Vampires, dreams, Eastenders and RAW
Feb. 3rd, 2004 03:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
redfiona99In my on going attempt at avoiding doing work I'm supposed to be doing, I shall now discuss the only vampire film ever that isn't in the least bit scary,
Not that I didn't like it, it just wasn't scary.
And had plotholes of a size that I normally associate with wrestling. Like exactly why the Priest didn't just send Crow and his crew on a mission to Alaska until the deed was done rather than putting him in direct confrontation with Valek. And yes, I'm aware that that would mean no film, but it would make more sense.
Actually most of the film's nonsense parts had to do with the vampire aspect. Like the famous scene with the Valek and the rest of the Master Vampires rising out of the dirt, it was blatently in daylight. I know they had to shoot day for night (that phrase always makes me think of the Truffaut film) but could they make it less obvious. And quite how the inverted exorcism in Bezier ties in with Valek being set alight. Because the way they originally said it sounded like they took place in separate places, but later on it's the same place.
Or when Valek, after the ritual hasn't worked decides to hide in a garage with great, gaping holes in the room, and there's sun streaming in, but he doesn't combust until the roof falls down.
It didn't help that Valek himself looked like a McGann brother gone goth, or the guy out of the Israeli ice dance couple whose name escapes me right now, but is much scarier than Valek is, especially in the Paganini routine.
But the non-vampire bits were cool.
I loved the first priest. And most of the crew - and there was at least one you know, that guy there. Always keeps me happy.
The slicing in half was well done.
That has to be the most explicit shot of a guy going down on a girl not in a porn flick. And yes I realise that he's biting her thigh but the implication was obvious (and deliberate according to the director's commentary). And hee, her knickers match her top.
And the girl has to be naked and tied up why? Not that I'm complaining because the woman playing her has a very nice body, but no actual reason was ever given.
I loved the young priest. He was so sweet and naive. And had the most fantastic eyes, slightly green blue. He was more of a damsel in distress than the damsel. I mean how many times did he hit the dirt?!
Loved the scene with him and Crow in the vampire's nest. Although I want to know why he wandered out of the elevator? I mean at the beginning of the film he was such a by the rulebook sort of guy. Was it to prove his machoness to Crow or something?
Loved the way that for once the good guys took the sensible decision to walk away from the fight. And then when the vamps attacked at least the priest had the right idea and ran away.
I'd been spoiled for the twist of the cardinal being in league with the bad guys but I have to say it worked. And good reasoning for once. Valek's speech made no sense though.
I've already pointed out that the end fight was stupid, haven't I? Although I liked the way Valek's explosion was bigger than the rest.
The ending though, oh my word did the ending work. I mean I got sniffly over it. And then with the Spanish. It was heart-rending.
Because yes, I realise they're somewhat cardboard characters, but both Crow and Montoya are examples of the archetypes I was brought up with, plus James Woods is a master of layering a character (anyone who's seen Once Upon A Time In America will agree with me here I hope). Because yes, Jack Crow is a vicious bastard, but he's also a good friend, and they'd sneakily been lacing that in in little pieces so when the final wham hit, well it whammed like it should do.
Plus Montoya was doing that thing where he was half the way to crying. And he really didn't want to leave, but he didn't want the girl to get killed. Then the way Crow helped him into the truck...
So good.
Really whatever might be wrong with the rest of that film, it's more than redeemed by that scene.
Basically, it's a decent film that I would recommend for a couple of good scenes and one great scene.
General opinion is that its a misogynistic film because the only female characters are either hookers or vampires. Which is balderdash. Haven't the idiot critics considered that maybe the only women the characters know are vampires and hookers, because basically they're a drifting mercenary army. It's not the sort of lifestyle that lends itself to deep meaningful relationships, really how many women are going to go steady and/or marry a man who is never there, and has to deal with the threat of imminent death (his own or his collegues) every day? Very few, plus I'm betting the Vatican doesn't pay out a pension to widows.
Plus, I really wish some so called feminists would stop complaining about films, because there are more important battles to be won, like equal pay. Once we've got that sorted then there's time for pointlessness like criticising films.
Getting off my high horse now.
Other than that I had a really odd dream last night, possibly because I'd had a big dinner, I always get more vivid dreams after that.
I'd come back from somewhere to this big old house which was being used as some sort of artsy/craftsy/outdoor sports sort of place. My father (who looked nothing like my RL dad) had started it. I was supposed to be inheriting it but I was content to just let things carry on as they were and have fun playing around. There was a lot of green.
