Kissing Jessica Stein - wtf?

Fuck. Around the wedding scene I was thinking the movie would be a little bit too sugar sweet if it ended right there right then. But hell I would have prefered that – cause fuck...!
    Ok, you know how on Amazon they have all these lists that members have made, with – for example – "my favourite musicals", "greatest TV series boxsets" and "looking for lesbian films to watch?". Yeah, there are quite many lists with lesbian movies, and there are a few movies that tend to show up on most of them. One of these – and one of the only ones I hadn't seen to this morning – is Kissing Jessica Stein.
    Now, I always expected this one to be rather corny – probably one of those movies where you sit through two hours of waiting for the two girls to kiss, and finally in the last scene, they do. That's what I expected, and I honestly didn't feel like Kissing Jessica Stein was a movie I had to see. Well, I expected wrong – and this I realised almost immediately as I started watching. The characters where a lot more interesting than I thought they would be – actually, Jessica herself reminded me a lot of a girl I dated for a few months a while back – and the story wasn't quite so much an i-love-you-but-i-don't-wan't-to-be-gay story as I had imagined.
    So, I was happy with what I found. Girl hasn't dated in a while, doesn't like the men she does date, meets girl, likes girl, is a bit awkward but hey it's all cute and it all goes relatively well. Pretty much all through the movie. Yayness – right? Personally, I didn't use to be into the whole sweet-love-story-with-a-happy-ending thing, I don't really see myself as that person – but to be honest, I completely adore movies like But I'm A Cheerleader and Imagine Me & You. I need those unrealistic tales to give me hope yet make me feel depressed and lonely – and I trusted Kissing Jessica Stein to do that same thing for me! But oh my Joss did it disappoint me.
    When I say disappoint, I am obviously not talking about the actual movie as much as the ending. Turning Jessica straight was a bad idea – bad bad bad. And the ending just didn't make sense – what were they trying to say with this? This certainly wasn't the simplest way to end the movie, so they must have had some kind of point in doing so. Not only does the couple we have wooted for the entire movie not end up together – but our main character falls for the man she has been not interested in for years and years and years? Uh uh, bad decision.
    Again, I would have prefered it if they ended it after Jessica's brother's wedding – when everything was almost annoyingly sweet – 'cause basically... this was no fun.
    Yes I am being childish, but I really expected this to be a silly lesbian happy ending story – that's what I wanted to see... Ah well, I guess I'll have to rewatch Imagine Me & You for the tenth time then. See ya babes. Mhm.

We just never stop being fucking hilarious, do we?

I just never stops being funny, does it? I could mention something about kindergarten-behaviour and childishness, but it's not even that simple. We're doing a film course, and I've got 20 year old boys – uh, yes boys – in my class who can't stop giggling over words like "homodiegetisk" and "analeptisk" (Swedish words, mind you, but you get the associations).
    I know what you're going to say – they're insecure about their all sexuality, right? But no, it's not even that simple. They keep making gay-related joke after gay-related joke, and can't stop associating every single word to gay things, making every sentence "homo erotic" – but they keep stressing the fact that there's nothing wrong with being gay, and they aren't afraid to act in a way they themself think seems gay. If they were acting in an at all homophobic way, I would be offended and confront them about it, but they're just being kids. Though I can't but wonder – when will they stop?
    It is all fun up until some point. Hey even I can laugh about that stuff – even I? It's not like what they're talking about has got anything to do with me, I'm not a gay man, and they hardly ever mention gay girls, guess that's a whole different thing for guys.
    Yeah, as I said, it's all fun – or at least ok – up until a point. Then it just stops being fun. Or so I thought – apparently they don't think so though. At some point it starts becoming lame, at another point it's just pointless, and then, at the third point, it's just annoying. Come one, is this what it's going to be like all year? 'Cause in the end, this will be too much, and I'll just have to decide on ignoring the whole bunch of guys all together.
    I guess my conclusion is that, even though my classmates are all nice, funny and "gayfriendly" people – and even though I certainly am no gay man and their words don't hurt me the least – it will always bother me when people I normally like turn gays into something to laugh at. It can be funny, sure, everything is at times – but when gay people and "the gay lifestyle" become the only things you actually laugh at...? Nah, it just ain't cool no more, sorry guys...

