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the two towers

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midnight premiere. super-fiend fanatics all around. it’s the best way to see these things. now then what can i say?… seriously do not continue reading this if you don’t want spoilers, ok?

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#1 bad things. (to get them out of the way.)

tedious fight scenes.

lots of walking

it was just like the boring-ness which is reading the middle book. well really all of the books. isn’t that fucking sad? i mean…maybe this is a good point to the die-hard fans who will be pissed at all the other liberties taken by this second movie. but maybe they would just be bored too. but maybe al the fighting scenes will call to mind things like world war II and freedom and liberty and things that tolkein was actually concerned about at the time. or maybe they’ll just be lots of headless things and ladders being flung and urukhai being all groany and hollery and really kind of funny in a hackneyed embarrassing sort of attempt at horror on what looked like a low budget at times. cheese dood. cheese.

it was like….the first one was GOOD, right? like…it was serious and magical and real and true. and this second one is more….cheese. like….serious cheese. as if they couldn’t quite hold together their subject matter and they became too interested in playing up certain characters to the detriment of others (ie unintentional humor employed by golum, intentional though…sometimes misplaced humor by sam, aragorn, gimli) as opposed to the seriousness of the quest and the battle for middle-earth. (don’t get me wrong i fucking enjoyed the humor, i’m just saying it didn’t quite fit in.) mainly what it did was bring the movie down to being a…parody sort of. a parody of tolkien’s work. like they thought, “now we have established ourselves with FOTR, now we can putz around a little and enjoy ourselves and have choppy editing and make some crude jokes and have some laughs at the expense of following up a really good movie with a not so good movie.” a damn shame is what it was.

the ents were too physically short (kristen pointed this one out as a flaw. but maybe it’s more of a personal vision flaw than a real flaw, because otherwise the ents were pretty great. well…ok i thought they would be fatter too. and maybe speak slower. and…have more screen time. but they were pretty boring when not stepping on evil minions so whatever.)

frodo and the ring (the main fucking character here people–the ring, not frodo. fuck frodo, cute though he may be. fucking hobbit. practically a midget.) was in the movie about maybe a total of 30 minutes. that’s kind of unacceptable. following the plot of the horse-lords, all well and good. the fucking touchy-feely bullshit with those 2 kids and their mom? totally unnecessary. i mean, they wanted me to be all in touch with their spirit or her maternal instinct or something but really i was just like, “who the fuck cares!? get off the screen!” maybe those ones were HIS (peter jackson) kids? i know they were both in there somewhere. their fighting tactics in the helm’s deep battle sequence? equally shitty. i mean, maybe that was in the books too and maybe i’ve forgotten how horribly they fought, but still. did they need to wait that long to shoot arrows? no. did they need to be such wussies about pushing the ladders off? no. did they need to have only like 15 people left at the very end out of the hundreds they started out with? no. it was silly. and the lack of what’s her name fighting? what’s up with that? she was supposed to fight some i thought. although i don’t think she did in the book….not yet at any rate.

not that i can pinpoint all that many examples but it seemed as if the liberties taken in this movie was far more gross than anything done in the first one. they cut out tons of shit, which fine, they had to make it shorter. and they added the stuff with arwen, which yeah is culled from the appendix/short story tolkien wrote about their doomed love, so fine whatever. but there was a lot of ent stuff cut out. and a lot of faramir stuff cut out. and some of the things they did with aragorn (fell off the cliff? did that really happen?) seemed faked.

but let’s be the honest the spirit of the books is still primarily maintained. and on to the good things.

fucking schizophrenic golum was BRILLIANT. at first i was like, “ah man. stupid cg effects. shitty face with those big eyeballs all gross and the comb over and ew butt crack.” but then later on when he does the first major scene by himself where he talks to the evil golum and says, “goes away and never comes back!” and the little face saying, “no.” and the bad face saying, “kills them! tricksy!” “master is our friends.” oh man. shit he was awesome. and it’s sad, as kristen commented, that the cg character stole the fucking show. but you know what, he was just GOOD. the acting was seamless. and the facial expressions grow on you like a foot disease blanket. splendid.

the boys were in fine form with their little jokes and their battle counts and legolas got all the good special effect moves, the jumping on the horse while it was running, the sliding down a stairway on a shield while shooting like 10 urukhai. he was amazing. now if only he didn’t have that hair…. aragorn’s sly smile was a sight to see after the aloof unapproachable he played in the first one. apparently the human love interest is good to him. though i still like arwen a damn lot.

