Currently watching, for the first time.

Currently watching, for the first time.

Janet Walker: Well, now, you don’t really approve of murder, Rupert? If I may?

Rupert Cadell: You may… and I do. Think of the problems it would solve: unemployment, poverty, standing in line for theatre tickets…

(via mishawinsexster)

Again, perfect specimen. 

Last week Flavia suggested we go see Before Midnight and I had to shamefully admit that, despite all good intentions, had never seen the first two films. With tonight as a deadline I got my hands on the DVDs and have spent a marvellous weekend with Jesse and Céline. Typically I’m not a fan of romantic films, but this trilogy is a delight for the mind and the eye. I wish I could have watched them as they were each released, but really enjoy the idea that these films will grow on me as time passes. I’m definitely at the Before Sunrise age and stage of life, and Before Midnight seems scarily far away. Still, it’s nice to see the journey ahead so realistically (if a tad serendipitously) portrayed on screen. 


Daydream delusion / Limousine eyelash / Oh, baby, with your pretty face / Drop a tear in my wine glass / Look at those big eyes / See what you mean to me / Sweet cakes and milkshakes / I am a delusion angel / I’m a fantasy parade / I want you to know what I think / Don’t want you to guess anymore / You have no idea where I came from / We have no idea where we’re going / Lodged in life, like branches in the river / Flowing downstream caught in the current / I’ll carry you, you’ll carry me / That’s how it could be / Don’t you know me? / Don’t you know me by now?

Daydream delusion / Limousine eyelash / Oh, baby, with your pretty face / Drop a tear in my wine glass / Look at those big eyes / See what you mean to me / Sweet cakes and milkshakes / I am a delusion angel / I’m a fantasy parade / I want you to know what I think / Don’t want you to guess anymore / You have no idea where I came from / We have no idea where we’re going / Lodged in life, like branches in the river / Flowing downstream caught in the current / I’ll carry you, you’ll carry me / That’s how it could be / Don’t you know me? / Don’t you know me by now?

(via eyresquare)

Watching Wet Hot American Summer tonight because I love the entire cast and could easily watch them read a phone book on screen for 90 minutes. 

I saw The Spectacular Now tonight and loved it. It was nice to see a coming-of-age high school drama that didn’t resort to clichés and managed to develop some complex, compelling three-dimensional characters. 
I also spent a lot of the film wondering what I had seen Shailene Woodley in (A: The Descendants) and being continually surprised by how natural she appears on screen. With The Fault in Our Stars and Divergent in Shailene’s future, Jennifer Lawrence has some competition for the title of my favourite actor-who-is-almost-my-age-and-does-just-as-well-in-blockbusters-as-they-do-in-smaller-dramas.

I saw The Spectacular Now tonight and loved it. It was nice to see a coming-of-age high school drama that didn’t resort to clichés and managed to develop some complex, compelling three-dimensional characters.

I also spent a lot of the film wondering what I had seen Shailene Woodley in (A: The Descendants) and being continually surprised by how natural she appears on screen. With The Fault in Our Stars and Divergent in Shailene’s future, Jennifer Lawrence has some competition for the title of my favourite actor-who-is-almost-my-age-and-does-just-as-well-in-blockbusters-as-they-do-in-smaller-dramas.


But you were so sexy. You were soaking wet from the rain and I had a mad impulse to throw you down on the lunar surface and commit interstellar perversion with you.

But you were so sexy. You were soaking wet from the rain and I had a mad impulse to throw you down on the lunar surface and commit interstellar perversion with you.


Chapter one. “He adored New York City. He idolised it all out of proportion.” Uh, no. Make that “He romanticised it all out of proportion.” Better. “To him, no matter what the season was, this was still a town that existed in black and white and pulsated to the great tunes of George Gershwin.” Uh… no. Let me start this over.

Chapter one. “He adored New York City. He idolised it all out of proportion.” Uh, no. Make that “He romanticised it all out of proportion.” Better. “To him, no matter what the season was, this was still a town that existed in black and white and pulsated to the great tunes of George Gershwin.” Uh… no. Let me start this over.

(via e-luce-fu)

Am I in love?