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Massive, massive, massive posting here folks. Just I've been super-surfing the last few days and have run across many things to say and simply haven't.
Sooo. [And if you've never seen Star Wars... yeah, spoiler warning, but like you care. And if you havent' seen it you should go away and never talk to me again until you've seen it ANYWAY.] =D
I have had an upsurge of Star Wars fannish-ness, the likes of which I have not seen since around the age I discovered Indiana Jones. It was that same point when I somehow started caring about celebrities as well--not because I enjoy gossip or anything but because I realized some of them make or break their own projects. And, uh, hell yes Harrison Ford is a "make." On that same note, Daniel Craig is another "make," because of this trivia from Casino Royale (from here: http://ladylavinia.livejournal.com/19662.html):
"In the Shower scene, Vesper was originally scripted to be wearing nothing but her underwear. Daniel Craig argued that Vesper would not have stopped to take her clothes off, and the scene was changed."
And now, onto my incredible geekitude.
I think I already posted this, but:
INDIANA JONES IV STARTS FILMING IN JUNE! OMG yay! (And also I realized all the notes I've been saving up to blog about have been from the past week, at least-- because that's when I started back on my Indy thing, then it went to pirates and costuming, and then Star Wars, and at the moment I'm in the middle of a big geekfest, rather than a specific fandom swing like I usually am. AND I AM LOVING IT.) But anyway, just a few of my thoughts on that.
I wonder if Pat Roach will be in it? He was in all three, I believe. I know he was a Sherpa who helped burn down the bar (the big guy), the Nazi fighter who gets cut up by the plane on the ground at Tannis, and he was the guy who got crushed in the rock-smasher in the temple. And I could swear he was in the third but I'm going to go look that up right now. OK, yeah, he was the gestapo that ran towards the zeppelin, with Vogel, right before they take off. See, I like continuity things like that, little running gags and all. I am SO entertained by little coincidences and peculiarities, it's both hilarious and strange. AH FUCK, NUUUUU! PAT ROACH DIED IN 2004! AUGH! Well screw that theory, it would have been awesome. ='( Here's to you, Sherpa-Nazi-Thuggee-man.
Also, I hate special effects done on computer. They just look faker than almost everything else to my eye. I think they're just oddly, queerly unnatural in some manner and somehow that ALWAYS manages to distract my attention enough to ruin the movie a little. Like Pirates II, which I've probably already ranted a lot about, but yeah that CGI pisses me off. I know that Indy IV has to be AMAZING in order to not piss anybody off, but they can't forget where the whole thing came from... a b-movie mock-up, kind of. That probably doesn't even make sense unless you already know a lot of Indy trivia. And OMG, I am so tempted to post a random Indy fact every time I post until the movie comes out, but I haven't decided yet.
Haha, and I also found out I have to have my wisdom teeth removed over spring break. Though for some genius moment I was feeling extremely geeky and I asked and my dad said I could keep them, though it will probably be in formaldehyde.
Also, I broke my tooth on Sunday, eating bacon. Yes, bacon. Shut up. It was one of the ones I had already broken in 1996 (October and yes the same year I broke both my arms), but who knows why that one only lasted a year or two, while the other lasted like nine. No idea, just annoying. My tongue got aggravated (inflamed a little?) from touching the rough tooth over a day, but there's still a little notch my dad's going to have to fix because it's THERE. Funny how your tooth kind of automatically goes there.
OH, for some short bad news, just to get it out of the way before I go have the rest of my little one-person geek party: ECONOMICS IS GOING TO RAPE MY SOUL. Seriously. All juniors, and the guy picks on girls because there are fewer of us, plus he kind of expects us to know the calc simply because it's a junior course and we're engineers, though there aren't pre-reqs. Seriously, I'm so goddamnfuuuuuuuuuucked. OK, enough depressing stuff. ONTO THE YUMMERS.
You know, my obsession with Gaudi and Bosch and Dali is strange in the effect that they are all Spanish. (Seriously google Bosch's "The Garden of Earthly Delight," and see if you can find the little "action figures" from it. First of all, he was fucked up, but second of all I WANT THEM. I have taken a turn towards obscure stuff and I am fully enjoying it.) At any rate I want to add de Goya to that list because of Philosophy (btw, I have a femmenazi prof, *tear*), but it also makes me think of House on the Rock, simply because I enjoy how strange it all is. (And apparently a lot of it's fake, but it's still so goddamn cool.)
Hmm... oh, there's new DCI rule propositions for changes... such as allowing further electronic equipment. (Candice and Lisa came by tonight, and I have a tendency to rant. I ranted about Getty images' new copyrights cases and the legalities which I randomly spent two hours reading today, and then started on the movie version of Phantom of the Opera but they managed to stop me in my tracks, lol. So I'm not going to rant on this one. At least not now.) BULLSHIT. (http://www.dci.org/rules/) And about that tendency to rant-- I enjoy learning and I enjoy discussions and I think I complain in order to create rants in order to create discussion. I have also been doing a lot of self-analysis lately. =)
Chem and Math seem like good classes to get some other shit done right now. Calc III is pretty much physics for dummies and chem is really fucking easy right now. (Random, I know, but it's just a note I'd made to myself.)
Oh, Christ, here comes another rant. NASAL SINGING PISSES ME OFF. No, seriously. I know (THANK YOU, PHILOSOPHY CLASS) that things like that are a matter of pure taste, but I'd like to present this evidence to the contrary, at least from my position: they sound whiny. Girls-slash-popstars who try to sound "dramatic" end up sounding whiny and, I dunno, tinny or something, and they try to make it sound like they're REALLY STRETCHING to get those high notes (like that makes them goo or something--and to the contrary, being able to hit them effortlessly is THAT). Only it just plain sounds bad. This is one reason I don't listen to a lot of pop music, especially from the gradeschool era (Spice Girls, Britney Spears, anyone?). Plus this little nine year old sang the National Anthem like that at the women's basketball versus Xavier (boo), only she'd majorly top out at the high notes and her highest notes were her weakest and quietest. Way to suck. And I know, I probably sound like I'm complaining and picked on some little girl, but COME ON. People and your stupidity, you're killing my brain here.
