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[apocalypsos]

Just got back from seeing LXG, and I've just got to say that I love how many awesome, awesome movies are ending up in the theater right now. Then again, so far since Tuesday, I've seen Nick Stahl all scruffy and cute in T3, Orly and Johnny in all of their swashbuckling yumminess in PotC, and Stuart Townsend in all that glorious foppishness in LXG.

Not that I'm complaining, mind you. It's just that I'm not sure my estrogen, my saliva glands, and various other body parts I definitely won't be mentioning in polite company such as this can really handle this much stress. I should probably check by going to see Pirates again, but I'm pretty sure they'd find me on the floor after the movie, a quivering wreck with a goofy smile plastered on my face that just won't. Go. Away.

Which would, you know, be embarrassing after I did the same thing on opening day of X2. I think I should consider that a lesson learned, don't you?

Comments

[1st-folio.livejournal.com]

Oh! Oh! You liked it? Cool!!! Can't wait to see that--not sure when.

Me too on the movies--I can't believe how many I've seen, and look forward to seeing, this year. Loved Nick Stahl, too--I could drown in his eyes. Forget Arnold--GIVE ME NICK!

C, going home to write...Nightcrawler is talking, LOUD

[jenboo.livejournal.com]

I'm relieved you liked LXG. I want to see it and was pretty sure it was going to suck.

Must see PotC this weekend if I can find the time. Might take myself Sunday afternoon while hubby is at his gig. Or might see LXG then and wait to see PotC with him. But Must. See. Movie. this weekend.

[doqz.livejournal.com]

Was it only me then that thought Connor a little too passive to end up as the head of the world resistance. In comparision to Clare Danes's character especially. He doesn't exactly snine through with initiave or take chargeness.

Wouldn't that suck for the Global Machine Civilization, though.

The 100 millionth attempt is finally crowned with success and Connor lies dead. The souless killing automotons throw up their hands and put on their bestest dresses, twirling around and singing kumbaya.

And then a drunken bum climbs from under the grotesque (yet very cinematic) ruin of the Statue of Liberty and cries to the uncaring skies. "You bastards! You finaly done it... wait. Dude! Did YOU fuck up!"

"What?" The Global Machine Civilization asks warily.

"What, you didn't know? This guy was just an errand boy. Now you gotta deal with his better half, and dude... I'm so out of here."