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Post by lilly on Feb 23, 2010 7:05:12 GMT
please know that subsequently I was on the stairmaster at the gym, and when recalling the phraseology in this observation I snorted with laughter most unbecomingly (in public and for no ostensible reason, no less). It happened again the other night; when The Patriot was on tv at the gym, I thought, "Hello, Jason Isaacs" and then started laughing, once more for no outwardly identifiable reason. Well on my way there to convincing everyone at my gym that I'm completely deranged. (Admittedly if this discourages people from trying to talk to me when I'm working out, I really don't mind, though.) As it looks like I may actually get to see 1980 and 1983 next weekend, my question here is for kitty--so will it make sense to me if I don't see 1974 too? (It's playing at some distance away, and as my over-protective elderly dad persists in treating me like I'm sixteen--which, all evidence to the contrary herein notwithstanding, I am not--I probably won't be able to borrow the car for an entire day without him completely spazzing out. Gotta pick my battles, and all that.) I do realise, of course, the potential irrelevance of this question, as the suspension of my critical faculties is likely to occur the moment I walk into the theatre, but I thought I'd ask anyway.  |
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Post by kitty11 on Feb 24, 2010 10:13:59 GMT
It happened again the other night; when The Patriot was on tv at the gym, I thought, "Hello, Jason Isaacs" and then started laughing, once more for no outwardly identifiable reason. If it makes you feel any better, I did a double take and LOLed thinking of you and celia when I saw Jason Issac mentioned in news regarding a new thriller with Mr. Tennant in it  YAY...finally!! To answer your question, yes. There are a few flashbacks in 1983 from 1974, but skipping the first one shouldn't really detract from an overall understanding of the plot. If anything, you're getting to the, erm, meaty bits kitty |
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Post by lilly on Apr 13, 2010 7:08:57 GMT
Yeesh, I can't believe I haven't remembered to post about Red Riding until now, but in any case...let me just say first off that after being concerned I might make an inadvertent noise of a squee-based nature at Mr. Morrissey's first appearance--this was the first time I'd ever seen one of his films on the big screen, after all--I am relieved to report that I made said noise when I saw the theatre marquee, so thankfully I was in the car and thus no-one heard me.  The only really negative comment I have is that I really wished I had seen 1974 as well as 1980 and 1983, because even with the flashbacks, I still felt like I was missing a piece of the puzzle. Nevertheless, I also was well aware of my inability to sit still for long periods of time (and as it was, my butt kept falling asleep during 1983), so when I inflict this on my dad via DVD, we'll definitely watch the whole thing chronologically on successive nights. (He really liked Life On Mars--perhaps not surprisingly, given that he actually was a cop in 1973--so as long as this DVD has subtitles like that one did, we'll be good to go.) As is her win-like wont, kitty was right on target about Paddy Considine's wonderful work in 1980, and I really appreciated Mark Addy's performance in 1983 as well. Hey, and that guy who played Maurice Jobson? He wasn't half bad either! Still, it wasn't until I was talking to my favourite Aussie foodie about the fact that I had a Häagen-Dazs ice cream bar before 1980 and a hot dog before 1983 that I realised there may have been some subconscious motivation as to my food choices. Noooo, nothing particular on my mind, why do you ask?  Though I know that celia will probably have a hard time with the violence, the only part that bothered me appreciably was the scene with the rat--I refer you to my previous statements with regard to animals there--and there was one dramatic point in the proceedings that nonetheless made me sporfle, "Ooh, and it's nerdy Jackson Lake to the rescue!" (This only substantiates my lifelong tendency to laugh at highly inappropriate times. I'll go sit over in the corner now.) And afterwards, I drove down to the Berkeley marina, then stood on the dock under a full moon, admiring the 180º view of the East Bay and San Francisco while inhaling as many lungfuls of ocean air as I could. All in all, totally worth the five hours total of driving, no question. |
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Post by kitty11 on Apr 14, 2010 9:13:24 GMT
The only really negative comment I have is that I really wished I had seen 1974 as well as 1980 and 1983, because even with the flashbacks, I still felt like I was missing a piece of the puzzle. Nevertheless, I also was well aware of my inability to sit still for long periods of time (and as it was, my butt kept falling asleep during 1983), so when I inflict this on my dad via DVD, we'll definitely watch the whole thing chronologically on successive nights. Ideally, it's always best to watch a trilogy in its entirety, but believe me, you're not missing out on anything all that important in 1974 that wasn't already featured in the flashbacks. But I'll let you make the call on that once you see the lot on DVD  Oops, should've given props to Mark Addy as well, because yeah, he was very good, playing against the usual 'jovial fat bloke' type he gets pidgeon-holed into  LOL, or conscious motivation that you choose to deny  Did the hot dog happen to have mustard, might I ask? Not sure if I clarified that detail with you God, that bit made me squirm like all heck, both in the book and the film!! *hides behind couch* If it's the bit towards the end involving a double-barrelled shotgun, I gets ya *touches nose* ;D kitty |