I need to go to some used movie stores and find the unedited versions of the older Star Wars movies. I hate all the new crap they added, ESPECIALLY Hayden Christenson. LOL, just no. Why would he look younger when he died? Kenobi and Yoda didn't...
Um, yeah, so... I totally geeked out the other day watching the movies. I had been talking to Rob online, which didn't help, haha. But anyway, here's why:
I'm not sure you can be any geekier than realizing a planet in Star Wars is the same as the Mayan temple location you have a poster of on your wall. (Photo set up is the same and everything. I'm not shitting you, it's a complex in Guatemala (Tikal complex), and in Star Wars it's the Rebel Base in ANH, Yavin4.)
However, I did realize that I came pretty close when I realized all the Empire's boots (as well as Solo's and Calrissian's and others'--but NOT the jedis' as far as I could tell) were horseriding style boots, though as far as I can find they say they were old German milital boots. But then again, that's pretty much the same style. Fo serious. And looking up all the "Han Solo" boots they sell... yeah, WRONG. They are NOT the same cut as the Jedis'. Neither are Luke's, or even Leia's, so all those shitty money-grubbing bootmakers can go fuck themselves accuracy-wise.
Ohhh, and at the end of IV, you can see the actor's eyes through Vader's mask, because the inside of the TIE fighter or whatever it is is dark enough to not reflect light off their surface. Also, the eyes look very dark red to me, rather than black. [edited lata: also at the beginning of IV. They still look red. Like right before they blow up Alderaan, that whole scene, when he turns to the side you can tell.]
Hmm, so lately also looking at pirate costuming and whatnot, and I hate how girl pirates are always in dresses and are called "wenches," even if they're pirates. Wenches=landlubber, morons, because they're prostitutes in a sense. EITHER YOU'RE A PIRATE, OR YOU'RE NOT. So I have mildly reconciled, but I will still argue the point to people (such as Patrick, you slimy bastard); but anyway, my reconciliation: "W.E.N.C.H.: We Egregiously Need Captain Hats," which essentially means, I'm a goddamn pirate, get me that tricorner! [edited lata: Also, HAVE to go see PtoC3 at midnight, as I will be leaving for corps later that day.]
OK, so, another rant on the same topic and back to SW... have I mentioned how much I hate CGI yet? All the new stuff they added to SW, and then Pirates II, and Harry Potter. Those are my best examples. IT JUST LOOKS SO DAMN FAKE, 'KAY? (Specifically: PEOPLE MOVING, ANIMALS MOVING, GRAVITY AND PHYSICS IN GENERAL ARE WRONG in CGI. Solid objects look okay, but still too shiny and perfect, though I thought the texture on the Kraaken was good ('cause he was slimeh anyway) and whoever did the physics of the quidditch in HP3 did a damn fine job. (The werewolf? I even liked it a little, and I let them get away with it because it looked MUCH more realistic than any other CGI I've seen.)
So... yeah, my whole loving-to-design-things thing. I love looking at interiors that fit with exteriors (talking architecture here) which is partially why I like Gaudi and Frank LLoyd Wright (who I hear was an ass, but he at least knew how to design shit). So yeah, plus I'm obsessed with all my other weird things (let me tell you now, I'm going to be a fucking WEIRD architect), which I'm going to blame on a combination of Harry Potter and COSI. (Not explaining this now.) So anyway, watching SW I couldn't help but think how cool the interiors/exteriors were of Yoda's and Jabba's and the Ewoks' places. For serious, I love them. I AM GEEKING OUT HERE.
So yeah, the other night Candice totally electrocuted herself messing with her Christmas lights. I told her she should claim to be a superhero because of it, so I'm trying to come up with a good name. This was, of course, after I talked to Rob. Seriously, all this combined, am I not geeking out here? I mean, meeting with my advisor, she was telling me about UD's geek week (engineering, yeah), and I can just picture dressing up for the "look like a geek" day or whatever and wearing the scarf I got for Christmas (...physics equations...) along with like my Indy hat and my high striped socks and more geekery clothing. And everyone else would show up with pocket protectors and taped glasses and whatnot and they'd ask me why my ensemble should win the geekiest, and I'd say because I wear this stuff NORMALLY. Yeeeeeeeeah. *GEEK*
Also--Jimmy Buffett is awesome and I think the Pink Flamingo's (as in the yard type) 50th birthday is comin' up soon. w00t w00t.
Hmm, I totally had something to say about 2007 being geeky for a specific reason but I can't remember what now. Grr, I'll come back to it for sures. [I was '007 = Bond. w0000000000t]
OK, a meme, to break up my monotonous geekery and get on to my secret hidden British identity (no seriously, what's with me and tea all of a sudden?):
(Yeah so I went back and it changes, as in, it's completely random every time. I got Marchionness this time, and I really wonder what that is. Gonna have to do some research when I get back Sunday evening.)
More geekery, straight from my during-the-movies notes. Anything in brackets is what I'm writing right now in additon.
LOL.. Leia's voice as a bounty hunter sounds like Ursula's eels. [As in The Little Mermaid. NO, I'M FUCKING SERIOUS, PLEASE DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT.]
Sarlacc=Audrey II...Let's see, how many fandoms can I cross? [Seriously, I'm SUCH a geek. Although, this doesn't exactly count because they added the beak digitally! Lame! Just all the teeth in the ground was scarier to me, and evoked a slower feeling, that whole "10,000 years to digest" thing.]
Ooh, walk the plank?! Useful to know how to gator off then. [Space and pirates, I know this isn't the first time I thought of it. But the plank did it for me. And then, yeah, gatoring, that whole diving deal.]
HAHA OMG when the emperor comes, all the troops are lined up and all these guys have their feet in first open (position)… and like 2 guys right in the front row don't. THEY LOSE. LOL. [I was seriously on crack when I wrote this. I had to have been, or I'm just way to entertained. But seriously. Stormtroopers aren't very... imposing. Militarily. Marchingly. Even Darth and the Stormtroopers in the damn Rose Bowl Parade on New Year's! Holy shit, you think they'd at least learn how to FREAKING HOLD THEMSELVES.
I AM NOT AFRAID OF YOUR MEASLY PLASTIC BODIES]
Ooh, or yoda-interior design. KICK ARSE, LITTLE BUDDY. [See? Told you I love design stuff.]
