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sophia_helix!
Things at work are winding down a little, but I think it's going to be a little more insane next week. Ah well.
This week has been full of social things, but next week looks very boring. I fear long nights of doing nothing but watching Good Eats reruns with the rats, becausefannishly is leaving for Taiwan, and I can't force her to hang out with me anymore =(. On the bright side, I get to go home in a week and a half!
Not that the rats are bad company. They would be better company if they talked though. Then again, maybe not. I think the only things my rats would talk about would be things like "Ooo, ok, scritch between my shoulders... ooo, yes, that's the spot *chitter chitter*" or "Food? Foodfoodfood?" or "Ok, please stop manhandling me so I can get back to my nap now!"
Watched House of Flying Daggers a few days ago withfannishly, which sparked many more giggles that Zhang Yimou probably intended. It's a very pretty movie, with very pretty people and pretty scenery and pretty action sequences. But both plot and characterization fall apart about two thirds of the way through, and the movie never quite recovers from this.
Things I liked: the echo dance sequence in the beginning with the drums, watching all the pretty people on the screen, the fight sequence in the bamboo grove, the last fight scene in the snow, which felt like the antithesis to all the other beautiful, bloodless fight scenes.
Things I didn't really like: I never quite believed the Takeshi Kaneshiro character and Mei were in love. It felt too much like the director kept trying to tell me they were in love, but I saw no good reason for them to be in love, except for the dictates of the story. Also, I got very sick of watching men rip the clothes off of Mei and watching her lying there half-heartedly while they groped at her. Squick.
Big spoilers ahead!
The giant plot twist with the Andy Lau character -- ehhhhh. Although I was really starting to like him when he was explaining to Mei how much he loved her, and how she was falling for this guy she'd only known for three days, versus this guy she'd known for three years.
And then he had to go try and rape her, and that was the end of my sympathy for him.
At least they tried to make a point about not going on and groping the girl you supposedly love without so much of a by your leave.
And the ending totally lost me. Actually, a great deal of the movie lost me... I was making jokes with Angela and saying that the whole "I'm like the wind" thing sounded exactly like Rocky from Chicken Run, which may not be the most romantic comparison ever, given that he is a claymation chicken with teeth.
And then came the ending, in which all I could really think of was that bit in Monty Python -- "I'm not dead yet!" *snerk* Character death loses a bit of the emotional impact when the same character keeps almost dying over and over and over. And I have no idea why she hit the tree.
sophia_helix!Things at work are winding down a little, but I think it's going to be a little more insane next week. Ah well.
This week has been full of social things, but next week looks very boring. I fear long nights of doing nothing but watching Good Eats reruns with the rats, because
fannishly is leaving for Taiwan, and I can't force her to hang out with me anymore =(. On the bright side, I get to go home in a week and a half! Not that the rats are bad company. They would be better company if they talked though. Then again, maybe not. I think the only things my rats would talk about would be things like "Ooo, ok, scritch between my shoulders... ooo, yes, that's the spot *chitter chitter*" or "Food? Foodfoodfood?" or "Ok, please stop manhandling me so I can get back to my nap now!"
Watched House of Flying Daggers a few days ago with
fannishly, which sparked many more giggles that Zhang Yimou probably intended. It's a very pretty movie, with very pretty people and pretty scenery and pretty action sequences. But both plot and characterization fall apart about two thirds of the way through, and the movie never quite recovers from this. Things I liked: the echo dance sequence in the beginning with the drums, watching all the pretty people on the screen, the fight sequence in the bamboo grove, the last fight scene in the snow, which felt like the antithesis to all the other beautiful, bloodless fight scenes.
Things I didn't really like: I never quite believed the Takeshi Kaneshiro character and Mei were in love. It felt too much like the director kept trying to tell me they were in love, but I saw no good reason for them to be in love, except for the dictates of the story. Also, I got very sick of watching men rip the clothes off of Mei and watching her lying there half-heartedly while they groped at her. Squick.
Big spoilers ahead!
The giant plot twist with the Andy Lau character -- ehhhhh. Although I was really starting to like him when he was explaining to Mei how much he loved her, and how she was falling for this guy she'd only known for three days, versus this guy she'd known for three years.
And then he had to go try and rape her, and that was the end of my sympathy for him.
At least they tried to make a point about not going on and groping the girl you supposedly love without so much of a by your leave.
And the ending totally lost me. Actually, a great deal of the movie lost me... I was making jokes with Angela and saying that the whole "I'm like the wind" thing sounded exactly like Rocky from Chicken Run, which may not be the most romantic comparison ever, given that he is a claymation chicken with teeth.
And then came the ending, in which all I could really think of was that bit in Monty Python -- "I'm not dead yet!" *snerk* Character death loses a bit of the emotional impact when the same character keeps almost dying over and over and over. And I have no idea why she hit the tree.