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I think that this is the first time I’ve ever really anticipated something, really wanted to see it… couldn’t WAIT in that way that little kids couldn’t wait…

I watched all the trailers, over and over again. I felt tingly all over every time I’d see a poster or anything.

This is the first time I’ve wanted something so bad, and then actually WASN’T DISAPPOINTED after it was over.

Lady in the Water rules. Hard core.

And nothing you can say will change my mind, because I know there are a ton of people who think M. Night is a hack job or a freak or whatever. Fuck you. He’s awesome.

Goodnight. :)

If you feel like having your heart break, watch It’s All About Love. But that review link doesn’t help explain it.

Take my word for it. It hurts. especially if you drink it in with wine.

Did ya see the new serenity trailer on the sci-fi channel a few minutes ago?

didja didja didja?

*twitches*

So hawt.

Tee hee hee hee hee hee hee.

Taken from whedonesque.com, allegedly a reliable source:

Are you guys starting to hear that fanfare? Those distant drums? Are you slapping on your side-arms, pulling on your long brownish-colored coats and thumbing your crisp new bills in anticipation of the cinematic event of the year? Well, it’s official: on April 22nd you, the true the blue the loyal, can step right up with the rest of America and WAIT FIVE MORE MONTHS.

Damnit! This just ruins my entire … LIFE. *kicks something*

It better get released on my birthday.

(And they better give me and everyone else presents.)

I just watched A Clockwork Orange… and now all the voices in my head have scary british accents… with a few russian words scattered in… and I’ve got “Singing in the Rain” stuck in my head like you wouldn’t believe…. *gags*

Head is spinning. I have to admit that I think I liked the movie… but, still. fuzzy brain. I need some un-jaded stimulation… something motivated by optimism.

*wonders where the boy is*

Anno Hideaki has a new movie. And I wish that I could understand more of what it is about. It looks like a real-life type of exploration of the same kinds of psychological um… stuff that he tried to explore in Evangelion… but I could be wrong. It could have just been that clip of the people sitting on stage alone, and the sound of the train-crossings that brought back such strong Eva memories.

clicky.

I need a native japanese speaking, hard-core Hideaki fan to explain this to me… *whines*

Take Care of My Cat looks like it is an interesting movie. Modern Korean drama… with distinctly western social issues. Plus a cute clip of a girl in a business suit playing DDR… And of course… a cute kitty. :)

Excerpt from Interview with the Director:

Q: Why a cat?

A: First of all, I personally like cats. Also, it is because cats are neglected over dogs. I believe that Korea is a dog-oriented society. (laughs) I think that cats are a bit taboo. In that way, I thought it would be good to connect cats to 20-year-old girls. I had hoped for the girls to be like cats - flexible, independent, complex, to have the tendency to leave if they are not happy with their owner. However, I do not like humanizing certain aspects of animals as it is often the case in nature documentaries. I dislike stories and tales about dogs such as the dog who finds his way home after being sold to a new owner.

In Other News: While searching my temporary internet folders for the Take Care of My Cat trailer… I found a trailer for Warcraft III that I stole from someone back in 2001. Now, what it was doing in my TEMP folder is beyond me. I’ve cleaned all that out like, 57 times since 2001. Odd.

Hm. The trailer kicks ass though. :)

The Ring was cool. :)

I’ve always sort of loved scary movies. And now I know why. They relieve stress. They lift the soul. They show you a nightmare in a safe setting. Instead of all alone in your bedroom… late at night… with only a tiny stuffed kitty to grab hold of during a very scary bit.

Funny how life can be like a well-written piece of literature. Every detail of the environment contributing to the theme, the mood, the plot. The presence of Fog (capitalized on purpose, yo) the other night was a very… appropriate detail. Especially when we were driving to Albany. I was specifically thinking to myself “which way do I go? What choice should I make? I can’t see it.” And then I suddenly noticed that it was so foggy outside that Hiro was having trouble seeing the road. Shook me up. And the change from sunny-autumn to Oregon-rainy-overcast-autumn also paralleled things in my life. My mood swing began when the weather changed.

This morning, after watching The Ring, I woke up feeling very good. Smiling, glowing, giggling. I cuddled with my yellow stuffed kitty and purred. THEN I looked outside and saw that it was SUNNY! I don’t know if the weather affects me, or if I’m psychically affecting the weather. :)

When I was a child, I used to play a game with the wind. I would stare out the window at the dancing walnut leaves, and I’d dare them to move faster. I’d mentally taunt them, tease them, and sometimes they would move faster. I used to believe I had power over the wind. I’d go outside when it was windy and beg the wind to make me fly.

I also remember being able to point at a fuzzy tv screen, and sometimes it would clear up. It got to be a joke at my house. If the tv was fuzzy, my mom would yell “emily! come fix the tv!” and I’d come down and point at it… and I guess it cleared up more often than it didn’t… because my mom really did call me down to “fix” it.

I was a strange child. And I don’t think I can do any of those things anymore. But I still have this passionate love for wind and lightning. And static electricity. :) Yay. Go strange Emily. Did I mention that I love cats too?

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It had a happy ending. Which always dissapoints me; call me morbid. I just feel that the strongest movies/books/stories/etc have less-perfectly resolved conclusions. The most powerful of ideas are the ones that can’t be wrapped up neatly and all tied together and folded into a little box.

Not to say that the movie was bad. It was good. It was pretty. A stylistic sci-fi thriller with enough twists and turns to make ramen sick. And it was bloody long. Not that that wasn’t kind of cool too. I like long movies. Especially when they keep me entertained.

Which is just about all that Minority Report gave me: entertainment. Spielberg has a cool vision of the future… (and I’m fucking glad that he hires better script writers than George Lucas) but I’m pretty sure that his time-table is off. I have no doubt in my mind that we will not reinvent the freeway system to the degree they show on screen in the next fifty years.

Did I mention that the movie was long? It is almost predictable until Cruise’s watch counts down to zero. (ha. Bet you thought that was a spoiler) But then it just keeps going. It raises and answers a lot of semi-moral questions and depicts future society as basically ignorant and dependent on the system… as well as tossing in some religious themes which serve to show how misplaced the people’s trust really is.

Well… there’s my review. Later than most yes. but that just means that I don’t have to use the “lj-cut” tag… because everyone has already seen it and I wouldn’t be spoiling anything.