SW did a good job of choosing a fair number of women to be militial leaders. Not that they were cool in any manner, except for all I've already ranted about Leia, so there you go.
Fucked Up Skywalker Family To-Do List:
Anakin:
1) Repeat lame love lines
2) Turn to the dark side and kill wife
Luke:
1) Kill Dad
2) Apologize for having the hots for twin sister
Death star (not moon?) docking points: HOW THE FUCK ARE THEY BREATHING IN OPEN SPACE-AIR? [OK, yes, I'm going back and watching IV and they're saying something about magnet fields. But... er... maybe it's got it's own gravitational pull and therefore a minimal ozone or something. But not ozone, that's a specific chemical, I just can't think of the chem word I'm looking for. STFU prof, and yes I'm writing this in chem class.]
Stormtroopers on endor don't stand out or ANYTHING… you know… pure white and all. [Seriously, in the jungle. SLEF DEFENSE BASICS: HIDE YO'SELF.]
Oh, Ewoks. Just... ewoks. Lol. "Yub yub!" [Sorry... they're just so damn CUTE.]
I dunno, the red ones, the imperial guard? I thought their helmets were ridiculous… can't bend your neck. [This is my costuming obsession mixed with my paranoia. If you can't move your damn head, you're ROYALLY FUCKED.]
God, that trap is like a whittailed deer with a vampire bat up it's ass. EW. [The food on the stick that Chewie grabs which causes them to be caught by Ewoks. Seriously. Grody.]
OMG, if I ever have kids I'm going to dress it up like an Ewok for Halloween. ESPECIALLY IF IT STILL JUST SPEAKS GIBBERISH. LOL. [I am completely, utterly serious.]
Did anyone else hear "chawumba" when C3PO sits up? [From the Ewoks, that is. Reminds me of gradeschool. Yeah, I know, doesn't make much sense but that's the way my mind works.]
Lol, tied up like Jack. See fandom mixing. Pirates, lollers. [I am a geek.]
Haha, the droids getting cleaned always reminds me of the tin man in the emerald city. [I am a geek.]
Hmm. Ewok architecture too... melikes. [I am a (quickmakeaguess) geek.)
Luke SO should have screamed "I LOVE YOU, DADDY!" right as they took him to the emperor. [Haha, SO TIRED. SO GEEKED OUT. SUCH AWESOMENESS CAN ONLY BE FATHOMED BY A TWISTED MIND! (What's even better is the only voice I can hear it in is Ariel's, because she has the line "But I love him, daddy!" Hahahahaaha, omg, I'm dying here.] [And did I mention HOW INCREDIBLY GEEKED OUT I WAS-SLASH-AM?]
Back Door Stormtrooper #4: "Aw man, just like high school. I always get left behind." [Haha... this is what I get for being a geek and staying up late and donig nothing but geeky stuff ALL DAY.]
OMG, I love how you can see the film overlaps. I can't believe they didn't clean that up at all. I mean WTF, they got those black lines, why not the film cuts?! [Like, when you look into space and BOOM there's a ship or a planet... you can see these bluish film lines. Yeeeeeeah.]
Emperor: "Oh damn, who the fuck designed this stupid chair? It's too damn DEEP!" [Seriously, some engineer shuld die for that. I couldn't sit in that thing.]
God, they did such a shitty job editing the movie. Lol. [SERIOUSLY, ONE MORE TIME WITH ME FOLKS. I HATE CGI. AND YOU SUCK, LUCASFILM, FOR MESSING WITH ALL THE WRONG THINGS AND NOT THE RIGHT ONES.]
CrazyMadDetermined!Luke sounds so much like the classic Wonka. Can't think of the actor's name. [I'm not sure what I was getting at here, but I think that makes for the fourth musical I've related to Star Wars in this entry alone.]
You think the Force at least would let you throw your voice. [Lookin' at you, LUKEY.]
Haha, I love how Harrison Ford runs like a madman in a fucking panic. [EVERY. TIME.]
Personally I think the old electric shock effects looked more realistic than the new CGI. [Once more for the record!]
I've got to say, Anakin is a dumbass. [For SERIOUS.]
Lol…our band star wars…and OMG the mouth harp/harmonica holder for vader. [This... I shall come back to this another day. BUT IT WAS AWESOME. ALSO, BARBATUQUES.]
Just LOL. A LOT. [IT WAS THAT AWESOME.]
PhantomFace!Vader. Lol. [Ok, five musicals.]
Didn't they add the celebration scenes? [Yes, and there's a stormtrooper getting crowdsurfed in one. THAT'S THE ONLY GOOD PART. (Except maybe the fact that the architecture on those planets just rocks. *GEEK*)]
I can't believe they added the new Anakin guy in… plus it's hilarious because he looks like Dennis Normile. Omfg, SO HILARIOUS. [I HATE YOU, LUCAS. AND YOU TOO, GUY-WHO-PLAYED-SUCKY-ANAKIN. Though Lucas gets a SAVE! for making Indiana Jones. Hayden Christenson just loses.]
HAHA, you know my whole "recognizing the temple makes me an ubergeek" thing? Yeah, totally called all the boots as riding boots. COSTUMING GEEK, RIGHT HERE, FUCKERS. (And yes, that DOES mean that I'm researching them. You can shut the fuck up right now.) [Yes. Yes I am. I do want those boots. And yes, I REALLY AM. SHUT. UP.]
This one's for Candice, analysis of some Virgo description. Notes in brackets are mine. From here: http://www.astrology-online.com/virgo.htm
"Virgo is the only zodiacal sign represented by a female. [w00t] It is sometimes thought of as a potentially creative girl [I'll give them this one], delicately lovely; sometimes as a somewhat older woman, intelligent but rather pedantic and spinsterish [ok, this one too]. The latter impression is sometimes confirmed by the Virgoan preciseness, refinement, fastidious love of cleanliness [not for me in most cases], hygiene and good order, conventionality and aristocratic attitude of reserve [but this part yes.]. They are usually observant, shrewd, critically inclined, judicious, patient, practical supporters of the status quo, and tend toward conservatism in all departments of life [uhh...pretty much]. On the surface they are emotionally cold, and sometimes this goes deeper, for their habit of suppressing their natural kindness may in the end cause it to atrophy, with the result that they shrink from committing themselves to friendship, make few relationships, and those they do make they are careful to keep superficial [yes and no].
