Movie review et al.
Feb. 6th, 2006 12:31 pmThe other day I saw a man, in suit and tie, noodling around the credit union's car park on a skateboard. He also apparently was talking on his mobile phone at the same time. It was the suit part that really made me grin.

Meissa seems to be finally getting a clear concept of housebreaking... except, Meissa dear, when you need to go, you're supposed to poo after you get out the door, not before. But thank you for asking for 'out' anyway.

I really need to wash my hair but the puppies have used up all the towels the right size. Meh. And it's a pain anyway.

Due to the generosity of
myfanwy, I've finally got around to watching Moulin Rouge!. Although there's various aspects of it that were enjoyable, as a whole it's not turned out to be a film I'm actually crazy about. Considering I love Strictly Ballroom, this was a little disappointing.
The music is anachronistic and intriguingly built. One medley covers about a half-a-dozen pop hit from over the past decade or two, including something from U2. A few minutes later, there's a snippet of filked Bowie. I knew Sting had to show up in that kind of company, and sure enough, one of the most involving scenes has 'Roxanne' remixed as a tango, roared out by a narcoleptic Argentinean character played by a Polish Australian. Now that is a medley.
The cast is excellent; Ewan's and Nicole's voices surprised everybody. Ewan especially has a sound that makes me think he'd be well-suited to Sting's catalog - there's something of that same howl in his voice. I thought both their performances were moving.
Richard Roxburgh, who I'd only 'seen' before in the abomination The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, had wonderful menace. I've heard he really fangs the scenery in Van Helsing, but gawd, who's gonna watch that for anything except mental popcorn? With the makeup he was wearing, he was actually reminding me a lot of Gary 'Wee Brun Man' Oldman somehow.
Surprisingly, I didn't recognise Faramir. *coughCOUGH*
And I really don't know of anything that a little John Leguizamo doesn't improve. No, that was not a pun. Well... not meant to be.
Art direction: only one word -- LUSH.
As to the story... well... kinda same-ol'-same-ol', in a way. It's a very old story, after all. No surprises. All in all, I didn't feel I'd wasted my time (especially when I found out Kylie Minogue was dubbed by Ozzy Osborne), but it's not something I'm interested in buying.

For some reason, I have Ghost in the Machine on my brain. For that, I proffer you a lyric:
( Omegaman )

Work, being that it's Monday, has decided to suck already.

Meissa seems to be finally getting a clear concept of housebreaking... except, Meissa dear, when you need to go, you're supposed to poo after you get out the door, not before. But thank you for asking for 'out' anyway.

I really need to wash my hair but the puppies have used up all the towels the right size. Meh. And it's a pain anyway.

Due to the generosity of
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The music is anachronistic and intriguingly built. One medley covers about a half-a-dozen pop hit from over the past decade or two, including something from U2. A few minutes later, there's a snippet of filked Bowie. I knew Sting had to show up in that kind of company, and sure enough, one of the most involving scenes has 'Roxanne' remixed as a tango, roared out by a narcoleptic Argentinean character played by a Polish Australian. Now that is a medley.
The cast is excellent; Ewan's and Nicole's voices surprised everybody. Ewan especially has a sound that makes me think he'd be well-suited to Sting's catalog - there's something of that same howl in his voice. I thought both their performances were moving.
Richard Roxburgh, who I'd only 'seen' before in the abomination The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, had wonderful menace. I've heard he really fangs the scenery in Van Helsing, but gawd, who's gonna watch that for anything except mental popcorn? With the makeup he was wearing, he was actually reminding me a lot of Gary 'Wee Brun Man' Oldman somehow.
Surprisingly, I didn't recognise Faramir. *coughCOUGH*
And I really don't know of anything that a little John Leguizamo doesn't improve. No, that was not a pun. Well... not meant to be.
Art direction: only one word -- LUSH.
As to the story... well... kinda same-ol'-same-ol', in a way. It's a very old story, after all. No surprises. All in all, I didn't feel I'd wasted my time (especially when I found out Kylie Minogue was dubbed by Ozzy Osborne), but it's not something I'm interested in buying.

For some reason, I have Ghost in the Machine on my brain. For that, I proffer you a lyric:

Work, being that it's Monday, has decided to suck already.