candyland: (win the internet)
Our mission, which we have chosen to accept, will occur tonight.

The people? Me, Kat, and Rach.

The place? The mall.

The time? Nine-thirty PM.

Our objective? To see Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and find out what they have done to our childhoods.

The promise? To tell you what I think.






candyland: (earth bends you)
First off--[ profile] msbbt? I joined [ profile] avatar_icons and found that icon that we were giggling over so much last night *points to icon for this entry* See? HAPPY!! :D 'bout those Colts? I'm one of those people who watches the Superbowl for the commercials ^^;; But there really weren't any good ones this year, which made me very sad. There were two that stick out as especially funny in my mind, but that's it. The two were the Blockbuster one with the mouse, and the Budweiser one with the wedding and the auctioneer. But nothing as good as last year's "magic beer fridge." That one was just love. Still, was a damn good game, though--and I don't really care about football, either.

Last night, I went with Mommy and Daddy to this silent film thing at the Orpheum. And [ profile] msbbt was there with her Mommy (who I do call Mom, because I can remember when she was our Brownie troop leader--we go waaaaay back, her and I ^_^), so we got to sit together. The movie was called Safety Last. Wonderful, wonderful movie...except I'm one of those people who gets embarrassed for the characters on screen, so I was kinda twitching for a good part of the movie ^^;;

But if you've ever seen a documentary or anything about silent movies or old movies, and they show a clip of a guy hanging from a clock-face at the top of a building? That's from this movie. The most amazing part of it is that he was actually climbing a building...with only eight fingers. See, the actor (Harold Lloyd) had once been handed what they thought was a prop bomb. Turned out it was real, and it exploded and blew off two of his fingers--this thumb and forefinger. Well, he got himself patched up after spending a YEAR in the hospital, and went back to making movies.

So yeah...this guy climbed up a freakin' building with five fingers on one hand and THREE fingers on the other. And he was doing some dangerous stuff, too--[ profile] msbbt and I were clinging to each other at one point because we knew it would be okay, but still...yikes o.O The subject line of this entry is a reference to the movie :D

Then we talked our parents into taking us to Perkin's for ice cream. The parents talked about grown-up things, and [ profile] msbbt and I sat and fangirled about Avatar for forty-five minutes. Talk about your great evenings :D

And then I crawled into bed around eleven, after pretty much everyone seemed determined to run me off the internet (I'm looking at you, [ profile] magic_truth. I'm pretty sure I was out like a light and didn't move until eight-thirty this morning, when I woke up hacking. I hate having colds and sore throats...they are blechy D:

Tomorrow, I can sleep a little bit later, too--instead of going to school, I'm going to see the high schoolers in an honor choir. I'm still driving an hour, but instead of being there at eight AM, I'm supposed to meet my coop at a quarter to nine. Translation: I have an extra forty-five minutes! WHOO!! *resets alarm for lovely sleeping*
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Accomplished today: mailed ten Christmas cards. Hopefully will have the rest ready to go by tomorrow. Purchased Christmas presents. Am going to have to buy last present online, and just have it ship directly to the recipient, because B&N didn't have it. Will hopefully ship others tomorrow.

Not accomplished today: picking up Ryann from the airport D:< *stabs the weather*

And I got a Christmas card today--first one of the season! *glomps [ profile] ulfstormbringer* Thank you, hon!

I came upstairs after Dad got home, and he had War of the Worlds on--the remake from last year, not the original one. I'm not a big Tom Cruise fan (I think he's nuts), but I did enjoy the movie...or at least the first two-thirds of it, until they wound up in the basement with the psycho-guy. Then it just started to draaaaaaag. (BTW, if you ever get a chance to hear the original radio broadcast, go for it! It's uber-awesome!)

I sat down long enough to watch the big tripod crawl out of the ground and make the NOISE! THE BIG AWESOME HONKY NOISE!! :D I loves that noise, oh yes I do...l'anyhoodle, then the rays start firing and people start 'sploding into dust and stuff, and it's pretty cool--and it gets to the part where Ray (the main character) comes home...

Kid on screen: What's that stuff all over you?
Me: It's new, improved Powdered People! Just add water!
Daddy: *stares*'re sick.

We are speshul :D

...AND SQUEE ZOMG [ profile] girlquinn GIVED ME A PRESENT YAAAAAAYS!!! :D :D :D
candyland: (penguin)

And it's official: [ profile] ashleymouse and I should not be allowed out in public.

