So, dork that I am, naturally I just got back from seeing the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles movie.
Though admittedly Splinter has gained a sweet beard. Apparently they've offed Shredder for the time being, because the villain was...not him. This makes me sad. But of course it was oh-so-subtly foreshadowed that he will be back next time.
In a nutshell: Mikey has nightmares about birthday parties. (WE HAVE SO MUCH IN COMMON.) Donatello is not playing hard-to-get; it's not that kind of phone line. Leonardo is a Jedi, like his father before him. Raphael is kind of becoming my favorite. And there are fight sequences made of awesome, and even character development made of awesome.
So, not raping my childhood! Woohoo! Though the rubber suits and the fight scenes that consisted of a dark screen and some vaguely violent sound effects did used to add a certain je ne sais porquoi. And Casey is not the Casey I had a crush on, but April is apparently The Bride from Kill Bill.
In other news, I went to the batting cages yesterday and to the doctor's to get vaccinated today, so now each of my arms hurt for entirely different reasons. And I have to work seven hours tomorrow with the bleach-blonde Cosmopolitan-reading crowd. Exciting! I think I will console myself by going to put on that copy of 'Turtles versus Leatherhead' I bought at Hollywood video for two dollars. I guarantee!
(Less dorky recent viewing includes Amazing Grace and 300. Both awesome. Also SUPERNATURAL, SFDJKDJLK.)