Uncreated Conscience

I’ve actually been fairly good about working these past few days (just got the soundtrack for Battlestar Galactica—what?), but a while back, in a fit of huge procrastination, White-Harp and I indulged in a little silliness.

I loves my White-Harp, I do.

Another White-Harp review vlog! She stayed up so late finishing A CURSE DARK AS GOLD by Elizabeth C. Bunce that this one isn’t quite as coherent as her review of SHIVER.

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Both she and I really thoroughly enjoyed it, and my review follows beneath the cut.

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And so do I. I’ve Twittered before about my newfound love for Chester 5000 XYV but failed to follow up with an actual blog post about it. (Warning for the kiddos—not that I think anyone younger than 18 follows my blog: Chester 5000 XYV is porn.)

I love graphic novels and comic books but was never allowed to read them as a child because my mother deemed them “not girly.” (Also on the list of verboten reads included such series as THE BABYSITTERS’ CLUB by Ann M. Martin and GOOSEBUMPS by R. L. Stine.) I dislike the gender bias of graphic novels, not because somethings aren’t inherently “boy” books or “girl” books, but because it’s less an issue of gendered books so much as how one perceives information. I am a visual person. I relate to the world with images as much as words and I certainly express my thoughts visually as well as verbally. (more…)

Twilight the Movie

Friday night instead of watching La Belle et La Bête, I went in an entirely different direction and watched Twilight. I was simultaneously bored and amused, and then utterly conflicted, mostly because my entire reaction was OMG it doesn’t suck! Oh wait… It isn’t by any means a great film (despite the director’s pedigree), but by virtue of the fact that Bella doesn’t make me want to vomit for most of the film, it rises in my estimation. Unfortunately that doesn’t mean it’s not ludicrously bad in spots and some of the dialogue, while lifted directly from the books, is so awful in its cheesiness I cringed with embarrassment for the actors.

However there are times when the movie is wonderfully atmospheric and gothic, the way any good vampire flick ought to be, yet there was still something wanting in the entire film. Take this infamous “meadow scene” for instance:

BELLA: I know what you are…
EDWARD: Say it. Out loud. Say it.
BELLA: Vampire.

And I’m thinking, God, if they weren’t so afraid to let Robert Pattinson off his Hunky Hero leash this could have been so fascinating! Perhaps I’m letting my own deviant proclivities slip, but what he’s saying isn’t too far off from a pimp slapping around his ho and screaming, “Say my name, bitch!” Now, how much more awesome would Twilight have been if it had been played that way? It would have certainly been far less dull.

At least I didn’t waste my time; I managed to finish my scarf while watching the movie.

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Seal-hunting makes JJ cry. And makes her want to snuggle with a White-Harp and tell her everything will be okay. I signed the petition to end the seal hunt in Canada and everyone on my friendslist please sign it too!

Save the real harps.