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( Jul. 21st, 2009 01:38 pm)
Two cups of coffee and six very drippy pieces of pineapple later, and I'm still all anxious. About what? Nothing important, but still, the anxious is there. As evidenced by the fact that half a cup of coffee and a lot of pineapple juice ended up in my lap.

I have been reading a lot of screenplays. Why? Also no real reason. My friend is a film major and I am very bored, unemployed girl who likes to read things. It's a weird art. Despite my love of snappy dialogue, the good screenplays really do seem to be about the art of saying less. And they are a lot more descriptive than I always imagined them being. (I guess I thought directors made those decisions).

Robert Towne in an introduction to one made an interesting point about actors' body language, and how old movies showed an actors' whole body more than movies now do, and so old classic film actors probably wouldn't have had jobs today. That's something to think about. (He meant, I believe, that who the actor was, the way they naturally moved, was a part of the roles they played, versus like...Johnny Depp or Daniel Day Lewis who deliberately take on the body language of someone else to inhabit that role). Definitely changes the way you view movies in any case.

Watched a documentary that's a few years old...and isn't so much a documentary about a person so much as a documentary about how it's difficult to do a documentary about a person when we know so little about them. It was The Realms of the Unreal and really, really makes me hope that I don't end up dying a lonely, poor, old, weirdo recluse with a room full of a fantasy life that was my everything for over fifty years. Worth watching though, for reasons others than that. Definitely makes me want to go see an exhibition of the art of Henry Darger.

I have fanfic obligations, but for the moment my attention is elsewhere apparently. Weird.

And the Mighty Boosh is totally on Netflix *and* Youtube. *win* Brian Williams on the Daily Show last night totally won me over. He's been cool for a while now on TDS and the Colbert Report but last night with Jon Stewart he was calm, collected, sharp, and overall adorable.
Feel free to add any recs to this you want. About anything. I mean, I read most fandoms, and the ones I don't are generally easy to figure out (though obviously I'll miss the in-jokes and references, and anything sci-fi might get complicated). This is in no way all recent fic, or stories for everyone, or even the best-written/made stuff out there. This particular list is just Feel Good Recs, baby.

Nick and Greg and little red ribbon. Smut! The Ribbon

Greg Sanders, Private Dick. Super historically accurate? Not exactly. Do I care? Nope. This series is completely fun and totally hot and just cheers me up sometimes. Why yes, I have read it repeatedly.

LEX LUTHOR IN A PLAID SCHOOLGIRL SKIRT! *ahem* Friends Don't Let Friends Wear Plaid Schoolgirl Skirts

Because Saul Panzer in the Nero Wolfe books is just all kinds of awesome: The Christmas Punch

(And Yuletide, btw. YULETIDE!!!!!! Yuletide *is* Fandom Awesome. I ought to do that again this year).

Pir8fancier's Hate Me/Bite Me Memes story. Harry/Draco. (No, I don't read or especially like Harry Potter. But first of all, grown up, bratty, spoiled Draco is love. And secondly, she took a really stupid and negative internet meme and turned it into porn. I mean love. Yes. That too. Draco was pissed off

A short original, fairy tale-ish fic. The Virgin and the Unicorn

omg, *any* Die Hard 4 Slash if you want hot, kinky porn.

Because I Have Spent My Day Watching Psych CAPSLOCK OF LOVE.

The Epic Tale of Rodney & John: Two Girl Scout Cookies In Love Delicious (pun intended) SGA crackfic.

Slash for the movie "Cursed"...which needed it. But there's no fandom, and no expectation of praise, and the author wrote this bit of perfect anyway.

Yuletide again! The Strange and Not Entirely Ineffective Courting of Jon Stewart by Stephen T. Colbert

Yuletide! "Smoke Signals" slash!!! EEEE!!!!! Thank you, fandom! Telling Tales

A small bit of DS porn from Spuffy. So thanks, Spuffy! What They Needed Ray really is so cute.

More Nick/Greg. The kind of established couple fic that doesn't usually get written. Ruminations on Broken Glass and Bare Feet

Tetchy The OG Simon/Jayne fic!

Also: Dear Fandom, you are awesome for introducing me to boysinskirts. Lipstick Vogue for DS.

