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this weekend (and this week), I went on a Matt Damon kick, which means I watched all three Bourne movies and then Ocean's 11, 12 and 13. but it is The Bourne Trilogy that I want to squee about, because JASON and MARIE and all of them and eee! For spy movies, they're surprisingly character-oriented. It's all about Jason's journey to figure himself out. I went back to Identity yesterday to watch it with my sister, and it's a bit of a shock after Supremacy and Ultimatum to see him looking so innocent and young. Oh, Jason. (Not that he does not always look almost absurdly young. I swear, in that scene in Ocean's 11 where he's got his backpack and baseball hat, he looks like he is fourteen. Maybe.) anyways, I'm busily being ridiculously thrilled by how competent he is, and how wonderful, and how Landy is pretty much made of hard boiled awesome from the moment she steps on screen, and how Marie adjusts and learns and is fabulous, and how Nicky helps him even though looking at a man she may once have loved who doesn't even recognize her now must hurt like hell. (I was so pleased they didn't go the Nicky/Jason route, by the way. I think it would have been a cop-out, and I loved that paralleling of the disguise scene, when he looks at her and you know he's remembering Marie. oh Jason!)
I cannot eveeeen. when he smiles! kahglsdhskhhsld
oh! for those of you who are Narnia fans, this is revisionist fake history for Narnia at it's collaborative best. it is HILARIOUS. Jadis; a victim of British Imperialism? Lucy the Bloody Crusader? Jadis' Always-Winter-Never-Christmas Policy explained? READ.
and now a short poem, and bed! I do not want to wake up early tomorrow. I am feeling lazy and unmotivated and I haven't done anything I was supposed to today. I shouldn't go to that baseball game tomorrow. I probably won't. argh.
Delayed Reactions by Sherman Pearl
After the hammer slams down on your thumb
or the hurtful word penetrates,
a stunned moment follows.
You're like a soldier who feels no pain until he sees the wound.
Happiness, too, is sometimes slow to register.
It was years after the rain had sent
me and the girl huddled close to me dashing for cover
that I suddenly felt the drops.
I cannot eveeeen. when he smiles! kahglsdhskhhsld
oh! for those of you who are Narnia fans, this is revisionist fake history for Narnia at it's collaborative best. it is HILARIOUS. Jadis; a victim of British Imperialism? Lucy the Bloody Crusader? Jadis' Always-Winter-Never-Christmas Policy explained? READ.
and now a short poem, and bed! I do not want to wake up early tomorrow. I am feeling lazy and unmotivated and I haven't done anything I was supposed to today. I shouldn't go to that baseball game tomorrow. I probably won't. argh.
Delayed Reactions by Sherman Pearl
After the hammer slams down on your thumb
or the hurtful word penetrates,
a stunned moment follows.
You're like a soldier who feels no pain until he sees the wound.
Happiness, too, is sometimes slow to register.
It was years after the rain had sent
me and the girl huddled close to me dashing for cover
that I suddenly felt the drops.
