...falling down the rabbit hole...

"You are terribly late Alice, naughty!"

Oh YES Johnny Depp, whisper those filthy words to my ever pricked up ears! Although your voice isn't as silky as dear Alan Rickman, i could listen to you for hours non the less.
I stared in awe as the Mad Hatter crossed the screen, a current of emotion printed on his face as his accent flicked around an angry scotsman and a crazed old man with a lisp.

So it wasn't the Saturday but the next week on cheerful Orange wednesday that Mr.Reynolds and i decided to visit the cinema. The film overall i loved, as i knew i would and yet i have heard that it got quite mixed reviews. Ok so, it could've been darker, however i thought it was a tad different to Tim Burtons usual flair he shows in his productions.

There was alot...ALOT of CGI, something i am normally quite against and yet have to put up with in these modern times. It would have been interesting to see what wardrobe on its own would cast on the characters look through the film instead of the photoshoots, however this is no Pans Labrynth.I must admit i was disappointed in the 3D effect. To be honest, i don't find it a great deal different, in fact it was rather annoying, especially as i have shit eyesight as it is! It blurred the falling of alice through the rabbit hole. Then again though to suit the needs of those who positively rape the latest media concept of HD & 3D we had to sadly follow suit, 80 pence for some crappy geek frames that fuck up my eyes!

Rant over....
....Helena Bonham Careter was hilarious. A delight as always when ever she pops up on my screen! It was strange seeing Anne Hathaway act so bizzare! Normally being in cheerful, light hearted crappy chick flicks and what not she suprised me with her odd nature she brought out in the White Queen. Not sure about the dark makeup clashing with the intense White theme running through her land though....hmmmm....

I absoloutely loved the tea party scene. Best part of the film. So much so that i keep reinacting the scottish hare throwing cups of tea! There are great quotes throughout the film, and most of them come from this scene or Helena aka Queen of Hearts.

Yes i would see it again and yes i would still love to create my own version of the film, as much as i love Sir Burton, it just didnt satisfy me enough. I am still not totally sure though if this is just me obsessing as i adore this story so much. He had the right idea, but i believe it shouldve been more serious, darker, twisted, opium influenced to the max. He had the right actors and actresses, great scenery, in fact i wouldnt change Johnny Depps role at all....or Helenas for that matter, but Alan, Stephen Fry and Alice were'nt used to their potential.

...i always come back to...

Broadway cinema.

Soooooo bloody excited to go and see Alice in Wonderland on Saturday (yes which will have it's own say as soon as i see it ^_^ probably will be an essay though so forgive me) but OH NO, Cineworld yet again decides to be a moose and sold out all the tickets...ok so not totally the cinemas fault, more the population of Nottingham going to see MY FILM, yes MY FILM!!!!
I have waited a year to see this...i can not wait any longer grrrrr.

Had a look into Broadway with Mr.Reynolds to see if they were showing any viewings, alas it was not so.

Wednesday it is then.

However, whilst mooching about Broadway land, i realised how awesome this particular cinema is. I really should go to it more often. Really quirky, interesting films, rare oldies and foreign bombardments as well as the odd illustrative artist showing off their work in the main room as you grab some tasty munch.

I remember last time i was there being completely awe struck by an illustrative motion picture called "Blu - Muto". I researched it and found the video, yay, but the rest of the other work on the site is just amazing, really detailed time consuming art. I admire it so much though, all that dedication and inspiration into creating a piece. To think, creativity in a big load can be mentally draining, all that subconcious and concious flow of ideas and thoughts, negativity sometimes worms its way through, and yet the finished piece, you tend to question....how on earth did they manage to do that? It truly is inspiring!

http://www.blublu.org/sito/video/muto.htm

Honestly if you have the time to take a look around the site, you will find some amazing, trippy stuff on there, or watch the video of "Muto".

...you don't know me...

I had a lovely day, a truly lovely day.

It is such a magnificent and powerful emotion we feel when a friend, a close companion, someone who utterly gets you becomes sad, at a loss and we go through their own transition of despair. Yet you were happy before. So happy. Now i'm just down, i'm not necessarily upset, just mehhhhhhhhh....

I get irritated at myself trying to find the words to explain and yet i'm having difficulty in doing so.I'm listening to "Blue Foundation", they're so soothing, a nice sleepy treat rather than wallowing in shit.

I really feel like watching "Where the Wild things are", such an amazing film. Dark, deep and beautiful, it's a stirring for love and deep brooding, it's strange. Really well done, alot more serious than the children's book it is based on


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...i can still hear you sayin'...

I have been inspired to write lyrics again...all because of *Fleetwood Mac*

How odd you must be thinking? Correct. Whilst watching Heroes with my sad monday evening in chilling routine, Sylar implodes all over the screen yet again in his wonderful anger and i hear a song playing in the background..."The Chain"
What a song. Before i knew it, volume level had shot up to 45, porn on another tab, facebook on another and i'm dancing in my room with words striking my thoughts. I have no idea why i was so sexually charged at that moment in time, but the song is now in my filthy playlist! (Facebook does not sexually charge me...i was tending my sad little cafe world)


And so i wrote...

"Spiderwebs, closet of my heart.
Traits of the love you left behind.
Creeping up the lines of sorrow,
Goodbye, Goodnight.

Letters written from the past,
they don't seem to burn but,
I'll still hold on to that last
word that i got told was best, to forget...
You. You. You. You.

Lips i still want to kiss.
Eyes that i'll always miss.
Stupid past lover.

Shattered glass, i don't like ros'e.
Memoirs of the night before.
Box of chocolates,
cliche to the test.
Goodbye, goodnight.

Ice cream moral support
try to do their best but,
all i do is just ignore
the advice of sisters i've made through the years, to forget...
You. You. You. You."