October 2nd, 2010

Scorpio

Keep in mind I was exhausted when I watched The Lost Boys.

Random thoughts now that I've seen and enjoyed The Lost Boys, last night's Cort and Fatboy Midnight Movie:
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That was pretty ridiculously fun.
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Good, engaged crowd at the Bagdad last night. Reciting was almost nil out of deference to the people (like me) who'd never seen the film before.
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Was Jason Patric trying to act? Kind of got blown out of the water by Keifer. Just sayin'.
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Corey Feldman trying to be a badass hunter of vampires: kind of adorable. Perhaps "adorkable" is the right term here.
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I'm still not yet all that big a vampire fan. Longtime issue for me. Keep enjoying them, everyone who does.
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I wish dogs liked vampires.
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In her own way, Dianne Wiest? Kind of hot here. (She was in her late 30s when she made this, and hey! Now I'm 36. Not much of a difference. That said, Jami Gertz? Also pretty hot.)
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Indeed good music. Nicely dissonant for something so mainstream, so well-done, young Thomas Newman, who was seven years away from The Shawshank Redemption when he scored this. Good song selection, too, as lots of you know.
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I left wanting to sing "I still believe... I still believe... Through the pain... Through the grief... Through the lines... Through the storms... Through the cries... Through the wars... Oh I still believe!" But me shirtless and oiled up would be hilarious, not sexy, so I left not wanting to do that. (I'd never known that song was from Lost Boys, though I remember it from radio back in 1987 when the film came out.)
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YAY: November's film, this time on the second Friday instead of (as usual) the first, is Planes, Trains, and Automobiles. One of the relatively few films about Thanksgiving, and still a really funny one.
Whale fluke

I'm gonna wash that month right out of my hair

Alternate entry title: You woke me up when September ended

The past month was a wearying month. More than normal. Seemed a struggle to have enough energy. I had low, sour days more often than normal. One of those days worried me particularly: a few Saturdays ago, when I didn't even leave my studio. I realized I was wallowing. Stewing in my own juices. I needed to break out of that. That particular night, a Facebook chat with bonnie_rocks helped re-center me, make me feel better, so: thank you, Bonnie. And I made sure to get out the next day. (You may compare and contrast that with the sour day.) And my efforts since then have been more focused: work towards the better mood.

And do cool things while doing that, as that helps. The Lost Boys screening last night was one such cool thing; this afternoon, where I found enough energy and caffeine to get to the H.P. Lovecraft Film Festival (neat notes and photos to follow), was very much another. I can keep the past month's difficulties from getting to me. I can let go of those issues.

I can make this month a more positive month.

I hope it's a more positive month for all y'all, too.