This, that, and the other
I am pretty damn tired. Could sleep for a week tired. Nothing new there. Kids are too busy, I'm too busy, not enough hours in the day...yada, yada, yada.
And yet...
Finally got around to seeing Casino Royale last night. I liked it--Sean Connery forgive me, but I think Daniel Craig might be my favorite Bond--but it felt long in spots and I did manage to get confused once or twice (I was multitasking and not paying 100% attention either), and some stuff was predictable. But, on the whole, it was a better story, the explosions not ridiculous, the ass-whoopin's pretty good, and all in all, I liked that the cast wasn't full of super-well-knowns. It was refreshing for that franchise. Plus, the gadgets didn't overshadow the plot. As much as I am a gadgety-girl, I do like storylines in my movies.
You know, I really did like Rose. I thought she was great--complex and down to Earth and funny. But I think I like Martha more. I don't know what it is about her, but I just think she is awesome. She has a pretty good head on her shoulders and she is definitely loyal. She and Rose have some fundamental similarities--which I suspect runs through all the companions, not having seen earlier episodes (at least none I can remember)--but Martha seemed so much more comfortable in the role. I'm glad she decided to do her own thing for a while (especially checking in with the rather hot Dr. Tom) for the right reasons. Better now than get stranded in an Alternate Universe, I suppose.
I think my brain exploded though at the thought of dashing Captain Jack possibly being the Face of Boe. Truly, it makes my head hurt. I suppose after Cassandra, a giant head in a terrarium is a possibility after a billion years, but I just can't make that jump mentally. Not Jack. Not sex on a stick Jack.
I continue to love David Tennant as the Doctor. I don't love him quite so much looking like a bobble-head mated with Gollum, but hey, he comes in many shapes and sizes. I love his patience and planning and faith in humanity (it's far stronger than my own) and especially his faith in the abilities of Martha Jones. I love his sneakers and his crazy hair. I loved that he was more crushed at the death of The Master than he seemed to be over parting with Rose.
Speaking of the Master, I really rather liked John Simm's nutty twisted Master. Liked him way more than Eric Roberts' Master, but that probably goes without saying. They do run neck-and-neck with the camp though. I can't say I was remotely fond or interested in his "companion" or whatever she was. His punch, more likely. That she was the one who offed him was a win for battered women, I suppose, but I would have liked to see something else...something slightly more grandiose. Oh well. Here's hoping we'll see his ring put to good use.
I am now looking forward to both the upcoming Torchwood and Doctor Who seasons. Should be interesting to see what misadventures have befallen the Torchwood gang. I suspect the Mystery Machine has broken down and they are definitely out of Scooby snacks and will be infinitely grateful when Jack saves their bacon. Again.
I'm sure I have other inane things to say, but honestly, I'm ready to drop. I think I might, actually. Hope you all are well. :)
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...........
And yet...
Finally got around to seeing Casino Royale last night. I liked it--Sean Connery forgive me, but I think Daniel Craig might be my favorite Bond--but it felt long in spots and I did manage to get confused once or twice (I was multitasking and not paying 100% attention either), and some stuff was predictable. But, on the whole, it was a better story, the explosions not ridiculous, the ass-whoopin's pretty good, and all in all, I liked that the cast wasn't full of super-well-knowns. It was refreshing for that franchise. Plus, the gadgets didn't overshadow the plot. As much as I am a gadgety-girl, I do like storylines in my movies.
You know, I really did like Rose. I thought she was great--complex and down to Earth and funny. But I think I like Martha more. I don't know what it is about her, but I just think she is awesome. She has a pretty good head on her shoulders and she is definitely loyal. She and Rose have some fundamental similarities--which I suspect runs through all the companions, not having seen earlier episodes (at least none I can remember)--but Martha seemed so much more comfortable in the role. I'm glad she decided to do her own thing for a while (especially checking in with the rather hot Dr. Tom) for the right reasons. Better now than get stranded in an Alternate Universe, I suppose.
I think my brain exploded though at the thought of dashing Captain Jack possibly being the Face of Boe. Truly, it makes my head hurt. I suppose after Cassandra, a giant head in a terrarium is a possibility after a billion years, but I just can't make that jump mentally. Not Jack. Not sex on a stick Jack.
I continue to love David Tennant as the Doctor. I don't love him quite so much looking like a bobble-head mated with Gollum, but hey, he comes in many shapes and sizes. I love his patience and planning and faith in humanity (it's far stronger than my own) and especially his faith in the abilities of Martha Jones. I love his sneakers and his crazy hair. I loved that he was more crushed at the death of The Master than he seemed to be over parting with Rose.
Speaking of the Master, I really rather liked John Simm's nutty twisted Master. Liked him way more than Eric Roberts' Master, but that probably goes without saying. They do run neck-and-neck with the camp though. I can't say I was remotely fond or interested in his "companion" or whatever she was. His punch, more likely. That she was the one who offed him was a win for battered women, I suppose, but I would have liked to see something else...something slightly more grandiose. Oh well. Here's hoping we'll see his ring put to good use.
I am now looking forward to both the upcoming Torchwood and Doctor Who seasons. Should be interesting to see what misadventures have befallen the Torchwood gang. I suspect the Mystery Machine has broken down and they are definitely out of Scooby snacks and will be infinitely grateful when Jack saves their bacon. Again.
I'm sure I have other inane things to say, but honestly, I'm ready to drop. I think I might, actually. Hope you all are well. :)
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...........