Prince of Persia

I just got back from "Prince of Persia". Please bear with me as I do another review.

PROS
.Amazing stunts and action!
.The costumes and locations were rich and breathtaking!
.And I really liked how I didn't realize who the actual villain was until later.
.Starting the movie out with a nerve-racking seige scene was a great move on their part!
.Also, the villians were convincingly evil.
.The music was great and appropriately persian.
.Plot wasn't bad either.
.I love how Dastan was framed and how everyone was trying to kill him!
.Sheik Amar was hilarious! (Ostrich guy)

CONS
.It was a little like The Lion King (Evil uncle, main character convinced of killing dad, ect.)
.Some gross parts like cutting that snake open. Ewww...
.They keep Kissing at the most inappropriate of moments. It's like, "GO SAVE THE WORLD ALREADY!"
.Tamina used the word "Sacred" too much. Me: We get it, princesss. Everything's sacred, okay, great.

.I don't like Jake Gyll.
.I have a problem with the ending. They rewound it too much and Tamina still loved him even though he just
sacked her city.

But yeah, it was pretty good. I wouldn't see it in theaters again, but it was good.

Objectionable Content: a couple references that very few people would get.

Check Yes Juliet

Letters to Juliet was a sweet, moving, and beautiful movie.

I got the opportunity to see it on Thursday, and it was actually very good.

Charlie was the funniest by far! And it made you want to laugh and cry. However, I did not appreciate the few references. But other than that it was really heartwarming. Also, the whole storyline OWNS Shakespeare's play. (I prefer Charlie and Sophie's balcony scene way better.) And the Italian scenery is absolutely breathtaking.

If you're into death, destruction, and depressing dramas of hatred, skip it.

But if you'd love a pleasant Italian afternoon at the theater with a love story, see it by all means!

Objectionable Content: Three mentions of "making love". A man shows the middle finger.

Edit: It's a chick flick, and not one that I'm likely to watch again.

Lately

A lot has happened lately. I've gotten into a Newberry Honor binge, and I'm reading as many as I can get my hands on. I recently finished "Shen of the Sea" by Arthur Bowie Chrisman, a collection of Chinese folktales. I absolutley enjoyed it! It was as wondrous and rich as "Arabian Nights". The best ones were 'Four Generals', 'Many Wives', and 'The Moon Maiden.' They played out like fairytales, but had loads of unexpected twists normal ones wouldn't have.

Also we bought "City of Ember" and watched it. I loved the characters (the Harrow family ecspecially) and the world they created was as brilliant as the plot. Whoever designed the costumes was a genius. Also, it really makes you appreciate life above ground. We really take for granted that the sun rises without fail. But the citizens of Ember live in constant fear of blackouts. I highly reccomend it.

Rakkety Tam Quotes II

Picture by Jenkast
"You mean you killed them...and the guards?"
Doogy raised his eyes skyward, as if seeking patience. "Marm, they're vermin! The foebeasts, ye ken? Would ye sooner be back there roped tae a tree?"

"Save y'breath an' run!"
Doogy's paws were hitting the path like pistons. "Run? What d'ye think ah'm doin', dancin' a jig?"

For a few moments the young hare scout stood swaying, gaping at the two shafts buried in his chest, then slowly into a kneeling position. Wonwill pushed himself into a somersault, reaching the stricken hare and holding him closely. Then the seargant lowered him gently back upon the ground. The young galloper stared into Wonwill's battered face questionally. "Eulalia, sah, charge the bells. Elali..." Dauncey's head fell to one side as his eyes clouded over.

Tam rested his chin on the pommel stone of Martin's wondrous sword. "Aye, yore right, there, Father, an' so are ye, sir. We all choose our different paths. Some are born gentle, whilst others are destined to be warriors. Look at Doogy an' me-all we've ever lived by are our blades. We could no more live quietly in an abbey that Abbot Humble could take to the sword. None of us was forced to do anything against our will. Poor young Dauncey, he was just one of the unlucky beasts. He loved gallopin' an' fightin' with the Patrol. If he had to die, I don't suppose he'd have had it any other way. It could happen to any warrior. Our fates are in the wind!"

Young Folderon sniffed and wiped a paw across her eyes. The sergeant nudged her lightly. "Nah then, missy, wot's all this?"
She blinked furiously. "Beg pardon, sarge, but I was just thinkin', what a glorious sundown! Day endin' an' all that. A pack of vermin villains waitin' in hidin'. Makes you wonder how many of us'll live to see the dawn, if y'know what I mean?"

Armel shrugged. "I suppose so, Brother, but why do creatures have to fight?" Demple picked Mudge up and placed him on his shoulder. "Because there's always good and bad in the land, and goodbeasts have to protect their friends an' families from evil ones who want nothing but to conquer an' destroy."

'Tis braw tae woo a bonny maid,/for love is aye sae sweet./Yet who'll be left tae tell the tale,/when steel an' fang must meet?

"These are called sausage rolls. Me darlin' Didjety makes the best sausage rolls anywhere. D'ya know how to make a sausage roll, Doogy?"
The Highlander bit into one, finding the sausages delicious indeed. "No, ah'm afraid ah don't know how to make a sausage roll." Yoofus answered, "Ye just push it down a hill, that's how ye make a sausage roll!"