But the outward lack of feeling may, in some individuals born under this sign, conceal too much emotion, to which they are afraid of giving way because they do not trust others, nor do they have confidence in themselves and their judgments [more likely this]. This is because they are conscious of certain shortcomings in themselves of worldliness, of practicality, of sophistication and of outgoingness [yes. Not outgoing here.]. So they bring the art of self concealment to a high pitch [spy fascination?], hiding their apprehensiveness about themselves and their often considerable sympathy with other people under a mantle of matter-of-factness and undemonstrative, quiet reserve [ish]. They are still waters that run deep. Yet in their unassuming, outwardly cheerful and agreeable fashion, they can be sensible, discreet, well spoken, wise and witty, with a good understanding of other people's problems which they can tackle with a practicality not always evident in their own personal relationships [well DUH we proved that one, eh?].
Both sexes have considerable charm and dignity, which make some male Virgoans appear effeminate when they are not [um...sure? If it works a little both ways then I'll give them a yes on that one]. In marriage they can be genuinely affectionate, making good spouses and parents, but their love making is a perfection of technique rather than the expression of desire, and they must be careful not to mate with a partner whose sex drive requires a passion they cannot match [...yeah...just...there's nothing I can say here, so I'm not going to].
They are intellectually enquiring, methodical and logical, studious and teachable [yeeeah]. They combine mental ingenuity with the ability to produce a clear analysis of the most complicated problems [I'd think so]. They have an excellent eye for detail but they may be so meticulous that they neglect larger issues [sure]. Also, although they are realists, they may slow down projects by being too exact [um...yes.].
They are practical with their hands, good technicians and have genuine inventive talents[sure]. Thoroughness, hard work and conscientiousness are their hallmarks, and they are such perfectionists that, if things go wrong, they are easily discouraged [yes and no]. Because of their ability to see every angle of a many-sided question, they are unhappy with abstract theorizing [meh, yes and no]. Appreciating the many different points of view as they do, they find philosophical concepts difficult, and they vacillate and have no confidence in any conclusions at which they arrive [yes and no, again].
With these qualities, they are better as subordinates than leaders [ish]. Responsibility irks them and they often lack the breadth of strategic vision that a leader needs[true]. Virgoans are essentially tacticians, admirable in the attainment of limited objectives [or how about I just draw my own objectives, but it takes me a dan long time and it's because everyone else is too lazy]. Their self distrust is something they project on to other people and tends to make them exacting employers, though in the demands they make on those under them they temper this attitude with justice [well duh]. They have potential abilities in the arts, sciences and languages [yeaaaah]. Language especially they use correctly, clearly, consciously and formally, as grammarians and etymologists rather than for literary interests [oh hells yes], yet they are likely to have a good memory for apt quotations [quotes, yes, storylines, hellno.]. Although they are well suited for careers in machine drawing, surveying and similar occupations, they are better fitted for a job in a library or office than a workshop [anything, really].
Their minds are such that they need the stimulus of practical problems to be solved rather than the mere routine or working to set specifications that need no thought [OMG YES]. They are careful with money and their interest in statistics makes them excellent bookkeepers and accountants [er...yes and no]. They also make good editors, physicists and analytical chemists [maybe]. They may also find success as welfare workers, ministering to those less fortunate than themselves [ok now they're just covering all job types]. They can be doctors, nurses, psychologists, teachers, confidential secretaries, technologists, inspectors, musicians, critics, public speakers and writers especially of reference works such as dictionaries and encyclopedias [BUT YES ANYTHING OK]. Both sexes have a deep interest in history, a feature recognized by astrological authorities for at least two hundred years [um...geekery...]. If they go in for a business career their shrewdness and analytical ingenuity could tempt them into dishonesty, though they usually have enough moral sense to resist temptation [YES]. Female Virgoans may find a career in fashion [haha, my OWN fashion...and costuming], for they have a flair for dress [hahahahaha], in which they can be trend setters [don't you dare follow me, you punkass]. In any profession they choose the natives of this sign readily assimilate new ideas, but always with caution, conserving what they consider worth keeping from the past [umyes]. They love country life but are unlikely to make good farmers, unless they can contrive to carry out their work without outraging their sense of hygiene and cleanliness [um...not really].
Their faults, as is usual with all zodiacal types, are the extremes of their virtues [maybe?]. Fastidious reticence and modesty become old-maidishness and persnicketiness [haha I hope not]; balanced criticism becomes carping and nagging [YES--trumpet mom...]; and concern for detail becomes overspecialization [THAT TOO]. Virgoans are liable to indecision in wider issues and this can become chronic, turning molehills of minor difficulties into Himalayas of crisis [preeeetty much. 4th grade, anyone?]. Their prudence can become guile and their carefulness, turned in on themselves, can produce worriers and hypochondriacs [OHELLSYES]."
So...pretty accurate if I do say so myself. Not that I follow them, I just found it strange that it was so accurate, and wasn't too back-and-forth-y giving me about 50% to disagree with.
"When things are falling apart, maybe they're just falling into place." Something I must remember that I found online. I do likes it.
Ok damn straight here's the plan: May 25 midnight I go see pirates, pass out for a long while and then magically wake up in Lexington ready for Southwind Move-In. [Gonna do it, too. Also, the new costumes look SHAWEET, though I fear Richards.]
This means I will be making one last hurried, panicky post at about 5 AM, JUST LIKE I DID FOR POTC2. Lol, anyway, seriously that's when I'm going to have to go see it, it's the oooonly time I have. Which means I must procure a captain's hat and coat, and cajol my friends into it a lil.
[Yes. I must costume. BWAHAHAHAHA.]
Aaaaand, yeah, I think that's the longest, GEEKIEST entry I've ever written. Now I'm off to Southwind camp, back Sunday evening prolly.
Also, when I get back I will edit this to add all the tags as I do NOT have time right now, lol.
Also, warning, this entry was LONG. (Yeah, the warning comes at the end, like the QUV machine with the label under the flap which says "TURN OFF MACHINE BEFORE OPENING. DO NOT LOOK AT BLUE LIGHT," Because, you know, it's about one year's worth of UV in a week's time, and THAT my friends could really hurt your eyes. And your skin, I suppose, but just OW.
