I Suggest Something Far Worse: Medicine

Having missed the television broadcast of the 2003 version of Peter Pan, I decided to pop in the DVD and settle down for a nice movie.

Ugh, I know it always leaves me an emotional wreck by the end, but I watched it anyway, bawling into my popcorn at the climax.

Naysayers say what they will, but The New York Times and I believe that the 2003 adaptation is magical and lyrical and oh-my-god so bittersweet. I think I feel a bit sick from all the bitter and the sweet mixing together in my stomach, but it was so good. The whole thing is lush and beautiful and one huge allegory for the pain and desire of growing up, but the one thing that makes the movie work so well for me is that is doesn’t forget that at the heart of it, it’s a love story between Peter and Wendy.

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Surely This Obsession Is Not Healthy

Sometimes I wish I were Maddy Gaiman.

Except not really. Because then I would have that icky crush-on-your-own-father thing and while I secretly indulge in Romantic-Gothic brother/sister incest, the Daddy/Little Girl dynamic really just belongs in the bedroom.

That aside, reasons to want to be Maddy Gaiman:

  1. She has the coolest dad in the world. No seriously. He writes graphic novels and great fantasy.
  2. Her dad is friends with Guillermo del Toro.
  3. She is obviously really attractive because who wouldn’t be with genes like his?
  4. She gets to travel to Europe with him to watch as Del Toro films Hellboy 2.
  5. SHE GETS TO WEAR HIS LEATHER JACKET.

I am so unbelievably jealous. Sometimes I wish Bear were the leather jacket wearing sort (it always surprises me he doesn’t! He’s totally the type of person who’d wear one.) just so I could steal it and wear it. Often I am tempted to buy him a leather jacket for the sole purpose of filching it from his closet. I haven’t eaten poultry or meat for years and years now and as a matter of principle I don’t wear leather, but secretly, it is a small fetish of mine.

P.S. HELLBOY 2!!!!!! The first was vastly underrated; it was one of the better comic book movie adaptations and no one noticed. Also, you really can’t go wrong with a movie directed by the same man who did Pan’s Labyrinth.

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Goth!Emo!Punk!EveryHighSchoolCliche!Peter Parker

Sarah is brilliant. Sarah is redheaded. Sarah is Irish. Sarah is a very big person in Harry Potter fandom. Sarah is also someone whom I secretly stalk because I love reading her young-adult fantasy novel reviews, as well as her pretty fucking awesome movie parodies.

Like this one for Spiderman 3.

  • PETER: Wow, I feel pretty good. My costume’s all black. Oh my God, I am Goth Spiderman!
  • PETER: Maybe this isn’t a good thing. I just snapped at my landlord and then I looked in the mirror and oh my God, I look like Pete Doherty!
  • PETER: I shouldn’t put that awesome Goth suit on again. I think it made me high.

I love Emo!Peter Parker in every iteration, even in those that make fun of him. Perhaps especially those that make fun of him.

  • HARRY: Peter, you have a new hairdo! And you appear to be wearing eyeliner. Dude, no wonder you got beat down in school.
  • PETER: Don’t talk to me about school when I am Goth Spiderman! It makes me hear the soundtrack of ‘I Hate Mondays’ in my head!

Tee hee!

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The Coast of Trollesund

Fucking hell, apparently Tom Stoppard wrote the first screenplay for The Golden Compass before the director Chris Weitz decided to write it himself.

Except the director is the man who gave us the American Pie series and About a Boy (not that either of those weren’t touching in their own ways).

But…Tom Stoppard! Seriously! What was New Line thinking when they gave up his draft?

I am on pins and needles for this movie and it won’t be out until December. Argh! Argh!

I think I might spend the train ride to Philly after work photoshopping Nicole-Kidman-as-Mrs-Coulter’s blonde hair black because it irks me that much.


Edited to add: Okay, I feel slightly more mollified after having read this about Chris Weitz:

Like Pullman, [Weitz] attended an Oxbridge College – in this case, Trinity College, Cambridge, which was every bit as grand and arrogant as the confabulated Jordan, Oxford. Although I was born in the U.S., I did the full three years at Cambridge (the standard course is three years, not four), as I went to “sixth form” (high school) in London. I held both junior and senior scholarships in English Literature at Trinity. My period was the seventeenth century. I am a reasonably experienced Milton hand, and I flatter myself no slouch at Blake either (c18, I know…). In addition, I am a lapsed- Catholic crypto-Buddhist, which is I think appropriate for the piece…

Read the rest of the interview here.

