August 16th, 2004


capsule movie reviews and some recs

This weekend I got slothful and rented movies.

The Core -- Disappointingly boring. Also, Aaron Eckhart: you're no Denis Leary.

Kill Bill, Volume 1 -- Today as I was walking downtown my thoughts turned to this movie. I thought: you know, that really was pointless. And there's nothing wrong with being pointless. Many good things are pointless. Was this good and pointless, or bad and pointless? It was kind of inbetween. It was often very pretty--well, if nothing else, that fight in the snow was, and I like looking at Lucy Liu. But still, pointless. I wasn't offended by it; I remember that being an issue for some people back when it was a more current topic of discussion. It's definitely a man's movie, though. Seventy percentish manly. Maybe I'll have more defined thoughts when I watch the sequel.

Hellboy -- Very, very cool. I liked it a lot. Loved Selma Blair; nice to see her given a role where she doesn't have to play the bitch. And I liked how we were dropped into the universe at a fast clip and got the backstories in dribs and drabs--after the prologue, I mean, which was of course Hellboy's backstory. Also, kittens! Hee. I'd like to see a sequel to this.

The Butterfly Effect -- Neat premise; could be the next 'Groundhog Day' in terms of cool fan-fiction plots. (Which reminds me that I never finished reading cousinjean's S/B story of the same name.) Very watchable. It never really set my pulse racing, it was more of a cerebral pleasure; and nothing was predictable.

The Lost Skeleton of Cadavra -- Incredibly funny. This is a spoof of old 1950s science-fiction and horror films. Obviously a low-budget indie picked up by Tri-Star, so the picture quality is a bit more like video tape than normal film (it's in B&W, by the way), and the acting is--well, mostly deliberately wooden, but sometimes a bit below par--but for the most part all this just adds to the charm. The plotlines are hysterical and many of the genre quotes are brilliant, for both dialogue and style. If you like MST3K, you'll probably like this. (Note to kjv31 and anaxila: you might have seen this already, but if not you should, and I've made a dupe for you.)

I also have some story recs I've been sitting on.

Break by Rivka. (Smallville, Clex) Sizzling future-fic. "Clark reached for the scotch with an eagerness Lex found disturbing, and he cursed the realization that he still had Clark on a pedestal. Their fingers collided on the glass, a rush of heat and, under that, the unalterable shock of interacting with a creature from another world."

Adorned by Resonant. (DS, F/K) I think I lifted this from someone's LJ recently; it was a re-read for me. Such beautiful images of the guys--lots of little snapshots adding up to a photo album of their relationship. "Sunday morning. They've just woken up for the second time, after passing out after what they did when they woke up the first time. Fraser's gotten up long enough to make coffee, but Ray's settled in for the duration: lying on his belly, the Trib sports section spread out in front of him, a cup of coffee in easy reach on the floor. He's just starting a nice piece on exactly how and why this year's Blackhawks suck when he feels a warm mouth at the base of his spine."

A Heart For Every Fate by Destina. (SG1, J/D) I sort of slipped out of reading SG1 stories for a while, so this sat in my inbox an undeservedly long time--maybe three weeks--before I read it. But it's just freakin gorgeous and heartbreaking and wonderful. This is an AU of "Torment of Tantalus" but if for some reason you haven't seen that episode yet, it doesn't matter; you should read this. "Jack's anger had been a constant, a touchstone; its absence left Daniel with a void he couldn't fill. He sat at the edge of the cliff until the sun was high overhead, until his hands stopped shaking. He would rather have had the option of forgiving Jack for hating him. It would have been easier, that way. It wouldn't be nearly as easy to stop hating himself."

Draco in Darkness by Debbie. (HP, Harry/Draco) I got this from a rec in someone's LJ, but can't remember whose--no, wait, I do, it was anniesj's, and I remember because she was squeeing about the kink. *g* The "going blind" plotline, that is. This does a great job with the premise, and it's terribly sweet, which of course I mean in a good way. "The blond moved his head to follow Harry's voice and Harry found himself slightly unnerved by his first close-up look at Draco's face since the accident; the same, pale, pointed face, yet oddly blank. He was used to the grey eyes shooting daggers at him; now they were a stone wall - flat and impenetrable, focused on nothing."

It's Just a Jump to the Left by Kimberly. (BtVS, S/X) Speaking of Groundhog Day, this story does cool things with that plot, which is one I love, so I was--am--very excited that a story of this kind was written for S/X. It's fun to read and I love how it ends, especially when there's a sequel already in progress. Yay! (Just click through to the main journal page.) "But, again, it didn't really feel like he'd been threatened or drugged. He could feel how his body felt, and his heart was beating fast, his cock was hard and aching, and his lips were sort of swollen and sensitive, like he'd been kissing really hard. And there was a familiar sort of tension in his stomach, tension of the Oh, yeah, I want this variety, a tension he had mostly felt before first kisses, when he knew what was going to happen, but felt a little scared and a lot excited and really really nervous."

Not really relatedly, I'm glad so many people liked "Involuntary Bodies," as I wasn't sure how well it succeeded and of course felt guilty about the ending. Thank you guys for your feedback. It is giving me many happies. :>)

I am bored.

Boredy bored bored. When bored, spam people, that's what my mother always said. I'm so bored I just saw a dull pencil and thought: hey, I could sharpen that! Dear god save me.

Today I went to the Seattle Aquarium for the first time. I touched sea slugs and watched cavorting sea otters and seals. The otters were adorable, all sleek and furry, wet-furry, and just getting a kick out of themselves. I'd like to be a sea otter for a day. Maybe a month.

In the gym today I saw a woman wearing pink flip-flops and talking on a cell phone while she worked out--and she wasn't actually working out as such, she was just sort of hanging out on an elliptical machine, lazily shifting her weight on the pedals. I kind of wanted to bitch-slap her. We're not talking about someone who needed to take it easy working out; she was just lame-ass and baffling. Why go to the gym if you're not going to make any effort at all? Meanwhile I was doing squats and feeling rather nauseous. My trainer: "Now remember, we talked about this--it's probably just the toxins leaving your system. It's worth it to work through it!" She's awesome, but. Yes. But. I managed not to yak on the mats and staggered out of there after the session to go have lunch.

Sea otters. Pretty.

I don't really have anything I want to do with myself tonight. For some reason I got myself really caffeinated today and I'm kind of jittery. Well, I know why, because I needed some energy to keep me going. I'm usually decaf these days, but I wanted some extra perk. And it helped, but now I'm like a little edgy wind-up toy, a little dog zzz-zzz-zizzing across a table. I've been sleeping kind of badly; I still have those muscle jerks sometimes and that throws me out of whack. I hope it's cleared up by the time I'm back at work.

Now I'm a dog zizzing around in circles. Does anyone have any recs?

::chews nails::