Anyway there was this woman who ran the place, and she wanted it for herself and her son. Who was a creep too. And she was making it plainly obvious that she didn't like me so I was being obnoxious back, hiding her handbag, taking her post-it notes and sticking them up all over the place. (Which I wouldn't do in real life)
Then there was the lad, who I'd known for years, like grown up with him, because his mother worked there. They were Irish, except he didn't have an accent. And he was lots of fun.
We ended up in Shanghai, except that it didn't look like Shanghai, it looked like one of those sets Man from U.N.C.L.E used to put up. And there was a picture of a cat in the yellow wall (which had a light blue stripe running around its middle) and I had to press it to get into somewhere.
I'd got whatever it was that I was looking for and went back. The lad was back from a funeral (I think it was his mother's because she was in the dream before and wasn't after that) and he didn't know what to do with himself, and I went to hug him. He said he didn't want anything like that (I'm presuming pity sex, the way he said it presumes it), and I said neither did I, then he let me hug him. Then we cried.
I basically wouldn't let go for the rest of the dream. Not because of 'OMG I need to touch him' or because I didn't know what to do, but because he was so warm and comforting. I think we did end up boyfriend and girlfriend but it was all strictly U rated, really, like not even kissing.
It turned out that if I got arrested and charged with something, I'd lose the inheritance, so the nasty woman was trying to find ways of getting me arrested. Then there was another guy who was neither entirely helping her or me and he was getting me into and out of trouble.
Me, and the lad, were in a shop talking to two of my real life friends (one of them looked like he did about five years ago, and the other one looked like he does now) and I accidentally shoplifted a Toblerone. (which is just about the only explicable part of the dream because there was a Toblerone in one of Mo's pictures.)
There was an underground train and Tom and Jerry and some shenanigans trying to get the Toblerone back to the shop, and there my memory kind of breaks down which is a shame because that was when I started winning.
The strange thing is I can't remember a thing about the lad's face but I can remember how warm and comforting he felt. I'm supposing my subconcious is trying to tell me something but I don't know what.
What else, hmm, well according to a friend, Dennis in Eastenders is going to turn out to be gay. Which would come under highly unlikely things like Casanova being outed by a historian. Because Dennis seems to chase after women (even the one who turned out to be his half-sister) with a distinct passion.
And, the icing on the cake is that they're apparently going to have Dirty Den being a-okay with this. Dirty Den, unreconstructed throwback to 1979, being okay with it. The illogic is great. Although if it does happen (which I doubt) I'd love to see that conversation.
The most troubling thing about it would be that it means the Eastenders scriptwriters would have been reading my mind. A couple of days ago, Andy (who was married to Kat Slater - I think) had resurfaced on the run from someone and Sam Mitchell gave him somewhere to stay (and a bit more). The Mitchells had been drawing up battle-lines against the Watts' for some time now (involving firebombing, pubs, clubs, putting people in jail and random acts of violence) [I think Den took Lisa's (Phil Mitchell's ex-wife's] side in a dispute against Sam Mitchell (Sister of the aforementioned Phil) and it's all escalated from there.] Personally I don't think the Mitchell's know what to do if they're not drawing battlelines against someone.
Anyway, Nisha said this was bound to turn into Romeo and Juliet somewhere along the line. She pegged Dennis and Sam for the star-crossed couple. Utterly unbidden into my mind came the thought that Andy and Dennis would make a far hotter couple. Because yikes, they're both good looking men. Actually neither of them are classically pretty, they're both more in the roguish charm category.
Admittedly how ever nice the mental pictures are (and since I probably won't be able to get decent pictures, the mental picture is really nice) it's not going to happen. No mainstream programme with half a brain would do that because of the ratings. It'll probably be given to someone else on the show, maybe one of the new family since they haven't had a juicy storyline yet (plus one of the men in it, is the cutest person on the show = admittedly everyone else thinks I'm crazy but what's new?)
RAW
Very good.
What a start though. Jericho being all face Jericho again (the signs are all there, blond, no beard, being nice about the city they're in) and demanding a world title match. And then he mentioned the asshole chants, oh yep he's definitely become a good guy again. And then Bischoff sinking to new depths - Kane v Trish what was he thinking.
Jericho was so sweet and "Oh no don't do that."
