I just can't do it. I almost bought tickets online to force myself to go, but I know I would rather waste the twelve dollars than watch. Sigh. I cannot, I repeat, I cannot. I feel that I must. I've been writing about female directors, with a special emphasis on American women. Genre films are of particular interest to me. The goal has been achieved. A film directed by a woman has a monster opening weekend- 70 million dollars. Domestic! Gift horses. Mouth. Sigh. I am incapable of either seeing this film or of keeping myself from counting teeth.
The film is Twilght. I have not seen the film and I haven't read the book. I have no right to comment. There is a 2:15 matinee. It's now 1:52. Can I make it? I still really, really don't want to go. I'm really pleased for Catherine Hardwicke.
That's a total lie. The entire thing makes me angry. Updates on my attempts will follow.
There is clearly no pleasing me.
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CHEATER! CHEEEEEEEATER!
C'mon, you know you're totally right, you know you have to see this thing. But I understand your reluctance. You're seeing the thing you wanted happen---a genre movie for women, by women, a huge success---and it sucks. This is, as any ardent Communist knows, never fun.
Did you at least see this? http://www.salon.com/mwt/broadsheet/2008/12/05/target_women_vampires/index.html
Oh, Fuzzy Bastard, the dream has died in Russia.
I love Sarah Haskins!
Did you see the South Park episode? It was awesome.
I have to go re-read Our Vampires, Ourselves.
Twilight Watch, Part 2 will be epic.
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