The Mist

yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawn

The Mist wasn't too scary. Scary enough, but the religious fanatic was more annoying than scary, the blood and fighting (a lot of it) was more gruesome than scary, and it actually wasn't too bad. Some parts did make me twitch a lot and hide, but not the bone-deep disturbing type of scariness that gives you nightmares at night. It's DEPRESSING though. Very much so.

Afterwards-- late, nothing's open (oh how I wish this were Taiwan) except Verde. So we went to Verde. 'cept halfway we changed our mind and went to Q-cup. Which was closed (we're brilliant). So we ended up going to Jake's! And had a spicy bucket of wings. o____O;; I can feel it in my stomach now.

Um. Stuff happened. I remembered to buy my dad milk! At 11:30 pm! /prouds self

Oh piano lesson was good todayyyyyy.

Yeah. I think that's it.

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holy shit

Lust, Caution is intense.

Not just the sex, I mean, the whole movie is freaking intense. The espionage, the things left unsaid, layers and layers of meaning behind words, the atmosphere, jeezus. Even when they're rolling on the bed, on the left of the screen there's a small corner of something jutting out, out of focus, v. small, all the screen's taken up by the people and the bed, and there's a split second when he glances up, completely unintentional, just sweeps his eyes across the shelf, the desk, whatever it is, and it flows into focus and out again and it's his pistol. Just a second, nothing more. If you're not paying attention you won't even see it. But little things, subtle things. The atmosphere is suffocating.

V. different from the short story. If I had to put it into words, I would say the story was cold and the movie was hot. The story was a skeleton, an outline of something that happened and passed that leaves you with a slight chill, pondering it. The movie gets you involved, gets you living the character's life, draws you in like a whirlpool.

It's so depressing. Why's everything I watch so depressing. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~