And in return he gets a 3 on 2 match.
Finally Flair has a decent robe. (Sorry I don't like the orange one)
Don't break Jericho like that Batista, or I will be forced to call you Dave ('tis a harsh threat). BTW was Jericho actually knocked for six or is he a far better actor than even I give him credit for?
On that tip, did Batista hurt his leg at the Rumble?
And Evolution cheat to win. As per usual.
Why was Flair hugging whichever Hebner? And is Batista alright?
Dude, who forgot to switch Orton's coffee to decaf this week because he was very grrrr.
What did Jericho say in reply to Trish? It's just that Zed came in right then and I couldn't hear either that or Christian's bit, and I promised Chris + Trish to Missy. Fate is conspiring against me on that point.
Women's match - once again, the girls bring the Beaumont boys into the room. That and Zed, whose arrival does tend to preceed that of that guy. Not that Zed in and of himself isn't fantastic because hey, nice to meet another fan in the place.
I want Lita's shirt, but I hope they do a long sleeve version because my arms are in no fit state.
General consensus is that Victoria's theme is bad - I like it but the people have spoken. Then again the people don't like Molly and Jazz so they're obviously idiots. Best bits - Zed constantly shouting 'look at that ass, it's massive' whenever Jazz appeared on screen, Rich complaining about Molly and Jazz being too manly.
And Stevie's a darling.
Lots of shouting and squeaking during HHH, HBK and their special guest. I finally got to shriek about Benoit. Now lets see if he can win at Wrestlemania (reasons I love Benoit, he's good enough that I can be totally fangirlly without seeming silly). And Hunter if you haven't got it yet, you and Shawn, you're a forever and ever proposition.
Is HHH growing his beard back? Hallelujah and saints be praised. Although that does mean I need a new suspect for the razor theft that can be the only explanation for the face fuzz residing on D'Von and Goldberg's chins. I suggest Jericho since he's got thankfully less hairstute recently.
I've realised I don't give a monkey's who has the belt going into WM so long as Benoit has it going out.
Just caught a clip of the RR, bye bye Spike. And bye bye the other Dudleys. Liking the Taker promo, especially the snakes. Kane's a far better actor than people give him credit for, because that was a good worried and confused he was doing.
And that was pretty much it because the Duty Subwarden kicked me out. Silly licensing laws.
So much fun.
Not that I didn't like it, it just wasn't scary.
And had plotholes of a size that I normally associate with wrestling. Like exactly why the Priest didn't just send Crow and his crew on a mission to Alaska until the deed was done rather than putting him in direct confrontation with Valek. And yes, I'm aware that that would mean no film, but it would make more sense.
Actually most of the film's nonsense parts had to do with the vampire aspect. Like the famous scene with the Valek and the rest of the Master Vampires rising out of the dirt, it was blatently in daylight. I know they had to shoot day for night (that phrase always makes me think of the Truffaut film) but could they make it less obvious. And quite how the inverted exorcism in Bezier ties in with Valek being set alight. Because the way they originally said it sounded like they took place in separate places, but later on it's the same place.
Or when Valek, after the ritual hasn't worked decides to hide in a garage with great, gaping holes in the room, and there's sun streaming in, but he doesn't combust until the roof falls down.
It didn't help that Valek himself looked like a McGann brother gone goth, or the guy out of the Israeli ice dance couple whose name escapes me right now, but is much scarier than Valek is, especially in the Paganini routine.
But the non-vampire bits were cool.
I loved the first priest. And most of the crew - and there was at least one you know, that guy there. Always keeps me happy.
The slicing in half was well done.
That has to be the most explicit shot of a guy going down on a girl not in a porn flick. And yes I realise that he's biting her thigh but the implication was obvious (and deliberate according to the director's commentary). And hee, her knickers match her top.
And the girl has to be naked and tied up why? Not that I'm complaining because the woman playing her has a very nice body, but no actual reason was ever given.
I loved the young priest. He was so sweet and naive. And had the most fantastic eyes, slightly green blue. He was more of a damsel in distress than the damsel. I mean how many times did he hit the dirt?!
Loved the scene with him and Crow in the vampire's nest. Although I want to know why he wandered out of the elevator? I mean at the beginning of the film he was such a by the rulebook sort of guy. Was it to prove his machoness to Crow or something?
Loved the way that for once the good guys took the sensible decision to walk away from the fight. And then when the vamps attacked at least the priest had the right idea and ran away.
