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Meme that I got from dollsome like a million years ago and has just been sitting in my drafts waiting to be posted: ten things I love! Today's programming brought to you by the letter R (and please comment if you'd like a letter of your own).
1. Robin Hood: Okay. Yes, I am very predictable (but, pssht, like Nita didn't know exactly what she was doing when she gave me this letter!). I don't suppose I need to clarify and say that I'm referring to the show rather than just the character (sorry, Robs; I will give you props for bringing the OMGLOLWTF every now and then, though). It hasn't even been a full year since I was first introduce to this show, and yet I'm pretty sure I have already completely sacrificed my brain to its greatness. Ohhh, yes, I freely admit that I am addicted to its sweet, sweet crack...
...and of course its Guy/Marian. Please please continue to make out in an incredibly hot fashion for the rest of my life (but maybe try to do it in slightly better lighting conditions?). I realize that, errr, there might be some stumbling blocks to this eventuality, given recent developments... But I'll keep hope alive (flashbacks! Hallucinations! ...Something!).
2. Richard Armitage: As a corollary to the above, I of course had to include Armitage. Or, perhaps more specifically, his nose, a thing of everlasting beauty.
3. Rudolph Valentino: When I first decided to start exploring the wide wonderful world of silent films, I remember reading about all of the Valentino-induced hysteria and having quite a giggle over stories of women fainting in the aisles of movie theatres. "Oh, silly movie goers," I said to myself. "How innocent and unused to the ways of Hollywood heartthrobs!" ...And then I watched my first Valentino film and was like, "Okay, where's an aisle for me to faint into?? *fans self*"
As an added bonus, here's a gorgeous montage of many of his kissing scenes -- quite a bit sexier than the one I linked earlier of Captain Kirk. ;)
4. Ronald Colman: Oh, I am such a sucker for that tiny mustache. He has such a soft sort of intensity, the picture of propriety and yet a resonating purity of emotion. Please, watch Random Harvest and try not to cry, I DARE YOU. And I know I mention this at every possible opportunity, but The Prisoner of Zenda is one of those "greatest movies you've never seen" (except for me and KenJen, oh yes).
5. Robert Montgomery: Hmmm, I'm sensing a trend -- yet another favourite actor of mine. I tried to come up with a way to include There Will Be Blood on this list, haha, but it didn't exactly pan out... but I ever since I watched TWBB last weekend, I keep making all of these random and quite possibly nonsensical to everybody except for me associations with other films/books/etc., one of which is Night Must Fall. I think more than anything it's just the acting choices of DDL and Bob in those two films which really connect for me, that sort of compelling, charismatic on-the-edge craziness which just winds you into a ball of tenseness for the whole movie. And somebody please tell me why precisely Night Must Fall isn't available on DVD? This must be rectified.
6. Rita Hayworth: Okay, I guess I have to break up all of that actor lust with a serious girl!crush. Guhhh, but isn't she gorgeous? That still from Gilda was my desktop for the longest time. I love, though, that as wonderful as she is at playing the alluring sex goddess, her off screen personality always seemed so adorable and genuine.
7. Rufus Wainwright: One of the very very few contemporary artists whose career I've actually made it a point to follow (except I still haven't bought his new album, which by this point in time really isn't new any more. Ooops. I plead poor college student!). I actually did not care much for the album version of "Vibrate," but after watching the DVD this has become one of my favourite performances.
8. Rick/Renault: They're like proto-House/Wilson! And totally the best reason to watch Casablanca. Ilsa? Who? What?
Renault >>>>> everybody else ever.
9. Romanticism: Oh snap, y'all. So right now I'm in this Age of Revolutions in Europe course, and we've spent the last few weeks discussing some of the period's "ism"s. I was very much looking forward to our week on Romanticism, but once it finally rolled around, this is basically how our professor opened class: "Yeah, so, I think Romanticism is pretty silly, and it's really my least favourite thing to teach, but I guess we have to trudge through it anyway." And since history majors at my school are, as a rule, a bunch of un-funny douchey egotists, most of the class spent the whole period making emo jokes and generally being obnoxious. I have one fellow English major ally in there, with whom I've taken a handful of lit classes, including Romanticism. So, yeah, we had our moment of totally indignant OH NO THEY DIDN'T and brought it back with a vengeance when we had to do our reading discussion the next class. I still haven't gotten my paper back for that week, so I'm kind of interested to see what I made... but I'm glad that I took a stand. Literature nerdiness aside, I've always been a huge fan of Romanticism artwork as well. I love me some Turner, which is actually my calendar this year (a position of honour, considering the meticulous process I go through every December to choose a calendar for the new year). And, oh! More things that I can kind of connect to TWBB! In my crazy maze of linking through from discussion to discussion, I saw this poem mentioned, and. Yes. Awesome: William Blake's "A Poison Tree".
