So, at the risk of offending, I really have issues with The Lovely Bones. MM had it on while we were eating dinner (said it was the best thing on, and she was probably right), and once again I was struck by just how much it annoys me. Don’t get me wrong, cinematically it was very well done, and the performances were fine, some more than fine, really good in fact, but it's the ending, not how it ends per se, but when they’re going through his victims. I always get so angry! Why do you ruin a perfectly good drama by buggering up something as simple as serial killer psychology 101? And I realize this is not the movie’s fault, it’s the book's, and I could forgive that if it wasn't a 2002 novel- they can't even claim that it was a lack of 'common' knowledge about serial killers and psycho/sociopaths. I just think you can rework it so that it isn’t GLARIINGLY obvious when you do the film. I know some ppl would take it as an insult to the book and its author, but I also think that to make a film, esp one like that, stay true and real in the way a good drama should things like that should be taken into consideration. I mean for me it took a film from being this deep emotional, almost psychological, thing to being a, well, farce is a bit harsh, but it stripped its credibility.
On another note, I saw Priest Friday, and can I just say ‘m a little more in love with Paul Bettany. :) Seriously, that man is awesome, the things he can pull off- by that I mean the range of characters, and he does them all so very well. *sigh* That said, I don’t think the Clan was as impressed, of course they just look at me when I go ,‘OMGs that’s Paul Bettany,’ instead of, ‘oh that looks awesome/cool/fun/interesting,’ so… Anyway, good movie, I enjoyed it, a rarity in these parts, most of the movies the Clan want to watch leave me kinda going, ‘oh’ or more often ‘gods, it’s finally over!’ That doesn’t mean it was great cinema, but it was fun and exactly what it was supposed to be a nice bit of intense, fast paced, escapism, so yeah, good stuff.
AND! Last night. OH MY GODS last night, we FINALLLLLLLLLLLLYYYYYYYYYYYYYY got to watch Paul!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I think ‘m in love! I mean, I love those boys already, I mean, seriously, Shaun of the Dead owns my soul. But THAT was bloody BRILLIANT! Of course Pup and MM looked at me scarily for most of it, probably ‘cause I started out going wide eyed and dreamy, whispering “Comic Con” and making little mrphle noises and squeaking at everything, lol. And then understanding the geek speak and everything… and I am torn between being very grateful and somewhat horrified that I didn’t understand the Klingon, yet recognized it as such. *shivers* I feel like I have a huge gaping hole in my geekhood… I mean, I know a few words of Elvish, and a bit of Minbari, does that count!?!?!?! I would really love to know more Minbari, but most of my odd language skills are limited to written languages like Enochian and most of the “wiccan/pagan” alphabets and ‘m currently working on my Ogham. *makes pleading eyes to the gods of geekdom that they won’t take her geek card away* Anyway, Paul, wonderful, beautiful, want more NOW! I could seriously watch that on repeat for a very long time, lol!
See, ‘m trying not to rant more about SPN, be pleased… at least if it lasts, lol.
So, I gave in and ordered Island, the book, should be here by the end of the week… hopefully I can sit down and finish Keeper of the King before then, and yes, ‘ve been reading that for, like, ever, but ‘ve been busy and fic and dresses and shite and I know how it ends, so not on the priority list
even if I am trying to get back up to Siege Perilous- I hate reading multiple books at once, unless it’s my travel books, I make a point of not reading those unless ’m travelling, but that’s like Science of Discworld (do I get geek points for that!?!?!?) and stuff.
My BB is killing me, or maybe my brain is… I just can’t settle. I sit down to work on it and I get distracted… and not even by the shiny, quite often by the dull and somewhat annoying. :( ‘m a little worried about that. Just like ‘m a little worried about the hypomania yesterday. I mean, I know it was because I forgot my meds for a whole day, but still it shoulda been a depression I was fighting off not a mania; unless the meds are fucking with my cycles, which they could and probably should be doing, ‘m just not used to it so it’s kinda freaky… Anyway BB… I think I hit a turning point t’other day going over it. I actually think as in know I can do this, it’s not a matter of, ugh, 30k never. More of a ugh in general, lol. Seriously, though, the pieces that seemed so scattered are coming together and I can see where they fit, there’s still a couple large holes that need to be sorted and the entire last 1/3 to half of the fic needs to be written, but I truly believe once I get there it’ll be ‘easy’ in comparison, lol. So, yeah, the BB isn’t good, but ‘m calm and actually confident about it now. In other words, good things. :D
So now, I shall leave you of an explanation as to where my poor scattered brain is…
I keep putting on these songs out of the 6 hrs of music on this particular playlist:
Get Your Irish On
A Walk in the Irish Rain
Celtic Girl (a song for my Arthur)
Kiss Me I’m Irish (yes, those who are exposed to my random
Twits Tweets, I am still squeaking at the line for no apparent reason…I mean it’s one bloody word! The first time I understood, but still? The term “stalker” comes to mind.)
And just to mess with the selection- End of the World and Ghost Train… of course, they’re by Mr. Irish Bastard *rolls eyes head desk*
with a side of hysterical giggling over Skinhead on the MBTA- "Charlie" is rolling in his proverbial grave and ‘m loving it- Oi! Oi! Oi! :P~