A change of climate
Jul. 22nd, 2013 08:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
yamamanamaOkay, okay, a day on the Common in fifteen minutes or less.
(Actually, I said 'fuckit' when I got home. It was late. The play was about as long as Coriolanus)
No cat lady, or rather, proto cat lady or maybe self-proclaimed cat lady (and even if I remembered vividly, there are 14 million people in New England), though I did see the next best thing: Catwoman and Batman and a few people I didn't recognize and some tourists having their pictures taken with Batman. None of them were from Batman. The violinist wasn't there either, but there was a guy playing the cello and a few saxophonists.
One of the trees in the Public Garden had a gash in the trunk that made it look like a clicker from the Last of Us.
We had a conversation about bad movies, because she likes to go on Netflix and find the worst movies she can find, like Thankskilling and Santa's Slay, and he was talking about a movie called The Conjuring, which had the line "stop farting in my face, Nancy!" and then he brought up the Room when he said the conjuring wasn't a horror comedy or anything. He agrees with Melissa: all bad movies should be remade by Tommy Wiseau. A more different her brought up Evil Dead and was in disbelief at people who haven't seen it. Her favorite good movie is Vertigo. Somebody had a pin on her scarf that said "It's my fucking birthday!" and also one that said "birthday bitch." And everybody sang happy birthday and you could hear it from the port-o-potties.
And then it rained. The whole point of seeing the Two Gentlemen of Verona on Sunday instead of Thursday was because the weather was nice. Oh well, at least I could find Thai basil ice cream exists. I think I met the inventor of it.
And somebody else had to beware of low flying skittles (try to grow up, please, she said to them). They were eating really delicious-looking beet salad and Thai salad.
It was a interesting take on the Two Gentlemen of Verona. 1950s style, interspersed with songs from that era. I swear Launce sounded like the science advisor from Civilization II. Crab was played by an actual dog. For some reason, the playbill has the bios for four dogs. I don't know what's up with that.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WOjSRoxc6mg
Watch the trailer on Youtube. The turkey puppet talks.
this is how you differentiate a tragedy from a comedy: Tragedies are named after the character. Always.
And this was horribly rushed.
Burning Question: What's the worst movie you've seen in a theater?
(Actually, I said 'fuckit' when I got home. It was late. The play was about as long as Coriolanus)
No cat lady, or rather, proto cat lady or maybe self-proclaimed cat lady (and even if I remembered vividly, there are 14 million people in New England), though I did see the next best thing: Catwoman and Batman and a few people I didn't recognize and some tourists having their pictures taken with Batman. None of them were from Batman. The violinist wasn't there either, but there was a guy playing the cello and a few saxophonists.
One of the trees in the Public Garden had a gash in the trunk that made it look like a clicker from the Last of Us.
We had a conversation about bad movies, because she likes to go on Netflix and find the worst movies she can find, like Thankskilling and Santa's Slay, and he was talking about a movie called The Conjuring, which had the line "stop farting in my face, Nancy!" and then he brought up the Room when he said the conjuring wasn't a horror comedy or anything. He agrees with Melissa: all bad movies should be remade by Tommy Wiseau. A more different her brought up Evil Dead and was in disbelief at people who haven't seen it. Her favorite good movie is Vertigo. Somebody had a pin on her scarf that said "It's my fucking birthday!" and also one that said "birthday bitch." And everybody sang happy birthday and you could hear it from the port-o-potties.
And then it rained. The whole point of seeing the Two Gentlemen of Verona on Sunday instead of Thursday was because the weather was nice. Oh well, at least I could find Thai basil ice cream exists. I think I met the inventor of it.
And somebody else had to beware of low flying skittles (try to grow up, please, she said to them). They were eating really delicious-looking beet salad and Thai salad.
It was a interesting take on the Two Gentlemen of Verona. 1950s style, interspersed with songs from that era. I swear Launce sounded like the science advisor from Civilization II. Crab was played by an actual dog. For some reason, the playbill has the bios for four dogs. I don't know what's up with that.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WOjSRoxc6mg
Watch the trailer on Youtube. The turkey puppet talks.
this is how you differentiate a tragedy from a comedy: Tragedies are named after the character. Always.
And this was horribly rushed.
Burning Question: What's the worst movie you've seen in a theater?