And genderfuck! Thanks for that too, Fandom! Gonna Go to Babylon and Get Me Some Whiskey more Due South awesomeness. Maybe I ought to just thank Due South. :)

And thanks for authors like Thamiris too. And all her fic. I'll just link to one. Tied to the Wrist ah Smallville.

(Smallville and SGA, two of the few large fandoms I will read on a semi-regular basis, even if I stopped watching the shows themselves long ago)

Holmes/Watson slash, for existing at all. Sacrilege

Perfect fucking fanvids like this one---> Closer Kirk/Spock set to Nine Inch Nails.

I'm missing a lot. And yet babbling on at the same time. Because Fandom has given me so much. I mean, would I ever have discovered all my kinks without it? Would I have learned to tolerate and/or accept other people's kinks without it? And, though I may still harbor a lot of il will toward a lot of het shippers for their general attitude regarding slash and slashers, I have also seen slashers do some completely awesome things, just proving how stupid all those narrow-minded het shipper types are.

And icons! I forgot all about icons! How many precious icons have I gotten over the years???

*ack* Running out of time here...
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( Oct. 12th, 2008 11:16 am)
Or play rec. Whatever. The point is a while ago the BBC aired a few TV movie-length redone versions of Shakespeare plays called, "ShakespeaRE-TOLD". I rented the set--containing 4 movies/plays, Macbeth, Much Ado About Nothing, Taming of the Shrew, and A Midsummer Night's Dream--mainly for James McAvoy, as he is on the cover, but I haven't actually watched his yet. He's in Macbeth, and I have to be in the right mood for Mackers.

Anyway the Much Ado is cute, though short on some of the hot bickering sexual tension in my opinion. The guy playing Benedick was willing to humiliate himself though, so it definitely had moments of funny. But the highlight so far, my absolutely favorite, has been Taming of the Shrew.

Shrew is hard to produce in modern times for various reasons and yes, they have changed some elements, Petruchio is more crazy than a jerk, for example. But um...oh my, they made it funny, they made it hot, they made Kate so sympathetic and yet *such* a bitch, (the actress playing her, whose name I don't know, but I know her face, just went for shrew and got it. She's mean and cutting and intelligent and biting but also just...lashing out at her beautiful sister and the idiots she works with who aren't as smart as she is etc...) The way she holds up her middle finger and says "Swivel" is pure awesome. And then, to match Kate, they have Rufus Sewell.

Rufus Sewell. Normally, I'm not the biggest fan. (He's a good actor, but I've never gotten the physical attraction thing I guess.) But oh sweet holy christ. You can hardly blame Kate, he was fucking hot (and funny, and smart, and completely insane). And oh yes, he shows up to their wedding drunk and in drag. Love love love. How could I not? The heat (and comedy) only get better on their "honeymoon" where his hurt feelings = messing with her until she takes up smoking.

Big smile on my face. Oh yeah.
I saw Kung Fu Panda last night...amazing.

Yes, you probably have to enjoy Jack Black at his silliest, and sweetest, but still...honestly...such a funny, cute movie.

I hate most of the newer kid's movies (overmarketed, badly drawn, badly written, watered down stories, overly concerned with celebrity voice talent). But with the small aside that Angelina Jolie's voice distracted me, because it was her, and that there's a little pause in the middle with the story where I kind of thought they shouldn't have skipped ahead so fast, the movie was adorable. And the villain is possible the most badass villain in a kid's cartoon ever (excluding anime, which isn't really for kids most of the time anyway). And *his* voice...Ian McShane. I can't escape the hot. But their solution to having such a scary villain in a story for children was to have him fight Jack Black--brilliant.

I watched "Hard Pill"... A movie written and directed by a gay man about a very depressed and lonely gay man deciding to participate in a study to test a new drug that "cures" homosexuality. Which, yeah, makes you angry just to hear about, really angry, but honestly, the movie is more about this one guy, who is so lonely and just completely incompatible with the gay club/casual sex scene and utterly miserable that he thinks the answer is going to come in a pill like an antidepressant or something.

It was low budget but of much better quality writing than most gay cinema. Though of course there were a lot of things it really should have focused on more.

And of course, I was mainly watching it for Tim Omundson playing teh very gay Brad. All nice and soft-spoken and maybe not flaming but nonetheless carrying a big man-purse on his way to
volunteer and rally for gay marriage and incidentally trying to teach the main character's party boy slut best friend how to actually *date* someone.

