An Interesting Sort of day.
Wednesday, 8 January 2003 04:06![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
apollaGag. There are some days when one should just NOT wake up or get out of bed. Today was one of these. For a start, I didn't actually go to bed until six. Apparently I prefer watching The Prince and the Showgirl, starring my favourite blonde, Marilyn Monroe but also my least favourite person to 'grace' a screen: 'Lord' Laurence Olivier. Couldn't get over how belittling he was. Anyway...
I go to sleep at six, get woken up a few hours later by the man sent by Sony to give me a new power adapter for my computer. I hop upstairs, plug it all back in and hope for the best. Fall asleep again with Attack of the Clones playing in the background (Do not ask).
Computer still not working when I wake up at four pm. Want to cry very loudly. Instead I ring the Sony helpline (Situated, I suspect, somewhere in Eire) and speak to a young Oirish lad who swears it must be the screen. I suspect not but try to get my brother off the pc anyway to test it. Ha ha. Ever tried getting an 18 year old boy who's much bigger than you away from a computer game involving guns and blood? It doesn't work. I ring Sony again, speak to another Oirish lad who arranges for my computer to be picked up on Thursday. nearly cry again when he tells me it's very likely that I'll lose everything on the computer. All, in other words, my HP stuff. Every ficlet, every unfinished story. Everything since August. I think that at least I haven't actually started my uni work (which is for next week). I put the computer away and try to watch movies to make the heartache go away. Think about food and realise I've felt sick all day. It's also bloody freezing here at the moment. Then my mum arrives home and on hearing my sad computer tale, shouts at me for not backing stuff up more. Well I'm sorry, but I've only had my very expensive computer since mid-August. It should not have gone wrong. And yes, woman, I should have backed it all up.
Then I read on the page my mum has set as homepage (www.ntlworld.com or something) that Harrison Ford and Josh Hartnett were in a car accident. Nearly have sodding heart failure as the page loads until I find out that it's all fine and just some bruised ribs and strained backs. And possibly bruised pride as it turns out they were filming and Mr Hartnett drove into a wall instead of down a street. Hmm. Sounds like he drives as badly as me. Then I discover that the Beatles monthly magazine I get courtesy of my dad is finishing as of this month after like forty years. AND it turns out my dad read my Empire magazine before me. OK, that last one isn't so bad.
Finally calmed down to usual apathy by watching a repeat of The Hound of the Baskervilles on BBC Choice.
Phew. I've got all that out. Now for last night!
The Two Towers absolutely ROCKED, man. I mean, I nearly jumped up in the cinema at a couple of points and I even waded into the Legolas/Aragorn debate with Louise. I am a child of film, I do not sit and discuss such things. And yet... I'm also a girl and therefore got into the debate. I don't care if Legolas slid down the stairs while also archering in a way to make Errol Flynn jealous, the answer is: Aragorn. Louise got a bit worried when he went over the cliff, but having a basic knowledge of the books (I own them, but got bored so read the end of the last book) I was not unduly concerned. And the bit where he opens the doors? We just turned to each other and went 'whoa' or something like that.
But that's not important. It's an amazing film as I know most of you have said. I personally think it dragged a bit at the beginning, but this may partly due to the fact we had to sit through about half an hour of adverts before trailers, which included the I Spy trailer twice... But the battle for Helm's Deep... I haven't seen anything to compare in a very long time. When the fortress wall gets blown up, I was like 'How did they DO THAT'. Louise thought I was talking about the actual characters, but I meant the shot and all.
When I calmed down I figured it was computers and digital stuff, but it's amazing nonetheless. Some of the CGI was a bit dodgy, particularly when that thing is dragging Aragorn along and over the cliff. They must've spent all their time on Gollum. It showed. He was cool. See George Lucas, the concept CAN WORK. So kill off Jar Jar and stop wasting everyone's valuable time.
The tree dudes... Ents? were v. cool when they finally went into battle. It was like 'and when the trees got mad, it was moider!'. Did anyone else notice though, that Christopher Lee looked a lot... more well. than he does as that Dooku dude? Maybe it's just me. He just looked better. Not as... eightysomething, I guess.
The chick narked me a bit. I was like 'Hellooo?' I didn't realise Ginny Weasley was in this one. But she wasn't too bad. I just wish that there were some decent chicks in the story to begin with. Part of the reason I don't like the books much, I guess.
