To begin, this post is spoiler free. Though if you haven’t seen it yet, what are you waiting for?!
Also worth noting that I actually saw the movie quite a while back now – I’m just super late writing this.
My ticket to see this movie was pre-booked and I was excited all week to see it. In classic fashion, the group of people that intended to watch it together fizzled down by the end to just me and my friend, Trevor.
In the middle of the day, I got a message from Trevor saying that he wasn’t feeling well and inside I was like.. DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT.. and then he killed my hopes and dreams by saying he would have to bail on me.
So there I was, alone and abandoned, wondering if I could swallow my pride and go see this movie by myself. Before people start crying about the lost ticket, Trevor has purchased a student one for himself so I couldn’t even rope someone else in easily.
But yeah I totes went by myself, for the first time ever. I had planned to eat something before the movie but it took me longer than expected to get there and I basically ended up having 2 scoops of ice cream for dinner. Super healthy.
The cinema was PACKED and the vibe was awesome. By the time the film started, I didn’t even feel alone. I was sharing this experience with about 300 people.
Now the movie itself was good. The atmosphere I watched it in made it epic! There were several rounds of whooping and cheering, one almighty roar at a pivotal moment (if you know, you know), some crying and an entertaining FUCK YOU THANOS (that doesn’t count as a spoiler surely!) from a group of people towards the end.
All in all, 10/10. Deffo want to see again. Not with Trevor though 😛
So before I went to see Captain America:Civil War, I had this one friend who spend most of her existence banging on about how hot Chris Evans is, and I was always a bit like meh. He’s blonde (so judgemental I know)- not really my type.
Ladies and gentleman after seeing this damn movie I have been bloody converted… and I tried soo hard not to like to him. I am a grown woman; I am not attracted to well defined arm muscles, a body enclosed in tight tight t-shirts and eyes the shade of a Summer sky.
…except turns out I am. What can I say…he is one pouty hench specimen of American beefcake.
Somebody get me a fan. ASAP.
Over and Out!
A movie called Kill Your Darlings was recently brought to my attention; it’s about some poets breaking free of literary tradition. Not the kind of film I usually go for. I would have probably passed it by had it not starred Daniel Radcliffe. I watched the trailer and then it suddenly became glaringly obviously why Drarry fans everywhere were jumping up and down with excitement.
Dane Dehaan (you may know him as Harry Osbourne from ‘The Amazing Spiderman’) plays Lucien Carr, a blonde guy with bright blue eyes. I wouldn’t describe him as traditionally handsome but the character is magnetic and vulnerable in a way that makes everyone fall in love with him. He is basically the Draco Malfoy described in fandom. The fact that his name in the movie is Lucien which sounds so much like Lucius is not lost on me either.
He is perfect in this movie. He is addictive and challenging and open and closed all at once. ‘I knew you were trouble when you walked in’ should be his anthem.
And he has so much chemistry with Daniel Radcliffe. There are some incredibly tender moments, uncomfortable moments (one scene in particular has scarred me for life) and some scenes that had me reaching for ice water. Yes I’m talking about eye sex in the library. Hot damn.
So thank you Dane Dehaan for making my inner fangirl’s dreams come true!
This gif is very distracting.
Over and Out!
So I don’t know what made me think watching ‘The Impossible’ at night by myself was a good idea. What the hell is wrong with me?!
It’s based on a true story of a family that got separated during the tsunami of 2004. I’ve pretty much guaranteed myself nightmares of tidal waves and drowning. Which is why I’m awake. At 2am. Blogging.
I cried when they got separated, nearly threw up at the sight of so many body bags and cried harder when they all found each other.
Like yo film producers, can you stop making everything so damn realistic and yo mother nature, can you calm yo shit?
Let’s add this to the list of aeroplanes, earthquakes, tornadoes and various other disasters I’m terrified of.
If I ever decide to watch a movie about any sort of disaster ever again, can someone please stop me? Please.
*hides under blanket*
I’m sorry I’ve got to talk about it. Today the full trailer for the 50 Shades of Grey movie was released and well… there’s a lot to say. Viewer discretion advised. Blah blah.
First of all. Release date. Valentine’s Day. Who decided that would be appropriate? The first book in the series is not exactly romantic. And I can’t imagine going to see it as a couple. Both parties would come out feeling hot and bothered, the lady probably fan-girling and the man feeling inadequate.
The trailer revolves around the first meeting between shy student Anastasia Steele and CEO/ kinky sex god/ gazillionaire Christian Grey. We see his office, the infamous elevator kiss (what is about elevators?!), Charlie Tango the helicopter, brooding Christian playing the piano and Christian the Dom in those jeans. Meanwhile Ana spends most of the trailer breathing heavily, staring at Christian and asking him to ‘enlighten her’. Pretty faithful to the books.
As for the actors. There was so much fuss around who should play Christian Grey. Fan favourites were Matt Bomer and Ian Somerhalder but in the end they went with Calvin Klein model Jamie Dornan. Everyone envisions Christian Grey to their own tastes but personally I have no qualms about Dornan in the looks department. The man is hella distracting in a very very good way. I wish they kept his beard in the film.
Dat hair. Dat beard. Dat face. Dat jawline.
However Christian’s appeal is in his domineering attitude and the fact that he knows exactly what he wants and how to get it. I wasn’t seeing this quality in the trailer but who knows? I also felt like the sound of his voice wasn’t ‘hot’ enough.
Prior to the trailer I wasn’t convinced that Dakota Johnson was right as Ana mainly because I’d envisioned Alexis Bledel. However I think her portrayal of a quiet, innocent girl who was overwhelmed by Christian and afraid of how he made her feel hit the mark.
The secondary characters basically got zero screen time though we do catch a glimpse of Taylor and the Grey family. However Ana’s best friend Kate and the infamous Mrs Robinson are notably absent.
Overall I’d say I was mildly impressed but mainly because I had such low expectations. I’m not sure how the more graphic scenes are going to play out or if it’s even possible to do them tastefully. How far are they going to go? I hope they leave a little to the imagination because I really don’t want to see everythang.
Except in my mind’s eye. That’s okay.
Over and Out! Laters baby!
*sweeps away books*
*rips up notes*
*runs out into the sun arms outstretched*
I’m a complete wuss when it comes to scary stuff. Gore and creepy things I can handle because I can convince myself it’s all special effects and not real. But something psychological or based on real life scares the shit out of me.
The Ring, Saw… I can laugh it off. The plane scene in Final Destination or the plane scene in Cast Away is a completely different story.
I’m really not big on planes.
Yesterday I made the mistake of watching a documentary movie about United 93, the only plane that didn’t hit its target on 9/11 because the passengers overpowered the hijackers. I knew I shouldn’t have watched it but I once it started, I was pretty much glued in horror. Knowing how it ends is horrible because the whole time I was sitting there praying for an alternative outcome. The fact that it’s based on true events made me want to throw up. I can’t begin to imagine what it would have felt like to be on that flight…
…But my brain tried. In my dreams. I woke up around 4am feeling as if the air had gone out of my lungs. It took me hours to go to sleep. I tried reciting song lyrics, counting in 7’s, playing back the Philosopher’s Stone in my head. In the end I prayed myself to sleep.
I’ll be damned if I set foot on a plane anytime soon.