(It ends sadly, but still, it was gay Tim Omundson and I am totally that shallow. I want him for my gay boyfriend).
Not since "Little Miss Sunshine" has such a weird little movie made me so happy. *happy* Um, not as funny as LMS, but still somehow, real and yet fairy-tale-ish, if that makes sense. If you read the premise, it will tell you it's about a guy in love with a life-size sex doll, which is kind of is, except it isn't at all. It's just charming and funny and painful and (in the words of one of the film's actresses) *pure*.

Lars is beyond lonely. Lars is beyond awkward. And Lars' mind compensates with a pretty awesome delusion, and those around him who love him, do their best to help. It's all about connecting and human relationships and courage and...well it's just awesome.

Also, please to note, it's set in Canada and stars mostly Canadian actors. And then: Ryan Gosling.

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( Feb. 7th, 2008 11:25 am)
I have not been encouraging people to write slash for "The Exorcist"...oh wait I have. Hmm.
I'm a bad little sinner.

In any case, the first one is up, and though it's only a snippet, I'm sure we can coax more
tasty Catholic manlove from her...and we haven't even gotten Pazuzu involved yet.

Forbidden Mourning by [livejournal.com profile] pills_taker
For you film people out there, or just those who love the brilliant and funny, there's a DVD of Jon Waters giving a "lecture" coming out on Tuesday.
It's called, "This Filthy World" and it's a recording of Waters giving the kind of talk he's apparently often asked to do at colleges...and prisons...and film festivals.

I love John Waters. Not all his movies understand, just the man himself. ("Desperate Living" made me want to cut the screen with a big, big knife and scream a lot about editing, but he acknowledges he was learning as he went back then, and had barely heard of editing so...) He refuses to call this a lecture, and instead calls it vaudeville, and calls himself a carnie. And just yeah...

Topics range from his movies, his actors (Divine, yay!) to bad influences, saying inappropriate things to children, censorship, poppers, gay marriage, and people who hate books ("Don't fuck 'em."). Also, there's random bits like when he became an ordained minister to marry Johnny Depp and Winona Ryder but then talked Johnny out of it. (???? Inorite?) It's hilarious. When he starts talking about Limits, and how some people need them, I was giggling to myself. I mean, when John Waters thinks you've maybe gone too far...

Overall, completely enjoyable in a slightly evil sort of way.
Overall: Meh, with an occasional snicker.

Were those sequins?

Was that paisley?

Mother of...

Catholics say what?
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( Oct. 13th, 2007 07:04 pm)
This is a seriously good documentary about Patricia Douglas, who worked as a chorus girl for MGM in 1937--back when MGM owned Hollywood. She, along with a lot of other young girls working for the studio, was tricked into being entertainment for some boozed up MGM salesman at a convention, and while there she was raped. When she--at seventeen--took the case to court, MGM systematically destroyed her. In fact, pretty much the whole world let her down (as it does today for most rape victims) and the movie doesn't shy away from showing the effect this betrayal had on her even 65 years later.

It's a compelling story, and also a disturbing glimpse of the dark side of old Hollywood, when most of the chorus girls and contract players dealt with abuse and harassment on a daily basis. And yet, interviewing the children of those involved as well as Patricia herself, the film has a tremendous amount of compassion for everyone, and for their motives in doing what the did.
This story is just...fucking beautiful. Just yeah.

Sort of an AU, sort of not. You can easily imagine Martin finally having enough one day and just...vanishing. The effect this has on Danny is just breathtakingly painful. Goldatamera did an amazing job with not only the Danny-voice but his slow realization that they could have had more than just friendship, and his anguish over letting Martin down, as well as the strangely light tone that Danny/Martin banter always has, even at their darkest moments. Words that come to mind? Bleak. Magnificent. Incredible.

I wish I had written it. *sigh*

Hold Your Breath A Little Longer

The city sometimes surges, pushes against a body until they snap and are devoured whole; an argument, debts, skipped medication, then a flash and a breaking of glass and a new brown folder gathering dust on a shelf. It's expected almost, familiar, and no one expects to see a person go missing in front of them. They don't notice the way a person hollows out from the inside, eyes growing dead and dull, skin stretching and brittle like it's trying to hold in a vacuum, trying to keep a person visible and it can't take the strain. Body vibrating, holding out, wanting to collapse in on itself, and it looks like the dark coffee twitches of a worker with too little time to sleep, to breathe, to swim against the tide of the city. Soft resignation, a quiet letting go, and no one realises until the empty desk isn't filled, and someone is left standing beside it, two cups of coffee in their hands and a frown on their face.

