If you have not seen the Korean action flick Tube you don't really know how over the top a movie can get. It takes a bit of the Speed concept, throws in a little Apollo 13, and concocts something gloriously outrageous and yet all its own. It's a lot of fun.

(But I'm SO boring when I'm high -- I go into the corner, stare at the ceiling, and giggle at random intervals. It feels bourgeois to admit, but I like booze better.)

Lyra is me, but I don't even giggle. I just get slack jawed. I got the nickname "Still Waters" from an actor I was working with because of that.

Greasy diner breakfasts are my favourite hangover food.

Has anyone seen Naopleon Dynamite, and if so, what did you think?

OMG, SO BAD. And painfully so, because it's trying so hard. It's one of those movies about high school where you just know the director is giving interviews where he says "Nobody makes movies about the kids *I* knew in high school, so I decided I had to make one myself." Only it turns out that he went to the most cliche-ridden high school in the country, just like everyone else who ever decided to make an indie film about the real people they knew in high school.

(And, yes, this is an pet peeve of mine, so it's possible I'm being crueller than the film deserves. But not by much.)

I just stayed up late when I've got to open the store tommorrow because I went to see The Village. I didn't know a movie could make me so mad. I'm steaming right now. I'm spoiler-fonting the rest:

I was in absolute love of the first three quarters of the movie- I was completely engrossed (although my friends found it slow), there was a love story that I was completely invested in and touched by, I was scared as hell by the "monster" (and how cool would it have been if there was no twist- that the monsters were real and that was it?) and then BOOM- my darling movie was stolen away from me. And honestly? If someone had just handed me that script, I would have thought that the original premise was interesting as hell. But the fiction of the movie was, for me, done too well. I was invested, I cared, I was touched, and then he pulled away the curtain and the Wizard of Oz was just a goofy ass old man. I would have come away liking this movie more if it was worse. I know that makes no sense at all, but frankly, I'm tired and I need to sleep now. More enlightened thoughts will follow later.

But, GRR! t End sleepy rant.

I'm going to be the only person here who liked The Village, so whatever.

Five minutes in, I suddenly realized the monsters weren't real, and it was just a myth perpetrated by the elders to keep the villagers from leaving. I don't know why that exact scenario hadn't occurred to me before, but it just hit me. And then there was the whole love story thing, and I really wasn't as invested as Lilty was. I thought it was all right, but I was too busy wondering whether my theory was right, and it turned out to be.

Then there was a crime, a human harming another human, the kind of thing you get the feeling has never happened there before, which makes it all the more shocking. And stuff happened, and some of it was scary, and then there was of course the Big Reveal, which I thought of about thirty seconds before it happened.

And unlike Lilty, I hardly think it turns the rest of the story into a fiction. They're all still the same people, and everything still happened. Just in a different century. There's a delicious dramatic irony in that they fled a culture of fear only to discover the only way to sustain their peaceful life was to instill a culture of fear.

There are also a lot of implausibilities about the social experiment, like why bother faking the nineteenth century? The children are born tabula rasa. History and time are what you tell them. But anyway. I still found the idea very interesting.

I'm not madly in love with it or anything. Lucius was probably the least compelling protagonist of his four movies, though I did like Ivy. I enjoyed it well enough, and it genuinely irks me that everyone found it so funny.

I haven't seen the news yet this morning. Have The Village riots started up yet at movie theaters across the nation?

I love Krystal burgers and I own the noir box set.

Next movie I'm seeing: Donnie Darko, the Director's Cut.

I. Loved. Every. Single. Moment. of Metallica: Some Kind of Monster.

Two of my companions thought it was too long. But if a documentary crew got together and said, "Hey Fellas, let's make the perfect movie for Bj." (as if) This would be it.

The coach did a good job (for $40,000 a month, that should be a given) but none of his choices were any different than mine would have been. (Give ME That Gig, dammit!...but maybe with a less loud group...)

I found the 'journey' that the band took compelling. And I loved how foibly they all were.

I may even have to go out and buy the St. Anger cd, now that I know what went into it. Which means the movie really did its promotional job.

The moments with Dave Mustaine of Megadeth were poignant and kind of squirmy. 20 years on, he knows he blew the best opportunity of his life, and somehow being in the SECOND biggest metal band is a let down.

All around terrific human interest, with a kickass drum track!

Ok, so I may have mellowed overnight towards The Village.

I thought that I hated it, but I find myself thinking about it an awful lot. At the very least, I admire it for getting this kind of a rise out of me.

So, P-C, I for one didn't find it laughable. I just felt like the movie broke up with me about 3/4 through.

OK, so I'm watching Army of Darkness on TV this afternoon. Admittedly, looking for sense in an Evil Dead movie is probably futile, but I didn't remember from viewing a decade ago that all the creepy stuff with Ash's mirror images at the windmill happened before he improperly grabbed the Necronomicon.

WTF?!? This kind of stuff is just randomly happening to people across the countryside without any particular triggering event?