I'd been spoiled for the twist of the cardinal being in league with the bad guys but I have to say it worked. And good reasoning for once. Valek's speech made no sense though.
I've already pointed out that the end fight was stupid, haven't I? Although I liked the way Valek's explosion was bigger than the rest.
The ending though, oh my word did the ending work. I mean I got sniffly over it. And then with the Spanish. It was heart-rending.
Because yes, I realise they're somewhat cardboard characters, but both Crow and Montoya are examples of the archetypes I was brought up with, plus James Woods is a master of layering a character (anyone who's seen Once Upon A Time In America will agree with me here I hope). Because yes, Jack Crow is a vicious bastard, but he's also a good friend, and they'd sneakily been lacing that in in little pieces so when the final wham hit, well it whammed like it should do.
Plus Montoya was doing that thing where he was half the way to crying. And he really didn't want to leave, but he didn't want the girl to get killed. Then the way Crow helped him into the truck...
So good.
Really whatever might be wrong with the rest of that film, it's more than redeemed by that scene.
Basically, it's a decent film that I would recommend for a couple of good scenes and one great scene.
General opinion is that its a misogynistic film because the only female characters are either hookers or vampires. Which is balderdash. Haven't the idiot critics considered that maybe the only women the characters know are vampires and hookers, because basically they're a drifting mercenary army. It's not the sort of lifestyle that lends itself to deep meaningful relationships, really how many women are going to go steady and/or marry a man who is never there, and has to deal with the threat of imminent death (his own or his collegues) every day? Very few, plus I'm betting the Vatican doesn't pay out a pension to widows.
Plus, I really wish some so called feminists would stop complaining about films, because there are more important battles to be won, like equal pay. Once we've got that sorted then there's time for pointlessness like criticising films.
Getting off my high horse now.
Other than that I had a really odd dream last night, possibly because I'd had a big dinner, I always get more vivid dreams after that.
I'd come back from somewhere to this big old house which was being used as some sort of artsy/craftsy/outdoor sports sort of place. My father (who looked nothing like my RL dad) had started it. I was supposed to be inheriting it but I was content to just let things carry on as they were and have fun playing around. There was a lot of green.
Anyway there was this woman who ran the place, and she wanted it for herself and her son. Who was a creep too. And she was making it plainly obvious that she didn't like me so I was being obnoxious back, hiding her handbag, taking her post-it notes and sticking them up all over the place. (Which I wouldn't do in real life)
Then there was the lad, who I'd known for years, like grown up with him, because his mother worked there. They were Irish, except he didn't have an accent. And he was lots of fun.
We ended up in Shanghai, except that it didn't look like Shanghai, it looked like one of those sets Man from U.N.C.L.E used to put up. And there was a picture of a cat in the yellow wall (which had a light blue stripe running around its middle) and I had to press it to get into somewhere.
I'd got whatever it was that I was looking for and went back. The lad was back from a funeral (I think it was his mother's because she was in the dream before and wasn't after that) and he didn't know what to do with himself, and I went to hug him. He said he didn't want anything like that (I'm presuming pity sex, the way he said it presumes it), and I said neither did I, then he let me hug him. Then we cried.
I basically wouldn't let go for the rest of the dream. Not because of 'OMG I need to touch him' or because I didn't know what to do, but because he was so warm and comforting. I think we did end up boyfriend and girlfriend but it was all strictly U rated, really, like not even kissing.
It turned out that if I got arrested and charged with something, I'd lose the inheritance, so the nasty woman was trying to find ways of getting me arrested. Then there was another guy who was neither entirely helping her or me and he was getting me into and out of trouble.
Me, and the lad, were in a shop talking to two of my real life friends (one of them looked like he did about five years ago, and the other one looked like he does now) and I accidentally shoplifted a Toblerone. (which is just about the only explicable part of the dream because there was a Toblerone in one of Mo's pictures.)
There was an underground train and Tom and Jerry and some shenanigans trying to get the Toblerone back to the shop, and there my memory kind of breaks down which is a shame because that was when I started winning.
The strange thing is I can't remember a thing about the lad's face but I can remember how warm and comforting he felt. I'm supposing my subconcious is trying to tell me something but I don't know what.
What else, hmm, well according to a friend, Dennis in Eastenders is going to turn out to be gay. Which would come under highly unlikely things like Casanova being outed by a historian. Because Dennis seems to chase after women (even the one who turned out to be his half-sister) with a distinct passion.
