grrgoyl: (max elevator)
Still nothing much exciting to write about. Tery came home this morning -- goodbye to my clean house, but goodbye also to eating macaroni & cheese casserole for the sixth night in a row. I can safely say right now if I never see macaroni & cheese again, it'll be too soon.

I saw Be Kind, Rewind with [livejournal.com profile] dopshoppe. Jack Black is the screwball friend of Mos Def, playing a cross between himself and Dignan from Bottle Rocket. He accidentally becomes magnetized and erases all the VHS tapes in Danny Glover's mom+pop store where Mos works. Thinking on their feet, they decide to create homemade re-enactments of the movies, which catch on quickly and become hugely popular in the neighborhood. Unfortunately the FBI puts a stop to these shenanigans before they're able to raise the money needed to save the building from demolition. This movie was enormously funny before abruptly turning into a sappy, predictable paeon to small-town America being methodically eroded away by big business and soulless developers, which it seems to me we've heard many times before. *yawn*

Run Fatboy Run arrived and I excitedly brought it over to watch with Ryan and HIS BOYFRIEND JOHN. Big mistake. I always forget how distracting things are with those two. When they aren't chit-chatting about things completely unrelated to the movie, they're focused instead on their chihuahua mix Ren playing with their new chihuahua puppy Louie. Hence we missed entire scenes, but fortunately the movie isn't really that deep. Simon Pegg vows to run a marathon in a misguided attempt to win back his ex-girlfriend from veteran marathon runner, Hank Azaria (who, like Jason Bateman in Juno, plays a complete asshole totally against type). What few bits we did manage to see were very funny, and I look forward to subsequent viewings to piece it all together.

I had forgotten The Darjeeling Limited came out today. There are few films I'll run out and pay full price for sight unseen. Wes Anderson's fall firmly into that category. I also look forward to seeing this one.

Oh, and PS: Tomorrow night I'm going to see Cloverfield again with Tabby (her first time) and I CAN'T WAIT.

~*~

In my mind I had a lot more pics to offer, but I guess not. You'll have to be content with these three:


To my everlasting chagrin, Tery loves the NASCAR. Fortunately her friends at the bar were too drunk to take offense at my characterization of them. Yeeeeeeeeeeeehawwwwwwww!



This is a daycare I pass on my way to work at the kennels. Tery agrees with me the wording could be a little better.



I woke up one morning with all the animals in bed with me. What at first glance looks like one of the Kitten's paws is actually a (temporarily) defeated Malcolm resting underneath her. They're lovers AND fighters.


I've decided Malcolm (Reynolds) is the best name ever for this little guy -- he's a good (little) man at heart, but sometimes he just aims to misbehave.

Profile

grrgoyl: (Default)
grrgoyl

December 2011

S M T W T F S
    123
45678910
11121314151617
1819202122 2324
25262728293031

Syndicate

RSS Atom

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Jun. 28th, 2025 06:50 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios