Friday, March 29, 2013
Rambles of a Mad Woman
Old Navy Denim Jacket
Fred Meyer tights, Chinese Laundry Thigh Socks
R2 Loafers (thrifted)
Coach Handbag (thrifted)
Referencing what I said yesterday about how there's some days where taking photos is a snap and then there's today where it's the opposite The sun was really bright and I just couldn't get my act together so these pictures are pretty "meh." Sort of like Russell Crow's singing voice.
We finally saw Les Miserables and while Hugh Jackman flipping KILLED it, Russell Crow was really a disappointment for me. I normally adore him in more of a villainous role and I was really looking forward to seeing him in this movie but it just didn't quite work. He doesn't have the worst singing voice ever but for a movie that was a musical with the actors singing live, it seems like it was a really strange choice to cast him in this. The entire movie it felt more like he was struggling with trying to compare to Hugh that he didn't really focus on acting. (Or maybe he was just stressed out about the singing and that threw him off.) Either way, Russell Crowe, not so awesome. Hugh Jackman? Oh wow, I cried during the church scene and the finale. He really carried the movie but I was surprised at how powerful Anne Hathaway's performance was, she really earned that Oscar. Sacha Baron Cohan and Helena Bonham Carter stole the scenes they were in, they really played off each other so well and were quite entertaining and offered a little bit of comedy. (Well, Eddie Redmayne's trout lips were pretty distracting, I couldn't concentrate or take him too seriously when he'd start to sing.)
Yeah, this post turning into a rambling account of weather or not I liked Les Miserables. Victor Hugo's novel is one of my favorites and I do always enjoy seeing adaptations of it, whether it's theater or on film. This was a pretty good version with Hugh Jackman just being amazing and powerful in the role, the only real downsides for me was Russell Crowe and Trout Lips.
It's funny, this week movie version of two of my favorite novels came out and only one of them I felt any emotion towards really. It's sad because I don't feel like watching the Hobbit again and I don't feel any sort of emotional connection towards it where the book is my Holy Grail of fiction. Argh, I hate it when people make movies of my favorite books, the results are usually not up to par. Next thing you know, Michael Bay's going to announce that he's making Ender's Game. (Doesn't the thought of that just make you scream in horror? Maybe that's just nerdy me...)
Alright, that's enough of a rambling rant out of me. I get on these lines of thoughts and I just have to beat them into the dirt. As you've guessed, I'm an awful person to go see movies with, I just nitpick them to bits. Unless of course I love the movie and then it can do no wrong. (I'm look at you Labyrinth! Please, David Bowie fans, agree with me on this.)
Edit: I'm not sure what's going on with the strange spacing. I've tried fixing it but blogger isn't having any of that today. So sorry guys! And Edit again, I am so sorry about the spelling and grammar errors, I really was on a rant when I wrote this and I apologize for how awful some of the writing was.