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[apocalypsos]

So I went to see Sin City today and ... well, before I mention anything else, I should bring up the fact that the ticket counter girl tried to card me. Which, BWAHAHAHA. That's officially the first time I've ever been carded at a movie theater.

Also, before the movie when they were showing those annoying commercials, one of the new ones was for a local church, asking people to come and visit after the movie. Uh, I hate to break it to you, movie theater, but that was a waste of a minute, especially before that movie. It'd be like me saying I wanted to mourn the loss of the Pope by watching Nick Stahl get castrated twice over by Bruce Willis.

In any event, somewhere between Clive Owen and the ten minutes of Scruffy!Nick Stahl I got in the beginning of the movie, I got my superficial little fangirl squeals in my head. Of course, Nick Stahl was playing a psychopath (hell, they both were), so I really didn't get to savor the fact that longer hair and a five o'clock shadow just ... mmm.

Elijah Wood is fucking creepy. I mean, his eyes have always kind of straddled a fine line between "Ooo, pretty!" and "GYAH! Put down that butcher knife!", but Jesus. That expression on Kevin's face when he was getting eaten by the dog isn't leaving my head anytime soon. But hey, he killed Charlie Brown to get that sweater, so he's got that going for him.

What else? Oh, yeah. Mickey Rourke needs to get more work, Power Boothe is scary always, Carla Gugino has really great breasts, Jessica Alba with the blonde hair is starting to grow on me, and when Rosario Dawson and Clive Owen kiss like that, I spontaneously orgasm. (But don't we all? ;))

In other news, I killed time before the movie editing The Monsters of Moosic and plotting out the X-men movieverse plotbunny that won't leave me alone. I'm debating whether to just start working on it or save it in case I can work my xmmficathon assignment around it. As far as I can tell from a quick glance at the requests, unless I got really, really lucky, I might as well just start writing as soon as I finish the 10.5 summary. To sum up ... boy, do I have a lot of crap to write and/or edit in the next few months. Sheesh. :)

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[anniesj.livejournal.com]

DUDE! They carded me for Sin City, too! I had to dig for my driver's license, because I haven't been carded for a movie in YEARS. I mean, yeah, I don't look 23, but I look old enough to get into a goddamn R-rated movie!!

Also, when Clive and Rosario kissed, I whimpered. WHIMPERED. Holy SHIT.

[apocalypsos.livejournal.com]

I didn't end up having to give them my ID, which was a good thing because I didn't have it with me. I think the fact that my immediate reaction was to laugh and go, "Thank you! But I'm twenty-seven," was the reason they let me go without pushing the issue. Heh.

And those kisses! I can't remember who said that it plays off that rule about prostitutes not kissing because it's too intimate because, oh, my GOD. So much hotter than if the two of them had had sex. I want to be Rosario Dawson when I grow up! (Except maybe with a different outfit. ;))

Because the world needs more orgasms...

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