Sooo. [And if you've never seen Star Wars... yeah, spoiler warning, but like you care. And if you havent' seen it you should go away and never talk to me again until you've seen it ANYWAY.] =D
I have had an upsurge of Star Wars fannish-ness, the likes of which I have not seen since around the age I discovered Indiana Jones. It was that same point when I somehow started caring about celebrities as well--not because I enjoy gossip or anything but because I realized some of them make or break their own projects. And, uh, hell yes Harrison Ford is a "make." On that same note, Daniel Craig is another "make," because of this trivia from Casino Royale (from here: http://ladylavinia.livejournal.com/19662.html):
"In the Shower scene, Vesper was originally scripted to be wearing nothing but her underwear. Daniel Craig argued that Vesper would not have stopped to take her clothes off, and the scene was changed."
And now, onto my incredible geekitude.
I think I already posted this, but:
INDIANA JONES IV STARTS FILMING IN JUNE! OMG yay! (And also I realized all the notes I've been saving up to blog about have been from the past week, at least-- because that's when I started back on my Indy thing, then it went to pirates and costuming, and then Star Wars, and at the moment I'm in the middle of a big geekfest, rather than a specific fandom swing like I usually am. AND I AM LOVING IT.) But anyway, just a few of my thoughts on that.
I wonder if Pat Roach will be in it? He was in all three, I believe. I know he was a Sherpa who helped burn down the bar (the big guy), the Nazi fighter who gets cut up by the plane on the ground at Tannis, and he was the guy who got crushed in the rock-smasher in the temple. And I could swear he was in the third but I'm going to go look that up right now. OK, yeah, he was the gestapo that ran towards the zeppelin, with Vogel, right before they take off. See, I like continuity things like that, little running gags and all. I am SO entertained by little coincidences and peculiarities, it's both hilarious and strange. AH FUCK, NUUUUU! PAT ROACH DIED IN 2004! AUGH! Well screw that theory, it would have been awesome. ='( Here's to you, Sherpa-Nazi-Thuggee-man.
Also, I hate special effects done on computer. They just look faker than almost everything else to my eye. I think they're just oddly, queerly unnatural in some manner and somehow that ALWAYS manages to distract my attention enough to ruin the movie a little. Like Pirates II, which I've probably already ranted a lot about, but yeah that CGI pisses me off. I know that Indy IV has to be AMAZING in order to not piss anybody off, but they can't forget where the whole thing came from... a b-movie mock-up, kind of. That probably doesn't even make sense unless you already know a lot of Indy trivia. And OMG, I am so tempted to post a random Indy fact every time I post until the movie comes out, but I haven't decided yet.
Haha, and I also found out I have to have my wisdom teeth removed over spring break. Though for some genius moment I was feeling extremely geeky and I asked and my dad said I could keep them, though it will probably be in formaldehyde.
Also, I broke my tooth on Sunday, eating bacon. Yes, bacon. Shut up. It was one of the ones I had already broken in 1996 (October and yes the same year I broke both my arms), but who knows why that one only lasted a year or two, while the other lasted like nine. No idea, just annoying. My tongue got aggravated (inflamed a little?) from touching the rough tooth over a day, but there's still a little notch my dad's going to have to fix because it's THERE. Funny how your tooth kind of automatically goes there.
OH, for some short bad news, just to get it out of the way before I go have the rest of my little one-person geek party: ECONOMICS IS GOING TO RAPE MY SOUL. Seriously. All juniors, and the guy picks on girls because there are fewer of us, plus he kind of expects us to know the calc simply because it's a junior course and we're engineers, though there aren't pre-reqs. Seriously, I'm so goddamnfuuuuuuuuuucked. OK, enough depressing stuff. ONTO THE YUMMERS.
You know, my obsession with Gaudi and Bosch and Dali is strange in the effect that they are all Spanish. (Seriously google Bosch's "The Garden of Earthly Delight," and see if you can find the little "action figures" from it. First of all, he was fucked up, but second of all I WANT THEM. I have taken a turn towards obscure stuff and I am fully enjoying it.) At any rate I want to add de Goya to that list because of Philosophy (btw, I have a femmenazi prof, *tear*), but it also makes me think of House on the Rock, simply because I enjoy how strange it all is. (And apparently a lot of it's fake, but it's still so goddamn cool.)
Hmm... oh, there's new DCI rule propositions for changes... such as allowing further electronic equipment. (Candice and Lisa came by tonight, and I have a tendency to rant. I ranted about Getty images' new copyrights cases and the legalities which I randomly spent two hours reading today, and then started on the movie version of Phantom of the Opera but they managed to stop me in my tracks, lol. So I'm not going to rant on this one. At least not now.) BULLSHIT. (http://www.dci.org/rules/) And about that tendency to rant-- I enjoy learning and I enjoy discussions and I think I complain in order to create rants in order to create discussion. I have also been doing a lot of self-analysis lately. =)
Chem and Math seem like good classes to get some other shit done right now. Calc III is pretty much physics for dummies and chem is really fucking easy right now. (Random, I know, but it's just a note I'd made to myself.)
Oh, Christ, here comes another rant. NASAL SINGING PISSES ME OFF. No, seriously. I know (THANK YOU, PHILOSOPHY CLASS) that things like that are a matter of pure taste, but I'd like to present this evidence to the contrary, at least from my position: they sound whiny. Girls-slash-popstars who try to sound "dramatic" end up sounding whiny and, I dunno, tinny or something, and they try to make it sound like they're REALLY STRETCHING to get those high notes (like that makes them goo or something--and to the contrary, being able to hit them effortlessly is THAT). Only it just plain sounds bad. This is one reason I don't listen to a lot of pop music, especially from the gradeschool era (Spice Girls, Britney Spears, anyone?). Plus this little nine year old sang the National Anthem like that at the women's basketball versus Xavier (boo), only she'd majorly top out at the high notes and her highest notes were her weakest and quietest. Way to suck. And I know, I probably sound like I'm complaining and picked on some little girl, but COME ON. People and your stupidity, you're killing my brain here.
I need to go to some used movie stores and find the unedited versions of the older Star Wars movies. I hate all the new crap they added, ESPECIALLY Hayden Christenson. LOL, just no. Why would he look younger when he died? Kenobi and Yoda didn't...