Lars Winnerbäck

I don't go to concerts very frequently – I'm a poor student and I just don't have the money. However, about two years ago my friend had two tickets to Lars Winnerbäck, and she gave me one. Those of you who are not Swedes will not have heard about this man. He's awesome, trust me, but don't listen to him – he's a poet, his voice is nice and all, but what makes him great are the lyrics he writes, they are beautiful, and no translation could ever do them justice.
    Anyhow, this concert we went to. Two years ago. Started off with this tiny blonde Swedish girl, wearing a huge black hoodie – Anna Ternheim, her you should listen to though – singing her lovely and sort of sad songs, and then leaving the stage for Winnerbäck to enter. Now, this guy usually has his band with him (Hovet, heh), but this time he was all alone. We – as in the audience – were all sitting down all quiet (well ok not all quiet) listening to this rather scruffy looking man, on a chair with his guitar. Just. Singing.
    I have never cried that much in my life. Ever. And I'm not talking tiny tears in my eyes – I was crying like a baby, for two hours. Obviously there is a much longer story to why his music means so much to me, but that stuff is personal. Point is. I cried. So did my friend and most people in the room. So would a hell of a lot other people have done – including my dear sister Joamna – had they been there. Point is. This man touches people. In an almost creepy – but tey not creepy at all – way.
    So when Rakel – the friend who gave me the ticket that time – asks me in April if I want to go with her to see Lars Winnerbäck in Umeå in July, I said yes almost immediately – even though it cost crazy 350sek (which is a lot for a concert with a Swedish guy). Now, this time was something completely different. It was "Lars Winnerbäck och hovet", which means his band was there too. Which meant they played a lot of newer songs (that I don't know that well), and less sad songs and more like happy ones? But it also meant, way less crying and way more smiling like a maniac. Again – this guy's music makes me feel stuff, and these people, singing together like this, made me wish (again again again) that I belonged to the musical part of our family, and could sing or play any kind of instrument. If I did, me and Joamna would start a band almost as great as Tegan and Sara. Mhm.
    It is probably a good thing that I can't go to concerts too often; they tend to make me feel too much stuff, make me too emotional. That doesn't mean I'm not still annoyed that I missed Regina Spektor when she was in Stockholm in July, or Björk at Arvika a few years back – and if I had any chance of going to a Tegan and Sara concert, I would anything to be able to go... But, yeah, it's probably good that I can't go to concerts too often – 'cause just typing this, just listening to Winnerbäck, thinking about what it is like to see him live.. Well.. Yeah.. I have tears in my eyes...

The geekness of epo

It all started with a girl – doesn't it always? This girl though, was not someone I dated, not someone I had ever met, not even a celebrity – this girl was someone who posted on the same message board as me, and whom I happened to have a huge board crush on.
    This girl seemed to think exactly the way I did; she liked the same things I liked, had the same political opinions as well as philosophical ideas as I did – she was basically me. But a far cooler version of me. Which made me jealous and annoyed, yet very intrigued.
    This was the girl who told me to become a geek. Well, she didn't actually tell me personally, but she was the hugest geek you could imagine, that much I knew – and that was enough for me.
    Now, this was almost two years ago. My online crush ceased to exist about a year and a half ago – and I honestly haven't thought much about this girl since, but I never forgot about the things she (in one way or another) encouraged me to do. Um. Such as become a geek.

