Post-Christmas Roundup
I love my folks. After my grandparents left on a plane to see our other rellies (Australian Vernacular for "Relatives" - Thin link, I know), Mum and Dad pulled out a few more surprises. My sister got some expensive plates (some China that has roses on it that's worth more than a car or something), but I got a VCR. 6 Head Samsung VCR with
NTSC Playback!!!
Now, I realise I'm not as cool as other anime fans who have had NTSC facilities for quite a while.
Well, okay, years.
But it's all good. I can now watch my Card Captor Sakura fansubs in the privacy of my own home, without booking library audio-visual corrals at uni with the excuse, "Umm, yeah, it's for a 'Music in Cultural Media' assignment" or something else dumb like that.
Saw LOTR : TT yesterday, sandwiched between some crusty old smoker next to me, who had obviously smoked half a pack of the most God-awful cigarettes on the face of the planet, which he followed by cramming an entire box of Nicorettes into his mouth in order to survive the three hour epic.
On my other side were three Kiwi's (half the people in the cinema must have been from New Zealand - I especially liked the 15 Maori homeboy wannabe's who sloped in their Fubu and bandannas under their caps. Wankers), who vociferosly claimed that this was cheaper than a trip to New Zealand and ten times as better. Thank God they shut up during the movie, unlike the sheep-molesting tool who sat next to me last year with his 12 kids and was constantly pointing out all the locations to his spawn. Kind of ruins the suspension of disbelief when some idiot is going, "Thet's weir Enty Kit loves."
And of course, special mention has to be made to the female impersonator with her WWF Melbourne '02 jacket and studded leather wrist band who sat in front of me. She was really good at pretending she wasn't a man, even by feeding all the ugly, overweight, inbred cattle she herded in under the premise of them being "her kids".
I liked the movie, though I'm dreading the supersession I shall undoubtedly attend next year with the first two movies on the screen preceding the third. I shall probably buy 11 tickets, so I can lay claim to all the seats surrounding me so I do not have to put up with odiferious stinky-stink of the unwashed masses.
I mean, at least the people I saw HP : COS with had some measure of personal hygeine. Thanks for showering, Tigris.