Spiderman 3. And perhaps some updates on my life.
David and I went to see Spiderman 3 on ... Friday, I believe.
After laughing a lot throughout the film, I've come to the conclusion that Peter Parker is ultimately far, far too emo. I expected him to break into MJ's place, steal some of her makeup and pop into a scene looking like this:
I'm now wishing I had placed a single tear beneath his eye. Ah, well.
But seriously. What was with the hair, and the near constant flipping of it? David kept saying that if Peter started spouting poetry to Maryjane, he was leaving the theatre. I couldn't really blame him, and would've done the same. Though on the flipside, it'd be hysterical. Maybe.
Later on, he pointed out to me that Tobey Maguire (with the darker hair and emo-style) looks remarkably like the lead singer from some band called Bright Eyes. Have a look-see for yourself, eh?
Or, if you need to see him with blueish eyes like Tobey, then have my craptastical Photoshopped version:
Also... I may very well go to hell for this, but... I'm--I'm sorry, but was I the only one who thought Maguire resembled a certain twisted dictator? Seriously. Could not stop thinking that throughout certain parts of the movie.
"Ja, I coouldeen't find my mascaira today and Maryjane doesn't understand my suffering. No vone understands my hell!"
Disclaimer: Okay. I'm not making light of a terrible thing such as the Holocaust, Hitler, etc. I think it was a horrible, incredibly tragic and sad part of our world history. I don't mean to offend anyone, and I'm sorry if I have.
... But seriously. How can you not see that?!
I know I kept using the same pictures over and over, but them's the breaks when those are the only decent pictures you can find.
If ANY of you can find me... you know... that final scene with the Sandman? I would love you forEVER and be ever so grateful. I needs to make myself a background outta that.
Okay, this concludes my semi-pointless bulletin. Check my blog soon for Flogging Molly schtuff.
So yeah, thar ye go, Lise. The bulletin from my MySpace. :] Nothing hilarious. Just thought I'd share.
Umm, I've moved out of my parents' house, I'm having a lot of medical procedures at the end of the month (nothing to freak over, nothing I really want to talk about at the moment, so... don't worry about it ^^) and after that I get a job and start working. EWWWWW. Fun fun fun.
Also... Rest In Peace, Trooper.
Until next time.