Wasting Time
Aug. 5th, 2004 11:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
annundrielThere are bats outside making creepy ass bat noises. Last summer Mom and I were in the kitchen with me on my laptop and Mom on the desktop. She turned around and looked at me and went, "Mary, what is that?" nodding toward the window. The screen on the window had been taken out and put back in recently, but apparently the top part was done not so well as attached to the screen, on the INSIDE of the window, was a bat. Needless to say, I left the room until it was gone.
Bad experiences with bats and bat-like scares. Not good.
Mom was watching more of Dead Like Me season 1 when she randomly called me up to the bedroom. KAYLEE from Firefly was on it!! As a goth girl. Who, erm, got squelchy (How do you spell that? Coupling term-ish.) with Mason in the back room sorta thing of a music store. Kaylee is such a slut!
I've got a big urge to go back and re-read all of The Sandman because Neil is, obviously, a genius. Maybe I'll just have to take them with me to SU. Graphic novels are pretty easy to pick up and set down throughout the day. I also want to re-read American Gods, but it feels more like a winter-weather kind of book. (Actually, the whole premise behind it is something I really would have liked to have seen kind of emulated in The Village. Not that the stories are at all alike, they're not.)
See, while I really really liked The Village, there's a part of me that would have liked to have seen real monsters/beasts/things/whatever. And that's where American Gods comes in. It deals with the idea that when immigrants come to America they bring their religions and beliefs and cultures with them, but then eventually the gods are forgotten. So you've got all of these people walking around that are actually gods, but don't hold the same status anymore. (This is really it in a nutshell, people, not at all a good explanation.) Anyway, I think I would like to see a movie where the issues of American folklore are really looked at and gone into. Like, an honest to goodness period piece movie that deals with the origins of fables and legends and things. There's probably something like this out there already, but meh.
And I suppose this is really what The Village is about, even when it's not. It's about innocence and all of that other moral crap, but it's also about the need for legends and myths and whathaveyou. So it is about these origins. But wouldn't it be neat if things were actually *supernatural* or whatever?
They should just make a movie of American Gods. Because that'd be cool. I think. Personally. All of you should go read this book. It's fantastic.
Anyhoo. I did go and see The Village with Neesha and Dahlia yesterday. I wore red. I am brave in ways you will never know. Heh. We were lucky enough to be just slightly late and miss all of the terribly boring, pointless Moses Lake commercials. I had the giggles the first, like, thirty minutes of the movie. As did Neesh a bit. I just couldn't stop! Plus, during the previews, Neesh offered to share her bonbons, but the theater was dark and she didn't say anything and I was talking and gesturing with my hands and, well, most people will realize what happened next. My hand connected and bonbons went flying. It was hilarious. Luckily, no one was injured. (Sorry about that, Dahlia!) Although I think my shoe did get stuck in one. Anyway. Yet again I laughed at inappropriate intervals. There was one part though, where the whole theater was giggling and Neesh turned to me and said, "Should the whole theater be laughing at this?" Very strange sense of almost community.
Anyhoo. Still a pretty movie.
I am now impatiently waiting for Ultraviolet to get here. We wants it, precious! Like, stat.
Bad experiences with bats and bat-like scares. Not good.
Mom was watching more of Dead Like Me season 1 when she randomly called me up to the bedroom. KAYLEE from Firefly was on it!! As a goth girl. Who, erm, got squelchy (How do you spell that? Coupling term-ish.) with Mason in the back room sorta thing of a music store. Kaylee is such a slut!
I've got a big urge to go back and re-read all of The Sandman because Neil is, obviously, a genius. Maybe I'll just have to take them with me to SU. Graphic novels are pretty easy to pick up and set down throughout the day. I also want to re-read American Gods, but it feels more like a winter-weather kind of book. (Actually, the whole premise behind it is something I really would have liked to have seen kind of emulated in The Village. Not that the stories are at all alike, they're not.)
See, while I really really liked The Village, there's a part of me that would have liked to have seen real monsters/beasts/things/whatever. And that's where American Gods comes in. It deals with the idea that when immigrants come to America they bring their religions and beliefs and cultures with them, but then eventually the gods are forgotten. So you've got all of these people walking around that are actually gods, but don't hold the same status anymore. (This is really it in a nutshell, people, not at all a good explanation.) Anyway, I think I would like to see a movie where the issues of American folklore are really looked at and gone into. Like, an honest to goodness period piece movie that deals with the origins of fables and legends and things. There's probably something like this out there already, but meh.
And I suppose this is really what The Village is about, even when it's not. It's about innocence and all of that other moral crap, but it's also about the need for legends and myths and whathaveyou. So it is about these origins. But wouldn't it be neat if things were actually *supernatural* or whatever?
They should just make a movie of American Gods. Because that'd be cool. I think. Personally. All of you should go read this book. It's fantastic.
Anyhoo. I did go and see The Village with Neesha and Dahlia yesterday. I wore red. I am brave in ways you will never know. Heh. We were lucky enough to be just slightly late and miss all of the terribly boring, pointless Moses Lake commercials. I had the giggles the first, like, thirty minutes of the movie. As did Neesh a bit. I just couldn't stop! Plus, during the previews, Neesh offered to share her bonbons, but the theater was dark and she didn't say anything and I was talking and gesturing with my hands and, well, most people will realize what happened next. My hand connected and bonbons went flying. It was hilarious. Luckily, no one was injured. (Sorry about that, Dahlia!) Although I think my shoe did get stuck in one. Anyway. Yet again I laughed at inappropriate intervals. There was one part though, where the whole theater was giggling and Neesh turned to me and said, "Should the whole theater be laughing at this?" Very strange sense of almost community.
Anyhoo. Still a pretty movie.
I am now impatiently waiting for Ultraviolet to get here. We wants it, precious! Like, stat.
