Post by lilly on Apr 9, 2009 6:24:16 GMT
Okay, since no-one else is gonna start this thread, I shall once again assume the mantle of fangirly-psychosis-fueled obsessive completism and do so.
As already remarked to kitty, I'm reasonably sure that the real Brian Jones did not in fact have a six-pack you could bounce a quarter off of, and after having read Anna Wohlin's book on which Stoned was based, I'm mainly left with the impression that like most geniuses, Brian Jones was a complete pain in the arse to be around for any length of time. Hell, I was almost ready to kill the guy after a while...
Still, my esteemed colleague in the Southern Hemisphere was completely corrrect--as per usual--in telling me beforehand that someone does quite the sterling Michael Caine impression therein.
And thus for that, along with the gloriously tight 60's troozers, I proclaim this a mitigated win purely on those ever-so-craven levels.
As already remarked to kitty, I'm reasonably sure that the real Brian Jones did not in fact have a six-pack you could bounce a quarter off of, and after having read Anna Wohlin's book on which Stoned was based, I'm mainly left with the impression that like most geniuses, Brian Jones was a complete pain in the arse to be around for any length of time. Hell, I was almost ready to kill the guy after a while...
Still, my esteemed colleague in the Southern Hemisphere was completely corrrect--as per usual--in telling me beforehand that someone does quite the sterling Michael Caine impression therein.
And thus for that, along with the gloriously tight 60's troozers, I proclaim this a mitigated win purely on those ever-so-craven levels.
