Oh, so, what'd I do this weeked?
Jet-style blasted through the Asian Art Museum. And me being be, first thing I thought was, "you could have weddings here!" Very few places make that my first thought... Loved the Indian sculptures, I always love ceramics, the scrolls and other such inked things were pretty cool. But above all, my favorite was the building itself... Even the escalators were somehow really awesome. Seriously. Maybe I'd have a more comprehensive review if we spent more time...
Other hands?
We watched Pink Panther 2 (swear, I didn't pick it). It was... to expectations, which says a lot. I didn't expect it to be a moving, jaw dropping, film. It wasn't. I expected a light-hearted, mostly non-sensical, silly movie. Indeed, that is what was received. I will admit though, that Aishwariya Rai Bachchan knocks my freakin' socks off. She's such a fox. Not only a fox but an all around stunner: in interviews, in pictures, in bollywood, in her few american movies, and probably in life. She waaaaaas Miss Universe after all. And I'm probably just complaining and being sensitive... But why's the ONLY brown person in the movie gotta be the bad guy? But I guess if she was the other girl in the movie, I'd complain why does she have to be the helpless, idiotic one? Or maybe that's less something to do with race and more to do with sex.... Why are the women either idiots or bitches? Strange...
Also watched Coraline...
I have much less to say about that given it scared my goddamned pants off. Every second of that godforsaken movie twisted my stomach and made me to want to throw up and/or cry. I don't watch scary movies in general, and somehow the (amazing) visuals were more twisted, creepier, and altogether more frightening than some ridiculous porn and gore flic. I wasn't SCREAMING in fear or anything, but then entire time I was somehow whimpering with discomfort and fear. Yea, yea, yea, maybe that's what it was SUPPOSED to be. But seriously, don't take any kids to that one. Scary, scary, scary. Pink Panther was the kind of movie you could enjoy while you watch it and get all you need to get. Coraline? I think one could watch it a million times and still pull amazing observations. My first watch? Too terrified to begin to see ANYTHING. Seriously. So maybe I could watch it again and tell you what I think about the politics it conveys, or how the popcorn trees looked, or the stunning-ness of every second of the movie, or even how much I loved the cute little pink house. But for now? All I can say is that the second it started, I was turned into a quivering child, and the second it ended I could only dread the nightmares it would give me.
The End.
PS, how was everyone else's weekends?
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