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Sep. 10th, 2005 04:33 pmSaw two movies this weekend . . . last night Chris and I met up with some other friends at the theater and saw The Exorcism of Emily Rose.
I honestly don't know if I'd advise other people to see it or not. LOL Part of it is the kind of stuff that I absolutely *love* in terms of scary movies-- as much as I like watching a good 'eeek, Boogeyman-under-the-bed' movie, the ones that are really freaky are the 'am I really seeing this, or am I going nuts' ones. Emily Rose had some of this ((the part where she glances over at a classmate, only to see his eyes liquefy and run down his face just about made me leap to the theatre ceiling and cling there)), but not nearly enough . . . most of it was focused on the courtroom. I dunno, I just thought that they left too many things unexplored, too many loose ends. Not to mention that some of the dialogue was Lifetime-movie level. Example--
Emily and her sisters are upstairs shrieking happily about something. Mother opens the door, all "Keep it down, please," and then she finds out that Emily just got a scholarship. Her-- "This is your dream, Emily." Me-- "Yeah, I think we can figure that out from the grinning and the previous shrieking. No more Dialogue of Cheese, thank you."
((And for the record, if I'd been on that jury I would've voted the priest guilty of negligent homicide, too. She's refusing to eat? Get her to a hospital and have them hook up an IV. Not rocket science here.))
There was a poster for RENT at the theater (whee!) and a poster for The Legend of Zorro (double whee!), so when Chris and I got home we watched the first Zorro movie, which was fun as always.
Anyway, other movie at the theater . . . March of the Penguins. Mom was wanting to see it, so she and dad and I went this afternoon.
Loved it. I spent the first part of the movie admiring the scenery and thinking things like, "Yay, they got Morgan Freeman to narrate, he brings an automatic +10 of coolness to anything he does," and then my brain went fully into OMGFUZZYBABYPENGUINSWANT mode.
Of course, since I've very recently watched The Exorcism of Emily Rose, The Mask of Zorro, and March of the Penguins, tonight I am going to dream of demon-possessed swordfighting penguins.
I honestly don't know if I'd advise other people to see it or not. LOL Part of it is the kind of stuff that I absolutely *love* in terms of scary movies-- as much as I like watching a good 'eeek, Boogeyman-under-the-bed' movie, the ones that are really freaky are the 'am I really seeing this, or am I going nuts' ones. Emily Rose had some of this ((the part where she glances over at a classmate, only to see his eyes liquefy and run down his face just about made me leap to the theatre ceiling and cling there)), but not nearly enough . . . most of it was focused on the courtroom. I dunno, I just thought that they left too many things unexplored, too many loose ends. Not to mention that some of the dialogue was Lifetime-movie level. Example--
Emily and her sisters are upstairs shrieking happily about something. Mother opens the door, all "Keep it down, please," and then she finds out that Emily just got a scholarship. Her-- "This is your dream, Emily." Me-- "Yeah, I think we can figure that out from the grinning and the previous shrieking. No more Dialogue of Cheese, thank you."
((And for the record, if I'd been on that jury I would've voted the priest guilty of negligent homicide, too. She's refusing to eat? Get her to a hospital and have them hook up an IV. Not rocket science here.))
There was a poster for RENT at the theater (whee!) and a poster for The Legend of Zorro (double whee!), so when Chris and I got home we watched the first Zorro movie, which was fun as always.
Anyway, other movie at the theater . . . March of the Penguins. Mom was wanting to see it, so she and dad and I went this afternoon.
Loved it. I spent the first part of the movie admiring the scenery and thinking things like, "Yay, they got Morgan Freeman to narrate, he brings an automatic +10 of coolness to anything he does," and then my brain went fully into OMGFUZZYBABYPENGUINSWANT mode.
Of course, since I've very recently watched The Exorcism of Emily Rose, The Mask of Zorro, and March of the Penguins, tonight I am going to dream of demon-possessed swordfighting penguins.
