still enchanted by the light you brought to me
Guess what I finally watched!
I went into this movie with only the very basic knowledge - all I knew was that there's a lawsuit involved, and that all of Tumblr came out of it obnoxiously shipping Mark/Eduardo. LOL LOL LOL
I went into it fully expecting Mark to be a sympathetic character, mainly because so many people whose opinions I respect SHIP IT SO HARD ZOMG!11!!!11 There's an LJ community. There's fic. And I don't get it at all.
I mean, I appreciated how bromance-y they were throughout the movie - Andrew Garfield and Jesse Eisenberg completely, totally sold the friendship, and I realize that at the core, that dynamic was what the ~fangirls~ have fixated on - but Jesus. I see the tragedy in their story, sure, but Mark is 100% the villain. There's no way to justify what Mark did. I think Eduardo's life is much better off without Mark in it, and Mark is a sociopathic douchebag who deserves spend the rest of his years alone, just sitting there, refreshing his ex-girlfriend's FB. End of story.
But wait, okay, I didn't make this post just to shit on a ship I can't won't ever understand. I haz thinky thoughts!
1. This movie ran on all fucking cylinders, and it was exquisite to watch it all play out on screen. The writing is fantastic, of course, because for all that has been said and will be said about Aaron Sorkin - he is one talented mofo. It felt glorious to sit in that theater and drown myself in Sorkinese for two hours. It was directed and acted beautifully as well, and seriously, kudos to the entire cast. Jesse Eisenberg was so fucking boss. Also O HAI Joe Mazzello! And Anna from TVD! Justin Timberlake was definitely the weakest link, but his character didn't have any layers anyway, so it didn't matter.
It was just a really great theater experience, and it's kind of hilarious that what has been dubbed "The Facebook Movie" is nothing at all close to that.
2. ANDREW GARFIELD WAS RAISED BY UNICORNS. <3<3<3 All throughout this movie I kept thinking of him as Bambi, and it made me want to kick Mark and Sean in the face even more for breaking his heart. His eyes, the hunch of his shoulders, the way his body moves - he's so evocative in every single scene he's in, and his talent astounds me. He killed me in Boy A, and I loved him here, and I think I'm going to be loving him for a long, long time. He's one to watch, that guy.
2a. THE CHICKEN!!!!!
3. LOL LiveJournal. LOL at Mark spamming his flist at all hours of the night.
4. When London Tipton Brenda Song almost set Andrew Garfield's apartment on fire, I felt so grossed out by what I just watched. I hate, hate, hate how this movie portrayed women, and I'm glad Sorkin has been called out on it, I'm glad it has been pointed out, and more importantly talked about.
Which brings me to my final point:
5. teenydino's fact-finding post - along with my clicking around the interwebz - made me think, though: why was this movie even written the way it was? I guess portraying Zuckerberg as an asshole and his (mostly fabricated) rise-and-fall story are a lot more compelling than just watching a small group of intelligent guys sit around and code, but. It's being touted as biographical instead of a largely fictionalized story involving known characters, and while I'm sure no one (least of all Zuckerberg) in the movie is crying into their cereal about it, it's unfair.
That's what movies are for, I guess. The story - the entire film - remains compelling and emotional, no matter how inaccurate it is.
***
30 days of writing
[day 07] your best friend, in great detail
I have many people in my life that I consider my best friends, but when I'm asked who my BFF is, only one person comes to mind.
imjaw has been in my life for over eight years now. I'm not sure how we met - probably through a friend of a friend in freshman year, that's how high school was - but by sophomore year, we were inseparable. We ran in different ~social circles~ during school hours (we were never classmates), but we made sure to separate out some alone time almost every single day. Sometimes we'd stroll around the school's track oval or sit in a lone corner of the caf to eat dinner. Most of them were at night, though - we'd just sit on my bed and spend hours shooting the shit. We'd talk about anything and everything - what went on in our day, about other people in our lives, about music and movies and TV shows. We'd gossip, we'd "philosophize" (lol), we'd break out in song. We'd often end up collapsing in helpless giggles. And we would only ever stop talking because we had to go to sleep.
It has always been like that with us. It amazes us both that we never run out of things to talk about. We logged in hours and hours of conversatin in high school, and while we saw each other very rarely through college, whenever we did, we'd still just babble the entire time. I mean, we describe our Cookleta concert experience as David Cook and David Archuleta interrupting our 24-hour long conversation. :P It's... extraordinary. I've always been able to happily, easily open up to most of my other friends, and I know she does with hers too, but it's just different with us. She is the one person who understands literally all of me, all my hobbies and habits and opinions and I dunno, my entire outlook in life. I have childhood friends, grade school friends, high school friends, college friends, Med school friends, org friends, family friends, fandom friends, casual friends, etc. Joanna is the one person that I can't - won't - compartmentalize into any of those boxes. LOL oh man, I don't even know if I'm explaining this right. We just click, in ways that we don't with anybody else.
Joanna is hilarious, intelligent, understanding, sweet, generous, talented, beautiful, supportive, motivated. She's also a little bit insane, which is what I love most about her. I feel like I'm always at my best game when she's the one I'm talking to because I feel like I'm at my funniest when I'm with her. I'm taken in as the 3rd daughter whenever I sleep at her house. She just - she makes everything easy. She means the world to me.
***
Kris Allen: my constant source of heart-eyes and eargasms.
Chris Pine: unbelievably good-looking.
Friday Night Lights had me sobbing barely 1/4 into the season premiere. (ONE DOWN, NINE TO GO. I CAN'T.)
