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Sometimes certain things just get so absurdly hopeless that depression almost comes right out the other end, and you thumb your nose at Life saying "oh you have got to be kidding me". Because you're just Oh So Tragic, and in touch with Universal Melancholy, and there's nothing to do but smile one perfect fatalistic smile and put Simon & Garfunkel on repeat.
I've had a nice time with my family so far (someday I will beat my dad at Boggle), and it's good that my grandparents are here...
I especially like my bed, which is ethereally soft and warm and sweet-smelling. I sleep late no matter when I go to bed, and dream vivid and trying dreams. I can fly in most of my dreams now - when I jump, I can stay in the air, and jump higher and higher...
I saw Wicked in Pittsburgh with Matt, my mother and some of her book-club cronies. (I don't think I've mentioned before, but I have gotten to really like that book - even after initially despising it for its pretentious disjointedness, the fascinatingly creative wordplay and world-building [I love the whimsical verisimilitude of Munchkins and maunts and sophisters and saffron cream] sucked me in.) Despite myself, I liked it. I'd previously pooh-poohed it as a hackneyed paean to the "ZOMG DESPITE THE FACT THAT I AM A SPECIAL SNOWFLAKE NO ONE UNDERSTANDS MEEEE!!!1" teen girl squad crowd: while, in some ways, it still is, other aspects pleasantly surprised me. Even with cliches and silly jokes and some wild liberties taken with the book...
1 - the set and costume design was incredible. They spared no expense and made some of the scenes I'd imagined in my head come to life much as I had imagined them.
2 - The performers were more than up to the task
3 - Though it is a significant departure, in many places, from Maguire's book, the stage musical is more cohesive in some ways than the print version, and I actually started liking that...
4 - The guy who played Fiyero was hot like fire.
So, despite lacking any particularly good songs or the novel's thrumming undercurrent of fate and occultic darkness, it was an immersive and pleasant experience.
What else to talk about... Not much. Radiata Stories is addictive and -beautifully- done, aesthetically. Plus - a shock from the crew that brought us Star Ocean - the voice acting doesn't suxor like Chuxor. Wau!
Oh yeah, and the Oscars - Crash didn't deserve the big one. At all. But if I rant at length about that, it will be later.
I've had a nice time with my family so far (someday I will beat my dad at Boggle), and it's good that my grandparents are here...
I especially like my bed, which is ethereally soft and warm and sweet-smelling. I sleep late no matter when I go to bed, and dream vivid and trying dreams. I can fly in most of my dreams now - when I jump, I can stay in the air, and jump higher and higher...
I saw Wicked in Pittsburgh with Matt, my mother and some of her book-club cronies. (I don't think I've mentioned before, but I have gotten to really like that book - even after initially despising it for its pretentious disjointedness, the fascinatingly creative wordplay and world-building [I love the whimsical verisimilitude of Munchkins and maunts and sophisters and saffron cream] sucked me in.) Despite myself, I liked it. I'd previously pooh-poohed it as a hackneyed paean to the "ZOMG DESPITE THE FACT THAT I AM A SPECIAL SNOWFLAKE NO ONE UNDERSTANDS MEEEE!!!1" teen girl squad crowd: while, in some ways, it still is, other aspects pleasantly surprised me. Even with cliches and silly jokes and some wild liberties taken with the book...
1 - the set and costume design was incredible. They spared no expense and made some of the scenes I'd imagined in my head come to life much as I had imagined them.
2 - The performers were more than up to the task
3 - Though it is a significant departure, in many places, from Maguire's book, the stage musical is more cohesive in some ways than the print version, and I actually started liking that...
4 - The guy who played Fiyero was hot like fire.
So, despite lacking any particularly good songs or the novel's thrumming undercurrent of fate and occultic darkness, it was an immersive and pleasant experience.
What else to talk about... Not much. Radiata Stories is addictive and -beautifully- done, aesthetically. Plus - a shock from the crew that brought us Star Ocean - the voice acting doesn't suxor like Chuxor. Wau!
Oh yeah, and the Oscars - Crash didn't deserve the big one. At all. But if I rant at length about that, it will be later.