So here I am – 2.5 years after I discovered BtVS, 2 years after I got myself an online life and 1.5 years after I got over my insane board crush – as proud a geek as you can possibly be! This is something me and my sister have been working hard with – becoming geeks. Like, getting into the world of comics for example. Now, I don't actually know if this girl like/liked comics. She was a huge video game freak, but since I can't play videogames (I get super dizzy and sick), I am trying the comic thing instead. It's not going too great, I haven't fully got it yet, to be honest – and it's too darn expensive. (I know you can download a lot of comics, but it's just not as much fun to read it on the screen of my iBook as to actually get to turn the pages of a comic.)
    I guess all this is the explanation why my friend Towe is right now sitting across the table from me, drawing the comic I am writing. I guess "that girl" and that silly crush is the reason I am now an occationally semi-creative geek. So, thank you? Thank you silly board-crush and thank you BtVS and thank you sister Joamna =)

Joan's and Angela's Mothers and Families

Joan of Arcadia. This show drives me nuts. Completely. Before I started watching, I heard rumours that it was a bit similar to My So-Called Life, and it sure is. Don't get me wrong, My So-Called Life is way better as a TV show, and still one of my all time favourites, while this one is hardly on the top 10 list – but, they do drive me equally nuts.
    There is nothing that bugs me as much – on TV shows – as when parents get mad at their kids for something they were not in control of. Parents yelling at their kids; kids yelling at their parents; kids in the end giving up, saying they're sorry – and actually being sorry – even though they had every reason to do what they did, and couldn't possibly have done anything differently. What's up with punishing your kids? What's up with "grounding" teenagers? Who grounds adults, who punishes them when they mess up? Everybody messes up dammit, and everybody feels bad enough about it without having other people making them feel twice as bad. It just kills when kids/teenagers/whatever don't stand up to their parents even though they're right! I would never – not when I lived at home either – agreed that I had done something wrong if I hadn't. Some things are just not in your control, some things just happen without it being anyone's fault.

Now, Joan's parents are ok. Her dad does drive me nuts, I really can't stand him, to be honest – but he's got nothing on Angela's mom. Angela's mom (on My So-Called Life), is probably one of the most awful fictional characters every created. She isn't evil, she isn't even mean, she actually tries to do – and believes she is doing – the right thing. She thinks she is a good mother when she tries to control every little thing that goes on in her daughter's life – and that is what makes me sick. That makes her disgusting and Angela a chicken/a hero for not standing up to her, for still letting her into her life.
    The creepy thing is that this woman is a realistic character. There are probably thousands of mothers just like her, and they all believe they are good parents – hell there are probably teenages who think that those mothers are good parents!
    This makes me think of 7th Heaven. And I won't get started on that show – cause I honestly don't think I need to – but I know people (Swedes god damn it!) who are of the opinion that this is a perfect family. And I honestly could not imagine a more creepy family than the 7th Heaven one. For real. I'd like to see the episode where Lucy tells her oh so sweet parents that she's a girl-loving lesbian, and how awesomely perfect they'd react to something like that. (Whatever, never mind me.)
    Now. Joan of Arcadia and My So-Called Life. Both endearing shows. Both with semi-alternative (yet not annoyingly cliché-alternative) characters and drive-me-nuts-y (err) yet oddly adorable families... But give me abreak. Joan of Arcadia is ok, but it sure as hell ain't no My So-Called Life. The cool thing about MSCL is that it feels real. Angela, Rayanne and Rickie feel real. Claire Danes is an actress who really lets us experience her character's thoughts, feelings and ideas. Both JoA's Joan and MSCL's Angela do stupid shit, they mess up badly from time to time – but with Angela, it feels real. I don't blame her for the things she does, it doesn't make me like her the least bit less, because I'm allowed to – with the help of Claire – see right in to her soul. So to speak.
    I've seen 22 episodes of JoA, and I still don't know Joan. She still doesn't manage to touch me. Unfortunately. But for one reason or another – Angela, Claire and My So-Called Life always have, and still really do.

