July 30, 2012

i like high school movies.

as i was falling asleep last night, i had a random funny thought. and i wanted to remember to post something about it, because in my slumber adjacent haze, it was hilarious.

when i woke up this morning, i knew i needed to remember something, but i couldn't remember what it was. and then i did, thanks to a combination of too much olympics viewing and too much caffeine.

so here is the (not so) big sleepytime revelation:

i bet you can tell the rough age of a woman based on nothing more than which "evil" high school girls movie they most identify with, i.e. heathers or the craft or mean girls.

i suppose you'd have to throw jawbreaker in there too. i do so love that rose mcgowan.

and for the record, i am a huge fan of all those movies, but my heart will always belong to the bitches of eastwick. hail to the watchtowers of the motherfucking north.


April 8, 2012

all systems go

my brother recently asked me how life was going and i flippantly responded that i was happily basking in the status quo. it was an offhand remark meant to convey that things were fine, nothing to report. which is true, however it also means that i am almost perfectly content with my life right now. i don't wanna change a damn thing! neato.

unfortunately, then i started to over-analyze my state of happiness.

why do i spend so much time at home? why don't i do anything besides watch tv, do arts and crafts and read? am i ever gonna get a real job? settle down? be a proper adult?

and then i think, eh, fuck that. i have a great job that i enjoy doing, a roof over my head, no debt and live with a wonderful man, who loves and supports me. i kinda have it made.

so who cares if i'm a little bit lazy and not likely to change the world through science or ingenuity? if the status quo makes me happy, then bring on the boring.



March 12, 2011

jurassic spark

a friend mentioned to me yesterday that they're closing down "the lost world" at universal studios in order to make room for the harry potter world expansion. i am AGHAST. do people not love and respect jurassic park nowadays?!? this makes me unbelievably sad.

i saw jurassic park in the theaters when it was first released, 18 years ago. i was 12 years old and it scared the ever-livin' crap out of me. definitely it was one of the movies that sparked my intense interest in filmmaking in middle and high school, and my continuing love of film today.

in fact, i have probably seen it more than any other movie in my life. though i haven't kept a record, i would estimate i have watched it more than 2 dozen times. at least.

which of course, led me to make a list of the other movies i have watched obsessively over the years. as follows, a partial list of the films i have seen the most, in descending order (or the closest i could get to it, without having kept records.)

1. jurassic park
2. clue
3. newsies
4. indiana jones and the last crusade
5. scream
6. return of the jedi
7. dazed and confused
8. fried green tomatoes
9. dirty dancing
10. la confidential
11. boondock saints
12. the craft
13. casino
14. the princess bride
15. real genius

now the real question is, what the hell does this list say about me?


and to get even nerdier, what does it say that i spend my time making macros such as this? i do 'ship it though and i am not ashamed.

February 12, 2011

another saturday night...

** tomorrow i make my big screen debut as a barista in the movie being shot in the coffee shop i work in. it's just an extra part and considering all i have to do is what i already do all day, it shouldn't be too hard :-) though i do have to keep my cool in a room with a couple of american music legends, i.e. kris kristofferson and willie nelson.

**i continue to have weird and vaguely provocative interactions with both of my rl man crushes. the one that's much too young for me keeps making googly eyes and having extreme shy-boy issues and the one that's much too old for me will find any excuse to touch me (no, not like THAT) and makes vaguely erotic comments. srsly though, one of them needs to man the fuck up and do something about it. i just don't feel like chasing after anyone right now.

**it's been over a week now since i stopped smoking the devil's lettuce and still no freakout. yay me!!! thank chuck it wasn't like when i quit cigarettes. i never want to go through that kind of emotional pain again.

**got a semi-turdy comment back from someone on my flist and it has been bothering me ALL DAY. i don't really think she was trying to be rude, it's probably just one of those lack-of-inflection on the internet things. but, man, i feel the need to explain and justify myself. but so what if i ship j2 and read more into photos than may be there? i am surely not the only one. perhaps the monthlies are making me over emotional.

**show made me cry last night, so i ran to my bookshelf for comfort and decided on alice's adventures in wonderland, which i somehow avoided reading thus far. it is made of win, not surprisingly and much less creepy than the disney film. animated tweedle dee and tweedle dum still haunt my nightmares, creepy rolypoly bastards.

February 9, 2011

justified is the second best thing on tv

after several attempts to write actual thinky-thoughts, i have decided to take a fangirl-ier approach and picspam my way through an explanation of why i love "justified" so goddamn much.


1. the opening credits are incredible. basically just a montage of all things kentucky, they are brought to life by badass music provided by t.o.n.e. z and the bluegrass gangsta rap group gangstagrass (get it?!?). i never thought i'd hear such a bizarre mixture, but it totally works and reflects the show's dixie mafia environs.


