Fangirl Happiness ... and Stuff ...
Apr. 4th, 2007 11:52 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
texchanI'm a happy fangirl this morning (although it's almost noon at my house, which, I think, also makes me a lazy fangirl). Anyhow ... happy fangirl-ness.
Why, you ask? Or, maybe you didn't, but I'm going to tell you, anyhow. (Yeah, this journal sux like that, doesn't it? ^.~)
I got a new Aya cel! Heh. See? You knew it would have to be something Aya-related, right? Sadly, I am that predictable. Ah well. Technically, it's not the "best" Aya cel out there, but I like it a lot. It's pretty much a full set-up, which is so, so cool. And, I love the "glowy" colors in it. Plus, I can't seem to get enough cels of Aya yelling. I have no idea what's up with that. I try not to overthink it, really. I don't want to scare myself.
So ... linkage: Argh! I'm on fire! (or not)
And, in other news ...
Hubby and I watched The Weatherman last night, courtesy of Netflix. It was a very different movie. I am a big Nicholas Cage fan, so I usually like him in any role he plays -- although I did NOT like Leaving Las Vegas. Anyhow, I quite liked this film. I think. I know that sounds odd, but it was an odd movie.
At first, I thought it was funny. But, then, as I watched, I realized that, although it was funny on the surface, there was something incredibly sad and desperate about this character and his situation in life. He had a life that, on the outside, many people would envy, with regard to his job. And, yet, there was so much on the inside that was wrong. The way he almost idolized his father, to the point where he realized he could never be the man he believed his father wanted him to be ... the way he couldn't hold his marriage together and blamed himself for that, although he definitely wasn't the only one at fault ... the way he continued trying, desperately, to connect with his kids and always ended up feeling like he had fallen short. It was all so ... well, sad.
OK. So, it's a sad movie, I thought to myself. But, I kept watching ... and I realized it wasn't sad. Not really. Because, at the same time there is this sort of reaching desperation within the character of Dave Spritz, there is also something very heroic about him. Yes, he is basic and ordinary and flawed. But, aren't we all? And the thing was -- he kept on trying. No matter how many times he felt or looked like a total ass, he just kept trying. Right up until the end, when he realized he didn't have to try so damn hard. That all he had to be was ... himself. I guess it sounds strange to consider that a "victory", or to consider those qualities heroic in a character. But, consider this -- it's easier not to try. It's easier to walk away when things don't go your way. I should know. I do it all the time. And, thus, I am not nearly the human being Dave Spritz is.
Either way ... funny, sad, heoric ... I think The Weatherman is one of those movies that makes you think. And, it's one of those movies you have to watch a few times before you really feel like you've "got it". Even then, maybe you never will get it -- not really. But, hey, that's part of life, too, right? I don't know. Maybe it's just me, being weird. I mean, when Dave was sitting at the food court in the mall, thinking about how people always throw fast food at him, and, all of a sudden, he realizes: "I'm fast food." I couldn't decide -- was that a sublimely ridiculous moment, or one of the most profound movie epiphanies of all time? Maybe I need to watch the movie again to decide, but I'm kind of leaning toward "epiphany".
Why, you ask? Or, maybe you didn't, but I'm going to tell you, anyhow. (Yeah, this journal sux like that, doesn't it? ^.~)
I got a new Aya cel! Heh. See? You knew it would have to be something Aya-related, right? Sadly, I am that predictable. Ah well. Technically, it's not the "best" Aya cel out there, but I like it a lot. It's pretty much a full set-up, which is so, so cool. And, I love the "glowy" colors in it. Plus, I can't seem to get enough cels of Aya yelling. I have no idea what's up with that. I try not to overthink it, really. I don't want to scare myself.
So ... linkage: Argh! I'm on fire! (or not)
And, in other news ...
Hubby and I watched The Weatherman last night, courtesy of Netflix. It was a very different movie. I am a big Nicholas Cage fan, so I usually like him in any role he plays -- although I did NOT like Leaving Las Vegas. Anyhow, I quite liked this film. I think. I know that sounds odd, but it was an odd movie.
At first, I thought it was funny. But, then, as I watched, I realized that, although it was funny on the surface, there was something incredibly sad and desperate about this character and his situation in life. He had a life that, on the outside, many people would envy, with regard to his job. And, yet, there was so much on the inside that was wrong. The way he almost idolized his father, to the point where he realized he could never be the man he believed his father wanted him to be ... the way he couldn't hold his marriage together and blamed himself for that, although he definitely wasn't the only one at fault ... the way he continued trying, desperately, to connect with his kids and always ended up feeling like he had fallen short. It was all so ... well, sad.
OK. So, it's a sad movie, I thought to myself. But, I kept watching ... and I realized it wasn't sad. Not really. Because, at the same time there is this sort of reaching desperation within the character of Dave Spritz, there is also something very heroic about him. Yes, he is basic and ordinary and flawed. But, aren't we all? And the thing was -- he kept on trying. No matter how many times he felt or looked like a total ass, he just kept trying. Right up until the end, when he realized he didn't have to try so damn hard. That all he had to be was ... himself. I guess it sounds strange to consider that a "victory", or to consider those qualities heroic in a character. But, consider this -- it's easier not to try. It's easier to walk away when things don't go your way. I should know. I do it all the time. And, thus, I am not nearly the human being Dave Spritz is.
Either way ... funny, sad, heoric ... I think The Weatherman is one of those movies that makes you think. And, it's one of those movies you have to watch a few times before you really feel like you've "got it". Even then, maybe you never will get it -- not really. But, hey, that's part of life, too, right? I don't know. Maybe it's just me, being weird. I mean, when Dave was sitting at the food court in the mall, thinking about how people always throw fast food at him, and, all of a sudden, he realizes: "I'm fast food." I couldn't decide -- was that a sublimely ridiculous moment, or one of the most profound movie epiphanies of all time? Maybe I need to watch the movie again to decide, but I'm kind of leaning toward "epiphany".
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Date: 2007-04-04 04:54 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-04-04 05:49 pm (UTC)And, thanks so much for the scene confirmation. I was 99.9% sure that was where it was from, but hated to say so in a "definite" manner before I was able to confirm it by looking at the DVDs.
I just love the cel. I can't believe I even hesitated over buying it. One of those total "doofus" moments. *fwaps self* Thank goodness I came to my senses in time. ^.^
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Date: 2007-04-05 12:16 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-04-05 02:31 pm (UTC)I couldn't agree more -- there's no such thing as "too many" Aya cels. *.* <- sparkly fangirl eyes ... hee!