There is a cause more noble than any battle being upheld here. That cause is 'teh funny'. Also, mockery of idiot 'professionals', and the idiots who hire them. My favorite are the three cakes that give one a sugary stand-in for cannibalism - I can see how a baby would seem like a good decoration for a baby shower cake in theory, but the execution is deeply creepy.
I saw Hellboy II again with the boyfriend today (I had previously seen it the opening weekend with the husband), and still enjoyed it. It's a decent action movie with some snappy one-liners and some beautiful fight choreography, plus I really liked the wooden doll animation of the story of the Golden Army. I consider that to be the hallmark of solid entertainment - not necessarily art, in the way that say, a Kubrick film is a work of art, but the kind of thing that one enjoys watching over and over again. Contrast to The Dark Knight, which despite being a damn good movie - and one I'd go so far as to describe as 'art' - I don't think I'd be able to watch repeatedly. Boyfriend and I saw it last weekend, and were both so overwhelmed by the intensity of it that we had to find something ridiculous to watch when we got back to his place, and it was several hours before either of us was feeling settled again. Cristian Bale and Heath Ledger played off each other beautifully, Aaron Eckhart was genius and totally believable as Twoface, and Maggie Gyllenhaal - well, at least she didn't phone it in this time. I think she's cute, and I liked her in Stranger Than Fiction, but I'm just not feeling her as Rachel Dawes. Of course, I really wasn't feeling Katie Holmes as Rachel Dawes either, so maybe it's just the character. I'm glad Husband has no particular interest in seeing it, so he'll wait for the DVD, by which time I'll be about ready to watch it again.
Breakfast today involved scouring the condiment graveyard Boyfriend calls a fridge (Boyfriend has the worst damn case of bachelor-fridge I have ever seen), and realising that the bacon was only a week old. Boyfriend said 'bacon and eggs is it', at which point I helpfully informed him that a) throw in some cheese and we'd have a nice omelette, and b) I had no idea how to make an omelette, so breakfast was all on his shoulders. Aren't I useful?
I saw Hellboy II again with the boyfriend today (I had previously seen it the opening weekend with the husband), and still enjoyed it. It's a decent action movie with some snappy one-liners and some beautiful fight choreography, plus I really liked the wooden doll animation of the story of the Golden Army. I consider that to be the hallmark of solid entertainment - not necessarily art, in the way that say, a Kubrick film is a work of art, but the kind of thing that one enjoys watching over and over again. Contrast to The Dark Knight, which despite being a damn good movie - and one I'd go so far as to describe as 'art' - I don't think I'd be able to watch repeatedly. Boyfriend and I saw it last weekend, and were both so overwhelmed by the intensity of it that we had to find something ridiculous to watch when we got back to his place, and it was several hours before either of us was feeling settled again. Cristian Bale and Heath Ledger played off each other beautifully, Aaron Eckhart was genius and totally believable as Twoface, and Maggie Gyllenhaal - well, at least she didn't phone it in this time. I think she's cute, and I liked her in Stranger Than Fiction, but I'm just not feeling her as Rachel Dawes. Of course, I really wasn't feeling Katie Holmes as Rachel Dawes either, so maybe it's just the character. I'm glad Husband has no particular interest in seeing it, so he'll wait for the DVD, by which time I'll be about ready to watch it again.
Breakfast today involved scouring the condiment graveyard Boyfriend calls a fridge (Boyfriend has the worst damn case of bachelor-fridge I have ever seen), and realising that the bacon was only a week old. Boyfriend said 'bacon and eggs is it', at which point I helpfully informed him that a) throw in some cheese and we'd have a nice omelette, and b) I had no idea how to make an omelette, so breakfast was all on his shoulders. Aren't I useful?
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