Me:You didn't get me a ticket for HENRY V, did you?
Dad:Yeah, I think we did.
Me:UGH. Waste of money. Remember when I asked you not to after the circus of dull that was HENRY IV pt. 2 last year? Never again. '
Mom:I really wish you had seen part one; it really was much better.
Me:Nope, never again. The only way I would watch that play again is if it was James McAvoy. Or maybe Michael Fassbender. Maybe.
Dad:Michael Fassbender, playing golf.
Me:An all-nude review of HENRY IV parts one and two; they should do that. We should suggest it to Bill Rauch. I suspect he would be down. Also, may I just state for the record that I love that you make Fassbender dick jokes unprompted?
I honestly don't know whether to be proud...or ashamed.
Me:Yes, I should be receiving it in the post tomorrow. I'm actually kind of annoyed at Amazon, because I pre-ordered it and it didn't ship until last Wednesday, so I'm getting a week late. Lame. But I will get it tomorrow and then I will watch it on Wednesday, which means that I will have seen it in December, January, February, March and April.
“Michael is really one of the best three or four actors in the world. If I can get Michael to do anything, I will take it. So he was my first thought, first ideal, first choice. Went to him, much by my surprise, he said, after a very brief conversation, he said, i will do it. Michael is a master of everything, really, also, I think he is a really good mind artist.”—
Sir Ridley Scott on why chose Michael Fassbender to play Android David in Prometheus (via lokimaxiejackie)
Whoa. High praise! Makes me more excited to see the film, to be honest.
I had worked out a complete itinerary with mileage, reservation numbers and sights of interest, and I made copies of this six-page document for each of us. Within three hours we decided to ditch the document and let “Linda” navigate. Justin can find his way around anywhere, and he says he’s guided by a voice in his head he calls Linda. He can be really odd sometimes.
*scrolls back ten pages on dash to find something not related to The Avengers*
Do you ever find yourself in a situation where you really really wish you could get into something and get swept up in everyone’s squee, but you just can’t? That’s how I feel about The Avengers.I was really lukewarm about Thor & the Iron Man films and I found Captain America kind of boring (*sheepish sadface*), but even so when I first heard about The Avengers, I got mildly excited. But then I saw the trailer and my minor squee shriveled up and died.
I think I’m over these big budget action films. I will tolerate the genre when it’s tempered with either a solid story (XMen franchise minus X3: The Final Stand) or when it’s a “period piece” (Sherlock Holmes, Abraham Lincoln Vampire Hunter).Anything having to do with Space is a big turn off for me (sorry, Prometheus; I’m not all that excited about you, either, and if your cast wasn’t made of SOLID GOLD, I wouldn’t be seeing you at all), and this is all starting to feel like Star Trek Reboot all over again, lol.
I really wish I could get into it, though, because, hi, Downey Jr, Renner, Hiddleston…I love these guys. It’s a strong cast, and that alone should draw me in, but all the explosions and Epic Battles and CGI bs and stupid Loki’s costume (I really hate that wig beyond all reason) are making me care less and less.
All of which is to say that I’m going to stop following a few folks for the time being so I can clear up my dash a bit. It’s certainly nothing personal; I’m not just not in your fandom. *shrug* And it’s not that I can’t deal with any Avengers stuff, it’s just that I anticipate that it’s going to be everywhere until July or thereabouts, so I’m going to remove myself from the equation for a time. I just wanted to stress again that it’s not you…it’s Captain America. ;)
“I knew that if I was going to be naked in front of the world, I wanted to look like a woman and not a prepubescent 13-year-old boy…I’m so sick of people thinking that’s what we’re supposed to look like.”—Jennifer Lawrence (via weeshalu)
That moment when you get an email from the library saying one of your holds has come in…
…followed a moment later by the realization that not only is it not the gay(er) re-envisioning of Homer’sThe Iliadthat you were expecting, but a book you put on holdso long agothat you’ve not only purchased said book, but it’s been three months since you read it.
In the plus column this evening, I just purchased The Conspirator (aka one of the only two films in which I find James McAvoy desperately attractive) for under $10, and there was just a preview for the new season of The Borgiason photobucket.
Now I’m off to finish the most excrutiatingly dull translation of Sir Thomas Malory’s Le Morte d’Arthur that I’ve ever encountered.
We were discussing homosexuality because of an allusion to it in the book we were reading, and several boys made comments such as, “That’s disgusting.” We got into the debate and eventually a boy admitted that he was terrified/disgusted when he was once sharing a taxi and the other male passenger made a pass at him.
The lightbulb went off. “Oh,” I said. “I get it. See, you are afraid, because for the first time in your life you have found yourself a victim of unwanted sexual advances by someone who has the physical ability to use force against you.” The boy nodded and shuddered visibly.
“But,” I continued. “As a woman, you learn to live with that from the time you are fourteen, and it never stops. We live with that fear every day of our lives. Every man walking through the parking garage the same time you are is either just a harmless stranger or a potential rapist. Every time.”
The girls in the room nodded, agreeing. The boys seemed genuinely shocked.
“So think about that the next time you hit on a girl. Maybe, like you in the taxi, she doesn’t actually want you to.”