We now have an entire list of things that we've managed to ruin. This because official yesterday when we were sitting in the Cent Room eating corn dogs and pickles before Vistas rehearsal at three. Hey, I don't mock your food choices, do I? But anyway, our rampant imaginations started having some fun.

Here's a partial list of things we've managed to destroy:

- Corn dogs
- Pickles
- Ranch dressing
- Chicken
- Disney movies
- Silverware
- Christmas carols
- Alfredo sauce
- Johnny Depp
- Deer

There's more--I just can't think of them right now.

Also, we've plotted a drinking game around the movie Bloody Pit of Horror. It's pretty much the worst movie ever made--the styrofoam spider was a nice touch XP But anyway, we want to play a drinking game using that movie and Mountain Dew. Here's what we've thought so far...

Every time they say "the Crimson Executioner," take a shot of Dew.
Every time one of the girls screams, take a shot of Dew.
Every time someone dies, take a shot of Dew.
Every time someone dies and it looks really fake, take TWO shots of Dew.
Every time you find yourself wondering where the blood, the pit, and the horror are, take two shots of Dew.
Every time you get the impression that this was actually supposed to be a low-budget porno flick, but they changed their minds at the last minute, dump four Pixie Stix into your Mountain Dew and down the whole thing.

We give it about twenty minutes until we reach this level:

Mom: Why are you on the ceilin--

We're very speshul people.


Aug. 18th, 2006 11:46 pm
candyland: (jack)
My sister showed me this video, and it's so cool that I just had to share it with all of you out there. As you watch, realize that this had to be done in one take.

[Error: unknown template video] it sad that one of the coolest things I've ever seen involves guys dancing on treadmills? I think that's a little bit sad...but it's still fun ♥


Jul. 12th, 2006 11:04 am
candyland: (fangirl)
Well, I saw Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest last night. Little Sister was lovely enough to escort the entire family for free, as she works at the movie theatre and can do such things.

Oh. My. GOD!

ARRRR, very mild spoilers ahoy! Except for the really good stuff--won't ruin any of that for y'all! )

Oh, and I just have to add one more favorite line:

Jack Sparrow: *sing-songing* I've got a jar of dirt, I've got a jar of dirt... *falls down the stairs*
candyland: (who me?)
Two or so times a semester, campus sponsors a Midnight Movie. Sign up in the GSLC (or what many of us affectionately call the gizz-lik, all wisecracks will be laughed at =P), get a little ticket thingie, be at the movie theatre an hour early to make sure you have a seat, and enjoy a free movie, courtesy of our Student Activities Board. I always wonder how many people in the theatre are drunk...but anyway, on these movie nights, I've seen The Forgotten, Corpse Bride, Chicken Little, Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy, aaaaaaaand...

Ice Age 2 equals LOVE!! ♥♥♥♥

Very Short Review (In Which I Try to Avoid Spoilers) )

Also--I think my muse clocked back in from its vacation in the Bahamas. The plunnies bit me yesterday--big time! Thanks a mil to everyone who poked/punched/kicked/gave it shiny things to play with it. Hopefully, will have a nice little PWP piece for [ profile] 30_nights up sometime in the near future.
candyland: (mouth)
Ganked while I was lurking browsing around on LJ. Is it March 2nd yet? 'Cause that's Lurker Day, I hope everyone remembers ^_^ Anyhoo, meme-type goodness!!

1. Pick 10 films you love/thoroughly enjoy.
2. Find screen stills for each film.
3. See how many of them your friends get correct.

This is a I'm Not Doing My Homework production... )

A few extremely obvious ones...hell, most of them are probably really obvious. Oh well. But did anyone else notice a distinct pattern?

Oh yes, in other news: SNOW!!!! Lots of it!! Like, woke up and found a small drift on my windowsill because I fell asleep with my window open ^_^ As a result, I think most of my classes have been cancelled, cancelled, cancelled!! WHEE!! Almost makes me wish I hadn't bothered getting out of bed after I slept through my alarm this morning. Nothing like getting to your piano lesson ten minutes late to really make you feel optimistic about your day. Luckily, my piano prof is most awesome ^_^

Expect another post later today-ish--of the pervy conversation variety ^^;;
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Well, back on campus after a short break. Back to the regular classes and all that fun stuff.