Podcast rant and Pirate Keira is Smarter Than Me

Who knew editing sound could be so addictive?
    I seem to start most of my rants with explaining why I didn't think I would like a particular thing, and here we go again: I never thought podcasting was my kind of thing. I was alway more into movies and TV shows than music, radio or anything sound-related. I only used iTunes MusicStore to subscribe to "Rapport" (Swedish news) while I was in The UK, and didn't think podcasts in general seemed that interesting.
    Then came Kelka and turned the world up-side-down. I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one who lay on their bed crying with laughter every time they listened to The Planet podcast – and I know I wasn't the only one who almost looked forward more to their podcast than to new L Word episode. It's simple – I love them, everyone who has ever heard them pretty much does. (Hey most of you guys know exactly what I'm talking about, right?)
    Anywho, all these people started making podcasts – it was what all the cool/geeky kids were doing (and still are I guess), and I honestly didn't start to listen to the other ones until quite recently (or, until it became summer, and school was over, and I was unemployed and had all this time all of a sudden). I didn't for a second think the other podcasts would be half as much fun as the Kelka one – and some aren't, but the ones I listen to (SloGreenX, Cocktailcast and JMeg) are actually very entertaining. (Maybe especially if you are a gay girl though :P )
    So. Me and my awesomely dear friend Fran have been an online team for almost two years now, and I asked her if she wanted to do a podcast with me, and she basically said yay. And we made a podcast. And another one. And another one. And guess what, it's crazy fun!
    But who knew that editing podcasts would be so addictive?! I spent about ten hours editing the Fuffycast, and yes, it was hell, but I couldn't stop. I just wanted it to be great, and funny, and cool. Maybe it isn't (I did run out of patience eventually), but I'm trying, and the trying part is fun, or at least.. attictive.

Well, all of this is really just to attract your attention to the podcast I just finished editing – the "Pirate Keira is Smarter Than Me" Cast, with and by me and my dear sister Joamna. Please listen :)

http://smarterthanme.blogspot.com/

Joan of Arcadia vs. Bring It On.. Or not..

There are a few things that will automatically make a TV show not worth watching for me. Not many, but a few things will disappoint me to the extent where I will just press stop and never press play again. Super crappy music can be one of these things, extremely lame dialogues is another. However, insulting or making fun of one of my favourite movies, is probably the fastest and most definite way to make sure I press the stop-button.
    I started watching Joan of Arcadia very recently. I liked the main character, she's a bit like a younger and way less geeky Mac (ok, look wise) – she's cute and all. The stories aren't fenomenally cool, and the family – even though less annoying – reminds me both of the one in My So-Called Life and the 7th Heaven one, but yeah, it seemed like a sweet enough show. However, the episode I just stopped, started off with God (in the shape of a homeless person) telling the main character, Joan, to try out for the school's cheerleading squad. Being a fan of cheerleaders in movies, this was a "yay fun"-thing in my head, but I should have seen the making-fun-of-cheerleading thing coming. They tend to do that in shows that try – but don't succeed too well – to be just a tiny bit alternative. And sure thing, not only did they make fun of cheerleading (hey I would have forgiven them) but they so mocked the awesomest movie ever – Bring It On! Ok, not awesomest ever, but definitely one of the better high school movies of the end of the '90s – I mean Eliza Dushku and Kirsten Dunst? Could it be any better? (Answer is yes, it could, but let's not go there.)
    Now, I will continue watching this show, of course I will, it does actually seem like a show worth watching. I'm not childish enough to give up that easy – I just need to calm down for a few minutes (yes I'm being silly). But I imagined my first Joan of Arcadia-rant to look a whole lot different than this one does. Mhm. The way to the TV-show space in my heart is just not by mocking awesomely hilarious and cute movies, uh uh...

