his character is just so aimless and clueless . . . .His own fault, for failing to appreciate plastics.
Wash: Don't fall asleep now. Sleepiness is weakness of character. Ask anyone. You're acting captain. Know what happens you fall asleep now? Zoe: Jayne slits my throat, and takes over. Wash: That's right. Zoe: And we can't stop it.
'Shindig'
Buffista Movies 3: Panned and Scanned
A place to talk about movies--Old and new, good and bad, high art and high cheese. It's the place to place your kittens on the award winners, gossip about upcoming fims and discuss DVD releases and extras. Spoiler policy: White font all plot-related discussion until a movie's been in wide release two weeks, and keep the major HSQ in white font until two weeks after the video/DVD release.
tommyrot - Jul 10, 2004 9:30:55 am PDT #84 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Polter-Cow - Jul 10, 2004 9:45:36 am PDT #85 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
His own fault, for failing to appreciate plastics.
I really don't get why that line is so famous. I finally saw the movie a couple months ago, and I thought it would be a big deal, but it's just this random throwaway line that's never followed up on. I don't get it.
tommyrot - Jul 10, 2004 9:48:07 am PDT #86 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
It's, like, all symbolic of the artificiality of corporate culture and of our society as a whole 'n' stuff....
I think that "plastic" had more of a negative connotation then.
Zenkitty - Jul 10, 2004 1:40:10 pm PDT #87 of 10001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Pardon the sudden delurk, but is there really going to be a Highlander movie with Methos in 2005, or were y'all inadvertantly yanking my chain?
Becuase I'll pay to see it, even though I'll cringe as I buy my popcorn, knowing it will suck. Alas.
§ ita § - Jul 10, 2004 6:40:12 pm PDT #88 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Dana - Jul 10, 2004 6:41:18 pm PDT #89 of 10001
"I'm useless alone." // "We're all useless alone. It's a good thing you're not alone."
I'll be there too. Especially if there's the promise of more than five minutes of Methos this time.
§ ita § - Jul 10, 2004 6:47:35 pm PDT #90 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
While I'm here:
- Lucious Fox
- James Gordon (okay, he looks great, but he's all wee and stuff)
- Alfred (he's all not-wee)
- Obi Wan
- Bruce
Ashtareth, a quick google makes it look like Highlander: The Source is a go, with Lambert and without Adrian Paul, and with Methos. Which makes little sense, but still.
Dana - Jul 10, 2004 6:53:54 pm PDT #91 of 10001
"I'm useless alone." // "We're all useless alone. It's a good thing you're not alone."
With Lambert?
But...with Lambert?
I thought he wanted out of the movies or something. Huh.
§ ita § - Jul 10, 2004 6:55:02 pm PDT #92 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
This is google. Could be all one rumour spun out of control. You know how those weird Internet people are.
JZ - Jul 10, 2004 7:40:06 pm PDT #93 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Gnyargh. Got back a little while ago from (finally) seeing Spider-Man 2 with Hec and Emmett, both Hec and I all sniffly and overwrought in a happy, cathartically wrung-out kind of way, and now I finally go back and read all the whitefont in Movies 2 and feel like an idiot for getting whomped so hard by it, catching exactly none of the continuity errors (except (whitefonting just in case we're not actually the last Buffistas on the continent to see it) the cake ), and being such a low-rent emotional whore as to willingly and cheerfully handwave all the stuff like the fictional downtown el and the Big Fake Science and the Passion of the Spidey and the trainful of people who saw his face and didn't grab their picture phones (my fanwank: Fuck knows, if a superhero had just saved ME from plunging several hundred feet to death by simultaneous pulverizing and drowning, my first thought wouldn't be "Hey, easy money here! Where's my camera phone?" -- it might occur to me many hours later, safe in my apartment with the cat in my lap, after the shudders had worn off) and all that.
Phoo. I don't care. It sucked me in and swept me away right from the gorgeous Alex Ross-illustrated credit sequence, and I am perfectly happy to be a slack-jawed low-rent no-brains moviegoer. Tobey Maguire's Peter broke me into little pieces -- especially the Class Protector Award scene and the middle-aged man saying in soft dad-voiced wonder, "He's just a kid" -- and it is brutally unfair that James Franco should be both that stunningly gorgeous and that gifted an actor. The drunken puffy-eyed multiple bitch-slaps kicked goddamn ass. Alfred Molina had such awful doomy magnificence and one of the all-time greatest tragic villain faces in film history. Kirsten Dunst's MJ didn't suck, and she rightfully demanded, and got, at least a little scrap of agency in the end (and she called him Tiger!).
I'm a cheap wretched whore, but oh I loved it. And I'm selfishly glad that Hec had to get up four or five times to take Emmett to the bathroom, because that means he missed so much that we're guaranteed a second viewing before the end of next week.