Frodo... seemed out of his head for much of the picture. Possibly the point, I grant you. Was not down with the post-modernish 'do you suppose they'll tell stories about us' thing from Sam. All a bit sappy and saccharine after the Helm's Deep bloodbath.
The HP fandom has had some strange sideeffects on me though... I turned to Louise at one point and said of Sam & Frodo 'Hello to the Slash!' or words to that effect. She looked blank for a moment, but it was so obvious in the picture she got what I meant.
Legolas had a few great Errol Flynn moments, I must admit. The shield/skateboard thing was Errol's Robin Hood for the twentyfirst century. Maybe it's the bow and arrow... Definitely not the hair. Although I would love to think of Draco growing up to have hair just like that. It would amuse me no end.
With the movie, especially the battle, I was reminded exactly what makes me love the movies so much, why I have a deep, burning desire to make them myself. And I haven't felt like that for a long time. Even CoS, which I loved, didn't make me feel like that. TTT did and for that I'm so grateful, man. Here I was questioning myself and my dreams and Peter Jackson comes along and reminds me why my room is filled with videos, why I spend more money on movies than on clothes or anything else. So Mr Jackson, I thank you for a kick-arse, faith-affirming picture. And yes, Aragorn is damn cute. Tall, dark and brooding, good with a sword? Nothing like Angel at all... But before I get flamed... Legolas isn't bad either. OK? Actually, on that note, saw some pics of the new Ned Kelly movie. Your sculpted Legolas/Orlando is all beardy, as is that Heath bloke. Don't say I didn't warn you.
And as I'm firmly back on Movie Cloud Nine, might as well do the 'Can't wait for Gangs of New York' moment. Saw some clips earlier, found out Liam Neeson's (best actor Ballymena ever gave us) playing Amsterdam's slain dad and now cannot wait. Have been waiting long enough Mr Scorsese! Bring it on! Hopefully I'll catch it on Friday before I have to go back to Lancaster, where we have no cinema. I was always of the opinion that Leonardo DiCaprio was capable of great things before Titanic came along. Hopefully he'll prove me right on that one.
Well, it's now five am. So I'm off to bed. Hurrah!
I go to sleep at six, get woken up a few hours later by the man sent by Sony to give me a new power adapter for my computer. I hop upstairs, plug it all back in and hope for the best. Fall asleep again with Attack of the Clones playing in the background (Do not ask).
Computer still not working when I wake up at four pm. Want to cry very loudly. Instead I ring the Sony helpline (Situated, I suspect, somewhere in Eire) and speak to a young Oirish lad who swears it must be the screen. I suspect not but try to get my brother off the pc anyway to test it. Ha ha. Ever tried getting an 18 year old boy who's much bigger than you away from a computer game involving guns and blood? It doesn't work. I ring Sony again, speak to another Oirish lad who arranges for my computer to be picked up on Thursday. nearly cry again when he tells me it's very likely that I'll lose everything on the computer. All, in other words, my HP stuff. Every ficlet, every unfinished story. Everything since August. I think that at least I haven't actually started my uni work (which is for next week). I put the computer away and try to watch movies to make the heartache go away. Think about food and realise I've felt sick all day. It's also bloody freezing here at the moment. Then my mum arrives home and on hearing my sad computer tale, shouts at me for not backing stuff up more. Well I'm sorry, but I've only had my very expensive computer since mid-August. It should not have gone wrong. And yes, woman, I should have backed it all up.
Then I read on the page my mum has set as homepage (www.ntlworld.com or something) that Harrison Ford and Josh Hartnett were in a car accident. Nearly have sodding heart failure as the page loads until I find out that it's all fine and just some bruised ribs and strained backs. And possibly bruised pride as it turns out they were filming and Mr Hartnett drove into a wall instead of down a street. Hmm. Sounds like he drives as badly as me. Then I discover that the Beatles monthly magazine I get courtesy of my dad is finishing as of this month after like forty years. AND it turns out my dad read my Empire magazine before me. OK, that last one isn't so bad.
Finally calmed down to usual apathy by watching a repeat of The Hound of the Baskervilles on BBC Choice.
Phew. I've got all that out. Now for last night!
The Two Towers absolutely ROCKED, man. I mean, I nearly jumped up in the cinema at a couple of points and I even waded into the Legolas/Aragorn debate with Louise. I am a child of film, I do not sit and discuss such things. And yet... I'm also a girl and therefore got into the debate. I don't care if Legolas slid down the stairs while also archering in a way to make Errol Flynn jealous, the answer is: Aragorn. Louise got a bit worried when he went over the cliff, but having a basic knowledge of the books (I own them, but got bored so read the end of the last book) I was not unduly concerned. And the bit where he opens the doors? We just turned to each other and went 'whoa' or something like that.
