One writer's attempts to come to terms with real life.
In the fog, everything is muffled.
Sense is dulled. There is no sight, nor smell, nor taste, nor hearing. There is only touch, smooth, glorious touch that reaches with curling tendrils to brush the skin of your face, your neck, your arms, your legs.
In the fog, we are alone.
Alone but for the swirling eddies that dance naked about our ankles, the white blackness that encompasses everything, touches everything.
Everything.
It's like an echo.
Silent.
Still.
...You merely have a new way of looking at them.
Also, I am now the proud and ecstatic owner of all seven seasons of "Buffy the Vampire Slayer". YAY.
Cassandra: everytime you have "TDK" up as an away, my first thought is "The Dark Knight", not taikwon do
Cassandra: I wonder if that makes me obsessed. ^_^
Andy: Except it's
Andy: TKD, not TDK
Cassandra: oh, snap. that's right
Cassandra: I'm dyslexic now, too >.<
Andy: xD
Andy: ODD
Andy: Obsessive Dyslexic Disorder
Andy: Definition: A disorder in which an obsession is so intense that it causes the sufferrer to become dyslexic
Here it is, folks. The much-anticipated movie review from yours truly. (Spoilers, obviously.)
First off, it was fun... only because I was with friends and making obnoxious comments. I hope I pissed people off. I usually don't talk in movies (in fact, I despise people who do), but this opportunity was way too good to pass up. I thoroughly enjoyed myself.
On to the movie. I rated it a 3 on imbd.com. Out of 10. It truly was awful. The acting was mediocre, the special effects were horrible, the cinematographer must have been on crack (I got a headache from the blurs and the constant circular panning of the camera. Seriously, what...?). Really the only thing that saved it were the particular attractiveness of some of them... seriously, Carlisle, Jacob (except for the hair, ew), James (*swoon*). Alice and Esme were adorable, and Victoria was drop-dead gorgeous. Very beautiful people working on a crap-tastic movie. Go out and watch it, seriously. My snark cannot fully express how awful the special effects were. I was waiting for the point where Edward shows Bella what his skin does in the sunlight.... *shudder*. Oh, it was gross. It looked to me like he was not sparkling, but rather sweating radioactive material.
The only reason I didn't give it a 1 or a 0 out of ten were these: the baseball scene was rather well done, the actor portraying Charlie Swan, Bella's father, was actually quite decent and gave the character some depth (there is a scene where he is cleaning a shot gun and Bella informs him that she has a date with Edward. The few seconds that follow are kick ass.). Also, in the ballet studio, Alice gets a kick-ass moment of her own in the form of violently snapping James' neck. It was quite glorious.
All in all... if you're looking for some good times and laughs with some friends, I advise you go and see it. If you're looking for a quality movie, however... spare yourself the time and wasted braincells and go see something intelligent instead.
...from laughing til I cry, that is. Oh, Twilight, how you fill me with amusement and create the fodder for perhaps the most epic conversation ever had.
Never again will I be able to use the words "lazy", "imprint", and "venom" without snickering.
I'm planning on seeing the movie this afternoon with some friends, and I think I'm going to enjoy making fun. More on that later.
Post number 147, ah!
Also:
Matt (10:23:44 PM): "I actually did have a dream after Twilight was finished of Edward coming to visit me — only I had gotten it wrong and he did drink blood like every other vampire and you couldn't live on animals the way I'd written it. We had this conversation and he was terrifying.''"
Cassandra (10:24:19 PM): what the fuck is this woman [Stephenie Meyer] on?
Matt (10:24:37 PM): Mormonism
Matt (10:24:41 PM): and her dreams
Matt (10:24:44 PM): sparklies
Cassandra (10:24:44 PM): works for me
Matt (10:24:45 PM): glitter
Cassandra (10:24:59 PM): I mean.... what.....
Cassandra (10:25:03 PM): *shakes head*
Cassandra (10:25:07 PM): all right, here it comes.
Cassandra (10:25:09 PM): ready?
Cassandra (10:25:15 PM): ready?
Matt (10:25:25 PM): maybe?
Cassandra (10:25:32 PM): ahem.
Cassandra (10:26:02 PM): I hereby officially renounce Twilight and the crackhead Stephenie Meyer.
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