:p

Strictly Ballroom and the love for Baz

I can't dance to save my life. Seriously, I'm pathetic on the dance floor, it's not even funny. I love to dance though, 'cause I'm silly and I don't care, but I never learnt how to do it for real, I'm way too impatient. However, to be an awesome dancer has been a secret dream of mine – when I was a kid and hadn't yet realised that this was one of those dreams that would just never come true – and I love movies where they dance a lot. I – like many other little girls – adored Dirty Dancing as well as Girls Just Want To Have Fun, Saturday Night Fever, Hair, Billy Elliot, etc. (yes I liked/like all kinds of dancing, mhm, I wanted to dance ballet for a while, *sigh*, good luck epo).
    Now, I have been a fan of Baz Luhrmann since I saw Romeo + Juliet (had a huge crush on Claire Danes when I was ten, well, ok, still kind of do), I also loved Moulin Rouge (I'm an even bigger fan of musicals than I am of dance movies) – and I always really wanted to see Strictly Ballroom.
    There, I finally said the title. Strictly Ballroom. I am ashamed to say I never managed to see this movie until today – actually until an hour ago. And, do I even have to mention that I love it? Well I did. Not as much as I love Moulin Rouge, but this movie is still completely awesome. This makes me want to be a good dancer, so badly, mhm.
    This is hardly one of the best movies ever made – neither is it the best movie about dancing – but it has got something that I can't really put my finger on. It is one of those movies I just really enjoy seeing, and I could probably rewatch it quite a few times without getting bored at all. I will never be a good dancer, it's a fact. But this is one of those movies that turn me into a ten year old girl who can't wait for her dream to come true. I know this sounds completely corny, but it gives me this longing in love feeling, that I just want to hold on to.
    I don't know how to wrap this up, but what can I say? Loving it, and loving Baz Luhrmann – he's a genius, for sure. Mhm.

PotC - for the love of Keira...

So. Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest (aka Död mans kista, lmfao all you Swedes). When I saw the first PotC movie, I didn't care much for Keira... or Orlando... or anyone except for Johnny – I just fell completely for Captain Jack Sparrow. Johnny Depp is and has always been on my top five "guy's I'd sleep with"-list (aka the "the only five guys in the world I'd sleep with"-list), and him as a pirate, with eyeliner and an awesome pirate-attitude? Weeeeell I loved it.
    Anyways, me and my dear sister Joamna went to the cinema to see the second movie – thinking it could be funny, but not expecting too much (apparently she's got a huge thing for pirates though, I never knew). We got the last two seats and were places in the middle of the front row, which caused my neck to hurt like hell and my head to spin (hey I get dizzy and sick from playing video games, so). BUT, hell it was all so worth it! I take back everything bad I've ever said about Keira Knightley, mmhm. I had been looking forward to this movie, but I didn't really know what to expect – and I sure as hell hadn't expected this! (This being a movie I really loved.) It was funny as hell – hilarious only almost on the border to silly (obviously completely on purpose though). Also a lot darker than the first movie, which would include a lot more darkness to some of the main characters, such as Keira's Elizabeth. Awesome, mhm.
    So, all in all, I don't know if I would say that Dead Man's Chest is better than the first PotC-movie, but there sure were more things to love. Plus everyone looked really cute in this movie, even Orlando's Will... But I'm sorry Orlando; if my options are Keira in a pretty dress gently kissing Will, and hot Keira with her hair down, in pirate clothes, passionately kissing a scruffy looking Johnny Depp/Captain Jack Sparrow... Weeeell... :P

Hm, the Alias finale...

I'm not the hugest Alias fan ever. This was actually another show I didn't discover until way after it started airing – I never gave it a real chance until about seven months ago – but when I finally started watching it in December last year, I have to admit I was hooked after only a few episodes.
 So, the big Alias series finale was aired a while back. I was super excited about these last few episodes, and couldn't wait to find out what they would come up with. This was a show that started with the main character discovering her entire life was built on a lie (or, lies, plural, actually), and I expected something equally shocking – or at least slightly shocking – to happen in the finale. (Was that too much to wish for? Really? Well, apparently...)

Before I saw the second half (well less than half) of season 5, but had heard about all the characters who were supposed to show up etc., I felt like "how the hell are they going to fit all this in a few episodes?!", and well, after having seen the end, I still feel like that.
 I would have wanted an "OMG"-reaction. But after five – or in my case four since I haven't seen season three – seasons of Alias, there isn't a lot in the last few episodes that manages to shock me. What's surprising about Sloane and Irina being the super villains? And Sark and Anna Espinosa – once again – showing up as bad guys? That's what we have been seeing the entire time, every damn season. I would have prefered it if at least Sloane or Irina to turn out to be not-100%-evil.
 Now, the finale wasn't bad. Obviously it was the right thing to include some of these characters, as well as Rambaldi, but I would have wanted something new and huge, in a show like this one, that started off with the whole "your life as you know it is a lie"-thing. I would have wanted something really shocking to happen, because even though the finale was full of action as well as drama, it didn't bring tears to my eyes, and it sure didn't turn my (or Alias's) world upside-down.