And, the icing on the cake is that they're apparently going to have Dirty Den being a-okay with this. Dirty Den, unreconstructed throwback to 1979, being okay with it. The illogic is great. Although if it does happen (which I doubt) I'd love to see that conversation.
The most troubling thing about it would be that it means the Eastenders scriptwriters would have been reading my mind. A couple of days ago, Andy (who was married to Kat Slater - I think) had resurfaced on the run from someone and Sam Mitchell gave him somewhere to stay (and a bit more). The Mitchells had been drawing up battle-lines against the Watts' for some time now (involving firebombing, pubs, clubs, putting people in jail and random acts of violence) [I think Den took Lisa's (Phil Mitchell's ex-wife's] side in a dispute against Sam Mitchell (Sister of the aforementioned Phil) and it's all escalated from there.] Personally I don't think the Mitchell's know what to do if they're not drawing battlelines against someone.
Anyway, Nisha said this was bound to turn into Romeo and Juliet somewhere along the line. She pegged Dennis and Sam for the star-crossed couple. Utterly unbidden into my mind came the thought that Andy and Dennis would make a far hotter couple. Because yikes, they're both good looking men. Actually neither of them are classically pretty, they're both more in the roguish charm category.
Admittedly how ever nice the mental pictures are (and since I probably won't be able to get decent pictures, the mental picture is really nice) it's not going to happen. No mainstream programme with half a brain would do that because of the ratings. It'll probably be given to someone else on the show, maybe one of the new family since they haven't had a juicy storyline yet (plus one of the men in it, is the cutest person on the show = admittedly everyone else thinks I'm crazy but what's new?)
RAW
Very good.
What a start though. Jericho being all face Jericho again (the signs are all there, blond, no beard, being nice about the city they're in) and demanding a world title match. And then he mentioned the asshole chants, oh yep he's definitely become a good guy again. And then Bischoff sinking to new depths - Kane v Trish what was he thinking.
Jericho was so sweet and "Oh no don't do that."
And in return he gets a 3 on 2 match.
Finally Flair has a decent robe. (Sorry I don't like the orange one)
Don't break Jericho like that Batista, or I will be forced to call you Dave ('tis a harsh threat). BTW was Jericho actually knocked for six or is he a far better actor than even I give him credit for?
On that tip, did Batista hurt his leg at the Rumble?
And Evolution cheat to win. As per usual.
Why was Flair hugging whichever Hebner? And is Batista alright?
Dude, who forgot to switch Orton's coffee to decaf this week because he was very grrrr.
What did Jericho say in reply to Trish? It's just that Zed came in right then and I couldn't hear either that or Christian's bit, and I promised Chris + Trish to Missy. Fate is conspiring against me on that point.
Women's match - once again, the girls bring the Beaumont boys into the room. That and Zed, whose arrival does tend to preceed that of that guy. Not that Zed in and of himself isn't fantastic because hey, nice to meet another fan in the place.
I want Lita's shirt, but I hope they do a long sleeve version because my arms are in no fit state.
General consensus is that Victoria's theme is bad - I like it but the people have spoken. Then again the people don't like Molly and Jazz so they're obviously idiots. Best bits - Zed constantly shouting 'look at that ass, it's massive' whenever Jazz appeared on screen, Rich complaining about Molly and Jazz being too manly.
And Stevie's a darling.
Lots of shouting and squeaking during HHH, HBK and their special guest. I finally got to shriek about Benoit. Now lets see if he can win at Wrestlemania (reasons I love Benoit, he's good enough that I can be totally fangirlly without seeming silly). And Hunter if you haven't got it yet, you and Shawn, you're a forever and ever proposition.
Is HHH growing his beard back? Hallelujah and saints be praised. Although that does mean I need a new suspect for the razor theft that can be the only explanation for the face fuzz residing on D'Von and Goldberg's chins. I suggest Jericho since he's got thankfully less hairstute recently.
I've realised I don't give a monkey's who has the belt going into WM so long as Benoit has it going out.
Just caught a clip of the RR, bye bye Spike. And bye bye the other Dudleys. Liking the Taker promo, especially the snakes. Kane's a far better actor than people give him credit for, because that was a good worried and confused he was doing.
And that was pretty much it because the Duty Subwarden kicked me out. Silly licensing laws.
So much fun.
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