Party at Odysseus' house!
"Welcome home, dude! Where's the k--GUCH! DUDE! YOU STABBED ME! WHAT THE FUCK, DUDE? NOT COOL!
I brought...you...Heineken...you bastard..."
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
Party at Odysseus' house!
"Welcome home, dude! Where's the k--GUCH! DUDE! YOU STABBED ME! WHAT THE FUCK, DUDE? NOT COOL!
I brought...you...Heineken...you bastard..."
Also, I love Jacobi's Chorus. "Oh, for a muse of fire that wouldst ascend the brightest heaven of invention"
Oh, yeah. Love. That's the most polite word for how I felt watching Derek Jacobi in that glorious coat.
One is a stirring call to pride for an England suffering in the depths of WWII and one is a powerful and moving anti-war piece
And to do that Olivier had to cut out all of Buckingham's betrayal.
Oh, yeah. Love. That's the most polite word for how I felt watching Derek Jacobi in that glorious coat.
He was really hot in this movie, wasn't he?! A total Silver Fox. Hmm, now I have to check that ita has him in that coat over at her website...
Right. And then he got home, and to celebrate, he killed everyone. Party at Odysseus' house!
They were dicks! They deserved to die. They were really, really obnoxious houseguests.
"Welcome home, dude! Where's the k--GUCH! DUDE! YOU STABBED ME! WHAT THE FUCK, DUDE? NOT COOL!
I brought...you...Heineken...you bastard..."
Pfft. Odysseus didn't stab them. He shot them through the throat with arrows. There might've been a slight spearing or two as well.
Oh, yeah. Love. That's the most polite word for how I felt watching Derek Jacobi in that glorious coat.
::le sigh::
Oh yeah.
And Patrick Doyle's score is pure love. I got married to that music.
They were dicks! They deserved to die.
So kick them out of the house! Hell, he's the ruler of the city. Kick them out of the city. You know what's a crazy option? You AND YOUR SON having a nice big bloodbath.
At least Achilles was killing people for a reason.
Then there was the whole "dogs will eat their genitals" part.
OTOH Seamus Heaney wrote a great poem about it.
Head shot of Jacobi in The Coat: [link]
Achilles, what a heel!
This is cracking me up beyond all reason. I'm glad to know Sophia!
Also, Scrappy, I remember the very same Greek mythology book (and the companion volume on Norse mythology) and share the same abiding love.