Um, yeah, so... I totally geeked out the other day watching the movies. I had been talking to Rob online, which didn't help, haha. But anyway, here's why:
I'm not sure you can be any geekier than realizing a planet in Star Wars is the same as the Mayan temple location you have a poster of on your wall. (Photo set up is the same and everything. I'm not shitting you, it's a complex in Guatemala (Tikal complex), and in Star Wars it's the Rebel Base in ANH, Yavin4.)
However, I did realize that I came pretty close when I realized all the Empire's boots (as well as Solo's and Calrissian's and others'--but NOT the jedis' as far as I could tell) were horseriding style boots, though as far as I can find they say they were old German milital boots. But then again, that's pretty much the same style. Fo serious. And looking up all the "Han Solo" boots they sell... yeah, WRONG. They are NOT the same cut as the Jedis'. Neither are Luke's, or even Leia's, so all those shitty money-grubbing bootmakers can go fuck themselves accuracy-wise.
Ohhh, and at the end of IV, you can see the actor's eyes through Vader's mask, because the inside of the TIE fighter or whatever it is is dark enough to not reflect light off their surface. Also, the eyes look very dark red to me, rather than black. [edited lata: also at the beginning of IV. They still look red. Like right before they blow up Alderaan, that whole scene, when he turns to the side you can tell.]
Hmm, so lately also looking at pirate costuming and whatnot, and I hate how girl pirates are always in dresses and are called "wenches," even if they're pirates. Wenches=landlubber, morons, because they're prostitutes in a sense. EITHER YOU'RE A PIRATE, OR YOU'RE NOT. So I have mildly reconciled, but I will still argue the point to people (such as Patrick, you slimy bastard); but anyway, my reconciliation: "W.E.N.C.H.: We Egregiously Need Captain Hats," which essentially means, I'm a goddamn pirate, get me that tricorner! [edited lata: Also, HAVE to go see PtoC3 at midnight, as I will be leaving for corps later that day.]
OK, so, another rant on the same topic and back to SW... have I mentioned how much I hate CGI yet? All the new stuff they added to SW, and then Pirates II, and Harry Potter. Those are my best examples. IT JUST LOOKS SO DAMN FAKE, 'KAY? (Specifically: PEOPLE MOVING, ANIMALS MOVING, GRAVITY AND PHYSICS IN GENERAL ARE WRONG in CGI. Solid objects look okay, but still too shiny and perfect, though I thought the texture on the Kraaken was good ('cause he was slimeh anyway) and whoever did the physics of the quidditch in HP3 did a damn fine job. (The werewolf? I even liked it a little, and I let them get away with it because it looked MUCH more realistic than any other CGI I've seen.)
So... yeah, my whole loving-to-design-things thing. I love looking at interiors that fit with exteriors (talking architecture here) which is partially why I like Gaudi and Frank LLoyd Wright (who I hear was an ass, but he at least knew how to design shit). So yeah, plus I'm obsessed with all my other weird things (let me tell you now, I'm going to be a fucking WEIRD architect), which I'm going to blame on a combination of Harry Potter and COSI. (Not explaining this now.) So anyway, watching SW I couldn't help but think how cool the interiors/exteriors were of Yoda's and Jabba's and the Ewoks' places. For serious, I love them. I AM GEEKING OUT HERE.
So yeah, the other night Candice totally electrocuted herself messing with her Christmas lights. I told her she should claim to be a superhero because of it, so I'm trying to come up with a good name. This was, of course, after I talked to Rob. Seriously, all this combined, am I not geeking out here? I mean, meeting with my advisor, she was telling me about UD's geek week (engineering, yeah), and I can just picture dressing up for the "look like a geek" day or whatever and wearing the scarf I got for Christmas (...physics equations...) along with like my Indy hat and my high striped socks and more geekery clothing. And everyone else would show up with pocket protectors and taped glasses and whatnot and they'd ask me why my ensemble should win the geekiest, and I'd say because I wear this stuff NORMALLY. Yeeeeeeeeah. *GEEK*
Also--Jimmy Buffett is awesome and I think the Pink Flamingo's (as in the yard type) 50th birthday is comin' up soon. w00t w00t.
Hmm, I totally had something to say about 2007 being geeky for a specific reason but I can't remember what now. Grr, I'll come back to it for sures. [I was '007 = Bond. w0000000000t]
OK, a meme, to break up my monotonous geekery and get on to my secret hidden British identity (no seriously, what's with me and tea all of a sudden?):
 | My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: Reverend Countess Mercat the Simple of Snotting on Wold Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title |
(Yeah so I went back and it changes, as in, it's completely random every time. I got Marchionness this time, and I really wonder what that is. Gonna have to do some research when I get back Sunday evening.)
More geekery, straight from my during-the-movies notes. Anything in brackets is what I'm writing right now in additon.
LOL.. Leia's voice as a bounty hunter sounds like Ursula's eels. [As in The Little Mermaid. NO, I'M FUCKING SERIOUS, PLEASE DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT.]
Sarlacc=Audrey II...Let's see, how many fandoms can I cross? [Seriously, I'm SUCH a geek. Although, this doesn't exactly count because they added the beak digitally! Lame! Just all the teeth in the ground was scarier to me, and evoked a slower feeling, that whole "10,000 years to digest" thing.]
Ooh, walk the plank?! Useful to know how to gator off then. [Space and pirates, I know this isn't the first time I thought of it. But the plank did it for me. And then, yeah, gatoring, that whole diving deal.]
HAHA OMG when the emperor comes, all the troops are lined up and all these guys have their feet in first open (position)… and like 2 guys right in the front row don't. THEY LOSE. LOL. [I was seriously on crack when I wrote this. I had to have been, or I'm just way to entertained. But seriously. Stormtroopers aren't very... imposing. Militarily. Marchingly. Even Darth and the Stormtroopers in the damn Rose Bowl Parade on New Year's! Holy shit, you think they'd at least learn how to FREAKING HOLD THEMSELVES.
I AM NOT AFRAID OF YOUR MEASLY PLASTIC BODIES]
Ooh, or yoda-interior design. KICK ARSE, LITTLE BUDDY. [See? Told you I love design stuff.]
