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Pirates ahoy!
16 September 2003 19:51My mother took youngest nephew to see Pirates of the Caribbean on Saturday. I asked her what she thought.
"Not bad," was the response, and then, "Do you think they ordered Johnny Depp to play the role like that.
All innocence. "Like what?"
"Oh, you know. If there hadn't been all those women slapping his face I'd've thought that he was gay!"
Cue mass giggles from Mandragora.
Later, on discussing the film (and Mum's response) with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
alsoa we came to the conclusion that Jack Sparrow isn't gay. No, he's fey. He's got that Lawrence Llewellyn-Bowen (Changing Rooms) vibe, all floppy-haired poet-type on the surface, toying with effeminacy, but definitely a lover of women underneath.
Although in Jack's case I suspect that he's a lover of men, as well. Guess who's rooting for the One True Threesome...
Saw the film again myself on Saturday in the company of a fine group of slashy-minded friends. It was even more fun than the first time round, as this time I knew what was coming and gained great joy from the giggles, sighs and squeals of those to whom PotC was virgin territory. Of course, I've got a while to go until I catch up withtemaris's five viewings, but I could definitely be up for another go.
Have promisedalsoa that I'll see it with her, as she, alas, was forced by her cruel family to go watch it alone. Well, it was either that or the Rugrats! (I think). In my view it definitely pays to go and see it with someone of like mind. First time I was in the company of temaris. (Second time as well, come to think of it.) And we were guaranteed to both giggle in the right places not to mention nit-pick about the accuracy.
Me: She said 'okay'! Since when was okay spoken in seventeenth/eighteenth centuries (whatever-the-hell time period they're going for).
Tem: The cannons are wrong! They didn't have exploding shells in those days.
I tell you, she's got the very *heart* and *soul* of a librarian.
*g*
Second time, as I wrote above, even more fun.
And, oh yeah, I am apparently a man.
In company with a suspiciously large number of my LJ friends list...
"Not bad," was the response, and then, "Do you think they ordered Johnny Depp to play the role like that.
All innocence. "Like what?"
"Oh, you know. If there hadn't been all those women slapping his face I'd've thought that he was gay!"
Cue mass giggles from Mandragora.
Later, on discussing the film (and Mum's response) with
alsoa we came to the conclusion that Jack Sparrow isn't gay. No, he's fey. He's got that Lawrence Llewellyn-Bowen (Changing Rooms) vibe, all floppy-haired poet-type on the surface, toying with effeminacy, but definitely a lover of women underneath.Although in Jack's case I suspect that he's a lover of men, as well. Guess who's rooting for the One True Threesome...
Saw the film again myself on Saturday in the company of a fine group of slashy-minded friends. It was even more fun than the first time round, as this time I knew what was coming and gained great joy from the giggles, sighs and squeals of those to whom PotC was virgin territory. Of course, I've got a while to go until I catch up with
temaris's five viewings, but I could definitely be up for another go.Have promised
alsoa that I'll see it with her, as she, alas, was forced by her cruel family to go watch it alone. Well, it was either that or the Rugrats! (I think). In my view it definitely pays to go and see it with someone of like mind. First time I was in the company of temaris. (Second time as well, come to think of it.) And we were guaranteed to both giggle in the right places not to mention nit-pick about the accuracy.Me: She said 'okay'! Since when was okay spoken in seventeenth/eighteenth centuries (whatever-the-hell time period they're going for).
Tem: The cannons are wrong! They didn't have exploding shells in those days.
I tell you, she's got the very *heart* and *soul* of a librarian.
*g*
Second time, as I wrote above, even more fun.
And, oh yeah, I am apparently a man.
In company with a suspiciously large number of my LJ friends list...