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Post by lilly on Jul 5, 2010 8:00:33 GMT
Alright, as promised--ginormous Red Riding picspam about to commence. All screencaps taken by das kitster--who is now on her European sojourn but I'm sure would appreciate your approbations nonetheless upon her return--so any flaws in processing are wholly my own. (Although now that I finally have a new compie with much higher resolution and contrast ratios, I'm already pretty appalled at how most of the stuph I posted previously tends to look, as well as the continuing disparity between Gimp and how photos actually appear online.)  I thought about trying to post these in chronological order, but quickly abandoned the idea, so instead, they're grouped loosely in 1974/1980 and 1983 sections. (One way I was able to keep track of what were flashbacks and what weren't when I was originally watching the films--apart from contextually in the plot, of course--was noting which pair of glasses and the extent of sideburns Mr. Morrissey was sporting.)   As usual, I love kitty's titles, such as this next one being, "Superman Becoming Clark Kent."   The only glimpse you're gonna get of those famous dimples in these films is here:  When I was processing this next series of caps, I noticed that Mr. M. has got a pretty fearsome glare happening here...remind me not to piss this guy off, k?    Gee, manpain much?  I think these next shots were the ones that made me think, "You know, y'all keep trying to make it geeky, but the Pretteh just keeps showing through underneath!"   The flashlight reveals a grisly horror that is slightly offset by some Cheekbone Porn.  Ah, kitty got arty on me here. (Not that I mind, of course.)   I have several friends who are massively keen on Sean Bean, but it looks like I am forever destined to watch his projects solely in order to see other actors--having semi-recently watched Sharpe's Justice as another case in point.   "I would have been a good Spider-Man too, you know..."  |
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Post by lilly on Jul 5, 2010 9:24:05 GMT
And thus goeth part two...though I have to say, I've felt more than a little guilty about the fact that I know these shots were composed very carefully, and yet I've been cropping them down willy-nilly, not to mention occasionally toggling with the brightness and saturation levels too (only because the look of the entire series is very grim and desaturated--in keeping with the plot--but this can make for some hella dark screencaps, as a few of the upcoming shots evidence). In fact, as case in point...hey, it's a dimly-lit scene, dammit. Y'all should be watching the movie as well as looking at screencaps, y'know...    Kitty's sly sense of humour in titling this, "Colour Coordination" is something I didn't understand initially, but once I did...oh, much sporfling did commence.   Methinks somebody might be feeling a tad bitter here cos he knows he won't ever be mistaken for the handsomest guy in this scene (or indeed, the entire film).   Hey, kitty's the one who took these screencaps! I'm just...uhm...the one posting them...   lucinda, this next is for you.      What I like to imagine is happening here in this next shot is that he's looking off into the distance, refusing to acknowledge that he might not be the tallest actor in this film.   We'll have to establish a definitive Manpain Index at some point, but right now I'd rank Red Riding slightly ahead of State of Play but still no match for The Suicide Club (which, yes, I will make an actual thread for soon, honest).   More of that fearsome glare happening...   Yes, as kitty noted, the sharpish suits TOTALLY work on this guy. (Perhaps not quite as well as nekkidness, but one can't have everything, y'know...hey, I'm really not that shallow, honest! *shifty eyes*)   This relates to my previous comment about having thought, "Nerdy Jackson Lake to the rescue!" during this part of the film.  |
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Post by Illyria on Jul 5, 2010 9:56:34 GMT
LOL! That last pic ;D "BANG!" The 'tache just doesn't do it for me though  Probably doesn't help that my dad has facial fuzz and one of my managers at work has a 'tache as well so it's just... no  |
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Post by lilly on Jul 18, 2010 7:47:40 GMT
The 'tache just doesn't do it for me though Probably doesn't help that my dad has facial fuzz and one of my managers at work has a 'tache as well so it's just... no I'm not sure I can find a more compelling argument for mustaches than on this particular model...though you might want to take a gander at some of the later selections on this particular page and get back to me on the topic. *giant smirk* Though to return to the subject of this thread, I don't expect many of you will be inclined to read all of the numerous articles on this page, but I have to cite it not just because how much I enjoyed the, "Monsters and Labyrinths" feature (oh, how I loves me a little Theseus-based ironic juxtaposition, yo) and found the "Themes and characters" analysis absolutely fascinating since I just saw The Damned United the other night--quite the convincing argument evinced there with regard to the parallels between Peter Hunter and Brian Clough in David Peace's vision of 1970's Yorkshire. As well, the plot summaries there are fairly exhaustive, and served to remind me again of exactly how much I missed by not seeing 1974 (although the region 1 DVD release for all three Red Riding films is scheduled for next month). Do check it out, if you're so inclined. |
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Probably doesn't help that my dad has facial fuzz and one of my managers at work has a 'tache as well so it's just... no 
