something wicked this way went ~

[lookingland]

giving into yearnings for simpler times, perhaps, i was compelled to rent Something Wicked this Way Comes ~ that old disney hash of Ray Bradbury's story.

i'm not sure what the appeal is. frankly, seeing it again, i found it rather a let down (somehow when i was a child it was so much more profound). the special effects of course are not so special (this movie didn't age well at all ~ unlike some others), and the story felt about a thousand times more hackneyed than i ever remembered it.

Mr. Dark, of course, was all that i remembered ~ and perhaps that was the appeal (so attracted to evil, even as a child). naturally, it wasn't the evil i was attracted to so much as it was the wing-collar and the vest and the hat. let's just face it, i'm pathetic when it comes to men in collars and vests and hats. woe this era i grew up in with the sloppy styles and the grungy hanging threads. just woe.



and i've liked jonathan pryce ever since, though he most often plays the bad guy.

~ * ~

in NaNo news:

i've decided to return to my original idea for the november madness: a wee strange tale called The Kidnapped Christ. curiously, in some ways it's a prequel to last year's pile of crap novel.

i'm trying to work out some themes for it though because at the moment it feels like a bunch of very odd random events starting with the kidnapping and ending i don't know where.

i did discover in my meditations the nature and "look" of one my character's guardian angels (who had previously been missing). i still don't have a name for the poor battered creature, but was kicking "Ludovic" around as a possibility. it's not latin enough though. and too silly anyway. have to do more thinking.

i have a vague outline that could use some fleshing. tomorrow i am going to ruta maya and work on it, i guess.

~ * ~

it's only seven and i am worn out.

sooo tempted to toke up on sugar, but fortunately there's none in the house.

would it really be so bad to turn in for bed now?

: D