02/06/10
So, today I watched Alice in Wonderland for the third time.
It was a very disorienting movie, the first time I watched. Not necessarily for any of the reasons such a movie would probably be disorienting; instead, I found myself incredibly baffled and disturbed by the fact that I was fangirlling over a Johnny Depp character.
Don't misunderstand me-I have the highest respect for him. I've never seen a character of his I've actively disliked. However, I swore a very long time ago never to fangirl over him, simply because everyone else was, and for what I considered to be entirely the wrong reasons. And then the Hatter comes out all... Hatter-y, and I find myself sorely tempted to break that vow.
I did, about two minutes into the first scene with him in it. Mind, I'm not fangirlling in any particular manner (most especially not the peculiarly undignified OMG SNOG NAOW way so many of my peers seem to have adopted), I'm just... supremely excited about the character and find myself squeeing a bit every time he shows up. It's not the worst kind of fangirlling I could have done, but it is fangirlling nonetheless, and I was understandably disturbed about that. Still am, really. I think I might be getting used to it. Maybe if I watch the movie a few more times, I will. -evil grin-
In other news, the migration will be covered in more detail later, and I am going to start fiddling with my newly-acquired copy of Spore. :)
Fairfarren, all.
It was a very disorienting movie, the first time I watched. Not necessarily for any of the reasons such a movie would probably be disorienting; instead, I found myself incredibly baffled and disturbed by the fact that I was fangirlling over a Johnny Depp character.
Don't misunderstand me-I have the highest respect for him. I've never seen a character of his I've actively disliked. However, I swore a very long time ago never to fangirl over him, simply because everyone else was, and for what I considered to be entirely the wrong reasons. And then the Hatter comes out all... Hatter-y, and I find myself sorely tempted to break that vow.
I did, about two minutes into the first scene with him in it. Mind, I'm not fangirlling in any particular manner (most especially not the peculiarly undignified OMG SNOG NAOW way so many of my peers seem to have adopted), I'm just... supremely excited about the character and find myself squeeing a bit every time he shows up. It's not the worst kind of fangirlling I could have done, but it is fangirlling nonetheless, and I was understandably disturbed about that. Still am, really. I think I might be getting used to it. Maybe if I watch the movie a few more times, I will. -evil grin-
In other news, the migration will be covered in more detail later, and I am going to start fiddling with my newly-acquired copy of Spore. :)
Fairfarren, all.