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Last night, Jade, Robbie, and I embarked on a Harold & Kumar-esque quest. I'd surprised them with White Castle cheeseburgers (bought frozen in a grocery store ... was so excited when K. told me about it), and after they ate (I'm not allowed to eat fast food, but I asked them all about it), we decided we wanted to see the movie again. Citysearch said that a theater 5 miles away was playing it at 11pm, which was what time it was, but we figured that with previews we'd only end up missing the first 15 min. or so, and that was okay.
Robbie drove like a bat out of hell to the theater, and we thought that possibly, we wouldn't end up missing any of it at all. ONLY IT WAS NOT TO BE. The Web site was wrong; it was 11am, not 11pm (H&K is such an 11pm movie, for God sakes), so we were ultimately disappointed. The gal at the box office was v. nice, and offered to let us into another movie for free, but the only thing playing at that time was The Village. We figured we'd go in to check on something* in the movie, watch it a bit, then leave. Unfortunately we arrived too late to check on the particular part we were thinking of, but did rewatch at least the first half before leaving.
* In my original review of the film, I had talked about M. Night 'cheating' by putting a legend on the screen that told us the date, but since I didn't see it, I was only taking Robbie and Jade's word for it.
Well, it turns out that it was probably not a legend, but a date on a tombstone, which improves it slightly, but not really. If M. Night had had more confidence in the story/himself as a filmmaker, he wouldn't have had to do that, period. He should have relied on his ability to mislead the audience successfully -- the way he did for The Sixth Sense, or even the way he made Noah a simpleton, so that when Noah was laughing about the Ones We Don't Speak Of, we attributed it to that affliction, rather than because Noah knew about the costumes and so if was like a game to him.
The fact that he outright "lied" instead of misled isn't something I respect. I understand that he wanted us to believe that it was the 1800s, and that they were living in a 'simpler time,' but there was no real reason why these modern people should have done that (or if there was, it should have been referenced in the film itself). The kids who grew up there had no concept of the meaning of years -- if it had been the year 3084, they still could have lived the simple life they were living, it wouldn't have made any difference.
Anyway, clearly he did need to actually say it was the 1800s somehow, because without having seen the legend/tombstone/whatever, I never thought it was older times, just that they were Amish-type folk.
We're almost done with the puzzle. It's so beautiful. *weepz*
I had the most delicious yellow fin tuna tacos at Canyons last night. Highly recommend. And have you ever tried their Cornadoes? French fries made with corn instead of potatoes. They're v. good.
In other news, this review of 'The Slow Autumn' has greatly annoyed me:
I just don't understand. Why haven't you updated? This fic has gotten more reveiws than any of your others and yet you still haven't updated. I happen to think this story could be the best one you have written so far. If you commit to it. Do you think you could commit to a story? Or are you afraid to?
To the person who wrote that incredibly unhelpful review:
There are only two words that come to mind when I think of responding to this. Well, no -- there are more, but those two are the most succinct. But for the purposes of enlightenment, let me try and explain, so that you'll think twice about sending such feedback to another writer whose story you want to see continued.
I don't mind being asked or cajoled about the status of my stories. But I do not respond well to demands, threats, or -- especially in the case of being asked to write more -- insults. (The only exception would be for those who know me well, but you don't know me, period.) It doesn't make me want to write more; it makes me want to write less. It's the opposite of encouraging. Just a tip.
significantowl!!!Last night, Jade, Robbie, and I embarked on a Harold & Kumar-esque quest. I'd surprised them with White Castle cheeseburgers (bought frozen in a grocery store ... was so excited when K. told me about it), and after they ate (I'm not allowed to eat fast food, but I asked them all about it), we decided we wanted to see the movie again. Citysearch said that a theater 5 miles away was playing it at 11pm, which was what time it was, but we figured that with previews we'd only end up missing the first 15 min. or so, and that was okay.
Robbie drove like a bat out of hell to the theater, and we thought that possibly, we wouldn't end up missing any of it at all. ONLY IT WAS NOT TO BE. The Web site was wrong; it was 11am, not 11pm (H&K is such an 11pm movie, for God sakes), so we were ultimately disappointed. The gal at the box office was v. nice, and offered to let us into another movie for free, but the only thing playing at that time was The Village. We figured we'd go in to check on something* in the movie, watch it a bit, then leave. Unfortunately we arrived too late to check on the particular part we were thinking of, but did rewatch at least the first half before leaving.
