Oh dear, for some reason that never occurred to me, but DUH, yeah, I can totally see why that would be an insoluble problem for you Jilli. Damn shame too, because Pryce was AWESOME.
I may try watching it again and just close my eyes a lot. I haven't seen it in years and years. Other than the Dust Witch issue, how faithful is it to the book? Do you remember?
Other than the Dust Witch issue, how faithful is it to the book? Do you remember?
I mostly remember Pryce being the best thing in the movie, but Robards was very good, and I seem to recall the boys were pretty close in terms of how their friendship is portrayed.
It's been years since I've seen it too, actually. I know Bradbury worked on the screenplay (though I suspect he got re-written when they revamped the film after the previews).
Glamcookie is me WRT
The X-Files.
Bleh. And didn't you also love how
the whole plot was about women being abducted, mutilated, and killed? Whee!
I do agree, and had the eye-rolly moment
wrt the villains' relationship. And the
women being abducted makes little sense as the transplantee was male.
I have this vague feeling that there might have been something that was planned to be in the script, but didn't make it into the final version of the film, but nothing to base that on.
Finally watching
Persepolis.
Whoa! Color!
(In the intro part, before it flashes back, but still. My world, it is shaken.)
I saw Persepolis last night, too! Outside in a park. You weren't there, were you, amych?? I really liked it, even though trying to tell my coworker about it this morning was full of fail.
They also showed The Red Balloon, and I thought the end was actually pretty creepy. And I was kind of bored by the rest of it. In short: eh.
You weren't there, were you, amych??
I was not. Are you sure you weren't in my nerd-loft?
I'm not a
Red Balloon
fan, probably because my main association with it is "that stupid thing we had to watch every single time there was a sub in French class for all of middle school and high school."
I saw
Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants II
tonight. It was mostly disappointing. The first movie lived pretty comfortably in what I like to call "good cheesy" - it used pretty orchestrations, gorgeous beaches, beautiful sunsets, emotionally fraught dialogue, and Amber Tamblyn's cry-face to good dramatic effect. The second movie has lots of all of these things, but they are very rarely used in drametically interesting ways. Basically, the writing kinda stinks, and the schmaltzy directing tries WAY to hard to capture the emotional resonance of the first film, and instead becomes over-the-top enough that our whole audience was laughing during the "sad" scenes.
As a big plus in the plus column, though, Amber Tamblyn is allowed to be funny a lot. And that girl is stinking hilarious. She wins this movie.