'cause half of LJ will do this today

(for the two peopel with no clue, this is The Lusty Month of May from Camelot, which in some weird cheesetastic way, and because it's the first thing I saw on Broadway is my favourite musical ever. One of my goals in life is to play Mordred, as an aside.)

Tra la! It's May!
The lusty month of May!
That lovely month when ev'ryone goes
Blissfully astray.
Tra la! It's here!
That shocking time of year
When tons of wicked little thoughts
Merrily appear!
It's May! It's May!
That gorgeous holiday
When ev'ry maiden prays that her lad
Will be a cad!
It's mad! It's gay!
A libelous display!
Those dreary vows that ev'ryone takes,
Ev'ryone breaks.
Ev'ryone makes divine mistakes
The lusty month of May!

Whence this fragrance wafting through the air?
What sweet feelings does its scent transmute?
Whence this perfume floating ev'rywhere?
Don't you know it's that dear forbidden fruit!
Tra la la la la! That dear forbidden fruit!
Tra la la la la!

Tra la! It's May!
The lusty month of May!
That darling month when ev'ryone throws
Self-control away.
It's time to do
A wretched thing or two,
And try to make each precious day
One you'll always rue!
It's May! It's May!
The month of "yes you may,"
The time for ev'ry frivolous whim,
Proper or "im."
It's wild! It's gay!
A blot in ev'ry way.
The birds and bees with all of their vast
Amorous past
Gaze at the human race aghast,
The lusty month of May.

Tra la! It's May!
The lusty month of May!
That lovely month when ev'ryone goes
Blissfully astray.
Tra la! It's here!
That shocking time of year
When tons of wicked little thoughts
Merrily appear.
It's May! It's May!
The month of great dismay.

When all the world is brimming with fun,
Wholesome or "un."

It's mad! It's gay!
A libelous display!
Those dreary vows that ev'ryone takes,
Ev'ryone breaks.
Ev'ryone makes divine mistakes
The lusty month of May!

what the hell can I feed my cats?

Apparently corn gluten isn't safe now either, eliminating their Purina.

Does anyone know what I can feed them that isn't part of the melamine risks _and_ doesn't contain wheat at all (for my own safety)?

Unbreakable

So wordsofastory and I wateched Unbreakable the other night, and it is, as many people have told me over the years, a far better film that one expects especially considering Shyamalan's subsequent films. Certainly, I think it was much, much better than The Sixth Sense, which I think was exceptionally competently executed but had nothing to say.

Specifically, I think Unbreakable has a tremendous amount to say, or at least to ask, about the nature of villainy. The current fashion, of course is that villains are sexy or who even needs villains when we have anti-heroes.

The thing is, whether Elijah (and what a choice, to give this physically broken and morally distressing man the name of the ghost at the table!) is a villain or anti-hero (even if he's clearly in the mode of the comic book supervillain) is something that the viewers should be left stewing about. Instead, there are these damnable surtitles at the end of the film that tell us what happen to the characters afte rthe closing shots. Surtitles that remove the ability to ask fascinating questions.

I would have rather been left wondering if our hero and villain do their battled through legal channels or the back channels of comic book tropes.

I would also rather have not been given the specificity of the crimes Elijah was jailed for -- after all, his office is filled with clippings of disasters, far more tantalizing for me to consider that he's some sort of nearly supernatural, Keyser Sozesque (or, speaking of Kevin Spacey roles of this form, something like his role in Se7en, that is a man so on a mission one wonders as to his supernaturalness even when one knows better) character as opposed to a guy who when he got sick of no one surviving mudslides blew some shit up.

Finally, leaving these questions open to us would have further kept open the one that is to me the most important of all. I think we see real regret in Elijah for what his role makes it necessary for him to do -- hence, more anti-hero than villain, sort of a much, much, much more distressing Severus Snape as opposed to a Voldemort. But those damn surtitles just let us go "villain. insane." and dismiss the man's own fractured (intentional choice of words) reasoning.

Oddly interesting film. Interesting enough that it doesn't seem like the patented Shyamalan "more twist than plot" routine.