight-laced and stoic military man/federal agent/quietly assured authority figure.
For a moment there I thought that Mrs. Witwicky (thankfully, Word does not recognize that one) was played by Emily Gilmore, but of course she wasn’t. There is something of a resemblance there though, don’t you think?)
Actually, Enchanted (which, cute movie, charming concept, and I just giggle about the whole deal with McDreamy's character's reaction to the big Broadway bit in Central Park. "He knows the song, too?"..."I've never heard of this song!") and Hairspray had a lot of their own crossover potential. First, with the amusing thought of Corny Collins and Prince Edward being somehow related and then of course the various cast members’ previous roles. (The one moment it really hit me was when Giselle (and, really? Word knows that one, too?) collapsed at the ball and they shouted for help, I immediately jumped to the situation-appropriate cliché question of “Is there a doctor in the house?” and found it amusing. (Plus, the story takes on all new levels if you imagine Idina Menzel’s [nope, Word doesn’t know either of them - Why you gotta be hating on the Broadway chick, Word?] character as a version of Elphaba who fell through a similar alternate reality tunnel.
Yes, I know. I am strange. But it amuses me. So, welcome to my brain.)
All in all the films were a nice, enjoyable, distraction. And have continued to be somewhat so even when I am not watching them. For instance, I have had certain musical refrains running through my head for upwards of three days now.
(I was in the mood for something light, fun, mindless, and fluffy. Mission accomplished.)
I do have to confess that I spent the first 10-15 minutes of Transformers considering the MASSIVE FANDOMS CROSSOVER COLLISION possible with the cast.
At least half that was pondering the odds for Josh Duhamel’s (you gotta be kidding me - Word recognizes the spelling of “Duhamel”??) character’s wife to wind up roasting on the ceiling. (I guess it depends on if his baby girl is six months old yet.)
And then I realized, wow, major fandom intersect here, because that was Sucre back in the helicopter and of course Duhamel-of-the-Microsoft-approved-spelling was ... whoever he was on Las Vegas, and Anthony Anderson was a primary cast member on at least two shows in the last year alone, and then there’s Michael O’Neill who has basically made a career out of played the straight-laced and stoic military man/federal agent/quietly assured authority figure.
For a moment there I thought that Mrs. Witwicky (thankfully, Word does not recognize that one) was played by Emily Gilmore, but of course she wasn’t. There is something of a resemblance there though, don’t you think?)
Actually, Enchanted (which, cute movie, charming concept, and I just giggle about the whole deal with McDreamy's character's reaction to the big Broadway bit in Central Park. "He knows the song, too?"..."I've never heard of this song!") and Hairspray had a lot of their own crossover potential. First, with the amusing thought of Corny Collins and Prince Edward being somehow related and then of course the various cast members’ previous roles. (The one moment it really hit me was when Giselle (and, really? Word knows that one, too?) collapsed at the ball and they shouted for help, I immediately jumped to the situation-appropriate cliché question of “Is there a doctor in the house?” and found it amusing. (Plus, the story takes on all new levels if you imagine Idina Menzel’s [nope, Word doesn’t know either of them - Why you gotta be hating on the Broadway chick, Word?] character as a version of Elphaba who fell through a similar alternate reality tunnel.
Yes, I know. I am strange. But it amuses me. So, welcome to my brain.)
All in all the films were a nice, enjoyable, distraction. And have continued to be somewhat so even when I am not watching them. For instance, I have had certain musical refrains running through my head for upwards of three days now.