2. i never saw a cowboy i didn't like and timothy olyphant as raylan givens is the best one i've seen since steve mcqueen. he has that perfect mixture of charm and self-righteousness, not to mention a flawless quick-draw and an ass that was meant to be encased in a tight pair of wranglers. raylan, won't you be my sheriff marshal?!?


3. the crux of the show is the push/pull relationship between raylan the lawman and boyd crowder the criminal (portrayed by the inestimable walton goggins). raylan shoots boyd early on and his near-death experience causes him to find god, though you never quite know if he's sincere or not. a snafu on raylan's part gets boyd released from prison and the marshal spends most of the season trying to put him back there. arrests and gunfights aside, the two men clearly like each other and you can't help but hope they end up on the same team.


4. i lovelovelove westerns!! and it's nice to see one set in modern times, replete with all the old gunfighter cliches. stetson wearing, gun toting lawman? check. ridiculous amounts of whiskey bourbon swilling? check. outrageous backwoods accents? check. "black hats" versus "white hats?" check. thanks for paving the way, deadwood.


5. raylan has two women chasing after him, one is the shotgun wielding country girl ava crowder (nemesis boyd's sister-in-law) and the other is classy dame winona hawkins, his ex-wife. both are bombshell beautiful and tough as nails and raylan can't seem to pick between them. not that i can blame him!


6. there have been a slew of rad guest stars, including the surprisingly buff travis wester aka harry spangler from spn. there have also been several of olyphant's co-stars from deadwood and naturally, the justified-deadwood-supernatural connections have me hoping that a certain jim beaver may eventually show up. make it happen tv people!!


7. mostly the story follows the greater arc of the marshals versus the dixie mafia. but there are a couple of stand alone episodes that are pretty darn good. the above cap is taken from one of these, a strange story intertwining the worlds of thoroughbred horses and obscure art. the jars are full of ashes of all the hitler paintings a collector has bought and destroyed. (and yes, the guest star is robert picardo, the leprechaun from the faerie episode of spn. whee!)


the new season starts tonight and i cannot wait! anti-heroes and kentucky accents ftw!!

January 26, 2011

start your engines

three years ago, the reason reality tv was invented finally became clear. if you add up the cattiness of america's next top models to the showbiz drama meltdowns of american idols, with a dash of the deadline crunch of project runway and then shook it all up in a big jar of sequins, you would have the brainchild that is rupaul's drag race. or as i call it, the most wonderful thing in the world of television EVER.

season 3 debuted this week with a dozen new queens (and one former reject from season 2) and was as catty and sparkly as expected. no one is yet screaming for that special place in my heart where i cradle their ambition and really want them to win, but there are still a couple of standouts among the pack.


filling the spot previously held by nina flowers (season 1) and raven (season 2), who both went on to be runners-up, is raja, an avant garde beauty and quite the star of the celebrity make up world.


delta work - this picture doesn't do her justice. she has this soft, matronly, yet sexy thing going on, reminiscent of a young kathy bates or delta burke (who is presumably her namesake).


yara sofia is one of the puerto rican girls, and while she's a bit too catty for my taste, she is a bombshell and a half. meow.


even meowier is carmen carrera, who is already creating a mild shitstorm by walking around naked backstage. her body is freaking STUNNING, though. i would walk around naked everywhere too if i looked remotely that good, but even so, she smells a bit like a one trick pony.


i don't think phoenix got enough credit for her badass sewing skills in the first episode, though in the picture she kinda looks like a $5 hooker on the vegas strip. she has a frankness about her personality that should create some interesting situations, i.e. catfights.


though rockin the cyndi lauper look, this crazy violent lip-synching psycho, venus de lite, was the first eliminated.


there's always got to be a trainwreck plus size girl, and stacy lynne matthews is this season's. though she does look remarkably female outside of drag and can't help if she's from backswamp, north carolina. srsly. backswamp. considering that, she looks pretty good.


mimi imfurst had a total meltdown over her xmas outfit, which turned out to be a judge's favorite. she is a sweetheart, but needs to pull it together and turn on the confidence!


i found mariah rather uninteresting, except for the way she rushed to the aide of mimi when she had her freakout. she really tried to lend a hard, which is pretty unusual on this show. it's more snarky attitude or pretend invisibility than help out your fellow ladyboy.


the rest of the bunch, were just kinda meh. but the competition has only just begun.

manila luzon

india ferrah

alexis mateo

the new crop of queens is beautiful, no doubt. but the truth is that none of them even hold a candle to rupaul, who is possibly the most beautiful human on the planet. other than jensen ackles.

