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Woke up at 7:16. Some time between then and 7:45 when driving out to Peepeekeo to my grandma’s house I got really depressed for various reasons. It happens. I also drove really badly and probably gave two cars quite a scare when merging lanes. I was still too tired to really feel the necessary amount of horror.
Watched Labyrinth yesterday and decided I want Guillermo del Toro to either do a re-make of it, a prequel or sequel, with a little bit of extra creativity on his part. I trust him to go ahead and add in some tasteful scenes and maybe some awesome side character monsters that you don’t see so much that it changes the story. The really nice thing is that David Bowie and Jennifer Connelly look basically the same as they did in the original Labyrinth so they can go ahead and reprise their roles as Jareth and HOLY SHIT I realize I’ve forgotten what our main protagonist’s name was. I can only remember Sir Didymus addressing her as “my lady”. I do know this though: they need to toss that baby like he’s a hot potato. He wins the world’s ugliest baby game.
If Bowie and Connelly aren’t up for a remake then del Toro can go ahead and do a prequel. Maybe a story about how Jareth became the Goblin King in the first place. Was he human first? Was he born from goblins? Is he some some sort of god that always was? Were the goblins all humans who were cursed while their king remained immune? I like to imagine it was some tragic tale that led him to the Labyrinth. First human, then tragedy befalls him, he ends up losing his memory, and something awesome happens, and bam he’s in the crazy goblin world and ruling with an iron fist. I can’t imagine who would play a younger Jareth. I think I purge my brain from any blonde male actors. They just seem to have no business in my head. Whatever happens, I hope it’s not as gay as Return to Labyrinth, the manga. Just when you think Jareth/Bowie could not possibly be any more of a homo.
Some things that have been on my mind.
I hunger for a good book that makes me feel like I gained something great. It’s been a while since I read something that really got to me. You know, a book that when you’re done you put it down next to you on the bed, then just lie down for a while looking up at the ceiling thinking about everything and putting shit together, and when you’re done doing that you feel changed in some way. I think one of the reasons I’ve been reading less is that I don’t feel that same gratifying feeling when I’m done. My positive reinforcement. I need positive reinforcement in some way otherwise shit won’t get done. I find myself going back to things I’ve already read and have loved. One of my favorites will always be Forgotten Beasts of Eld. There is a lot more there than its 11-16 year old audience are capable of fully appreciating, I think. Their review of the book would probably pin the story as slow, poorly structured and lacking in full character development. I think no character has ever been more complete to me. But then again I sort of interpret the whole thing in my own way and I’m sure that’s not exactly how the author had meant it to be interpreted. Well, if I don’t love it for what it is, I know for certain I at least love it for what it inspires. Know yourself, really know who you are, and you better be damn well able to live with what you see in the mirror every day. Otherwise you’re a goner. Do whatever it takes. The happy individual who is incapable of having a quiet day with no company but their own is something ugly waiting to come out of the shadows on some dark lonely night.
I should have been reading textbooks more. I have shit to study.
Movies have been good. Prince Nuada is hot and Robert Downey is a god.
Watched Labyrinth yesterday and decided I want Guillermo del Toro to either do a re-make of it, a prequel or sequel, with a little bit of extra creativity on his part. I trust him to go ahead and add in some tasteful scenes and maybe some awesome side character monsters that you don’t see so much that it changes the story. The really nice thing is that David Bowie and Jennifer Connelly look basically the same as they did in the original Labyrinth so they can go ahead and reprise their roles as Jareth and HOLY SHIT I realize I’ve forgotten what our main protagonist’s name was. I can only remember Sir Didymus addressing her as “my lady”. I do know this though: they need to toss that baby like he’s a hot potato. He wins the world’s ugliest baby game.
If Bowie and Connelly aren’t up for a remake then del Toro can go ahead and do a prequel. Maybe a story about how Jareth became the Goblin King in the first place. Was he human first? Was he born from goblins? Is he some some sort of god that always was? Were the goblins all humans who were cursed while their king remained immune? I like to imagine it was some tragic tale that led him to the Labyrinth. First human, then tragedy befalls him, he ends up losing his memory, and something awesome happens, and bam he’s in the crazy goblin world and ruling with an iron fist. I can’t imagine who would play a younger Jareth. I think I purge my brain from any blonde male actors. They just seem to have no business in my head. Whatever happens, I hope it’s not as gay as Return to Labyrinth, the manga. Just when you think Jareth/Bowie could not possibly be any more of a homo.
Some things that have been on my mind.
I hunger for a good book that makes me feel like I gained something great. It’s been a while since I read something that really got to me. You know, a book that when you’re done you put it down next to you on the bed, then just lie down for a while looking up at the ceiling thinking about everything and putting shit together, and when you’re done doing that you feel changed in some way. I think one of the reasons I’ve been reading less is that I don’t feel that same gratifying feeling when I’m done. My positive reinforcement. I need positive reinforcement in some way otherwise shit won’t get done. I find myself going back to things I’ve already read and have loved. One of my favorites will always be Forgotten Beasts of Eld. There is a lot more there than its 11-16 year old audience are capable of fully appreciating, I think. Their review of the book would probably pin the story as slow, poorly structured and lacking in full character development. I think no character has ever been more complete to me. But then again I sort of interpret the whole thing in my own way and I’m sure that’s not exactly how the author had meant it to be interpreted. Well, if I don’t love it for what it is, I know for certain I at least love it for what it inspires. Know yourself, really know who you are, and you better be damn well able to live with what you see in the mirror every day. Otherwise you’re a goner. Do whatever it takes. The happy individual who is incapable of having a quiet day with no company but their own is something ugly waiting to come out of the shadows on some dark lonely night.
I should have been reading textbooks more. I have shit to study.
Movies have been good. Prince Nuada is hot and Robert Downey is a god.