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[rm]

The root of what happened earlier was absolutely food. I've eaten, and finally feel steady and today was the first time I didn't have a solid lunch before riding. Lesson learned.

Am watching disc 6 of HH. I have nothing reasonable to say, and will contain my girlish sighs, at least to these pointless sentences. Am I buying this box set next time the Germans deign to pay me? Oh yes, oh yes. Bad, bad swoony me.

Lost in Translation came in today too, so I will finally see that soon (tomorrow seems unlikely for reasons discussed below).

Am still crazed by the brilliance that is Closer. Read it twice. It has the same sort of hateful brilliance as Les Liasons Dangereux while being something else entirely. Certainly, no one in it is very clever. There's something to be said for an examination of the flaws of modern people who think themselves clever in unmodern ways.

My background call isn't until noon tomorrow (I had been told 6am originally) so I am thrilled, and will put in a few hours of ordinary work anyway first.

Have invites to some movie premier some such tomorrow, which I will go to if I manage to get out of said filming in time, which is extremely debateable, but so it goes. Certainly, if that doesn't sort out, Vanity Fair opens tomorrow, and I'm thoroughly crazed about that too.

Weirdly, tsarina found my name in an article about the new mounting of Counsellor (referencing the recent past cast). I suppose one should be grateful for all publicity ("where have I heard that name before?"), but it felt a little strange. On a related note, James' Aussie play series thing starts this week, and I may have comps for that too -- if not, I'll probably endeavor to go anyway.

It occurs to me that my fear of falling off the horse comes not from any real notions about the variable dangers of such a thing, but is entirely rooted in my own lack of confidence about my flesh's ability to endure... well... anything. Like pretty much everything else I've done, it's registering to me that this too requires a bit of faking it along the way. So be it.

Yes, will watch more RNC tonight, just so I can critique speeches and feel like I performed some sort of random civic duty no one really has any interest in anymore.

Also, default icon change, because... dude... I was curled up in a chair being small... yuck. And until I get new pictures this one is at least making me laugh.

Blarghy.

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[rm.livejournal.com]

I saw your username as the comment blinked into my email box and did a double take. I can't even verbaize a lot of what I am reacting to in it yet, and I think the movie is going to hit me harder (as the casting is inspired and it's my prefered medium... and Nichols just keeps going up in my estimation)

[alice-ayers.livejournal.com]

I took the username not just for the character but for the fact that there really was an Alice Ayers without much of anything known about her. So a good tabla rosa if you will. The casting is good though I kinda wish Anna Friel could still be Alice (she did the Broadway version and she's a good aquaintance, a good girl to drink with). And I wish Cate Blanchett could've done it, she'd certainly be a smarter Anna because I disagree that they aren't smart characters.

[rm.livejournal.com]

I think they are very self aware, but I'm not sure they are smart.

And yes, what a totally different thing it would be with Blanchett.

[alice-ayers.livejournal.com]

I think my point is that need to be a little smart to process in the [sometimes misguided] way that they do.

[rm.livejournal.com]

*nod*nod* definitely. Granted, it's really hard for me to look at the play with any sort of objectivity because of the degree to which the tone of the situation, if not the details, are a bit too personally familiar to me.

[alice-ayers.livejournal.com]

my final comment, I promise, my stepmother's remark to me the other day, "I wish you'd have a relationship that lasts longer than a carton of milk. You deserve a healthy, good relationship .....[long, inexplicable pause].....someday."

[splix.livejournal.com]

I fear Vanity Fair. Such a...well, such a preachy, intrusive-narrator book, and so *thoroughly* of its time, though Becky becomes interesting toward the middle; seeing the anachronisms in costume is making me cringe already. The Bollywood shit thrown in seemingly for kicks is also terribly frightening. I'm going to hold off until I see some reviews. Let me know what you think of it.

And while you're still on your Ioan thing, be sure to rent Solomon and Gaenor. It's a lovely, heartrending little film, and Ioan speaks English, Welsh, and Yiddish - he has a great voice for all sorts of language.

[rm.livejournal.com]

so already on the netflix list.

my roommate and i were just dicussing how hot Jason Isaacs speaking Hebrew on West Wing was, despite the fact that that language doesn't tend to do it for us (probably because it is not unfamiliar to either of us), so I'm thoroughly prepared to be completely done in.

The Vanity Fair preview has consistently taken my breath away (but I'm a huge fan of Luhrmann and Sam Mendes and the like, so I'm a visual whore when it comes to movies) and the recent NYTimes articles on the liberties taen with the book give me hope.