* In my original review of the film, I had talked about M. Night 'cheating' by putting a legend on the screen that told us the date, but since I didn't see it, I was only taking Robbie and Jade's word for it.
Well, it turns out that it was probably not a legend, but a date on a tombstone, which improves it slightly, but not really. If M. Night had had more confidence in the story/himself as a filmmaker, he wouldn't have had to do that, period. He should have relied on his ability to mislead the audience successfully -- the way he did for The Sixth Sense, or even the way he made Noah a simpleton, so that when Noah was laughing about the Ones We Don't Speak Of, we attributed it to that affliction, rather than because Noah knew about the costumes and so if was like a game to him.
The fact that he outright "lied" instead of misled isn't something I respect. I understand that he wanted us to believe that it was the 1800s, and that they were living in a 'simpler time,' but there was no real reason why these modern people should have done that (or if there was, it should have been referenced in the film itself). The kids who grew up there had no concept of the meaning of years -- if it had been the year 3084, they still could have lived the simple life they were living, it wouldn't have made any difference.
Anyway, clearly he did need to actually say it was the 1800s somehow, because without having seen the legend/tombstone/whatever, I never thought it was older times, just that they were Amish-type folk.
We're almost done with the puzzle. It's so beautiful. *weepz*
I had the most delicious yellow fin tuna tacos at Canyons last night. Highly recommend. And have you ever tried their Cornadoes? French fries made with corn instead of potatoes. They're v. good.
In other news, this review of 'The Slow Autumn' has greatly annoyed me:
I just don't understand. Why haven't you updated? This fic has gotten more reveiws than any of your others and yet you still haven't updated. I happen to think this story could be the best one you have written so far. If you commit to it. Do you think you could commit to a story? Or are you afraid to?
To the person who wrote that incredibly unhelpful review:
There are only two words that come to mind when I think of responding to this. Well, no -- there are more, but those two are the most succinct. But for the purposes of enlightenment, let me try and explain, so that you'll think twice about sending such feedback to another writer whose story you want to see continued.
I don't mind being asked or cajoled about the status of my stories. But I do not respond well to demands, threats, or -- especially in the case of being asked to write more -- insults. (The only exception would be for those who know me well, but you don't know me, period.) It doesn't make me want to write more; it makes me want to write less. It's the opposite of encouraging. Just a tip.
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Date: 2004-08-18 06:15 pm (UTC)Remembers that I owe you a review
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Date: 2004-08-18 09:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-18 06:59 pm (UTC)I had issue from the beginning though with the completely unbelievable costumes and therefore had a hard time taking it seriously. I realize, they were probably supposed to be unrealistic, but they were just so bad I spent the rest of the time in the theatre ticking off all the ways this movie was going to end ~ most likely poorly.
It didn't help that I cracked up laughing in the middle of the theatre when she took out the bag of "magic" rocks after she was in the woods. I don't know why it struck me so funny, but it did and I couldn't control myself.
I had a v. hard time taking this film seriously.
I never thought it was older times, just that they were Amish-type folk. That's what I was thinking too, apparently I missed the date in the beginning as well.
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Date: 2004-08-18 09:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-19 01:16 am (UTC)I haven't seen the movie, so I skipped that part.
Tuna tacos? Gross! But I'm allergic to fish. But cornadoes sound yummy :D
As for the review... I think the two words that sprung to my mind were probably the same two you had. How incredibly rude to ask you if you are afraid to "commit" to a story. Obviously he/she/it is not reading IYOK. I have more to say, but that's best left to a private chat.
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Date: 2004-08-19 04:34 pm (UTC)Thanks for the words of support. Sometimes I just need to vent. I mean, especially when fandom is supposed to be something I do for FUN, it's no good when it's the opposite.
:-*
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Date: 2004-08-19 11:13 pm (UTC)And venting is good, too. :-* You're right, fandom is supposed to be fun.
*hugs*