Son of Misc. Thoughts! Rrargh!
Jul. 31st, 2004 03:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thehefner1.) Internship is over! (does the Heffie Hump) Now, I have one month, one month, to get cracking on memorizing Vigil and doing 100+ pages of novel rewrites/slashing and burnings before I am swamped upon my return to WAC. I really should be doing that now instead of writing an LJ entry. Hmm. Anyway, moving on!
2.) Righteous indignation, the feeling that I was wronged and was in the right, is a better and healthier feeling than utter pain and heartbreak. Still, it's not exactly the most fun feeling to have, especially when you're like me. Someone who doesn't want to be mad at anybody, or to have anyone mad at him. I want everything to be shiny and happy, and alas, nothing I can do right now can mend those wounds. If they're not interested in coming to me and talking things out like human beings, welp, I suppose that's not my problem, is it? Even still.
3.) Anchorman was good, but I was pretty disappointed. It was hardly the work of comedic genius I was hyped to believe from cititcs and other people. Really, it felt like one extended SNL sketch, and not even one of the best ones. And that's not to say that all SNL movies are bad. I was comparing this film to Harold and Kumar, and the major difference was that H&K were actually human, believeable, layered characters, whereas the entire cast of Anchorman were charicetures. Wayne's World was more akin to H&K than Anchorman in this respect, and for that reason I find those movies to be ultimately more substantial and interesting than this.
Still, that's not the say that there weren't moments of brilliance to Anchorman. In fact, to my mind there are three things about this movie that make watching the whole thing worthwhile. Without spoiling anything, they are 1.) The gangland-style battle between the reporters. See it and you'll know why. 2.) "Afternoon Delight." I used to hate this song. Now I can't stop singing it. What they do in this movie, similar to what happened in "Magnolia," confirmed my belief that they need to do this sort of thing in more movies, dammit.
And reason 3.) The Daily Show's Steve Carrell, who's portrayal of weatherman Buck is the live-action heir apparent to Ralph "My cat's breath smells like cat food" Wiggum and "The Critic's" Franklin "There's a reason I have a bananna in my nose... it's to lure the monkey out of my head" Sherman. He steals the show with every line he says, and will be perhaps the most quotable character, hopefully. I'm featuring him here as a new LJ icon, but what I really want is a picture of him looking serious and stern, holding that grenade.
4.) Two more additions to the "Greatest Movie Fights Ever!" list. First, the recent version of "The Count of Monte Cristo," of which I only got to see the last 15 minutes on Showtime. I plan to actually read the book one of these days. But the final battle between Jim "Jesus" Caviziel and Guy "time-traveling amnesiac cannibal cop" Pearce, in full, flowing period coats... with rapiers... in the ruins of a monestary... *gurgle* it was utter beauty. It was nearly everything I ever wanted in a sword battle.
And the other, at the reccomendation of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
metalcrowe was "Rob Roy," a film that started off pretty badass but then became a bit formulaic for my tastes. Even still, that final duel between Liam Neeson and Tim Roth (the single most deadly pompus lisping dandy I've ever seen, totally creepy), especially in that climax, totally made the whole movie. Wow.
5.) Val has asked me to come up to rural PA to help her out for a day at a Shakespeare camp. And being the ambitious hams that we are, we're going to try to memorize the Richard and Anne scene before Thursday. All I need is a good cut of the scene, but damn it for some reason neither of my computers want to load the .pdf format script. Piffle.tomperdue was good enough to send me the script, but it's still not working! Bah! If I can't get this ready soon, I may have to just go cut it myself, which I do not revel in doing. It's bad enough that we're going to try to memorize and perform, without rehearsal until the very last day, one of the single most difficult scenes in all of Shakespeare, but to try to optimally cut it as well... but then, I am the idiot who's going to be doing at least four plays in his senior year. Gott.
2.) Righteous indignation, the feeling that I was wronged and was in the right, is a better and healthier feeling than utter pain and heartbreak. Still, it's not exactly the most fun feeling to have, especially when you're like me. Someone who doesn't want to be mad at anybody, or to have anyone mad at him. I want everything to be shiny and happy, and alas, nothing I can do right now can mend those wounds. If they're not interested in coming to me and talking things out like human beings, welp, I suppose that's not my problem, is it? Even still.
3.) Anchorman was good, but I was pretty disappointed. It was hardly the work of comedic genius I was hyped to believe from cititcs and other people. Really, it felt like one extended SNL sketch, and not even one of the best ones. And that's not to say that all SNL movies are bad. I was comparing this film to Harold and Kumar, and the major difference was that H&K were actually human, believeable, layered characters, whereas the entire cast of Anchorman were charicetures. Wayne's World was more akin to H&K than Anchorman in this respect, and for that reason I find those movies to be ultimately more substantial and interesting than this.
Still, that's not the say that there weren't moments of brilliance to Anchorman. In fact, to my mind there are three things about this movie that make watching the whole thing worthwhile. Without spoiling anything, they are 1.) The gangland-style battle between the reporters. See it and you'll know why. 2.) "Afternoon Delight." I used to hate this song. Now I can't stop singing it. What they do in this movie, similar to what happened in "Magnolia," confirmed my belief that they need to do this sort of thing in more movies, dammit.
And reason 3.) The Daily Show's Steve Carrell, who's portrayal of weatherman Buck is the live-action heir apparent to Ralph "My cat's breath smells like cat food" Wiggum and "The Critic's" Franklin "There's a reason I have a bananna in my nose... it's to lure the monkey out of my head" Sherman. He steals the show with every line he says, and will be perhaps the most quotable character, hopefully. I'm featuring him here as a new LJ icon, but what I really want is a picture of him looking serious and stern, holding that grenade.
4.) Two more additions to the "Greatest Movie Fights Ever!" list. First, the recent version of "The Count of Monte Cristo," of which I only got to see the last 15 minutes on Showtime. I plan to actually read the book one of these days. But the final battle between Jim "Jesus" Caviziel and Guy "time-traveling amnesiac cannibal cop" Pearce, in full, flowing period coats... with rapiers... in the ruins of a monestary... *gurgle* it was utter beauty. It was nearly everything I ever wanted in a sword battle.
And the other, at the reccomendation of
metalcrowe was "Rob Roy," a film that started off pretty badass but then became a bit formulaic for my tastes. Even still, that final duel between Liam Neeson and Tim Roth (the single most deadly pompus lisping dandy I've ever seen, totally creepy), especially in that climax, totally made the whole movie. Wow. 5.) Val has asked me to come up to rural PA to help her out for a day at a Shakespeare camp. And being the ambitious hams that we are, we're going to try to memorize the Richard and Anne scene before Thursday. All I need is a good cut of the scene, but damn it for some reason neither of my computers want to load the .pdf format script. Piffle.
tomperdue was good enough to send me the script, but it's still not working! Bah! If I can't get this ready soon, I may have to just go cut it myself, which I do not revel in doing. It's bad enough that we're going to try to memorize and perform, without rehearsal until the very last day, one of the single most difficult scenes in all of Shakespeare, but to try to optimally cut it as well... but then, I am the idiot who's going to be doing at least four plays in his senior year. Gott.
