GC, glad to hear that your GF is not laid off.

Suzi, I'm glad the phone call went well. Continued job~ma.

I'm quite sure my love of Kevin Smith's Dogma is due to its grounding in Catholicism.

That movie is fucking brilliant. When I saw it in the theater, I laughed so hard for pretty much the entire movie, that when it was over and the lights came up, an older woman sitting near us said something about "You young people are quite disrespectful," with a sneer and pointed glare that made it clear she didn't mean "people" as much as she meant "you blonde girl with the loud donkey laugh."

I looked blandly at her and said, "It's a *Kevin Smith* movie!" She said, "I have no idea what you're talking about," and walked away.

Which then caused me to dissolve into giggles yet again. It's not like Dogma was advertised as a pious documentary or some shit, you know?

But then, the teachings of Cathol can be quite moving.

::loves Sean::

Mrs. Aslan. MRS. ASLAN.

Sounds like a great departure from the source material.

Goddamned interpretive theater.

He was cast as "Mr. Beaver," a non-speaking and perhaps in the book a non-existent role

Didn't the Beavers feed the children when they got to Wardrobe-land?

Oh, dear, Emily. Mrs. Aslan? Plus, this:

He was cast as "Mr. Beaver," a non-speaking and perhaps in the book a non-existent role

Um, actually a major role with lots of talking, lots of action, and some pretty important exposition. What the hell were these people thinking?

And, bah. Acting is traumatic enough for thick-skinned grownups; I can't imagine being a kid and being cast/un-cast/cast-in-a-clearly-made-up-bullshit-role. You would have made an awesome Lucy. And your brother (the writer?) an excellent Mr. Beaver. I am retroactively glaring back in time at those idiots.

Yay GC's GF (and possibly the boss who went to bat for her)! Yay Suzi!

Off to shower and out the door.

Mr. Beaver is definitely in the book. And speaks. A lot. He and Mrs. Beaver are the main exposition fairies when the kids arrive.

Watching TLTWATW with Joe and my sister (via telephone) was AWESOME.

For all values of awesome that include the two of them getting frustrated with me.

I never read the books or saw any other movie so there was a lot, "Who's that? What's that? Why is he crying? Is that the butthead brother that fucks everything up for his siblings? He looks like an ass. What's her name? How come she has no eyebrows? Is she a queen or a witch? Who's the dude? What's that? Why is that like that? Where's Jesus?"

And so on. Eventually, my sister hung up on me and Joe kicked me out of the living room. I went upstairs and read HP fic.

I can't believe I was gone one day and missed such another great buffista conversation. I just have to say that I loved Narnia as a child (still do) and the rule-follower in me strongly dislikes the fact that they have reordered the books. For example, I much preferred reading all about the WItch in TLTWATW and then later on finding out how she got into Narnia and doing it in reverse seems less interesting and with less "Oh, so that's how that happened!"

Um, actually a major role with lots of talking, lots of action, and some pretty important exposition. What the hell were these people thinking?

Oops. I may have misunderstood his story. Actually, maybe they did cut all his lines.

Acting is traumatic enough for thick-skinned grownups; I can't imagine being a kid and being cast/un-cast/cast-in-a-clearly-made-up-bullshit-role.

Uh, YEAH. There may have been a wee bit of crying. Possibly. Mind you, I always liked Susan better than Lucy (I know, not the best preference in the context of the books).

(ETA: Thank you all for the validations. I loves me some validation.)

And how is it only 11:45??? This day is moving way way too slowly....