Went to see Daybreakers tonight. Was actually quite awesome and rather pretty as well.
The vampire protagonist's name was Edward. Alison and I don't know if this was taking a jab at Twilight but we like to think so.
Oh, and the audience was great. They giggled with amusement at the Extreme Gore times. (There was an old couple there who I hope were among the gigglers, because that gives me hope for the world.)
The flat has been on a old movie kick of late and it's made of win.
First off was West Side Story, which none of us had ever seen despite being a classic. I discovered, however, that I recognised almost all of the songs. It was kinda 'meh' though all over. I'm a big musical fan but over than the unintentional hilarity it was kinda dry.
Then we watched Some Like It Hot which was fabulous and Marilyn Monroe's barely-there dresses kept distracting us. It's hard to focus on plot when Marilyn's breasts are trying to escape their sequins. But there was hijinks and everyone loves hijinks.
Then tonight we watched Funny Face which I wasn't really into - sorry, Catherine, but Audrey really just fails to capture me - and then we watched the absolutely fantastic Bringing Up Baby. SO. GOOD. Katherine Hepburn and Cary Grant are love and so are adorable leopards! I need to own this movie on DVD!
We've now watched all our classic films, but we do have some Eddie Izzard and a 70's BBC miniseries of 'Day of the Triffids' which I am a little wary about because it's going to be awful but I'm not yet sure if it will be awful enough to be amazing. I do hope so!
Get Smart was super adorable. And Anne Hathaway is sort of getting ridiculously gorgeous.
X-Files movie was entertaining but also not all that much like X-Files other than the fact it had Mulder and Scully (♥♥). I can't think of anything more interesting to say about it other than that. But it was enjoyable, I just wanted more... paranormal stuff. Cause... well, it's X-Files.
I don't have much else to say. I'm annoyed with myself because as soon as I got almost better from being ill I picked up the cold Catherine had and now I'm suffering from that one instead. Oh my god. I'm made of fail. I shouldn't be surprised though. Sick and birthdays go together all the time for me. I'm just hoping I feel better by Saturday for my party or else I'll have to cancel. Dammit.
Oh fingers, why you so cold?
There is a rat balanced rather precariously upon my head. He's going to fall and he knows it, which is why he keeps burying his claws in my scalp. Ow, Byron! He needs to learn to remain in more comfortable places. Not very bright is he.
Everyone is out now and the house is stupidly quite, which means I require music. And now that that's fixed in a minute I'm about to call someone to ask about an Othello audition. Because, mmmm, Othello. I haven't done any proper acting since high school so it's very possible I suck at it by now but, hey, it's just an audition. No harm in that. I wish I still had the singing voice I used to in my earlyish teens because then I could do muuusicals. I loves me some musicals.
Alison and I got out the first season of Queer As Folk last week and it was awesome, especially in the deja vu kind of way. Man, I used to love that show so much. I am discovering I am still quite fond. Jen got sucked into it as well toward the end of the season and now both she and Ali and flailing over Season Finale Dramah. It's funny ;D And then we watched the first episode of Dexter (with bubbly!) when it was on the telly the other night. Good, although I'm not yet sure what I make of it. I shall withhold judgement until I've seen a few more.
Sena brought around the latest episode of SPN and I now can't get the silly fake theme song out of my head:
Ghost, Ghost Facers! We go the places where the others will not!
Ghost, Ghost Facers! We stay in the kitchen when the kitchen gets hot!
Heh heh heh.
And, oh! The Sarah Conner Chronicles are going to start soon! Fuck yeah! I'm really hoping it's going to be good. Please wipe all memory of that terrible third film from my mind.
Drinkies the other night were awesome. Much of this opinion may be because of the fact that we got to write 'OWNED' on the face of someone who passed out. We told him he was lucky we didn't shave an eyebrow off. American Mike now swears vengeance against 'that ninja' but we all know he'll never manage it. No one out ninjas the ninja.
And now I'm tired because I stayed up all night reading Fight Club, which was written in a way that made me think I was more tired than I was. (I also couldn't see the characters as any one but who played them in the movie, even though I still haven't seen it in it's entirety.)
Tonight we're going to watch Spiceworld. This is not a joke however much you wish it was. Oh yes, Spiceworld. I can quote this movie. Oh, the mispent days of my youth! There may have to be drinking to go along with this.
(Tim! Now that Batman is all done, Indiana Jones?)