Rakkety Rakkety Tam,/the drums are beatin' braw./Och, now ye've gained a heart's desire,/ye'll no more march tae war!

I Can't Believe it's Almost Over

I remember reading the Harry Potter books, waiting expectantly for the next one to come out. I soaked those things up like a sponge. They're actually as good as they're hyped up to be. And they're funny, exciting and pretty much modern classics. Rowling was a poor woman scribbling on a napkin. And now she's one of the most well-known people in the world. I closed the 7th book with reluctance.

And the movies-They've been going on for ten years. Now the franchise is almost over. Some people are rejoicing, saying they're sick of it. But I'm sad. It's been the bread and butter of my life for over a decade. And it's almost over.

What new movies are going to take place each year? More remakes? More unessecary sequels? What annual film series am I going to look forward to now?

I hope others share my sentiments.

Awarded

Gwyn from A Celtic Cowgirl awarded me the Pure in Heart Award about a week ago. Sorry I'm late.
So, wow, I guess here goes:

1: Apples, Oranges or Bananas? Oranges all the way. I love citrus.

2: How many siblings do you have? So not telling.

3: How old are you? Ditto.

4: Do you live on/in a prairie, woodland, swamp, city or other? In my head.

5: Scissors or glue? Scissors. They're more dangerous and less sticky. :)

6: Describe your dream house. A thatched cottage in Ireland.

7: Is your room clean? Absolutley not.

8: If you could be a movie character for a day, who would you be? Hard one...Probably some random mouse in Reepicheep's army, or some hobbit in the Shire.

9: Italy, Greece, France, Spain or England? England and Italy.

10: What denomination are you? I'm a Latter-Day Saint A.K.A a Mormon. Yes, that means I'm also Christian.

11: Do you sleep with a stuffed toy (BE HONEST!!!!): Nope.

12: Gum, chocolate, or jelly beans? Chocolate...

13: What is your favorite book? The Book of Mormon.

14: Favorite ice cream flavor? Mint Chocolate Chip.

15: If you had to eat one type of food for two weeks, what would that food be? Bakery products.
16: What is your favorite Olympic sport? I don't watch the Olympics, but I would if they had jousting or Quidditch.

17: If you woke up and discovered that you had turned into Miley Cyrus for the day, what would you do (note, I am NOT a fan)? UGH. I would hide in a hole and hate myself all day.

18: Describe yourself in three words. Shy, Creative, Unique

19: What chore do you hate? Mopping or sweepin'.

20: If Elmo came into your room with a gun, what would you do? ...This is an very odd question.

Now, I tag EVERYONE WHO WANTS TO DO IT.

Remembering Shogg

Today is the Official Shogg Remembrance Day, as declared by PsychoAngel51402 on Deviant.com.

R.I.P., Shogg.

SRD '09 Stamp by ~PsychoAngel51402 on deviantART

Rakkety Tam Quotes Part 1

Picture by Margaret W./ArtisanOfTheShire

Rakkety Rakkety Rakkety Tam,/the drums are beatin' braw./Rakkety Rakkety Rakkety Tam,/are ye marchin' off tae war?/A warrior from the borders came,/a buckler o'er his shoulder,/a claymore swingin' at his side,/there's no' a beast who's bolder!/O Rakkety Tam has sold his sword,/Ah scarce believe he's done it./He swore an oath untae a fool,/who took his pledge upon it!

Araltum asked peevishly, "Did you find my Royal Standard? Was it damaged or torn? Your Drayqueen spent a lot of hard work making that bann..." The king's back slammed hard against a tree under Tam's furious charge. Araltum's eyes popped fearfully wide as the warrior squirrel had him by the throat, his dirk blade almost in his mouth. Tam's voice was ice-cold. "Ye vile vermin! A score an' a half o' yore creatures are lyin' murdered, an' all ye can do is whine about a stupid flag. I should slay ye an' leave ye here to rot with these poor creatures!" This statement seemed to cheer Doogy Plumm up to no end. "Go to it, Tam. Carve the wee lardbucket's head off!"

Leaning over Ferdimond, he put the question, "Are ye finished, Mister De Mayne?" The hare spat out a tooth, jumping upright like a coiled spring. "Finished? I've only just bloomin' started, wot!"

"They should've made me Abbey Pebble Chucker. Hahahahaha!" She looked around at the stern faces, and the laughter faded on her lips. "Oh, you lot are about as funny as a boiled frog!"

Brooky raised her goblet to him. "Listen everybeast, this good mole is our new healer. From now on, he will be known as Sister Walt. Hahahahaha!"

The blade was as old as forgotten dreams and as lethal as death's shadow.

Armel shuddered. "I've only been outside the Abbey a few times, and then not far-either gathering herbs or for picnics when I was small. It feels very lonely out here with just each other for company." Brook stifled a titter, trying her best to sound confident. "You stay close t'me and you'll come t'no harm, pal. I've been twice to the north shores in the summer with Uncle Skip and his crew. I'm used to this sort o' thing, y' know." She tripped on a rock and went headlong into a pile of broom.

"This bird see harebeasts many times when I hunt far'n'wide. Hear them, too. They say wot wot!" Tam could not resist a chuckle. "Oh, they say that quite a lot."