The OC dialogues

 Summer: Remember when the guys made us watch that movie about the  gay guys on the mountain?
 Marissa: [Short pause] Lord of the Rings.
 Summer: Yeah.

So, I love The OC. As in "hepo heart The OC"-love. Mhm. I'm a freak.
    Yes, this is a show that's got too many characters; too much drama; way too many soap opera elements. Many of the actors aren't super great, at all, many of the characters and stories aren't realistic, at all [etc. for-like-ever]. But hey, I can be in love with a show just 'cause of the dialogue, can't I? My love for great/funny/clever dialogues in TV shows is what finally made me realise that Buffy the Vampire Slayer (yes, that's the love of my life) was actually worth watching. Granted, The OC is no BtVS, far from, but the dialogues still make this show worth 40 of my time every week. I could probably buy a CD with the audio from the episodes, I don't need to actually see the episodes. (Yes I do, but you get my point? Seeing as I'm being over-obvious here, I'm kinda sure you do.. get my point.)
    Point: I love the dialogues on The OC. My friend Mire keeps telling me the only reason I watch the show is 'cause of the hotness of Mischa Barton, but that's so not true (honestly she isn't that hot, the Mischa-hotness would not be reason enough to watch this show). I would not have prefered Seth (do I even have to mention that I love him? Is it a surprise to anyone?) or Ryan or Summer to have died a tragical death instead of Marissa – seriously, come on, she's just not half funny as any of them. Seriously.

 Seth: Yeah... yeah, I should apologize. It's just my pride.
 Ryan: What pride?
 Seth: Yeah, I guess there's nothin' standin' in my way.

Marissa does however bring out funniness in the people around her, some how:

 Summer: The more time I spend with Zach, the less time I have to think  about - God, what's his face? Built like a beanpole, curly hair, runs  away like a little bitch on a sailboat leaving nothing but a note for his  girlfriend who cried and cried over him till the Fourth of July when she  decided she doesn't cry over bitches on boats.
 Marissa: Seth. His name. It's Seth.
 Summer: I know. I'm just doing that thing where I pretend I don't and I  have to use a lot of descriptive insults to give voice to my inner pain.

Nah this wasn't much of a TV show rant, but I'm having a crappy day (or something) and reading OC dialogues made me laugh a few times?

Prison Break's lack of females

This show is good. The episodes are all clever and cliffhangery. The characters are fine, even kinda interesting – the main character is cute (correct me if I'm wrong but I've heard rumours that he's even hot?). The story is somewhat a mystery, even after the entire first season. There is nothing wrong with this show. But I've got a question; where the hell are the girls?!
    Now, I know the main story takes (or took) place in a prison. For guys. Men. A boy-prison, etc. I also know that they do have two – actually really cute and interesting as characters – women. (And no, I'm not gonna count the vice president/president – don't even go there.) Mhm, I haven't missed that. But... do you really expect me to look at all those guys for fortytwo minutes a week? (Ok, minus the girl time, maybe 30.) I don't hate guys, I'm not one those I-hate-guys dykes, believe me. But do they really expect me to be able to tell all these men apart? Do almost all guys look sort of the same, or is it just me? (Please comment and let me know.)
    And hey, I'm not like, obsessed with hot girls. No really, I'm not. But I don't like having to watch guys (almost only guys), for like an hour a week. It's boring. I'm sorry. I would like this show but, err, two women just isn't enough for an hour long show. Nope.