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Reason No. 12 to See Pirates of the Caribbean 3

Reason no. 12 to go see Pirates of the Caribbean 3: At World’s End: they will be showing the trailer for The Golden Compass before it.

The Golden Compass Poster

I swear I am one of the worst His Dark Materials fangirls ever. First the daemon meme goes around and I almost miss it entirely, and secondly, an early movie poster has apparently been released and it nearly passed me by completely unnoticed as well. Nevertheless:

LOOK AT THE POSTER IT’S THE POSTER OMFG SQUEE!!!!!!

There’s Iorek Byrnison (squee!) and Lyra (meep!) and the alethiometer (yay!) but one of the most important elements is missing:

Where is Pantalaimon?

Granted, I know the movie is in post-production and daemons probably haven’t yet been digitally added to the movie stills that have been released, but to add him to the movie poster is absolutely essential. I believe the form he’s in most of the time in the North is an ermine and really, is it too much to ask to digitally draw him in around Lyra’s neck for a poster?

Despite my issues with Nicole Kidman’s blonde hair, I am beginning to think that she may be a decent Mrs. Coulter after all. Certainly she has a stunning and perfect face, and playing an evil megalomaniac could work for her. According to the Internet Movie Database entry, Philip Pullman had always wanted Nicole Kidman to play her and I vaguely remember reading an interview here and there that said the same thing.

However, Samuel L. Jackson as Lee Scoresby? What the fuck?

Writer Philip Pullman wants Nicole Kidman to play Mrs. Coulter and has indicated that he would like Jason Isaacs to portray Lord Asriel. He has also indicated that he would like the part of Lee Scorsby to be played by Samuel L. Jackson.

First off, whoever submitted that piece of trivia misspelled Lee’s name.

Secondly, I do believe Jason Isaacs as Lord Asriel might have been brilliant, but Daniel Craig is perfect. The fact that he was a fan of the books before he was cast makes him all the better.

Factoid the third, I may be a little bit in love with Dakota Blue Richards (why is Dakota such a popular name for young girls these days?) as Lyra.

I have high hopes for this movie. I just hope I’m not disappointed when it’s released.

Speaking of children’s fantasy series I adored as a child being made into movies: who’s terrible idea is it to set Susan Cooper’s The Dark is Rising in America?

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Alfonso Cuaron Must Have My Babies

Another reason to love Alfonso Cuáron:

He uses “Arbeit Macht Frei” by the Libertines in Children of Men.

(I am such a sucker for dystopian movies/books. E.g. The Giver, Brave New World, 1984, etc.)

I would write a far more comprehensive review of Children of Men and of Spiderman 3 (which I saw at midnight on Thursday), but the writing of The Book has higher priority than movie reviewing.

Worth noting about Spiderman 3:

  1. Bruce Campbell as a French maitre’d might have just made my year.
  2. Emo!Peter Parker is a stroke of genius. Especially the parody.
  3. Venom should have been cut out altogether.
  4. That was the guy from Sideways????

Back to writing.

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It Chars My Heart

It Chars My Heart.
Wow, I’m behind the boat on the this one, but I just discovered these new promotional images from the movie version of Philip Pullman’s The Golden Compass. (Or, Northern Lights in the UK.)

Wait as I take a deep breath.

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An Actual Analysis of Action/Adventure

Saw Pirates for the fourth time last night. Fortunately, my brother didn’t have to wee in the middle of it, so I was able to watch the whole thing. Pushing my lust aside, I am going to offer an actual, objective critique on the picture.

First off, I have to say I’m utterly impressed with the fencing. It was just right for a movie that has one foot placed in fantasy, the other foot rooted in history. Fencing nowadays (the Italian style at least, which is the most traditional) doesn’t involve much lateral motion; it takes place on a strict line, a forward and backward motion are the only ones allowed. But whoever the swordmaster was on this film really knew what he was about. The footwork was perfect, outdated by our standards, but authentic to the time period. The parries were a tad flourished, but that was fine, considering it is a “fantasy” film after all and it really enhanced the almost fairy-tale like atmosphere of it.

But enough about swordplay because once I get started, I won’t ever stop.

Secondly, I’ve mentioned this before, but the score is EXCELLENT. Hans Zimmer is best recognised by his strings; he knows how to use them to wring emotion from his audience. I love the little suite in the very beginning, it feels very colonial folk-ish. However, the strongest part of the score was the percussion work, which really almost sets the pace for the film, quick and rhythmic.