10. Rainbow Connection: This song has so many wonderful connections for me. First of all, Kermit. OMG. Total puppet crush (if such a thing even exists). I've always over-identified with Miss Piggy anyway, and my love for the frog is no exception. Also, awww, this song always makes me think of my dad. Somehow we chitlins discovered that our most esteemed father loves this song and knows all of the words to it, and, just... heh. To give you an image of my father: he's an ex-Marine after 20+ years in the service; currently thinking about getting a job at a military academy; I've heard his past students compare him to Hannibal Lector (although to be honest I don't quite understand that one); if you watch Psych, he is SO HENRY SPENCER except just replace ex-cop with ex-Marine; and he is like Mr. Intense Let's Go Run Up and Down the Stadium at Five in the Morning Work-Out MACHINE. And he loves the Rainbow Connection. Yaaay. One of our beloved father-daughter bonding activities has always been going to the Tampa Theatre together, and we finally managed a screening of The Muppet Movie a few years ago which was just as fun and awesome as it sounds.
This actually started out as a really hard letter, but now I feel sorry for all of the extra ideas which occurred to me during the making of and which fell by the wayside -- Edward Rochester, best "romantic" "hero" (yes, both of those words need some ironic quotations) of any novel I've ever read and quite likely a formative influence on my relationship ideals; Raiders of the Lost Ark, favourite Indiana Jones film (my sister and I always duke it out, because she prefers Last Crusade); Rupert Giles, sexiest librarian and embodiment of my penchant for forming nerd!crushes and teacher!crushes; Return to Grace, totally awesome DS9 episode which makes me long for the days when I can once again reunite with my TiVo (spring break in three weeks!).
...Okay, I think I've discovered why it takes so long for me to finish any memes, because a simple, "Make a list of ten things!" turned into a 1000+ word ramble. Of course!
1. Robin Hood: Okay. Yes, I am very predictable (but, pssht, like Nita didn't know exactly what she was doing when she gave me this letter!). I don't suppose I need to clarify and say that I'm referring to the show rather than just the character (sorry, Robs; I will give you props for bringing the OMGLOLWTF every now and then, though). It hasn't even been a full year since I was first introduce to this show, and yet I'm pretty sure I have already completely sacrificed my brain to its greatness. Ohhh, yes, I freely admit that I am addicted to its sweet, sweet crack...
...and of course its Guy/Marian. Please please continue to make out in an incredibly hot fashion for the rest of my life (but maybe try to do it in slightly better lighting conditions?). I realize that, errr, there might be some stumbling blocks to this eventuality, given recent developments... But I'll keep hope alive (flashbacks! Hallucinations! ...Something!).
2. Richard Armitage: As a corollary to the above, I of course had to include Armitage. Or, perhaps more specifically, his nose, a thing of everlasting beauty.
3. Rudolph Valentino: When I first decided to start exploring the wide wonderful world of silent films, I remember reading about all of the Valentino-induced hysteria and having quite a giggle over stories of women fainting in the aisles of movie theatres. "Oh, silly movie goers," I said to myself. "How innocent and unused to the ways of Hollywood heartthrobs!" ...And then I watched my first Valentino film and was like, "Okay, where's an aisle for me to faint into?? *fans self*"
As an added bonus, here's a gorgeous montage of many of his kissing scenes -- quite a bit sexier than the one I linked earlier of Captain Kirk. ;)
4. Ronald Colman: Oh, I am such a sucker for that tiny mustache. He has such a soft sort of intensity, the picture of propriety and yet a resonating purity of emotion. Please, watch Random Harvest and try not to cry, I DARE YOU. And I know I mention this at every possible opportunity, but The Prisoner of Zenda is one of those "greatest movies you've never seen" (except for me and KenJen, oh yes).