But that's not important. It's an amazing film as I know most of you have said. I personally think it dragged a bit at the beginning, but this may partly due to the fact we had to sit through about half an hour of adverts before trailers, which included the I Spy trailer twice... But the battle for Helm's Deep... I haven't seen anything to compare in a very long time. When the fortress wall gets blown up, I was like 'How did they DO THAT'. Louise thought I was talking about the actual characters, but I meant the shot and all.
When I calmed down I figured it was computers and digital stuff, but it's amazing nonetheless. Some of the CGI was a bit dodgy, particularly when that thing is dragging Aragorn along and over the cliff. They must've spent all their time on Gollum. It showed. He was cool. See George Lucas, the concept CAN WORK. So kill off Jar Jar and stop wasting everyone's valuable time.
The tree dudes... Ents? were v. cool when they finally went into battle. It was like 'and when the trees got mad, it was moider!'. Did anyone else notice though, that Christopher Lee looked a lot... more well. than he does as that Dooku dude? Maybe it's just me. He just looked better. Not as... eightysomething, I guess.
The chick narked me a bit. I was like 'Hellooo?' I didn't realise Ginny Weasley was in this one. But she wasn't too bad. I just wish that there were some decent chicks in the story to begin with. Part of the reason I don't like the books much, I guess.
Frodo... seemed out of his head for much of the picture. Possibly the point, I grant you. Was not down with the post-modernish 'do you suppose they'll tell stories about us' thing from Sam. All a bit sappy and saccharine after the Helm's Deep bloodbath.
The HP fandom has had some strange sideeffects on me though... I turned to Louise at one point and said of Sam & Frodo 'Hello to the Slash!' or words to that effect. She looked blank for a moment, but it was so obvious in the picture she got what I meant.
Legolas had a few great Errol Flynn moments, I must admit. The shield/skateboard thing was Errol's Robin Hood for the twentyfirst century. Maybe it's the bow and arrow... Definitely not the hair. Although I would love to think of Draco growing up to have hair just like that. It would amuse me no end.
With the movie, especially the battle, I was reminded exactly what makes me love the movies so much, why I have a deep, burning desire to make them myself. And I haven't felt like that for a long time. Even CoS, which I loved, didn't make me feel like that. TTT did and for that I'm so grateful, man. Here I was questioning myself and my dreams and Peter Jackson comes along and reminds me why my room is filled with videos, why I spend more money on movies than on clothes or anything else. So Mr Jackson, I thank you for a kick-arse, faith-affirming picture. And yes, Aragorn is damn cute. Tall, dark and brooding, good with a sword? Nothing like Angel at all... But before I get flamed... Legolas isn't bad either. OK? Actually, on that note, saw some pics of the new Ned Kelly movie. Your sculpted Legolas/Orlando is all beardy, as is that Heath bloke. Don't say I didn't warn you.
And as I'm firmly back on Movie Cloud Nine, might as well do the 'Can't wait for Gangs of New York' moment. Saw some clips earlier, found out Liam Neeson's (best actor Ballymena ever gave us) playing Amsterdam's slain dad and now cannot wait. Have been waiting long enough Mr Scorsese! Bring it on! Hopefully I'll catch it on Friday before I have to go back to Lancaster, where we have no cinema. I was always of the opinion that Leonardo DiCaprio was capable of great things before Titanic came along. Hopefully he'll prove me right on that one.
Well, it's now five am. So I'm off to bed. Hurrah!
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Date: 2003-01-07 21:44 (UTC)I thought the beginning was a bit slow, too: *runrunrun* *talk* *runrunrun* *talk* repeat.
Eowyn = Ginny. Exactly. And she's even worse in the book. Only reaffirmed my distaste for such characters. Sam's speech was straight from the book, though.
*waves Legolas/Aragorn flag*
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Date: 2003-01-08 01:57 (UTC)--Me too! I kept thinking at various points in the movie - so slashy! and I really do think it has to do with HP Fandom since I delurked as like when I saw FotR I don't think I saw it as much - well except with the ending bit - me thinks that's when Fandom started affecting me - lol - The Fandom also affected me to see all sorts of ships in CoS that I'm usually not inclinced to see - lol
~Sabs