Had a lovely birthday-type day, yesterday, and am about to dash out the door in pursuit of some things that need to be done before the weekend takes hold. Like get my car key replaced so that I can move said car. But, first, to prove that I am not nearly as shallow as I pretend ( Read more... )

Saw HBP last night. Yay, midnight release! Suffered from sudden onset of a summer cold and spent the entire time shaking and sweating with fever, but I think I liked it. Particularly enjoyed how chummy the audience was-many wolf-whistles, communal giggles, and groans ( Read more... )

Because for the first time in three years, I shall not be working on Canada Day. (At least not in the evening.) Which means that I get to drink cocktails with maple syrup in them, eat food that has as yet not been determined, and watch some of the finest specimens of Canadian film. Like this:

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And this:

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It would be a lie if I were to tell you I ( Read more... )

Went to see Coraline tonight with a bookshoply coworker-thought it was fabulous. Haven't read the book in ages, so it's hard to compare, but I felt that the film did a wonderful job of capturing the overall feel, which is really the important thing. Whimsical, frightening and absolutely lovely ( Read more... )

Or: Dear James Bond, I am going to entice you into my bedroom with a trail of chocolate icing, have my wicked way with you, and hold you there forever and ever amen (or at least as long as you are blond ( Read more... )

*tries not to strangle people ( Read more... )

In the brief few days since I posted last, a great many things have happened, the most significant of which being that my hair is rather ginger (and I love it), my sister has visited (which was marvellous), and that I went to see The Dark Knight, which was awesome. It actually managed to combine two of my favourite filmly things: decent ( Read more... )

The question of my favourite book-made-movie is one that has haunted me for many years; generally, I believe in the power of the Written Word over the Power of Celluloid, but there are some books that make wonderful films. I've whittled it down to my top three-I Capture the Castle, the Emma Thompson version of Sense and Sensibility, and the BBC ( Read more... )

Went to see Stardust on Saturday, which was, in a word, wonderful, particularly in the sense of said word that means 'filled with wondrous activity'.  I tried to be strong and only order a small Diet Coke, but the person running concession persuaded me into a larger size by saying it was only another fifty cents (I blame him for any discomfort I ( Read more... )

First off, I would just like to get it out there that my girl-crush on Helena Bonham Carter kind of exploded tonight.  (Along with my bladder after the usual application of an extra-large diet Coke in the previews.)  I am a little bit in love with her.  Also, between Umbridge's pink fixation, Shacklebolt's freakish purple hat, Petunia's dress-like ( Read more... )