SW did a good job of choosing a fair number of women to be militial leaders. Not that they were cool in any manner, except for all I've already ranted about Leia, so there you go.
Fucked Up Skywalker Family To-Do List:
Anakin:
1) Repeat lame love lines
2) Turn to the dark side and kill wife
Luke:
1) Kill Dad
2) Apologize for having the hots for twin sister
Death star (not moon?) docking points: HOW THE FUCK ARE THEY BREATHING IN OPEN SPACE-AIR? [OK, yes, I'm going back and watching IV and they're saying something about magnet fields. But... er... maybe it's got it's own gravitational pull and therefore a minimal ozone or something. But not ozone, that's a specific chemical, I just can't think of the chem word I'm looking for. STFU prof, and yes I'm writing this in chem class.]
Stormtroopers on endor don't stand out or ANYTHING… you know… pure white and all. [Seriously, in the jungle. SLEF DEFENSE BASICS: HIDE YO'SELF.]
Oh, Ewoks. Just... ewoks. Lol. "Yub yub!" [Sorry... they're just so damn CUTE.]
I dunno, the red ones, the imperial guard? I thought their helmets were ridiculous… can't bend your neck. [This is my costuming obsession mixed with my paranoia. If you can't move your damn head, you're ROYALLY FUCKED.]
God, that trap is like a whittailed deer with a vampire bat up it's ass. EW. [The food on the stick that Chewie grabs which causes them to be caught by Ewoks. Seriously. Grody.]
OMG, if I ever have kids I'm going to dress it up like an Ewok for Halloween. ESPECIALLY IF IT STILL JUST SPEAKS GIBBERISH. LOL. [I am completely, utterly serious.]
Did anyone else hear "chawumba" when C3PO sits up? [From the Ewoks, that is. Reminds me of gradeschool. Yeah, I know, doesn't make much sense but that's the way my mind works.]
Lol, tied up like Jack. See fandom mixing. Pirates, lollers. [I am a geek.]
Haha, the droids getting cleaned always reminds me of the tin man in the emerald city. [I am a geek.]
Hmm. Ewok architecture too... melikes. [I am a (quickmakeaguess) geek.)
Luke SO should have screamed "I LOVE YOU, DADDY!" right as they took him to the emperor. [Haha, SO TIRED. SO GEEKED OUT. SUCH AWESOMENESS CAN ONLY BE FATHOMED BY A TWISTED MIND! (What's even better is the only voice I can hear it in is Ariel's, because she has the line "But I love him, daddy!" Hahahahaaha, omg, I'm dying here.] [And did I mention HOW INCREDIBLY GEEKED OUT I WAS-SLASH-AM?]
Back Door Stormtrooper #4: "Aw man, just like high school. I always get left behind." [Haha... this is what I get for being a geek and staying up late and donig nothing but geeky stuff ALL DAY.]
OMG, I love how you can see the film overlaps. I can't believe they didn't clean that up at all. I mean WTF, they got those black lines, why not the film cuts?! [Like, when you look into space and BOOM there's a ship or a planet... you can see these bluish film lines. Yeeeeeeah.]
Emperor: "Oh damn, who the fuck designed this stupid chair? It's too damn DEEP!" [Seriously, some engineer shuld die for that. I couldn't sit in that thing.]
God, they did such a shitty job editing the movie. Lol. [SERIOUSLY, ONE MORE TIME WITH ME FOLKS. I HATE CGI. AND YOU SUCK, LUCASFILM, FOR MESSING WITH ALL THE WRONG THINGS AND NOT THE RIGHT ONES.]
CrazyMadDetermined!Luke sounds so much like the classic Wonka. Can't think of the actor's name. [I'm not sure what I was getting at here, but I think that makes for the fourth musical I've related to Star Wars in this entry alone.]
You think the Force at least would let you throw your voice. [Lookin' at you, LUKEY.]
Haha, I love how Harrison Ford runs like a madman in a fucking panic. [EVERY. TIME.]
Personally I think the old electric shock effects looked more realistic than the new CGI. [Once more for the record!]
I've got to say, Anakin is a dumbass. [For SERIOUS.]
Lol…our band star wars…and OMG the mouth harp/harmonica holder for vader. [This... I shall come back to this another day. BUT IT WAS AWESOME. ALSO, BARBATUQUES.]
Just LOL. A LOT. [IT WAS THAT AWESOME.]
PhantomFace!Vader. Lol. [Ok, five musicals.]
Didn't they add the celebration scenes? [Yes, and there's a stormtrooper getting crowdsurfed in one. THAT'S THE ONLY GOOD PART. (Except maybe the fact that the architecture on those planets just rocks. *GEEK*)]
I can't believe they added the new Anakin guy in… plus it's hilarious because he looks like Dennis Normile. Omfg, SO HILARIOUS. [I HATE YOU, LUCAS. AND YOU TOO, GUY-WHO-PLAYED-SUCKY-ANAKIN. Though Lucas gets a SAVE! for making Indiana Jones. Hayden Christenson just loses.]
HAHA, you know my whole "recognizing the temple makes me an ubergeek" thing? Yeah, totally called all the boots as riding boots. COSTUMING GEEK, RIGHT HERE, FUCKERS. (And yes, that DOES mean that I'm researching them. You can shut the fuck up right now.) [Yes. Yes I am. I do want those boots. And yes, I REALLY AM. SHUT. UP.]
This one's for Candice, analysis of some Virgo description. Notes in brackets are mine. From here: http://www.astrology-online.com/virgo.htm
"Virgo is the only zodiacal sign represented by a female. [w00t] It is sometimes thought of as a potentially creative girl [I'll give them this one], delicately lovely; sometimes as a somewhat older woman, intelligent but rather pedantic and spinsterish [ok, this one too]. The latter impression is sometimes confirmed by the Virgoan preciseness, refinement, fastidious love of cleanliness [not for me in most cases], hygiene and good order, conventionality and aristocratic attitude of reserve [but this part yes.]. They are usually observant, shrewd, critically inclined, judicious, patient, practical supporters of the status quo, and tend toward conservatism in all departments of life [uhh...pretty much]. On the surface they are emotionally cold, and sometimes this goes deeper, for their habit of suppressing their natural kindness may in the end cause it to atrophy, with the result that they shrink from committing themselves to friendship, make few relationships, and those they do make they are careful to keep superficial [yes and no].
