Thursday, September 13, 2007
Saturday, September 8, 2007
the dark knight
okay, i love two things today. i could have waited until midnight and had something i love for tomorrow, but i think i might go to bed before midnight. i am just that lame.
almost anyone who knows me has heard my "what was wrong with batman begins" rant - and if you haven't, the answer is: katie holmes. i most ardently do NOT love katie holmes. her acting seems to have gotten steadily worse since her dawson's creek glory days, she has introduced tom cruise's spawn into the world, and her stupid little half-smile makes her look like she just had a stroke (no offence to actual stroke victims, who i'm sure are much more attractive than ms. holmes).
batman begins was solidly awesome, from the cockney stylings of michael caine (in his best role since a muppet's christmas carol) to the five-star solid-gold hotness that is christian bale, to the astonishing supporting cast of liam neeson, gary oldman, morgan freeman, and cilian murphy being his ultimate super-creepy self. but there she was, like a big crooked-faced blight on the otherwise overwhelming brilliance.
well, we can all rejoice, because katie holmes is too busy supporting scientology via procreation. and not only has she been replaced, but she has been replaced by the ultimate combination of hotness and coolness: maggie gyllenhaal.
i have been a great admirer of maggie's since her donnie darko days, and her sizzling role in stranger than fiction inspired me in large part to get a job at a bakery just to be a little more like her. unfortunately i did not at the same time start wearing wife beaters to work and get a huge tattoo. i have taken to calling the cra "taxman", though. so that's something.
(can't take the hotness)
anyhoo, the prospects for this film could not be brighter. not only have all the aforementioned golden boys returned (save cilian, who is probably beating someone to death with an ashtray as we speak), but they are joined by heath ledger as the joker and aaron eckhart (whose chin dimple makes me quiver) as the soon-to-be twoface.
it's a comic nerd's paradise, and yet another one of the recent entries in the category of films-that-are-really-just-parades-of-hot-guys. that's right. it's mens' turn to be objectified.
kidding. sort of.
almost anyone who knows me has heard my "what was wrong with batman begins" rant - and if you haven't, the answer is: katie holmes. i most ardently do NOT love katie holmes. her acting seems to have gotten steadily worse since her dawson's creek glory days, she has introduced tom cruise's spawn into the world, and her stupid little half-smile makes her look like she just had a stroke (no offence to actual stroke victims, who i'm sure are much more attractive than ms. holmes).
batman begins was solidly awesome, from the cockney stylings of michael caine (in his best role since a muppet's christmas carol) to the five-star solid-gold hotness that is christian bale, to the astonishing supporting cast of liam neeson, gary oldman, morgan freeman, and cilian murphy being his ultimate super-creepy self. but there she was, like a big crooked-faced blight on the otherwise overwhelming brilliance.
well, we can all rejoice, because katie holmes is too busy supporting scientology via procreation. and not only has she been replaced, but she has been replaced by the ultimate combination of hotness and coolness: maggie gyllenhaal.
i have been a great admirer of maggie's since her donnie darko days, and her sizzling role in stranger than fiction inspired me in large part to get a job at a bakery just to be a little more like her. unfortunately i did not at the same time start wearing wife beaters to work and get a huge tattoo. i have taken to calling the cra "taxman", though. so that's something.
(can't take the hotness)
anyhoo, the prospects for this film could not be brighter. not only have all the aforementioned golden boys returned (save cilian, who is probably beating someone to death with an ashtray as we speak), but they are joined by heath ledger as the joker and aaron eckhart (whose chin dimple makes me quiver) as the soon-to-be twoface.
it's a comic nerd's paradise, and yet another one of the recent entries in the category of films-that-are-really-just-parades-of-hot-guys. that's right. it's mens' turn to be objectified.
kidding. sort of.
regina spektor
everything about her. her music. her videos. particularly any pictures of her.
i had the opportunity to see her perform in edinburgh but missed my chance. her show sold out in a couple of days while i was still trying to convince someone to come down to glasgow to see it with me. i should have just gone alone. but i've learned my lesson. next time she releases a new album (which will hopefully be soon) i will be all over that shit.
spektor sports a vocal range and musicality that is missing in most contemporary pop music, and while undeniably lovely she has nonetheless managed to avoid the abjectly sexual self-promotion of so many starlets. from the throaty jazz vocals of "lady" to the playful stick-and-stool instrumentation of "poor little rich boy", from the smooth moody sound of "field below" to the raw thumping fun of "your honor", she spans a variety of genres and styles with seemingly effortless style.
if you are not already in love with her, go become so now.
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