1. I've been marathon-ing some Harry Potter movies in preparation for the last one. To be totally honest, no matter how many trailers I've seen, or how many of the books I've finished, or how many of the teaser pictures I've dug up from the internet, I will never be ready for the end. And I feel somewhat guilty for being excited but I live with this on my conscious knowing there's one more part, and my own personal freedom at stake. Yes, I'm quite excited to be free of the work I'm so knee-deep it at the moment.
2. Sometimes, I wonder why I do this. But I should really stop and just do it.
3. In the latter movies, they never have those shots of the wind blowing Harry's hair from his forehead and the camera zooming in, with the score punctuating a moment of importance, anymore. I wonder if it's out of laziness, or just so the make up artist doesn't have to bother herself with putting the scar on, but if I were directing (or even pd-ing or styling or being the make-up artist), I'd have Daniel Radcliffe have the scar everyday.
I'd also have them styled like the third movie, hair and everything, because that's the movie where everyone's most attractive! Hahaha Or fine, the 5th movie, where Harry is most cleanly cut. This mullet he has in the the 7th movie is ridiculous! Hehehe.
4. I just looove family dramas! In high school, it was Everwood and Gilmore Girls. In college, it was Brothers & Sisters. And now, it's Parenthood! Peter Krause as the proverbial protective older brother and father, Lauren Graham as a mother trying to get it together, and Dax Shepard starring alongside Craig T. Nelson. How could we go wrong?!! Hahaha. But really, I just love family dramas because I always end up falling in love and getting attached to the characters and hoping they defeat their demons...
Which reminds me, I really loved The Town for the exact same reason. I just love stories where people defeat their family vicious cycles. :-)
5. I think I watched Transformers 2 four times over the past two days. Since then, I've concluded that it sucks because it has no heart.
I won't lie; I love Michael Bay movies. I love saturated sunsets and windblown clothes and cheesy lines and power ballads to punctuate the stories hahaha. I love how overly dramatic and feeling glamorous they are! Hahaha I cried when Josh Hartnett died (!) in Pearl Harbor, when the clones escaped from The Island, and of course, when Bruce Willis said his good-byes to Liv Tyler (dad issues!). And I felt bad for Ed Harris (the villain!) in The Rock.
But Transformers 2 didn't have any of those characters for me to love and root for. Of course, there's Optimus Prime's death (!!!!!) and resurrection to kill us all emotionally, but due to his absence in the most part of the movie, the emotional core that pulled the entire story together in the first movie is no longer there as well. In the first movie, the part that was most heart-wrenching was when Bumblebee got caught by Sector 7, and Michael Bay said it himself, the movie is about a boy and his car. Transformers 2 on the other hand, is full of gunshots and noise and orange smoke and machines tearing each other apart and Linkin Park music. It's all action and no heart, with us audiences barely making a connection with Shia and Megan Fox. Yes, I'm a Shia Labeouf superfan (I seriously dream of marrying him and attending movie premieres with him, one day) and I'm going to admit that I felt no love from his relationship with Megan Fox. She's terrible! The whole part about saying "I love you" was so stupid, for lack of a better adjective. I didn't care when he finally said it in the end when Michael Bay inserted his trademark lovers-reuniting-framing-sunrays. And even the story arc with his parents letting him go, bringing him to college, trusting him to defeat the Decepticons on his own during the whole ruckus at the climax, and hugging at the end, tugged no heartstrings in my book. The movie is an over-the-top sequel trying to outperform its predecessor and in attempting to do so, it leaves out the most important part that would have allowed it to succeed.
4 aka What I Really Wanted to Say. I think what I love about St. Elmo's Fire is that I can relate to everyone to a certain extent. And that it's still relevant today despite being made so specifically for the time it was conceptualized in. I'm as obsessive as Kirbo, as lost as Leslie, as secretly yearning as Kevin, as annoyingly overly confident as Alec, as deluded as Jules, as in denial of responsibility as Billy the Kid, and as quietly suffering as Wendy. And I don't know any other twenty-something-year-old who isn't.
It took me one hour to write this! I really have to fix my gerunds and infinitives and how I enumerate things.
Also, this was so fun!