i tried to watch the recent remake of dune last night. i’d rented it and almost famous the night before, thinking i’d have all day wednesday to watch them.
almost famous was good enough, i suppose. i don’t think i was either old enough to appreciate the culture of the seventies or enough of a music junkie to relate to the “doing it for the love of the music” moral. i don’t see why kate hudson won an oscar for her role. she played the same part her mother played for the first half of her career: party girl with a conscience. since when does that deserve an award? while i’m in this paragraph, i must note that i was completely smitten with the character of russell. one word: yum.
as for dune, the less said the better. i barely made it through watching one hour before i gave up and took it back to the video store. i should have had the testicular fortitude to demand my money back and inform them they should be ashamed to have such schlock on their shelves. the paintings were nice, but not at all realistic. the cgi was good, but did not fit in with the sets or backdrops. the acting was horrible. the casting atrocious — half the actors had accents i couldn’t understand. i kept thinking that it was all well and good that they wanted to pursue remaking the film, but david lynch had already done all the hard work. in my opinion, he did it much better, too.
after returning from the store, i settled down to watch boot camp. of course, this meant doing my own form of pt again. i almost wish that it was on daily so as to inspire me to flex more often than once a week. this recruit is in dire need of conditioning, sir!
*kiss*
you’re way better off than I am!!!
Drop and give me twenty!
one.
two.
three…
hey, may i do girl pushups?
don’t ever say yum…
what’s wrong with saying yum?
you’re yum, scott.
Ya know, hearing a man sternly instruct me to “drop and give [him] twenty” just doesn’t make push ups immediately jump to my mind. I suppose it’s a good thing I never joined the military (besides that whole aversion to war thing).
well, pushups weren’t what i first thought of either. but he’s married and i need to preserve some semblance of propriety around here.
Well, hell, *I* am (happily, even!) married. :p I wasn’t specifically referring to dangerman in that statement, anyhow, just ANY drill sargent (even on those creepy sally jesse raphael shows with the obnoxious teens sent to boot camp).
Yum.
i can’t believe you said that the dune remake sucked. i might not be your friend anymore.
come to think of it, it kind of did suck… of course, i don’t think there’s any way you can pull off a Dune movie well.
there are just some bad connotations that come with the word “yum”.. or “yummy”.. it makes my skin crawl.
i don’t understand. please expound.
reminds me of a certain psycho ex-gf…
i never say ‘yummy’ unless facetiously. but, i’ll try not to say ‘yum’ around you scott.