You can't stop the signal!
Oct. 2nd, 2005 10:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
imwaldeI've seen Serenity now, three times in three days. Suffice it to say, love it! And dammit, I'm going to see it as many times as is necessary to make it a financial success.
Mal: We may experience some turbulence and then explode.
Simon: It's ok to leave them to die.
Jayne: Shiny. Let's be bad guys.
Jayne: Wouldn't it be handy to have some GRENADES?
River: I swallowed a bug.
Mal: Is HE alright?
Kaylee: Going on a year now I ain't had nothing twixt my nethers don't run on batteries.
Mal: Uggh. I don't want to hear that.
Jayne: I could stand to hear a little more.
Wash: Can we start with the part where Jayne gets beat up by a ninety-pound girl? Because that's never getting old.
Mal: You all were watching?
Kaylee: Yes.
Mal: Did you see us fight?
Kaylee: No.
Mal: Trap.
The Operative: (to Mal) You cannot make me angry.
Inara: Please, spend an hour with him.
Inara: That's not incense.
Jayne: She is starting to DAMAGE my CALM.
Wash: I am a leaf on the wind. Watch how I soar.
And, of course, the line that got the biggest audience cheer/laugh during all three viewings- Kaylee: The hell with this. I'm gonna live!
I loved it, pretty much all of it. Except Wash, nooooooooooooooooooo! Damn, that's sad. How "Anne" was that River pose when the blast doors opened? Awesome. I loved The Operative, that dude was so good. It was tight, and funny, and action-packed, and full of fan-pay-off moments, and I loved it. Most of the things I liked less were clearly intended to catch up newbies, so I can live with that. I'm going to drag everyone else I know.
Slightly less that 200 pages left in Les Trois Mousqetaires so that's a little bit of progress, I guess.
And, then in sucky news, I managed to break a toe. Because I'm a superstar like that. I stubbed my toe(s) on a chair leg. Four went left, pinky went right. Pinky broken, goddamn it. Broken toes really wouldn't be a big deal if it weren't then for the difficulty presented by shoes. When just chillin', you know, it doesn't even hurt. Walking is a little awkward, but I can deal. It's just shoes, owwwwwww! Hmph. Looks like I'll be wearing flip-flops to work all week. At least it's not winter. Sigh. I'd probably feel better if I had a more dignified reason for the whole thing. Hassles which ensue as a result of supreme gracelessness are harder to swallow.
Mal: We may experience some turbulence and then explode.
Simon: It's ok to leave them to die.
Jayne: Shiny. Let's be bad guys.
Jayne: Wouldn't it be handy to have some GRENADES?
River: I swallowed a bug.
Mal: Is HE alright?
Kaylee: Going on a year now I ain't had nothing twixt my nethers don't run on batteries.
Mal: Uggh. I don't want to hear that.
Jayne: I could stand to hear a little more.
Wash: Can we start with the part where Jayne gets beat up by a ninety-pound girl? Because that's never getting old.
Mal: You all were watching?
Kaylee: Yes.
Mal: Did you see us fight?
Kaylee: No.
Mal: Trap.
The Operative: (to Mal) You cannot make me angry.
Inara: Please, spend an hour with him.
Inara: That's not incense.
Jayne: She is starting to DAMAGE my CALM.
Wash: I am a leaf on the wind. Watch how I soar.
And, of course, the line that got the biggest audience cheer/laugh during all three viewings- Kaylee: The hell with this. I'm gonna live!
I loved it, pretty much all of it. Except Wash, nooooooooooooooooooo! Damn, that's sad. How "Anne" was that River pose when the blast doors opened? Awesome. I loved The Operative, that dude was so good. It was tight, and funny, and action-packed, and full of fan-pay-off moments, and I loved it. Most of the things I liked less were clearly intended to catch up newbies, so I can live with that. I'm going to drag everyone else I know.
Slightly less that 200 pages left in Les Trois Mousqetaires so that's a little bit of progress, I guess.
And, then in sucky news, I managed to break a toe. Because I'm a superstar like that. I stubbed my toe(s) on a chair leg. Four went left, pinky went right. Pinky broken, goddamn it. Broken toes really wouldn't be a big deal if it weren't then for the difficulty presented by shoes. When just chillin', you know, it doesn't even hurt. Walking is a little awkward, but I can deal. It's just shoes, owwwwwww! Hmph. Looks like I'll be wearing flip-flops to work all week. At least it's not winter. Sigh. I'd probably feel better if I had a more dignified reason for the whole thing. Hassles which ensue as a result of supreme gracelessness are harder to swallow.