Nothing new, then. :)
I went into this movie with only the very basic knowledge - all I knew was that there's a lawsuit involved, and that all of Tumblr came out of it obnoxiously shipping Mark/Eduardo. LOL LOL LOL
I went into it fully expecting Mark to be a sympathetic character, mainly because so many people whose opinions I respect SHIP IT SO HARD ZOMG!11!!!11 There's an LJ community. There's fic. And I don't get it at all.
I mean, I appreciated how bromance-y they were throughout the movie - Andrew Garfield and Jesse Eisenberg completely, totally sold the friendship, and I realize that at the core, that dynamic was what the ~fangirls~ have fixated on - but Jesus. I see the tragedy in their story, sure, but Mark is 100% the villain. There's no way to justify what Mark did. I think Eduardo's life is much better off without Mark in it, and Mark is a sociopathic douchebag who deserves spend the rest of his years alone, just sitting there, refreshing his ex-girlfriend's FB. End of story.
But wait, okay, I didn't make this post just to shit on a ship I can't won't ever understand. I haz thinky thoughts!
1. This movie ran on all fucking cylinders, and it was exquisite to watch it all play out on screen. The writing is fantastic, of course, because for all that has been said and will be said about Aaron Sorkin - he is one talented mofo. It felt glorious to sit in that theater and drown myself in Sorkinese for two hours. It was directed and acted beautifully as well, and seriously, kudos to the entire cast. Jesse Eisenberg was so fucking boss. Also O HAI Joe Mazzello! And Anna from TVD! Justin Timberlake was definitely the weakest link, but his character didn't have any layers anyway, so it didn't matter.
It was just a really great theater experience, and it's kind of hilarious that what has been dubbed "The Facebook Movie" is nothing at all close to that.
2. ANDREW GARFIELD WAS RAISED BY UNICORNS. <3<3<3 All throughout this movie I kept thinking of him as Bambi, and it made me want to kick Mark and Sean in the face even more for breaking his heart. His eyes, the hunch of his shoulders, the way his body moves - he's so evocative in every single scene he's in, and his talent astounds me. He killed me in Boy A, and I loved him here, and I think I'm going to be loving him for a long, long time. He's one to watch, that guy.
2a. THE CHICKEN!!!!!
3. LOL LiveJournal. LOL at Mark spamming his flist at all hours of the night.
4. When London Tipton Brenda Song almost set Andrew Garfield's apartment on fire, I felt so grossed out by what I just watched. I hate, hate, hate how this movie portrayed women, and I'm glad Sorkin has been called out on it, I'm glad it has been pointed out, and more importantly talked about.
Which brings me to my final point:
5. teenydino's fact-finding post - along with my clicking around the interwebz - made me think, though: why was this movie even written the way it was? I guess portraying Zuckerberg as an asshole and his (mostly fabricated) rise-and-fall story are a lot more compelling than just watching a small group of intelligent guys sit around and code, but. It's being touted as biographical instead of a largely fictionalized story involving known characters, and while I'm sure no one (least of all Zuckerberg) in the movie is crying into their cereal about it, it's unfair.
That's what movies are for, I guess. The story - the entire film - remains compelling and emotional, no matter how inaccurate it is.
***
30 days of writing
[day 07] your best friend, in great detail
I have many people in my life that I consider my best friends, but when I'm asked who my BFF is, only one person comes to mind.
imjaw has been in my life for over eight years now. I'm not sure how we met - probably through a friend of a friend in freshman year, that's how high school was - but by sophomore year, we were inseparable. We ran in different ~social circles~ during school hours (we were never classmates), but we made sure to separate out some alone time almost every single day. Sometimes we'd stroll around the school's track oval or sit in a lone corner of the caf to eat dinner. Most of them were at night, though - we'd just sit on my bed and spend hours shooting the shit. We'd talk about anything and everything - what went on in our day, about other people in our lives, about music and movies and TV shows. We'd gossip, we'd "philosophize" (lol), we'd break out in song. We'd often end up collapsing in helpless giggles. And we would only ever stop talking because we had to go to sleep.
It has always been like that with us. It amazes us both that we never run out of things to talk about. We logged in hours and hours of conversatin in high school, and while we saw each other very rarely through college, whenever we did, we'd still just babble the entire time. I mean, we describe our Cookleta concert experience as David Cook and David Archuleta interrupting our 24-hour long conversation. :P It's... extraordinary. I've always been able to happily, easily open up to most of my other friends, and I know she does with hers too, but it's just different with us. She is the one person who understands literally all of me, all my hobbies and habits and opinions and I dunno, my entire outlook in life. I have childhood friends, grade school friends, high school friends, college friends, Med school friends, org friends, family friends, fandom friends, casual friends, etc. Joanna is the one person that I can't - won't - compartmentalize into any of those boxes. LOL oh man, I don't even know if I'm explaining this right. We just click, in ways that we don't with anybody else.
Joanna is hilarious, intelligent, understanding, sweet, generous, talented, beautiful, supportive, motivated. She's also a little bit insane, which is what I love most about her. I feel like I'm always at my best game when she's the one I'm talking to because I feel like I'm at my funniest when I'm with her. I'm taken in as the 3rd daughter whenever I sleep at her house. She just - she makes everything easy. She means the world to me.
***
Kris Allen: my constant source of heart-eyes and eargasms.
Chris Pine: unbelievably good-looking.
Friday Night Lights had me sobbing barely 1/4 into the season premiere. (ONE DOWN, NINE TO GO. I CAN'T.)
Nothing new, then. :)