December 1, 2010

seduced by superman

god help me, the rumors are true, i've started watching smallville. just finished season 1 actually, and though i feel no small amount of shame because of this, i am totally enthralled and completely enjoying it.

i've never been particularly interested in superman. sure, i watched "lois and clark" in my youth and i saw the bryan singer film when it came out, but i always found the man of steel to be a bit on the boring, goody-two-shoes side of super heroics. i tend to prefer darker heroes a la batman or the crow. but it seems that clark kent's farm boy aw-shucks-iness is quite a bit more charming when he actually IS a farm boy and still coltish enough to be believable as a small town teen hero.

to be honest, though, it wasn't the allure of the origins of superman that drew me to the show. like most things recently, the real reason was because of "supernatural." "smallville" airs right before spn on friday nights and being the diligent fangirl that i am, i turn the tv to the right channel well beforehand to make sure i don't miss a minute of winchestery goodness. as such, i've caught the back end of all of season 10 of "smallville," therein realizing that tom welling is SUPER hot. (heh. get it? super.)

anyway, the jist is, i'm boy crazy. always have been, always will be. so i'll suffer through some ridiculous writing and cliched scenarios (not a few of which are clearly stolen from buffy episodes), for the chance to see a big sexy man fight crime. i'm just shallow like that.

here follows the pros and cons of the smallville universe, or at least my first impressions...


pros:

1. strong, capable badass women. i like a show where women are shown driving tractors and running businesses while still in high school. the cw network isn't exactly known for it's portrayals of independent women (at least after buffy went off the air) so it's nice to see a show where the women are consistently badass, even more so in a show that's pretty darned masculine on the surface. in fact, if it weren't for clark's biological advantages, the women would be outshining the men!
martha kent manages to help her somewhat cantankerous husband run the farm, keep the peace between the men in her life AND raise a son who's not only the sweetest boy next door there ever was, but also ends up saving the lives of half the town. she also snakes drains, feeds the elderly and plows fields in her spare time.
and then there's chloe. who i freaking ADORE. she may be a little on the naive side when it comes to her relationship with clark, but other than that tiny flaw, the girl is badass. she (single-handedly?) runs the school paper, scooping the big city news desks with her "wall of weird" exposes. she is consistently upbeat and refuses to take any shit from pete or clark, admonishing them several times for not treating her as well as they should. being in high school and standing up for yourself like that against the guy you're into? not easy, but chloe pulls it off with panache. and she drives a 1961 ford falcon. nuff said.

2. the charm of mid-western america. god, i really really really want to live on a farm in kansas with jonathan and martha kent, which brings me to...

3. possibly the best television parents EVER. i love them and wish they were mine. except for i'd have a gigantic oedipal complex due to the overwhelming sexiness of john schneider. i mean, bo duke was no slouch, but the man is infinitely better looking now.

4. rad vancouver guest stars. like the chief, callie and tory from "battlestar galactica." also non-vancouverites like amy adams, shawn ashmore and adam brody. (*squee* seth cohen!! *squee*)

5. the slashiness. at one point, lex gifts clark with a sword as a going away present. a SWORD. and i always give bonus points for homo-erotic phallic imagery.



cons:

1. worst theme song ever to assail my ears. somebody saaaaaaave meeeeee from the sappy lameness of remy zero, not to mention the other assorted bad pop songs that crop up during the show. "supernatural" has really ruined me with all it's classic rock awesome.

2. pete's token-ness. srsly, what is the point of his character? to highlight the chemistry in clark's only other male friendship? other than bringing some cultural diversity to the white bread mid-west, pete seems completely useless.

3. the romantic obliviousness of, well, everyone. i suppose i should cut them some slack, smallville being a show populated by teenagers, but oh-my-chuck is this shit ridiculous. everyone is in love with clark and he is just too much of a puppy-eyed sweetheart to hurt anyone's feelings, though he clearly only loves lana. (or lex, depending on your preference.) and lana is rockin too much guilt to leave her quarterback boyfriend, even though they don't ever spend any time together and he's kind of a douchebag. so clark ends up asking chloe to prom and i just know he's gonna end up breaking her heart. then i'm gonna cry big crocodile tears even though i know it's coming and i just don't want so much angst with my cheese. smallville should leave the angsting to the winchesters, who are better at it anyway.


4. the cheesiness. although sometimes it's just so much fun.

5. the too-slow build up. someone freaking say the word kryptonite already! "meteor rocks" for the loss. and when the hell does clark discover that he can fly?!? running really fast is cool, but it does not compete with flying! or leaping tall buildings in a single bound, for that matter. i demand more awesome kryptonian abilities!