As the title of this entry states, I've had a very musical week. It actually started when my friend Rachel and I were talking last week, and she asked if I wanted to go see The Phantom of the Opera movie with her on Monday. Naturally, I jumped at the chance. See, my sister and I grew up on the soundtrack of that great musical, with Sarah Brightman as Christine and the indomitable Michael Crawford as the illustrious Phantom. So when I heard they'd made a movie, I thought I had died and gone to Heaven--provided they did a good job.

So at four o'clock, we huddled into the movie theatre and were swept away for two hours on the wings of a black cape (okay, bad metaphor, but you get the idea). It was wonderful. I was enthralled and enchanted. It did take a litle bit for me to get used to the voices--like I said, I've grown up listening to Michael Crawford singing Music of the Night, but I was overall impressed with Gerard Butler's Phantom and Emmy Rossum's Christine. I heart it!

Well, we got out of there at about six-thirty, and went to sit in the Food Court. After about five minutes, Rachel said there was another showing at seven--so we decided to go again :P Rachie works at the movie theatre, so we could get in for free. It was just as great the second time around. The only downside is that I've been singing 'The Point of No Return' and 'Learn to Be Lonely' to myself almost nonstop for the last several days...

I came home and told my parents about it--the ones who introduced me to that soundtrack. My father promptly called me a twit, in reference to the fact that he wants to see it too. Isn't he sweet?

And last night was the ultimate night for my sister and I--Arwen and I went to see Les Miserables. It came to our city, and we got to go. It. Was. ORGASMIC!!! I swear to God, my ears were joygasming the entire time. It was better than chocolate! When Jean Valjean (the main character) finished one song, called 'Bring Him Home,' which ends on a very high note, the applause went on for a good ninety seconds. It was magical, musical, and everything I'd hoped it would be.

So now I get to start poking around on the internet in search of a good price on the soundtrack :) What can I say, I'm having a pretty damn good week so far! But tell me--do you hear the people sing?

Candy-chan ^_^
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A hard-bitten detective with a wicked sense of humor. An overprotective father whose daughter had the time of her life. A singing, dancing candlestick who invited the audience for a magical dinner. What do they all have in common?

Jerry Orbach.

Who, sadly, passed away of prostate cancer Tuesday night.

I wanted to commemorate this because Briscoe was one of my all-time favorite characters, and Orbach was one of my all-time favorite actors. It broke my heart when he left Law and Order, but I was thrilled to hear he was going to be in another series. I hadn't even known he was ill, so imagine my shock when my mother told me over dinner, "Oh, by the way, Jerry Orbach died." The words, "What the hell?" left my mouth.

I did a little reading on AOL News, and found out that not only was he one of my favorite TV characters, but he had originated or portrayed several Broadway personas that I know and love. He starred as the original Billy Flynn in "Chicago" in 1975, the role that Richard Gere would inherit in the (AWESOME) movie.

He also played Julian Marsh in "42nd Street" when it opened on Broadway in 1980--another perennial favorite at our house. Everytime we watch the movie, my sister walks around for weeks declaring that everything is 'grand.' He was one of Broadway's premiere song-and-dance men, and the marquis lights on Broadway will be dimmed for a minute tonight at curtain time in Orbach's memory.

But most of us probably knew him best as Detective Lenny Briscoe, the sharp-tongued detective who caught the bad guy and made us laugh while doing it. Or, perhaps, as a loveable candelabra named Lumiere, who sang and danced with a frustrated clock while cajoling the world to 'Be our guest.'

Hollywood and Broadway both lost a dear, talented friend last night, and he will be missed dearly. God speed, Jerry Orbach.

Try to remember the kind of September
when life was slow and oh, so mellow
Try to remember the kind of September
when grass was green and grain was yellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
when you were a tender and callow fellow,
Try to remember and if you remember, then follow

Try to remember when life was so tender
that no one wept except the willow
Try to remember when life was so tender that
dreams were kept beside your pillow
Try to remember when life was so tender that
love was an ember about to billow
Try to remember and if you remember, then follow

Deep in December it's nice to remember
altho you know the snow will follow
Deep in December it's nice to remember
without the hurt the heart is hollow
Deep in December it's nice to remember
the fire of September that made us mellow
Deep in December our hearts should remember and follow
- "Try to Remember," from the Broadway show 'The Fantasticks'
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Hiya, me again ^_^

Well, I worked tonight. Nothing major there. But I came home in time to catch about the top twenty of AFI's top hundred movie songs.