Now we move onto the writing and acting. There were some sticky parts to the writing, no denying that, but I suppose I can forgive it because it is a summer flick and not to meant to make one think too much. However, there was one glaring plothole that bothered me.

How the hell did Bootstrap Bill die?

He must have also been afflicted with the curse because he sent off a piece of it to Will, thus rendering him undead with the rest of Barbossa’s crew. Unless the curse has a delayed reaction, which seems silly. For a while, I wondered why they needed Bill Turner’s blood to lift the curse before I realised that what they mean was that the blood of every pirate who took a piece must be shed before the curse is lifted, which was why Will’s blood was needed. Or at least, I think so, because Jack cut his hand before throwing his coin back to Will.

Will’s character could have certainly used a bit more development. I feel a bit sorry for Orli; he’s gorgeous and all, but this wasn’t exactly a role in which he could stretch out his acting legs. It was a bit weak, especially in contrast to Jack Sparrow and Barbosssa, who stole the entire movie.

Okay, now Barbossa. Every time I watch the movie, I am more and more impressed with Geoffrey Rush. He played that role to the tee, especially his accent, which I loved. His accent was perfect. He’s a fantastic actor and it still throws me that he was the voice of Nigel the Seagull in Finding Nemo.

Perhaps I shouldn’t start with Jack Sparrow or risk having this objective critique fall into extremely biased drooling.

The costuming was great as well. Completely authentic. I especially love the pirate costumes, particularly Barbossa’s. The angle of his hat, the flair of his coat, everything was just right. I also loved Governor Swann’s outfits. Perfect.

The special effects were good, not astounding and it didn’t really overwhelm the movie. I can’t help but compare this film to League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, the other summer action flick, which made me slightly nauseated with its overdone special effects. The last fight scene between Jack and Barbossa was great, how they both passed from flesh to bone in the moonlight and shadow. But the rest of the world felt real, which was nice, with the exception of the Isla de Muerte (Island of Death, how trite), with it’s barren volcano in the center. Like an island like THAT is really going to be found in the Caribbean.

In conclusion, this film was JUST RIGHT. It’s not Oscar-worthy, but it’s definitely a cut above the rest. It didn’t particularly move me emotionally or intellectually (physically, maybe heh heh), but it has just the right amount of history, fantasy, and modern-day sensibilities to make it a very satisfying movie.

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Six Words: Aragorn. Singing. In. Elvish. Hot. Sex.

Number of times watched the scene of Aragorn singing the “Lay of Luthien”: 9
Number of hours spent watching the extended DVD: 7 (no joke, I started it at ten and went to bed at five in the morning)

4:48 p.m. *grumbles* I’m a bit out of sorts because my computer desk imploded on me so I had to go out and buy a new one. That would have been fine and hunky-dory, except the cubicle that is my room was too small to accommodate the desk so I had to rearrange the whole room and get rid of my OTHER desk (which was there merely to hold my junk). Am still in the process of building the fucking new computer desk. Am almost done, but it will still take me about six hours to figure out where to place all the junk that now no longer has a home.

Fuck.

On a happier note, I got the extended DVD of the Fellowship. That little preview at Vende’s house was enough to drive me mad. I was holding out for it as a Christmas gift, but I succumbed to the temptation and ran out and bought it. It actually wasn’t as expensive as I thought.

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Harry Potter and the Movie Chock Full of REALLY REALLY REALLY Hot, Shaggable, and Sexy Guys

Number of times of times drooled over Daniel Radcliffe: 365,478,996,511,543,257,862,312,354,687 (conservative estimate)
Number of times drooled over Christian Coulson: 9,876,582 (but only because he had comparatively less screentime)
Number of weird stares received for perving over a thirteen-year-old and fainting over made-up language: 987,589
Number of theatre managers had to entice in order to procure a Chamber of Secrets poster: 1
Number of children had to trample over to get said poster: 3
Quote of the Day: “Once, I drank so much I forgot how to drive.” -D. Reeves

Some indeterminant time in the wee small hours of the morning: Oh. My. God.

*takes a deep breath*

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Let me repeat that.

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay…I got that out of my system.

Then again, maybe not.

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay, okay, calm down…deep breath…

Perhaps I should start with the day before delving into my highly biased review of Harry Potter.

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