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Quick recap: Weekend very full.

+ Cleaned the work fridge Friday evening, brought home 25 unclaimed frozen meals. Only 6 freezer items were claimed. *boggle*
+++ Had very fun sleepover Friday night that you don't get to hear any more about. (Yum.)
+ Slept in Saturday, went on a couch-finding mission (old couch disposed, new couch obtained but not ensconced, thanks to [livejournal.com profile] meowse and Freecycle), napped in the sun.
+++ Went to two big loud movies on Sunday with J, punctuated by lunch.
/ Out of spoons on Monday, but still managed a picnic, a furniture move (ensconcing new couch, thanks to Sam), and AUTHOR FEEDBACK! at the writers group.

+ Indiana Jones was a fine Indiana Jones movie and a nice wrap-up to the series, but I didn't fall in love. Nothing particularly pissed me off, which may sound like faint praise, but in that genre, keeping me politically happy is a bit touchy. (It does not pass the Bechdel Test, but it is not supposed to. It is a movie about a man holding a whip.) As usual, ignore anything calling itself science, mythology, or responsible archaeological process. But I want the villain's sexy haircut and impeccable cheekbones for my very own.

+++ Speedracer: Go, Speed Racer, Go, Speed Racer, Go Speed Racer Go-oooo! Ahem. Um. I am still seeing the pretty shiny colors. I hear this movie is getting terrible reviews and I'm not sure why. I was entranced. It was GIANT and SHINY. It was cheerfully overacted, and anything less would have drowned in the SEA OF FLASHING OVERSATURATED COLOR.

They did some innovative stuff with scene cuts and layered narrative, and really got across the feeling of an exuberant low-budget cartoon. Christina Ricci is exactly the hot that Wednesday Addams would have grown up to be if that wasn't a completely eye-twitching thought. Also, as my sister pointed out in her review, it's actually a kung-fu movie, but with cars.

So if you go see one, my money's on Speed Racer.*

* Unless you are my seester, in which case I respect that Harrison Ford trumps all. And unless you are prone to epileptic seizures. Because, woah, the flashing.

[Obligatory election reminder: Please vote in the LJ election. My ticket endorsement is 1. rm / 2. legomymalfoy / 3. squeaky19 or vichan, and here's my quick summary of major candidates. The polls close Thursday at 9pm PDT (midnight East Coast).]
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Me: I was thinking of folding some laundry.

J: Well, there's laundry in the drier.

Me: There's laundry over there. [We have several clean but unfolded baskets in our room at the moment.]

J: (in a sing-song) There's laundry in the attic, and there's laundry on the stair.

Me: I don't know that song.

J: That's because I just made it up.
Ohhh, there's laundry in the drier and there's laundry over there,
There's laundry in the attic, and there's laundry on the stair...
I don't know the rest.

Yesterday, debriefing after watching Flash Gordon, I was talking, awestruck, about the various sexy plot archetypes presented without any whitewash in the movie.

J: And, of course, the thinly veiled homoeroticism of "Sticking our arms into things with Timothy Dalton."
Me: ... Yes. Exactly.

By the way, I am now awestruck that I have never heard Barbarella and Flash Gordon mentioned in the same breath, since they're the differently gendered flavors of the same movie.

I like that movie very much, and it seems like a weirdly well-kept secret. I've heard Barbarella was 'camp' for years. No one ever told me 'camp' meant 'every brazen sex and heroism cliche rolled into an hour and a half.' Every one. I blushed like crazy.

It makes me want to cast my pen aside in shame and despair for writing both too much and too little, though. If I'm going to write straight out of the Id, why can't I be as shameless as Flash Gordon, nobly executed, and Barbarella, trapped in the city of pure sexy evil? And if I am writing things that strike that nerve in myself, even more subtly, is my writing going to be caught out as the cheesy fantasy-fulfillment that it is?

Then I take deep breaths and remind myself that people keep watching Flash Gordon and Barbarella, so apparently the Id still sells.

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