Mood: d'oh
Topic: It's all about me
I'm 32 now. There is no ice cream or cake in the house. Something is dreadfully wrong.
Hey! You! Make with the singing!
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Hey! You! Make with the singing!
Anyway, Dreamfall was pretty good. After reading the blurb I was a bit leery of the subject, because it talks about cloud-whales and a residue of solid thought, and that sort of nudged my fantasy-hippiecrap button. I picked the book up anyway, since I liked the previous two in the series, and I was happy to see she managed to make this story interesting and not hokey.
There is one small complaint though. I don't know why, but it seemed like she had to use the word 'murmur' on every page. Hardly anybody said anything, because apparently they were all embarrassed and shy and murmuring at each other. I know it's nice to break up the monotony and not use 'said' every time somebody speaks - but really, all the murmuration got a little silly towards the end. Speak up people!
Other than that, enjoyed it quite a bit, and I plan to get the other 2 books in my library so I can read all 3 through like I like to do with good trilogy sets.
Rocky, being a bit older, is not as trusting as Cid was initially. We'll fix that in the coming days. I had to set up the cage again, and now the two of them are in it. For some reason Cid has yet to cooperate with me and be all friendly to his newfound littermate. We'll fix that as well.
That's quite enough kitties now. You can quit sending them my way.
At least I didn't have to waste time going to the doctor. The hubby just called in and got a prescription set up for me. New drops this time. One can only hope they'll kill the motherfuckers for longer than a couple weeks this time around.
And believe me, a rant will be posted if the other ear starts acting up. Bastard bacteria! DIE ALREADY!
Rain dammit!
Our cat count has now risen to 6.
The hubby was concerned that it might starve to death, but the window is a major draw for those annoying flies that we get now due to the explosion of dairy farms around here. (Okay yes, we had plenty before, but now we're getting even more.) I just came in here from the kitchen after watching it stalk a fly. It took too long and I got bored, so I figured I'd pop in here and post this little bit about it.
I don't think I'm gonna name it. I doubt it would even appreciate the notion. I'll just let it live there as long as it wants (and as long as it doesn't decide to freak me out for no discernable reason). Hopefully it'll keep the nasty bug population down.
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I enjoyed it certainly, but they did that thing that I really hate when a movie is made out of a book that I like - they added things. That just drives me fucking apeshit. I totally understand the things that had to be cut out - you can't make a 2 hour movie out of a book unless it's a very short (or dull) book. I even liked what they did to the kids to update them for today's audience. But that whole thing about Willy Wonka's dad... stupid - just plain fucking stupid. It did not in any way add to the story. In fact, it totally changed how Wonka behaved and warped the ending completely out of whack. Not happy about that.
I was very pleased with the Oompa Loompas this time around. When Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory trotted out those awful orange monsters that sang that awful creepy music I was completely annoyed. These Oompa Loompas actually seemed to be enjoying themselves. Okay, so it was just one guy, but it sure was a hell of a lot of him. I was glad they actually used the songs from the book, even though they had to cut them down a bit to make them fit, but the lyrics were a bit hard to make out in the music. But hey, you can't have perfection.
In all it was worth the watch. Very cute, very fun, and quite funny. I just wish these directors/screenwriters/producers would get their heads out of their asses and quit letting their collective ego screw with stories that I like. Count Dooku did not belong in this movie as a dentist.