Grey's Anatomy, gotta love

It took me unusually long to discover the new TV show love of mine, which is Grey's Anatomy. Actually it took me until a week ago, about a year and three months after the show started airing in The US. To my defence, I have moved a lot lately, and I don't own a TV, so it does take some effort from my side in order for me to find new shows. However, many people had mentioned good things about this show, and it seemed worth checking out. Now, I'm not a fan of hospitals, or blood, or needles – and Grey's Anatomy has got a lot of all those three things (well probably just the one hospital, but you get what I'm saying), but when I finally got around to watching the first episode, a "this show is actually kinda good"-thought started forming in my head. So I decide to give the show a serious chance, and I switched on episode two, and what do I hear? You Wouldn't Like Me by Tegan and Sara. Which - being a huge Tegan and Sara fan – made me really happy. Now, I know their music is played on a lot of TV shows these days, but when I discovered there was a Tegan and Sara song in five of nine season one episodes. And in season two? They play KT Tunstall, Regina Spektor and even more Tegan and Sara. Now, what can I say, that's reason enough for me to love a show. Mhm.
    But obviously there is more to Grey's Anatomy than the music, and I have to say the quality of this show really surprised me. What mostly surprised me, I think, were the characters. I can't help but loving almost all of them. Meredith, the somewhat confused but completely adorable main character, she's just the sweetest. Christina, the very sarcastic – god I love that with girls – and kind of private girl with the very weird looking – errr not in a bad way at all – face, gotta love. Izzie and George are both cute as hell, and Alex is just the kind of guy I can't not fall for in TV shows (hey, he's almost a bit like Logan...).
    This is a show I will keep watching, for sure. I just started with season two and already discovered a KT Tunstall song. And I can't wait the episode where Rosanna Arquette – omg could that woman be any more attractive? – will guest star. Gah.
    All in all. I love. You should be too. Off you go and watch. Mhm.

Imagine Me & You

So, I finally got around to see Imagine Me & You, and I really wish I could say that this movie is awesome. Or, like... good. I had been looking forward to this for a while, I knew it involved girl-girl love, and I knew it starred Piper Perabo and Tony Head (whom – being a huge BtVS fan - I completely love), but that's about all I knew. Now, can't say this movie disappointed me, because I honestly didn't expect much from it. It was very corny, partly extremely cliché, but also – in my humble opinion – very sweet indeed.
    The story wasn't much to put in the christmas tree (hey, gotta love Swedish expressions translated to English). Girl married to guy, girl falling for girl, girl not knowing whom to choose. But there weren't that many ups and downs here, and we of course know from minute one that the girls will end up together at the end. Honestly though, the obviousness of the story doesn't bother me. What bothers me are the clichés, the lack of girl on girl action (hey, I'm not asking for much, but even the few kisses we actually get to see, look slightly awekward and "omg I'm kissing another girl"-ish), and the lameness in the end.
    So, all in all, I can unfortunately not say that this is a good movie, that I advise you all to buy on DVD this very moment. But, I have to admit I kinda love Imagine Me & You. I love the sweetness of it. And wtf is up with people going all "ooh" over Piper Perabo? Lena Headly was way more attractive and would make my knees weak in a heartbeat – she alone would make this movie worth seeing (a few times) in my opinion. While Perabo feels like a typical and slightly fake sweet girl, Headley's character feels real and alive.
    Ah what the hell, if you like this kind of movie – watch it, go buy the DVD, enjoy the kinda funny sweetness. Just don't expect a super great movie, this isn't it, far from, but it can be worth seeing none-the-less. Mhm.

Random geekness

For the 100th time. Or 20th. Or at least 10th, for sure, and I'm a kid so I haven't been around that long – and certainly hasn't been a movie freak for that long. But it was definitely at least the tenth time I saw Pulp Fiction, and more than a year had passed since I last saw it. But it still makes me happy that I feel like I can quote every other dialogue, and can't I stop smiling cause of the complete brilliance of this film – complete brilliance, mhm.
    When I was thirteen – ? – and my dad showed me this movie, I fell instantly in love with the character Mia Wallace, and I spent the following six months watching and rewatching everything I could possibly get a hold of that had anything to do with Uma Thurman.
    However – even though Mia still is one of my all time favourite fictional characters – I soon kind of realised that there was more to thi  d I will forever be insanely thankful, you have without a doubt created some of the coolest characters ever – Mia Wallace, Beatrix Kiddo, Elle Driver, Mallory Knox (well, at least written by), Jackie Brown, Jules and Mr.-lots-of-random-colors.

Mhm.