Cold! So damned cold!
Dec. 27th, 2004 10:35 pmSee, this is what it comes down to in the end: in summer, no matter how hot it is outside, if I sit calmly in an air-conditioned room for a while, I will cool down. In winter it doesn't matter how many layers I'm wearing, or what the thermostat insists the room temperature is, or how long it's been since I was actually outside: after I get cold, I don't warm up.
...Anyhow. >_> I took sororial unit on an outing; went to see The Phantom of the Opera, and thence to the Taj Mahal Indian buffet (they do a great nan bread there but for some reason there was no aubergine curry, she weeps). Really liked the movie. I don't know how it matches up against the theatrical version, though; the impression I receive is that the strengths of the film are the strengths of the musical play itself. I'm always up for 19th-century gothic French horror, not to mention musical theatre about musical theatre taking place in a musical theatre (cf. Moulin Rouge). My experience of Andrew Lloyd Webber is limited to a highlights tape our dad used to loop endlessly, so both of us memorized the "arias" completely out of context. My sister didn't even know the plot. She was convinced Christine was going to die at the end, possibly crushed by a falling chandelier. XD
The downside to this film, of course, is that after watching it you will have "saaaaay yoooou'll love me every waaaaking moment" stuck in your head for approximately 3.5 months.
PSA: I haven't been able to access my petronia.net mailbox for days. If anyone's sent me anything, please to forward to petronia at gmail, thanks.
...Anyhow. >_> I took sororial unit on an outing; went to see The Phantom of the Opera, and thence to the Taj Mahal Indian buffet (they do a great nan bread there but for some reason there was no aubergine curry, she weeps). Really liked the movie. I don't know how it matches up against the theatrical version, though; the impression I receive is that the strengths of the film are the strengths of the musical play itself. I'm always up for 19th-century gothic French horror, not to mention musical theatre about musical theatre taking place in a musical theatre (cf. Moulin Rouge). My experience of Andrew Lloyd Webber is limited to a highlights tape our dad used to loop endlessly, so both of us memorized the "arias" completely out of context. My sister didn't even know the plot. She was convinced Christine was going to die at the end, possibly crushed by a falling chandelier. XD
The downside to this film, of course, is that after watching it you will have "saaaaay yoooou'll love me every waaaaking moment" stuck in your head for approximately 3.5 months.
PSA: I haven't been able to access my petronia.net mailbox for days. If anyone's sent me anything, please to forward to petronia at gmail, thanks.