Have stranger things happened, or not?

OK, yesterday I went, complete with entire family, to see The Phantom of the Opera at Cineworld.

I hate Andrew Lloyd-Webber and all he stands for. I've never seen Gerard Butler live to the end of a movie. I had Franz Ferdinand's 'This Fire' swimming in my head. My brother wouldn't shut the fuck up. Didn't bode well.

Fucking loved it. Seriously loved it. I mean, there are a few moments that made me giggle because they were so '80s cheesy music video' (mostly in the 'Phantom of the Opera' sequence itself, interestingly. Maybe it was the mist/boat/nightgown combination.)... but I really did like it.

Got outside, managed to get a lungful of someone's cigarette smoke. A proper lungful. Promptly began hyperventilating quite badly while my very concerned family just carried on walking. My dad then asked what the matter was and got angry when I didn't respond clearly. FACTOID: Could not breathe. I was slumped over the fence outside McDonalds, this close to just passing out. Hasn't happened for a very long time, and was totally freaked out.

Then today after work, I went to the shit cinema at the shopping centre near where I work... and watched The Phantom of the Opera. Without Michel talking all the fucking way through and without my mother just bugging me with her presence, it was really good and I was able to suspend my disbelief to get through most of the cheesy bits.

Anyway, cut a long story short: The slight, secret crush I developed upon Gerard Butler while watching somewhat shit Made-For-TV movie Attila (he had long hair, ok) a few years ago may have reared its ugly head. I thought I'd squashed it with Lara Croft 2. Apparently not. Fuck. Can be such a fucking girl sometimes.

I have a whole long post about the movie planned in my head, but I'm much too tired to do anything at the moment but add a few songs to my beloved Dino (name given to me MP3 player after the first artist played upon it) and then fuck off to bed.

Am I swearing a lot today, or no more than usual?

Before I go, I shall give you the uncompleted answers to the movie meme:

3. "Kara, we're inside a Russian airbase in the middle of Afghanistan." This is James Bond in The Living Daylights. Shame upon ye all.

8. "My dear friend, there's a little bit of Don Juan in every man, and since I am Don Juan, there must be more of it in me!" See now, I thought this was too obvious given that it has most of the title in the quote: Errol Flynn/Don Juan in The Adventures of Don Juan

9. "Well I ain't sorry for you no more, ya crazy, psalm-singing, skinny old maid!" Harry Allnut/Humphrey Bogart, The African Queen.

10. "Piss off, Brahms!" Tee hee, knew nobody would get this: Franz Liszt/Roger Daltrey in Lisztomania.

12. "Life, every now and then, behaves as though it had seen too many bad movies, when everything fits too well - the beginning, the middle, the end - from fade-in to fade-out." Harry Dawes/Humphrey Bogart,The Barefoot Contessa.

Oh, it's only fair to warn you, as my friends, that the post tomorrow/soon is likely to involve the words 'Jim Morrison', 'Lennon', 'Lynott' and 'rock and roll' and 'fucking ghosts'. Just a warning.

Have stranger things happened, or not?

OK, yesterday I went, complete with entire family, to see The Phantom of the Opera at Cineworld.

I hate Andrew Lloyd-Webber and all he stands for. I've never seen Gerard Butler live to the end of a movie. I had Franz Ferdinand's 'This Fire' swimming in my head. My brother wouldn't shut the fuck up. Didn't bode well.

Fucking loved it. Seriously loved it. I mean, there are a few moments that made me giggle because they were so '80s cheesy music video' (mostly in the 'Phantom of the Opera' sequence itself, interestingly. Maybe it was the mist/boat/nightgown combination.)... but I really did like it.

Got outside, managed to get a lungful of someone's cigarette smoke. A proper lungful. Promptly began hyperventilating quite badly while my very concerned family just carried on walking. My dad then asked what the matter was and got angry when I didn't respond clearly. FACTOID: Could not breathe. I was slumped over the fence outside McDonalds, this close to just passing out. Hasn't happened for a very long time, and was totally freaked out.

Then today after work, I went to the shit cinema at the shopping centre near where I work... and watched The Phantom of the Opera. Without Michel talking all the fucking way through and without my mother just bugging me with her presence, it was really good and I was able to suspend my disbelief to get through most of the cheesy bits.

Anyway, cut a long story short: The slight, secret crush I developed upon Gerard Butler while watching somewhat shit Made-For-TV movie Attila (he had long hair, ok) a few years ago may have reared its ugly head. I thought I'd squashed it with Lara Croft 2. Apparently not. Fuck. Can be such a fucking girl sometimes.

I have a whole long post about the movie planned in my head, but I'm much too tired to do anything at the moment but add a few songs to my beloved Dino (name given to me MP3 player after the first artist played upon it) and then fuck off to bed.

Am I swearing a lot today, or no more than usual?

Before I go, I shall give you the uncompleted answers to the movie meme:

3. "Kara, we're inside a Russian airbase in the middle of Afghanistan." This is James Bond in The Living Daylights. Shame upon ye all.

8. "My dear friend, there's a little bit of Don Juan in every man, and since I am Don Juan, there must be more of it in me!" See now, I thought this was too obvious given that it has most of the title in the quote: Errol Flynn/Don Juan in The Adventures of Don Juan

9. "Well I ain't sorry for you no more, ya crazy, psalm-singing, skinny old maid!" Harry Allnut/Humphrey Bogart, The African Queen.

10. "Piss off, Brahms!" Tee hee, knew nobody would get this: Franz Liszt/Roger Daltrey in Lisztomania.

12. "Life, every now and then, behaves as though it had seen too many bad movies, when everything fits too well - the beginning, the middle, the end - from fade-in to fade-out." Harry Dawes/Humphrey Bogart,The Barefoot Contessa.

Oh, it's only fair to warn you, as my friends, that the post tomorrow/soon is likely to involve the words 'Jim Morrison', 'Lennon', 'Lynott' and 'rock and roll' and 'fucking ghosts'. Just a warning.