5. Robert Montgomery: Hmmm, I'm sensing a trend -- yet another favourite actor of mine. I tried to come up with a way to include There Will Be Blood on this list, haha, but it didn't exactly pan out... but I ever since I watched TWBB last weekend, I keep making all of these random and quite possibly nonsensical to everybody except for me associations with other films/books/etc., one of which is Night Must Fall. I think more than anything it's just the acting choices of DDL and Bob in those two films which really connect for me, that sort of compelling, charismatic on-the-edge craziness which just winds you into a ball of tenseness for the whole movie. And somebody please tell me why precisely Night Must Fall isn't available on DVD? This must be rectified.
6. Rita Hayworth: Okay, I guess I have to break up all of that actor lust with a serious girl!crush. Guhhh, but isn't she gorgeous? That still from Gilda was my desktop for the longest time. I love, though, that as wonderful as she is at playing the alluring sex goddess, her off screen personality always seemed so adorable and genuine.
7. Rufus Wainwright: One of the very very few contemporary artists whose career I've actually made it a point to follow (except I still haven't bought his new album, which by this point in time really isn't new any more. Ooops. I plead poor college student!). I actually did not care much for the album version of "Vibrate," but after watching the DVD this has become one of my favourite performances.
Click to view8. Rick/Renault: They're like proto-House/Wilson! And totally the best reason to watch Casablanca. Ilsa? Who? What?
Renault >>>>> everybody else ever.
9. Romanticism: Oh snap, y'all. So right now I'm in this Age of Revolutions in Europe course, and we've spent the last few weeks discussing some of the period's "ism"s. I was very much looking forward to our week on Romanticism, but once it finally rolled around, this is basically how our professor opened class: "Yeah, so, I think Romanticism is pretty silly, and it's really my least favourite thing to teach, but I guess we have to trudge through it anyway." And since history majors at my school are, as a rule, a bunch of un-funny douchey egotists, most of the class spent the whole period making emo jokes and generally being obnoxious. I have one fellow English major ally in there, with whom I've taken a handful of lit classes, including Romanticism. So, yeah, we had our moment of totally indignant OH NO THEY DIDN'T and brought it back with a vengeance when we had to do our reading discussion the next class. I still haven't gotten my paper back for that week, so I'm kind of interested to see what I made... but I'm glad that I took a stand. Literature nerdiness aside, I've always been a huge fan of Romanticism artwork as well. I love me some Turner, which is actually my calendar this year (a position of honour, considering the meticulous process I go through every December to choose a calendar for the new year). And, oh! More things that I can kind of connect to TWBB! In my crazy maze of linking through from discussion to discussion, I saw this poem mentioned, and. Yes. Awesome: William Blake's "A Poison Tree".
10. Rainbow Connection: This song has so many wonderful connections for me. First of all, Kermit. OMG. Total puppet crush (if such a thing even exists). I've always over-identified with Miss Piggy anyway, and my love for the frog is no exception. Also, awww, this song always makes me think of my dad. Somehow we chitlins discovered that our most esteemed father loves this song and knows all of the words to it, and, just... heh. To give you an image of my father: he's an ex-Marine after 20+ years in the service; currently thinking about getting a job at a military academy; I've heard his past students compare him to Hannibal Lector (although to be honest I don't quite understand that one); if you watch Psych, he is SO HENRY SPENCER except just replace ex-cop with ex-Marine; and he is like Mr. Intense Let's Go Run Up and Down the Stadium at Five in the Morning Work-Out MACHINE. And he loves the Rainbow Connection. Yaaay. One of our beloved father-daughter bonding activities has always been going to the Tampa Theatre together, and we finally managed a screening of The Muppet Movie a few years ago which was just as fun and awesome as it sounds.
This actually started out as a really hard letter, but now I feel sorry for all of the extra ideas which occurred to me during the making of and which fell by the wayside -- Edward Rochester, best "romantic" "hero" (yes, both of those words need some ironic quotations) of any novel I've ever read and quite likely a formative influence on my relationship ideals; Raiders of the Lost Ark, favourite Indiana Jones film (my sister and I always duke it out, because she prefers Last Crusade); Rupert Giles, sexiest librarian and embodiment of my penchant for forming nerd!crushes and teacher!crushes; Return to Grace, totally awesome DS9 episode which makes me long for the days when I can once again reunite with my TiVo (spring break in three weeks!).
...Okay, I think I've discovered why it takes so long for me to finish any memes, because a simple, "Make a list of ten things!" turned into a 1000+ word ramble. Of course!