gandalf seemed sadly lacking in the screen time, but acquitted himself well whenever he was there.

watching ents squish people and bang their heads together and kick them like footballs was fun.

elijah wood’s acting, i thought, was GREAT. but i know not everybody thinks that.

the sweeping vista scenes are still gorgeous, though getting a little old at this point and tiresome like the walking. oh man i slipped back into bad. so i think it’s time to conclude.

the two towers is not as good, in my opinion, as the fellowship. i have high hopes though that the return of the king will out surpass them both. since really let’s be honest the only actually good part about reading the books is the last 15 pages of the third one and you know what that means…the third movie will have the best last hour out of all three. i am impatient to see more of gondor, more of frodo, more of mordor, more of legolas, more of golum, and more of osgiliath. i think that the two towers is GOOD. technically it doesn’t seem as proficient, the propensity for battle scenes in place of more story was disappointing, but overall it’s good. the humor moments offset the darkness well. the acting is superb on all parts, (although gimli was a little overplayed at times.) i will probably see it at least one more time while it’s in the theatres. and i am soooo happy that i went and saw it at midnight because it’s always so much fun to see it first. and it made me all happy and now we shall see how long that happiness last. i give myself till about 7pm before i pass out. =)

another review.

a really good review.

official site.

andy serkis’ (who plays golum) webpage.

picture of merry and pippin at the premiere. ha ha!

ho-ho-oh. hello mr orlando bloom/legolas.

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and with a name like nolan…

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frantic shrieking! this is totally absurd but i am nervous over the fact that this guy named nolan from this hotel that i have to keep using for conferences is coming over this afternoon to give us christmas cookies for being such great customers. nolan! bwah! it’s absurd. who’s named that? it’s so great! and i’m visibly agitated. on the phone when he was asking if we would be around today and if he could drop some off while he is out and about dropping others off, my voice kept going up and up in kind of a questioning disbelief that someone was actually going to deliver cookies TO me. that’s never happened before. and i got off the phone and sat here for a minute before standing up to discuss over the cubicle wall (speak thru my cranny chink) the fact that cookies were en route with katie, who was equally surprised though very suspicious about how many cookies we would get. greedy. (no, not really).

see the thing is. i am easily fascinated by things sometimes. before going to college i was completely intrigued by the name sam macintosh. but thank god i got over that damn quick. (jab erica. [sorry].) and now. nolan treadway. plagued by curiosity. but i don’t think i am prepared to MEET object of said fantasy. it’s always a disappointment. always. then again at least it will be a disappointment tempered by cookies. maybe they’ll even come in a pretty box. bright side.

updates on the hour as to how he hasn’t come yet will be forthcoming.

why didn’t i dress better today? at least i brushed my hair. why am i such a spaz? spazity spaz.

in other news. i got tickets to the midnight premiere of LOTR. i am sooo excited! and so pre-spaz as i am spazzy in all aspects of my life.

and you know what’s a treat? forcing the birthday girl (jolie) to take to the stage of a drag queen christmas show, put on a wig and feather boa, and lip-sync to ‘ru paul the red nosed reindeer.” sadly she did not win the plastic tiara. but a damn fine show it was all the same. now if only the cable for my digital camera would work (yes gene, it was right there the whole time. but you know what? erica-shaped pipe cleaners are still going to float).

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fruits basket

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this weekend…,well just sunday, i watched an entire anime series called fruits basket. yes. fruits basket. not sure why. well i know why it’s called that (and trust me the reason is perhaps dumber than the name itself), i am not, however, sure why i watched 26 episodes in one fucking day. or why near the end i started talking to myself, the cat, the television. exhaustion. lack of food. lack of sleep. it wasn’t pretty. what WAS pretty were the anime boys. ha! you knew i was going to get to them and my new fervent crushes on each one of the little emotionally scarred 2-d cuties. cutiiieesss….

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it was all in all a relatively good show actually. i mean. the plot was well thought out. oh god. i just said that. let me explain something here. the plot was based around this household of three men who, when they are hugged by a girl, turn into one of the 12 animals of the zodiac calender. you can imagine the amount of times the girl had to accidentally trip in order to provide some humorous gag moments. because of course it was a secret from other people. and they would have to cover up really quickly the fact that there was a pile of clothes on the floor and a mouse running across the parquet.

the girl was kind of dim really but always had these holy moments where she would impart some sage wisdom and the males would begin to accept themselves instead of loathing their demon zodiac curse. there were girls cursed too and they had to hug boys to turn. there was a moment with the mailman… anyway. but basically it was a semi-love triangle (undeclared and undecisive) between the main (non-cursed) girl and two of the cursed boys. it was cute. it was sweet. sometimes sappily. but still. and i enjoyed it, i did.

