Bits and pieces

[fredericks]

I've discovered that, thanks to the lyrics of the album Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge fitting nicely with the happenings of Battle Royale and due to the fact that I rushed through 300 pages of BR while playing said album, every time I listen to Three Cheers I envision Shuya and Co. engaged in the game. Mini-mental movies: occasionally fun but generally just distracting as all hell.

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Went to the movies today and saw "Green Street Hooligans", a wonderful tale about a love triangle involving Harvard expellee Matt, hot pub man Pete, and his jilted ex, Bover...in my head. In reality "Hooligans" was a rather ho-hum story about the crazy soccer (football, football) scene in England...with the love triangle as subtext so blatant even Stevie Wonder could have seen it. I went to the movie, for one, because the combination of Hunnam and Woods on screen is a lovely thing, and I needed to see some on-screen tail-whuppin' to get out some of this strange pent-up rage I'm manifesting at the moment. Didn't leave the cinema too happy, though. Hunnam, whom I'd last seen giving Aidan Gillen head on my small screen, can actually act; who frackin' knew? So can Woods, but neither of them could make up for the laughable directing and editing of the film. The director decided to go with the "shaky camera + rock music" effect during fight scenes, always a no-no in my book. Ten minutes in, after a particularly hokey bit of voice-over narration, I contemplated leaving but decided against it because, hells, I'd paid $10.50. Fifteen minutes in the row of NYU kids in front of me DID leave, and at that point I didn't blame them. I stuck it out and laughed a few times, but it's an experience I won't go through again, even for Hunnam.

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Was out-of-sorts for various reasons today, and so picked up a couple of CDs (Virgin Recordstore had this nice $10 CD sale going on): Franz Ferdinand (continuing my trend of not picking up band CDs until they've saturated society), Weezer's blue album, and Wilco's Being There. The Wilco I only picked up because Wil Wheaton's constant praise of them has me slightly curious (and the CD was $10!), although I'm thinking Wilco and I aren't going to get along...I started playing one of the disks and didn't even make it all the way through the first track before putting on MCR.

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Ghost of You is on. Now I'm thinking of Shinji. Dammit.

Comments

[tjfalcon.livejournal.com]

See the book affected you more than you thought. :)

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

*grin* Shhh! Don't tell anyone.

The themes in it are so universal (fear, living in modern society, blah blah) I think the affecting was inevitable.

[zelle999.livejournal.com]

It's unfortunate that you didn't like Green Street Hooligans. I had high hopes for that one. I hate that "oooh, EDGY" shaky camera work. It was interesting like five years ago and now it's just annoying. Bah.

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

There might be something to the movie, since Ebert and a whole lotta reviewers took to it, but I didn't like the VO and the fast way Matt was absorbed into the firm. And Claire Forlani has officially taken Heather Graham's place as the worse American actress currently working in my mind; every scene she was in was painful to the extreme.

[zelle999.livejournal.com]

Oooooooooooooh I hate Claire Forlani. HAve you ever seen Mallrats? Gawd, she's awful. But (un)luckily for Heather Graham (who, yeah, is also terrible) Claire Forlani is actually British.

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

Claire Forlani is British? So why the hell was she playing Matt's American sister? That still doesn't explain the horrendous acting, though.