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Jan. 13th, 2008 01:14 am( cuteness on our living room couch tonight )
Today was quite clearly ordained as movie day by the gods, as many of those were consumed today.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sundart and I finally went to see Sweeney Todd, which I thoroughly enjoyed, though it left me with a serious yen for a rewatch of Into the Woods. I must say, it is terrifyingly true how ...tight... Sasha Baron Cohen's blue pants are; he was giving Jareth the Goblin King a bit of a run for his money in terms of the must-stare-at-Area factor in a few shots. However, unlike most, I had no problem with any of the vocal performances, even Helena Bonham Carter's. Considering Sondheim is damned hard to sing on a good day for a professional I thought all of them, especially her, did a fabulous job - my one quibble is that the clearly Broadway caliber singers (Johanna, Toby) sounded out of place in the score compared to the rest... and the sound mix was so bombastic in places that it drowned out much of the actors' singing, but that just might have been the Cinefart sound system. But other than that, I thought it was well done. So much corn syrup was harmed in the making of this movie, oh gods.
After all and sundry had returned home from various post-movie wanderings, we watched Hairspray (the musical) withsydneycat and I singing along, cause, you know, we're dorks. And then sydneycat for some reason had me and sixswordsamurai sitting through the original Christopher Lee version of The Wicker Man. ZOMG, what was wrong with the 70s!? SO MANY BOOBIES. Wow. just... wow.
Other than that, my day was sorta long and meh. Been overthinking a lot. Thinking of throwing myself into teh productive for the remainder of tonight and some tomorrow to stave off the mopeys. And I have a driving lesson/practice to stress about tomorrow. *wibble*
Today was quite clearly ordained as movie day by the gods, as many of those were consumed today.
sundart and I finally went to see Sweeney Todd, which I thoroughly enjoyed, though it left me with a serious yen for a rewatch of Into the Woods. I must say, it is terrifyingly true how ...tight... Sasha Baron Cohen's blue pants are; he was giving Jareth the Goblin King a bit of a run for his money in terms of the must-stare-at-Area factor in a few shots. However, unlike most, I had no problem with any of the vocal performances, even Helena Bonham Carter's. Considering Sondheim is damned hard to sing on a good day for a professional I thought all of them, especially her, did a fabulous job - my one quibble is that the clearly Broadway caliber singers (Johanna, Toby) sounded out of place in the score compared to the rest... and the sound mix was so bombastic in places that it drowned out much of the actors' singing, but that just might have been the Cinefart sound system. But other than that, I thought it was well done. So much corn syrup was harmed in the making of this movie, oh gods.After all and sundry had returned home from various post-movie wanderings, we watched Hairspray (the musical) with
sydneycat and I singing along, cause, you know, we're dorks. And then sydneycat for some reason had me and sixswordsamurai sitting through the original Christopher Lee version of The Wicker Man. ZOMG, what was wrong with the 70s!? SO MANY BOOBIES. Wow. just... wow.Other than that, my day was sorta long and meh. Been overthinking a lot. Thinking of throwing myself into teh productive for the remainder of tonight and some tomorrow to stave off the mopeys. And I have a driving lesson/practice to stress about tomorrow. *wibble*
