There will be movies. Oh yes, there will be movies.
Do you live in a town where they have discount theaters? Here, if you're not paying $36 for new releases, then you're paying $3 for yesterday's fare. It is a sweet thing. When I moved away for a year and a half I lamented my cheap thrills. But isn't there a little corner theater in Arlington, VA where they serve food, beer and day-old movies? What was that place called...
Tomorrow the grand opening of yet another theater will allow us to watch HOT NEW, well, okay, movies that have been out of the theater for a while, but still, for a buck? Hard to miss. Money goes to a good cause, too.
Friday is Harry Potter.
I remember meeting him. Some friends from Scotland formally introduced us. I've wished I was 13 ever since. Oh, and lived in an alternate universe where Quidditch was another game I could ignore and werewolves were dashing Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers.
December is Peter, Susan, Edmund, Lucy, and Jim Broadbent. This doesn't have the level of frenetic fan-based energy that Lord of the Rings did, but that feels right somehow. After all, he's not a tame lion.
On December 14 King Kong comes tromping through the US thanks to Hollywood golden boy, Peter Jackson. He is using the freakishly elastic Andy Serkis, the digitally-enhanced model for Gollum in Lord of the Rings, as his King Kong. Let me say that again: the little man who played the depraved and grasping Gollum "is" King Kong. Yeah.
This movie clocks in at a whopping 3 hours, 20 minutes.
I ask you: Why submit us to an oversized gorilla for 3 hours and 20 minutes when you deprived us of the big-screen version of the extended Lord of the Rings trilogy? There were rabid fans. There was expensive marketing. There were generations of devoted readers. And they would have stayed for the extra 20 minutes.
But King Kong? Why? WHY?
Tomorrow the grand opening of yet another theater will allow us to watch HOT NEW, well, okay, movies that have been out of the theater for a while, but still, for a buck? Hard to miss. Money goes to a good cause, too.
Friday is Harry Potter.
I remember meeting him. Some friends from Scotland formally introduced us. I've wished I was 13 ever since. Oh, and lived in an alternate universe where Quidditch was another game I could ignore and werewolves were dashing Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers.
December is Peter, Susan, Edmund, Lucy, and Jim Broadbent. This doesn't have the level of frenetic fan-based energy that Lord of the Rings did, but that feels right somehow. After all, he's not a tame lion.
On December 14 King Kong comes tromping through the US thanks to Hollywood golden boy, Peter Jackson. He is using the freakishly elastic Andy Serkis, the digitally-enhanced model for Gollum in Lord of the Rings, as his King Kong. Let me say that again: the little man who played the depraved and grasping Gollum "is" King Kong. Yeah.
This movie clocks in at a whopping 3 hours, 20 minutes.
I ask you: Why submit us to an oversized gorilla for 3 hours and 20 minutes when you deprived us of the big-screen version of the extended Lord of the Rings trilogy? There were rabid fans. There was expensive marketing. There were generations of devoted readers. And they would have stayed for the extra 20 minutes.
But King Kong? Why? WHY?
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3 Comments:
Really looking forward to TLTWATW, but a tad uneasily... I based pretty much several years of life (between the ages of 6-8) on this book. I mean, I remember praying that I would somehow, miraculously, be cast as Lucy in some production of the story.
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Oh yeah. How many times was I Lucy, wandering off from the group to obey Aslan, or Jill crawling through the brush in The Last Battle?
And yet, here they are. And here I am. And never the twain shall meet.
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
"Cinema and Drafthouse," people! Was that so hard? I had to google it. Don't YOU hate it when you can't remember the name of something?
Thursday, November 17, 2005
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