Danny places the second cup of coffee on Martin's desk, and wonders when the office began to feel so empty.
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( Oct. 5th, 2007 04:33 pm)
Rent boy AU's abound, I know. (Apparently girls have a secret desire to be whores as we keep writing/reading them).

Why am I reccing this story? It's an AU that stays perfectly in character and actually sort of makes me wish Danny really had been a rent boy. It also kind of makes me think of NeNe and the James. And even though I have some issues with the ending, which are totally personal issues I'm sure, it's still lovely, despite the subject matter.

The Salt Wound Routine

I love CSI:New York, it gets all the dark stories that Vegas authors don't want to try. (Miami can just suck my ass).
Yeah yeah, it's a remake. Yeah, it's a Western. I don't care. Ya hear me. Don't care don't care. It's Russell Crowe and Christian Bale and it's yet another storyline in which they are hard men (*snicker*) who understand each other even as they are enemies and yet come to know each other, knowing that the other man is the only person to ever really get them, to make them feel alive.....but it's totally not gay. Not at all.

Notice, I'm using an L.A. Confidential icon... Let's say certain parts reminded me of some things. Also, I have to say, every conversation Dan (Christian Bale) and Ben Wade(Russell Crowe) have together is SO Chapter Three of IOS. Seriously.

Then there's the violence and the fine mens and actors obviously enjoying the chance to do an intelligent, yet still shoot 'em up, Western. And then because the slash wasn't writing itself already (Bridal Suite, that's all I'm gonna say) they go and put in Ben Foster playing Ben's evil yet very very devoted number two man--Charlie Prince(ss) who very nearly stole the movie with his creepy love loyalty to Ben. (Though I did get the best idea ever for an icon from him. As soon as I get Photoshop again I'm making it. Stacey knows what I'm talking about).

Overall, highly enjoyable. Teh hawtness. Teh drama. Teh ghei.
Ok so looking at the cover, it says "Romantic Comedy" which makes me have all sorts of thoughts about bad Meg Ryan films (You've Got Mail needs to DIE) and then the description made me think, 'oh single girl looking for love in the big city, meeting only jerks...seen it'. Nonetheless, I was bored and I love Parker Posey, so I gave it a shot. And it's not perfect by any means, but nonetheless I really enjoyed it and found myself thinking about it afterwards, which is usually how I judge a movie to be good.

Plot is as follows, Parker Posey is a 30-something single chick in NY and she is looking for love. She has a decent, if boring, job, friends, family, nice clothes. That's how it starts out. But what gets you is how quietly they start showing the toll her life is really having on her health--emotional and physical. Her job, her life, they are all not what she expected. And her friends and family, who do love her, are busy with their own lives at the same time. She's just unhappy in general and focusing on a vague need to get married, on what she's supposed to be. She concentrates a lot on what she's supposed to be doing.

But she is genuinely lonely. Enter a slightly younger Frenchman. And yeah, a Frenchman, cliche right? Only it works because he's weirdly adorable and because when her reaction to him is almost frightened. Realistically, because she's afraid to trust anymore, to relax. She's so afraid and he persists in his weird (French) way and they are awkward and kind of sexy and so uncertain. (It gets to the point where she has a panic attack in front of him and her embarrassment/pain at that are just so *real*. And yes, I was picturing that bathtub scene with Rene and James).

Anyway, of course there are complications and Things That Must Be Resolved in her life in order for her to find happiness. Those you see when you watch it.

Sidenote: It was directed and I think written by Zoe Cassavetes, John Cassavetes' daughter. Her mom, Gena Rowlands is also in it. Yay for women directors.
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( Jul. 31st, 2007 05:41 pm)
YAY for Hot Fuzz!! A truly awesome film from the makers of Shaun of the Dead. Boo for 300, which honestly, is the kind of mindnumbingly homophobic inaccurate and violent crap that repressed American males love and if I have to listen to one more of them extolling the virtues of Gerard Butler's oiled and ripped body (but they're not gay) I'm going to start screaming obscenities.

