Inception.

I loved it. LOVED it.

1. I thought the music (score) was excellent. The vibrations during the explosions and little seismic moments were killer.

2. What the *crap* is up with Tommy Solomon? Daaaaaaaaaaaammmn! When did that kid get so hot?? Wow. I whole heartedly approve. More, please.

3. Does Christopher Nolan have a thing for mousy chicks? Would it kill him to cast a blond, ever? I'm just asking.

4. Writers love this sort of story, like an Ed Emberly BUILD A WORLD sort of set up. How excellent, to be an architect. I suppose that's what all writers really are, basically. My only question is how they figured out how to link everyone into the same dream in the first place (was that what those machines were doing?) and how to filter out anything that's NOT desired from the dream and just build, because I'd really love to do that. A few years back, this random from 50th and France was telling me all about lucid dreaming and how most new-age people really think it can be carried over to everyday life (lucid living?). Most of my lucid dreams have happened after thinking very dedicatedly about George Clooney while nodding off, and of course, I'm not complaining, but to build an entire universe all my own? I'll get right on that. My dream universe would be filled with Guns and Roses, blond perms, and the smell of Salon Selectives shampoo. And red bulls. I think Desperately Seeking Susan AND Saint Elmo's Fire would need to be on repeat 24 hours a day. . . enter at your own risk.

5. I had no idea that was Tom Berenger until the next day. I think I remember thinking "Hey, that dude kind of looks like Tom Berenger if he weighed about 300 pounds. . . " Whoops. Sorry, Thomas.

See it. NOW.

p.s. I went through a bookshelf this afternoon and narrowed down the collection of non-fiction books, gathering a huge pile to bring to Starbucks. I guess I need to admit to myself that while important, non-fiction reading just doesn't interest me like it used to. Like Mal, I seem to be more comfortable reading in the dream world.

Two very different uses for the human body......

So I watched SLIVER yesterday. The last time I had seen it was during the height of its popularity, around 1993 or so. It aired on HBO and was probably one of the most sexual movies I had ever seen, after Fatal Attraction and Risky Business. I also had the major hots for Billy Baldwin in this, like everyone else. I think this film was a little strange and exciting for me because it was during the times when people my age were starting to "date." I was a ripe 16 years old at that time and personally knew people who had had sex, though not in quite the manner of Wills and Sharon here. I seriously wondered about all that....business.

I can't really say anything negative about the film; I still appreciated it for the voyeuristic in-your-face doing it that gave me chills back in the day. They got quite a few big names, too. Martin, Landeau, Sharon Stone, Baldwin, Berenger, etc. Not bad. I read Ira Levin's novel at one point but I can't remember a thing about it. Come to think of it, there has been some good myspace discussion on trashy novels lately. I may just have to add this to the Half Price list.......



And secondly: Friday the Thirteenth part 7, The New Blood.
Wow. I have just realized that my favorite part of every single Friday the 13th has got to be the strategic positioning of dead bodies around the camp or cabin so that the last one standing will always stumble upon them. Why don't they ever show a real time breakdown of Jason so dilligently nailing them to walls, getting the ropes to hang them from the tree and then rigging a falling mechanism, etc. ? That would be hilarious! Jason, with his tool belt, measuring and hammering like a regular handy manny? Genius.

Yeah, and the exposed vertebrae, fully visible through his shreds of clothing? come on. I think that little touch was a bit unnecessary. All in all, very nostalgic, very cheesy, very groan-inducing. BUT FUN, nontheless.