the artwork was standard, though they did some interpsersions of rough sketches which were interesting along with some tv wave patterns every so often to give mystical height or notice. and once there was a scene where there was a train with real people getting off and 4 anime characters in their midst which looked cool. and althogh i know this makes me a dork. in a couple of episodes there were moments when the animation continuity was imterrupted by a misplaced cell. so there would be a fraction of a second where a different image would flash by and with the technological wonder of dvd i could pause fast forward to check and look at how the image was moved slightly to the left so that part of the previous cell was included on one side and the new one on the majority of the screen creating a juxtaposition that lurked at the corners of the eye if you were watching normal speed very closely. in one of these. the characters switched sides entirely and there was this fucking scary shadow figure in the trees on the right side. i stopped pause ffwarding after that.

the reason i found this wacky series in the first place was because i was searching on news of the licensing of ‘one piece’ (jacob). they are both distributed by the same company (funimation. cause it’s so fun.) and although one piece isn’t out yet, soon maybe. i know you wanted to see more of it. wacky stretchy pirates. i also got all of FLCL which maybe i will watch today. (it’s only 6 episodes.) but i am so fucking excited. it’s by GAINAX who did neon genesis evangelion and also kare kano. both exceptional artwork and story. and FLCL is fucking brilliant and frenetic. (or at least the first 4 episodes which i have seen are.)

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warren, nj

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after half an hour spent online researching warren, nj with jason, my thrill at being able to go there in april for a whole week to visit him is even more intense. ah warren, nj, could you be any more splendid? let me enumerate the reasons for my high esteem.

#1:

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doesn’t it look delightful?

#2

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that is a carefully constructed model if ever i saw one. i’m going to be the size of an ANT while i’m there.

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spooky doll house cemetary. (bastards! it doesn’t retain the integrity of the link. so you have to go to articles and then it’s linked in fall 1997)

let me illustrate a few passages for your reading pleasure, though i do recommend reading the whole article. (ok i have pretty much now included the whole article, so really you don’t have to go read it at all.)

“Times change, they say, but little Lizzie Eckel’s grave in the Coontown Congregational Church cemetery looks as it did 66 years ago when her parents buried her there at the age of 12.

“Coontown, a part of Warren Township, took its name from the family of early settlers named Coon. In early times it was a flourishing community in its own right and boasted a distillery, blacksmith shop, general store and a coat factory.”

you don’t say.

“Lizzie’s mother was the daughter of the late Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Finger”

choked laughter gasp.

“High on a hillside in a Warren Township churchyard cemetery sits a small green and white doll house containing the cherished toys of a little girl. Thanks to Mrs. William Seiler of Plainfield, the house and its contents look as bright and new as they did on Jan. 27, 1882

“That was the day when heartbroken Mr. & Mrs. Emmanuel Eckel buried their lovely little daughter, 12-year-old Lizzie. On the grave they placed Lizzie’s playthings — the doll house containing a pink-cheeked china doll, a tea set of English Davenport china and a doll-sized hutch table.”

ok. creepy.

“Mr. Freiday, whose property adjoins the cemetery, repaired and painted the sides of the doll house which are made of window sash. He also cleaned the inside, Several years later he again repaired and painted the house.

“About three years ago Clarence Scheurman of Green Brook Township renovated and painted the house taking particular pains to use all original materials.

“Sixty-six years ago, as now, little Lizzie’s favorite doll dressed in Victorian style presided over a tea table with a complete miniature tea set. Time took its toll of the doll’s dress until three years ago it was in tatters.

“The Mrs. Edith Conklin of Middlesex Boro and a member of the …church, took the doll from its house to find that it also needed a new covering for its body. Mrs. Conklin used the original straw stuffing and the China head and hands. She used the old dress for a pattern and, after several months, matched the original material and made a replica of the original dress – a blue and white dotted chambray with lace at the neck and sleeves. She also made new white lawn pantaloons.”

are these people not seeking GAINFUL employment?

“I took the house to a carpenter and the doll to a doll hospital.” ….. “said the handsome widow”

oh yeah? handsome is as handsome does, you know.

“In the spring the little house gets a cleaning and Little Lizzie gets dolled up for Memorial Day. Mrs. Seiler dresses the doll in a white embroidered Swiss organdy dress of the fashion of the Victorian era. That’s the doll’s summer outfit.