My family and I love these AFI things, and we like to watch them together. And my sister and I always take turns writing down the titles or actors or whatever, so we can go back and review and give our thoughts on it afterwards.

Last time was heroes and villains. I did the bookkeeping then. We'd called a bunch of them, except we weren't quite sure who the top hero would be. We figured Indiana Jones--but he turned out to be number two. So we were all confuzzled. But my mom called the number one villain--I mean, who else but Hannibal Lector was worthy of that title? He's deliciously evil! But then they showed a clip of Gregory Peck, and I jumped up screaming, "Atticus!" As in, Atticus Finch, from To Kill a Mockingbird. Fabulous movie.

But anyway, I'd already missed the discussion, so I just asked my mom what they were thinking, and she said they thought 'Somewhere Over the Rainbow' would be number one. I could see that. Then I asked to see the list, and I was quite pleased to see several Disney songs on there. I've always enjoyed Disney music, mostly because they've rarely let me down. They just tend to have pretty damn good music.

But anyway, I said I was surprised that they hadn't had Singin' in the Rain on there--the title song, I mean. Well, we keep watching (I'm ashamed to admit that we had totally forgotten to guess 'When You Wish Upon a Star,' which I believe was number seven.) And sure enough, 'Singin' in the Rain' was number three, 'As Time Goes By' was number two, and just as my mother called it, 'Somewhere Over the Rainbow' was number one. I'll agree with that--even though I actually like 'As Time Goes By' better as a song.

What can I say? I just love these things. And it's always interesting to see if you can guess who'll make the cut. I don't family and I have gotten pretty good at guessing who'll be on the list, if not always putting them in the right spot. For instance, I pegged 'Casablanca' as the most passionate movie (top hundred romances, pretty much), while my mom and sister swore it would be 'Gone with the Wind,' which got number two.

And so friends, I leave you with the number two song, simply because it's a song I love, and a song that I think says a lot. Goodnight.

You must remember this,
a kiss is still a kiss,
A sigh is just a sigh,
The fundamental things apply,
as time goes by.

And when two lovers woo,
they still say "I love you,"
on that you can rely,
No matter what the future brings,
as time goes by.

Moonlight and love songs,
never out of date,
Hearts full of passion,
jealousy and hate,
Woman needs man, and man must have his mate,
there's no one can deny.

It's still the same old story,
a fight for love and glory,
A case of do or die,
The world will always welcome lovers,
as time goes by.
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Have you ever seen "12 Angry Men"? It's a movie from the fifties, starring Henry Fonda. He played Juror Number Eight, I think the number was. Or maybe he was Number Nine. Very good movie.

The premise is that a jury is deciding a murder trial--an eighteen year old boy accused of stabbing his father to death with a very unusual-looking knife (engraved handle, one of those zig-zaggy blades, that kind of thing). Eleven of the jurors think he's guilty, but one--Henry Fonda--isn't convinced. And as they begin to talk, and he begins to point out different holes in the prosecution's case, they start to see that maybe things aren't quite as black and white as they think.

And speaking of black and white, there's also a lot of talk about 'them' and 'their kind' and such, which implies pretty clearly that the suspect is most likely a minority of some kind, though they never come right out and say it, nor do they tell you which minority. There is one member of the jury who is an unabashed racist.

Henry Fonda's character was on the list of "100 Years, 100 Heroes and Villains," those things the AFI does every once in a while (they should do more, I love those things!). He was on the list of heroes, though I can't remember where he placed. That was where I first heard of it.

There's a famous scene from this movie. Remember how I mentioned the very distinctive knife used in the killing? Well, they're arguing about the knife, saying how unusual it is, and how that was proof. Fonda's character, whatever number he is, stands up, reaches into his pocket, pulls out the exact same knife, flicks the blade out (it's a switchblade), and drives the tip into the table right alongside the murder weapon.

I'd recommend it. It's not a murder mystery or anything, but it is very interesting how he begins to bring things to light, and prove that a lot of the evidence was quite circumstancial and in some cases, woefully untrue (though not necessarily through the faults of the witnesses).

I won't give anything away, but if you've got an hour and a half to kill, and you want a good it. You won't regret it.

Candy-chan ^_^

March 2012



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