That is all.
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( Jul. 25th, 2007 05:24 pm)
So I bugged [personal profile] paraxdisepink (formerly MissKittie79)about Ray K.'s hair and some Fraser kink. And this was her response. Unbelievably hot and yes, kinky, and oh so cute. It's perfect fucking perfection as I told her earlier. (We have had waaaay too many discussions on the Ray/Fraser dynamic, I'm serious).

The Way You Handle Your Gun

Nope, not teh gun porn. That's just the teaser title.

And I'll end with just one word. Homoerectionally.
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( Jun. 10th, 2007 12:52 pm)
(First, why is it Ocean's *Thirteen*? Just because it's third?) Better than the second, just as fluffy and pointless as the first two. Enjoyable. But less of the fun Danny/Rusty totally ghei interaction and dialogue and more of those supposedly tense moments where we're supposed to think the gang hasn't accounted for every possibility and oh no! they might not get away with it. Please.

However Turk and Virgil are hilarious. Don Cheadle as Basher is as amazing as ever, and I enjoy the stories of our fictionally generous and kind hearted con artists and thieves. And...yeah...the NOSE. The nose totally plays. I am now in love with
Linus' fake nose. I am not generally a Matt Damon fan...but Linus in this movie is just sort of endearing, and his creepy slicked-back hair, big nose, grey military style Nehru jacket (which makes him look oddly like George McFly) was just...hot. And yeah...making out with Ellen Barkin...a guy could do worse. That was, in this kinky, twisted way, my favorite part of the film although they didn't do enough with it and sort of tossed aside that plotpoint later. I mean, it's crucial for him to distract Ellen Barkin's character Abigail and he (way too excited) volunteers to seduce her and is just adorable and insecure about his evident attraction to this cougar (something he read about in Maxim and confesses to all abashed and even more adorable) and they go through all this effort to show Abigail as someone nice and not as evil as her boss (a totally wasted Al Pacino) and then...her story doesn't get resolved. Grrrrrr. I wonder if it was the age difference? If they thought that would freak people out, like Ellen Barkin isn't hot as fuck).

But, as my friend Ali said afterward, Linus is *so* Danny and Rusty's gay son. And that is just precious.
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( Apr. 22nd, 2007 11:36 pm)
I know I know, Helen Mirren pwns the Oscars. And yeah, I hate it when all the big awards nominate movies most of America haven't seen due to extremely limited release done just in time to get them nominated. So when it won everything, I was like, well sure, Helen Mirren is awesome. But how many times can she play a queen anyway?

(Answer: As many times as she likes. Same as Judi Dench)

So, The Queen. Intimate potrait of the Windsors as they deal with Princess Diana's death. More intimately, a study of Elizabeth II having to deal with the fact she no longer understands the country she has given everything for. They want her to cry and mourn publicly, when to her it's a private family moment. Meanwhile brand-spankin' new Prime Minister Tony Blair finds himself drawn to the Queen and trying desperately to save her from herself before the public rejects the monarchy altogether.

You know I know those inner family lives of royals movies. (The Windsors basically are WASPs to the max). This is all that, but with...ah so hard to explain. Such extreme dignity. Such respect for everyone involved. I never got why people fixated on Diana either, but to Elizabeth it's absolutely bewildering. You get to see how ridiculous all that centuries-old protocol is, and also how reassuring. The odd love/hate/obessesion the Brits (even Labour leaders) have with their queen.

Honestly, the scene where she greets Tony Blair as P.M. to-be is fantasically done, understated yet powerful. As is the imagery. Elizabeth, encountering the great stag...

Ah, marvelous.

Now it's off to bed, off to bed for me.
Yet another epic Chinese action-soap with stunning visuals, like Hero and House of Flying Daggers. Only this one actually has a plot that interests me. Plus, Gong Li. The woman is hot.

Kind of like...visually stunning (duh) and not dialogue-centered A Lion in Winter. Family drama, but when you're the Imperial Family, your drama affects a lot more than you. I love it.

So you get Chow Yun Fat *lovelovelove* playing wicked and yet awesome Emperor, slowly poisoning his Empress (Gong Li)with a drug that will slowly drive her insane and take away all her mental faculties. And she knows it, but takes her poison anyway, feigning ignorance while she plots revenge.

Awesome. Epic. (Only, you know, Chinese action-soap, so no happy ending). *And* I am totally crushing on Prince Jai even if he did do something kinda pointless at the end there. He's badass in a cutesy way. Wonder who he could be in the Saga, Pooky.



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