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
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...
"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
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
Have promised
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...
no subject
Date: 16 September 2003 14:04 (UTC)I instead suspect them to both be symptoms of a childhood syndrome that I never grew out of:
'But *why*?'
no subject
Date: 17 September 2003 00:53 (UTC)Did you have to disillusion me like that!? So very, very cruel...
As for the 'why' syndrome, oh yeah. Me too (used to drive my parents mad). Of course, because I never did grow out of it completely now when I get the 'But why' questions from the nephews I can actually *gasp* answer them. Most of them. Not the football questions.
no subject
Date: 17 September 2003 02:09 (UTC)Really nice to meet you all, which brings me to the question - who were you all?
- I know olympia, as the name stands out, but the others I only know the first name of and not their lj.
no subject
Date: 17 September 2003 03:30 (UTC)Ah yes, there's always a bit of identity confusion when slashers meet for the first time. *g*
I assume that you know who
And you've obviously figured out
You might want to drop them a line if you friend them letting them know who you are (you know, the person they also went to see PotC with, as your LJ may not give them any clues otherwise!).