But the outward lack of feeling may, in some individuals born under this sign, conceal too much emotion, to which they are afraid of giving way because they do not trust others, nor do they have confidence in themselves and their judgments [more likely this]. This is because they are conscious of certain shortcomings in themselves of worldliness, of practicality, of sophistication and of outgoingness [yes. Not outgoing here.]. So they bring the art of self concealment to a high pitch [spy fascination?], hiding their apprehensiveness about themselves and their often considerable sympathy with other people under a mantle of matter-of-factness and undemonstrative, quiet reserve [ish]. They are still waters that run deep. Yet in their unassuming, outwardly cheerful and agreeable fashion, they can be sensible, discreet, well spoken, wise and witty, with a good understanding of other people's problems which they can tackle with a practicality not always evident in their own personal relationships [well DUH we proved that one, eh?].
Both sexes have considerable charm and dignity, which make some male Virgoans appear effeminate when they are not [um...sure? If it works a little both ways then I'll give them a yes on that one]. In marriage they can be genuinely affectionate, making good spouses and parents, but their love making is a perfection of technique rather than the expression of desire, and they must be careful not to mate with a partner whose sex drive requires a passion they cannot match [...yeah...just...there's nothing I can say here, so I'm not going to].
They are intellectually enquiring, methodical and logical, studious and teachable [yeeeah]. They combine mental ingenuity with the ability to produce a clear analysis of the most complicated problems [I'd think so]. They have an excellent eye for detail but they may be so meticulous that they neglect larger issues [sure]. Also, although they are realists, they may slow down projects by being too exact [um...yes.].
They are practical with their hands, good technicians and have genuine inventive talents[sure]. Thoroughness, hard work and conscientiousness are their hallmarks, and they are such perfectionists that, if things go wrong, they are easily discouraged [yes and no]. Because of their ability to see every angle of a many-sided question, they are unhappy with abstract theorizing [meh, yes and no]. Appreciating the many different points of view as they do, they find philosophical concepts difficult, and they vacillate and have no confidence in any conclusions at which they arrive [yes and no, again].
With these qualities, they are better as subordinates than leaders [ish]. Responsibility irks them and they often lack the breadth of strategic vision that a leader needs[true]. Virgoans are essentially tacticians, admirable in the attainment of limited objectives [or how about I just draw my own objectives, but it takes me a dan long time and it's because everyone else is too lazy]. Their self distrust is something they project on to other people and tends to make them exacting employers, though in the demands they make on those under them they temper this attitude with justice [well duh]. They have potential abilities in the arts, sciences and languages [yeaaaah]. Language especially they use correctly, clearly, consciously and formally, as grammarians and etymologists rather than for literary interests [oh hells yes], yet they are likely to have a good memory for apt quotations [quotes, yes, storylines, hellno.]. Although they are well suited for careers in machine drawing, surveying and similar occupations, they are better fitted for a job in a library or office than a workshop [anything, really].
Their minds are such that they need the stimulus of practical problems to be solved rather than the mere routine or working to set specifications that need no thought [OMG YES]. They are careful with money and their interest in statistics makes them excellent bookkeepers and accountants [er...yes and no]. They also make good editors, physicists and analytical chemists [maybe]. They may also find success as welfare workers, ministering to those less fortunate than themselves [ok now they're just covering all job types]. They can be doctors, nurses, psychologists, teachers, confidential secretaries, technologists, inspectors, musicians, critics, public speakers and writers especially of reference works such as dictionaries and encyclopedias [BUT YES ANYTHING OK]. Both sexes have a deep interest in history, a feature recognized by astrological authorities for at least two hundred years [um...geekery...]. If they go in for a business career their shrewdness and analytical ingenuity could tempt them into dishonesty, though they usually have enough moral sense to resist temptation [YES]. Female Virgoans may find a career in fashion [haha, my OWN fashion...and costuming], for they have a flair for dress [hahahahaha], in which they can be trend setters [don't you dare follow me, you punkass]. In any profession they choose the natives of this sign readily assimilate new ideas, but always with caution, conserving what they consider worth keeping from the past [umyes]. They love country life but are unlikely to make good farmers, unless they can contrive to carry out their work without outraging their sense of hygiene and cleanliness [um...not really].
Their faults, as is usual with all zodiacal types, are the extremes of their virtues [maybe?]. Fastidious reticence and modesty become old-maidishness and persnicketiness [haha I hope not]; balanced criticism becomes carping and nagging [YES--trumpet mom...]; and concern for detail becomes overspecialization [THAT TOO]. Virgoans are liable to indecision in wider issues and this can become chronic, turning molehills of minor difficulties into Himalayas of crisis [preeeetty much. 4th grade, anyone?]. Their prudence can become guile and their carefulness, turned in on themselves, can produce worriers and hypochondriacs [OHELLSYES]."
So...pretty accurate if I do say so myself. Not that I follow them, I just found it strange that it was so accurate, and wasn't too back-and-forth-y giving me about 50% to disagree with.
"When things are falling apart, maybe they're just falling into place." Something I must remember that I found online. I do likes it.
Ok damn straight here's the plan: May 25 midnight I go see pirates, pass out for a long while and then magically wake up in Lexington ready for Southwind Move-In. [Gonna do it, too. Also, the new costumes look SHAWEET, though I fear Richards.]
This means I will be making one last hurried, panicky post at about 5 AM, JUST LIKE I DID FOR POTC2. Lol, anyway, seriously that's when I'm going to have to go see it, it's the oooonly time I have. Which means I must procure a captain's hat and coat, and cajol my friends into it a lil.
[Yes. I must costume. BWAHAHAHAHA.]
Aaaaand, yeah, I think that's the longest, GEEKIEST entry I've ever written. Now I'm off to Southwind camp, back Sunday evening prolly.
Also, when I get back I will edit this to add all the tags as I do NOT have time right now, lol.
Also, warning, this entry was LONG. (Yeah, the warning comes at the end, like the QUV machine with the label under the flap which says "TURN OFF MACHINE BEFORE OPENING. DO NOT LOOK AT BLUE LIGHT," Because, you know, it's about one year's worth of UV in a week's time, and THAT my friends could really hurt your eyes. And your skin, I suppose, but just OW.
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