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Stay Little Valentine April 09, 2003 - 2:25 a.m. I never have anything to say anymore. Saw some movies this weekend with Becky. Two Weeks Notice, Darkness Falls, and Sweet Home Alabama. Two Weeks Notice had its cute moments. But the idea of a romantic relationship was far from convincing. Whereas their professional codependencing was fully believable. The movie itself was pretty slow overall. I think I fell asleep during a few scenes. Maybe those were the scenes that made the romance idea a probability. I liked Darkness Falls. And not just because Emma Caulfield was in it. The story was somewhat campy, but that's never a bad thing. I caught several discontinuities, but I'm not one to complain. I kept closing my eyes every time I knew they'd have a close-up of the face, even if it was just a porcelain mask. By the end of the movie, I was fine. The face didn't bother me. I think now that I know what my fear is, it's caused me to be even more paranoid and waiting for anything to happen. That's just retarded. But, oh well. I think Sweet Home Alabama is a little overrated. I liked it, no surprise there, but it didn't seem to carry all the praise that it had received. Still cute. Though quite predictable. Also, I read 'Valentine' yesterday. The book that the movie was based on. Ya know, despite what a bunch of people have said, I really liked the movie. That is... up until the lame ass 'what the fuck' ending. The book was far better. From the beginning I was like 'well, it's obviously not this guy' and of course, it ended up being him. Tricky, tricky, tricky. And the whole elemental killings, nice touch. I actually caught that before they blatantly said it. Also, I have the biggest desire to download 'My Funny Valentine'. Sinatra, of course. That is, if I can't find the Sarah Vaughan version. Now I'm watching Blondie having phone sex. And now Tia Carrere is an 'escort' that's stripping. Late night movies are so wrong.
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