“When winter cleaning time comes around, usually in the beginning of December, Mrs. Seiler dresses Little Lizzie in a white woolen Little Red Riding Hood outfit.”

the *handsome widow* also gets a sick pleasure out of undressing the doll and fondling her weather-worsened visage.

“Last year…Mrs. Prud’homme sent Mrs. Seiler a tinted miniature picture of Lizzie Eckel. Looking out from the frame is a grave-faced little girl with chestnut ringlets cascading over her shoulders. She wears a blue silk dress and high button shoes.”

spooky! spooky!

“Members of the congregation and others continued to care for Lizzie Eckel’s doll house until 1973 when a cretin took the doll house and its contents from the cemetery. Several days later the house and some of the dishes turned up in a field in Martinsville, obviously tossed there by whoever stole them. The doll and most of the furniture were missing. The remains of the doll house and its contents were never returned to the grave.”

the end. the fucking freak-ass small town doll house cemetary cretin destruction end. notice how the cretin does not get an adjective such as “handsome” this is because he is the BAD guy.

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on the bright side. there are the wittmans. unless they’re dead now. (articles: spring 94 about “everybody knew everybody in the good old days.)

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most exciting tourist attraction: THE EGG-O-MAT. i can hardly wait! (articles: fall 1990, “One of a number of Jewish egg producers in postwar Warren, the Epsteins sold eggs from a stand in front of their house, then installed the Egg-O-Mat in the early l950s to accommodate their many customers who needed eggs on weekends and evenings when the stand was closed and no stores were open.” egg-o-mat! eggs whenever you want them and you don’t own chickens of your own and from jews no less!)

#70billion

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weio-weio-weio! whee!! choo-choo!!

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gay! wet dream!

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(to continue the gayness discussion….)

a certain miss jenny nessel sent me this test to take:

how gay are you?

i am only 45% gay. sigh. i expected to be gayer. this is the picture i got when i reached my percentage score:

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so apparently i am also a gay cripple.

erica: question to look forward to equals #62. SQUISHY BOOBS!

i put my fuk_o email address in, so if you want to compare at the end that’s what it is and you can see how likely at that point it is that i’ve had a wet dream about you. jenny has a 12% probability of having had a wet dream about ME. i am pleased by this and am curious as to what my %age is for having had one about her. mainly due to the suspicious fact that i HAVE had a dream about jenny with illicit sexual behaviors going on. sick i know (not because of the gayness but because of the friendness). but what can you do? she’s a pretty girl. hmm who else have i had sex fantasies about…? don’t say erica. because even though there is the porn, i’ve never actually wanted to sleep with erica. sorry erica. mash the mammaries, yes. have sex with, no. but i think i will refrain from naming any more names because this is just wrong. oh so wrong. but take the test. i will compare my wet dream probabilities. it’ll be fun for all.

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two towers

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i know this is a long shot, but is anybody interested in seeing the midnight premiere of the two towers in phill on tuesday night? whomever can crash at my house if necessary. there’s beds. there’s my bed. leer leer. i could prostitute myself out for willing fellows to join me in seeing what is bound to be a fucking fantastic film. there might be some vaguely illegal activities to participate in before or afterhand with me as well….(it’s a secret or i would tell you more. shush nuala.)

lemme know.

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cherry

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some time later while michele and long-hai were browsing crate and barrel (crate? or barrel? crate? barrel? table leg?)……

“ahhhhh!!! i have to buy that for nuala!”

“wHy?!” (in tones of rampant disgust)

“well…cause her nickname is ducky. and will you LOOK at that thing?”

a pause for studied reflection.

“well considering that this tag here actually proclaims the many uses of filbur the duck clock and one of them is, ‘filbur can be used as a storage shelf too!’ maybe you SHOULD buy it.”

“hwee! shelf-bill! shelf-bill!”

“and it’s only $19.95. a small price to pay for nuala’s joy, right?”

“oh god what are you saying? she’d kill me if i got her that.”

“what? you were the one who wanted to buy it.”

“well but….she’d HATE it. she’d never put it up and she would think it’s hideous. it IS hideous. besides there’s none here to buy. they’re just on display. oo look make-up in a paint can!”

“you could ask someone where some are.”

“mmm complete makeover in a paint can.”

“all right i’m asking.”

“goddammit.”

even later (after buying the duckling filbur clock idea had been completely run roughshod over and dropped at the wayside.)

that isn’t very PC.”

“ey what?” me rubbernecking furiously to see what the hell he’s talking about.

“black waiter’s corkscrew.”

“oh man….”

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