rosa_acicularis: (sycorax rhapsody)


And that's all I have to say about that.
rosa_acicularis: (fozzie bear)
1. Watched Sherlock last night. I am: as desperately in love with Martin Freeman as ever, simultaneously creeped out and enthralled by  Sherlock himself, and annoyed with Moffat for a) being occasionally completely amazing, b) being occasionally completely infuriating, and c) DISTRACTING ME FROM BOTH THESE QUALITIES BY STEALING FROM HIS OWN DAMN SCRIPTS. AGAIN. And Princess Bride, but that's a rant for another entry.

2. Will probably see Inception for the fourth (4th) time tomorrow, officially making me the craziest crazy in the bunch. (In my defense, I've only actually paid for the movie myself once. As if this makes me somehow less nutty.) The awesomeness of that movie increases tenfold every time you watch it. True story.

3. As you may or may not know, I live in fear of meeting famous people I admire (see: the time I met Laurie R. King/Alice Hoffman/Henry Winkler and shamed myself and my ancestors through sheer dorkitudinal enthusiasm) but I work in a fairly swank store in a city that's seeing more and more action of the filmic sort, so I was somewhat prepared when I met GINA FREAKIN' BELLMAN yesterday. I kept my insanity under control until I was ringing her up, and then I said, "Sorry, I don't mean to be obnoxious, but I'm a huge Leverage fan." She just sort of blinked at me, Britishly, and said, "That's nice. We're almost done filming." And I said: "Cool." And then we talked about organic cotton baby carriers.

I did not ask her if she thought Stephen Moffat was a misogynist, but it did occur to me.

4. Will someone please throw things at my head until I finish this fic? I have hit the Misery Point. (Definition: The point at which a story, which was such a delight to begin, turns into actual work that requires actual effort. The Misery Point.)
rosa_acicularis: (red socks)
When you see this, post in your own journal with your favorite quote from The Princess Bride. Preferably not "As you wish" or the Inigo Montoya speech.

How could I possibly pick just one? Inconceivable.

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Count Rugen: (admiring his torture contraption) Beautiful isn't it? It took me half a lifetime to invent it. I'm sure you've discovered my deep and abiding interest in pain. Presently I'm writing the definitive work on the subject, so I want you to be totally honest with me on how the machine makes you feel. This being our first try, I'll use the lowest setting.

(Count Rugen activates the water powered torture machine. Westley writhes in great pain.)

As you know, the concept of the suction pump is centuries old. Really that's all this is except that instead of sucking water, I'm sucking life. I've just sucked one year of your life away. I might one day go as high as five, but I really don't know what that would do to you. So, let's just start with what we have. What did this do to you? Tell me. And remember, this is for posterity so be honest. How do you feel?

(Westley moans.)

Interesting.

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Prince Humperdink: She is alive, or was an hour ago. If she is otherwise when I find her I shall be very put out.

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Ah, the villains in this movie. I don't think they get enough love. 

(I am writing a new, very strange post-Journey's End fic. If there was ever any doubt that my muse was on crack, proof is forthcoming.)

rosa_acicularis: (tempest)
Like, now, please.

Still without wireless at the old homestead, and, after a month or so of deprivation, have been weaned from my addiction. No, really. I think that I may no longer be obsessed with Doctor Who

This is not an acceptable situation. )
rosa_acicularis: (dorothy)
Three, to be precise. And not one of them is over the age of ten.

Three of the girls that I watch regularly just saw the 1939 Wizard of Oz for the first time. Understandably, they were entirely enraptured. As I understand it, the post-viewing conversation went something like this:

rosa_acicularis: (it is on)
Here's a list of all 80 films that have won the Oscar for Best Picture. Bold the ones you've seen.

rosa_acicularis: (light up)
I am tipsy with pre-birthday booze, snuggled in an armchair by the wood stove (a wood stove in a log cabin, and a log cabin on the side of a mountain, a mountain under the stars), and I'm writing fan fic.

Life is really quite lovely, sometimes, isn't it?

Also, there's a little lost bat chirping in the eaves just over my head. I've got a butterfly net ready for when he emerges, and I shall return him to the night whence he came. "Be free, my cheeld-ren of the niiiight!"

*has seen Dracula a few too many times*

(I would continue by quoting that immortal (hee) line: "I never drink...wine."  However, given my current condition, that would be a patent untruth.)
rosa_acicularis: (in on this crews)
Rules:
1. Pick 15 of your favourite movies.
2. Go to IMDb and find a quote from each movie.
3. Post them here for everyone to guess.
4. Strike it out when someone guesses correctly, and put who guessed it and the movie.
5. NO GOOGLING/using IMDb search functions.
6. Post only one answer at a time, and allow ten minutes between answering. Any answers not meeting the time limit will be ignored. 

I'm going to be straight with y'all - my poor, bewildered, (still) slightly hungover mind cannot quite process the demands of rule number six. I think we'll muddle through nonetheless, don't you?

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