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Well. We went to see Flicka today. For the most part, it wasn't much like the book it was supposedly based on, but it was cool all the same. Sad, though. When Katie comes downstairs and says to her father, "It's okay, Dad. You can shoot us." Awww. Poor kid. Poor horse. I knew Flicka was going to be okay, though, because it was a family movie. Gone are the days when Bambi's mom is shot in the first two minutes of the film, or Mufasa gets trampled in a stampede. Now everything is all happy, all the time. Wheee. (You figure out yourself whether I'm being sarcastic or not.) And the obvious and exuberant UST the older brother shared with most of the other characters was interesting, to say the least. I loved the scene where he walks in and makes out with his mom for a couple of seconds. Then there's a close-up of said mom looking surprised and pleased. (Yes, this really did happen, right after it is discovered that the father is looking into selling the ranch, but I was probably the only person in the theater who interpreted that little scene so interestingly. Yes, interestingly. That's how I'm going to think about it from now on.)
I always seem to take scenes/quotes in movies the wrong way. I suppose the fact that I'm basically asexual is coming back at me in a very dirty-minded way. Though scenes that I find unintentionally funny don't always have sexual undertones (imagined or not). When we watched An Inconvenient Truth (totally rocks) for Peace Studies a month or so ago, the line, "In the distance, you hear a cow..." almost made me lose it right then and there. I never quite figured out why.
Ah, wonderful. Autosave is working correctly. So if AOL conks out again (which it is so well known for doing), I won't loose much crap. Yayyy.
Eh... what else, what else... Oh! I took the PSATs today. My inner Toby-ness did very well on the verbal sections, particularly with grammar/sentence structure. Now all I need is an inner John Nash or somebody to take over during the math sections, which I am notoriously slow at (during sophomore testing last year, I was the last person to finish (math was the last section), and was largely credited with "holding everybody else up". Which is ridiculous, really, because they had to keep us all all in our testing rooms till a specific time anyway, and if I hadn't finished by dismissal time, I would have had to give in my test unfinished, and therefore not hold anyone up at all.) But anyway. PSATS. Cool. I'm probably the only person in the world who finds standardized testing fun. Yes, even on a Saturday morning at 7:15. I'm odd in that way. (And many other ways as well, of course.)
I always seem to take scenes/quotes in movies the wrong way. I suppose the fact that I'm basically asexual is coming back at me in a very dirty-minded way. Though scenes that I find unintentionally funny don't always have sexual undertones (imagined or not). When we watched An Inconvenient Truth (totally rocks) for Peace Studies a month or so ago, the line, "In the distance, you hear a cow..." almost made me lose it right then and there. I never quite figured out why.
Ah, wonderful. Autosave is working correctly. So if AOL conks out again (which it is so well known for doing), I won't loose much crap. Yayyy.
Eh... what else, what else... Oh! I took the PSATs today. My inner Toby-ness did very well on the verbal sections, particularly with grammar/sentence structure. Now all I need is an inner John Nash or somebody to take over during the math sections, which I am notoriously slow at (during sophomore testing last year, I was the last person to finish (math was the last section), and was largely credited with "holding everybody else up". Which is ridiculous, really, because they had to keep us all all in our testing rooms till a specific time anyway, and if I hadn't finished by dismissal time, I would have had to give in my test unfinished, and therefore not hold anyone up at all.) But anyway. PSATS. Cool. I'm probably the only person in the world who finds standardized testing fun. Yes, even on a Saturday morning at 7:15. I'm odd in that way. (And many other ways as well, of course.)