two unrelated things make a post

[metaphortunate]

1) My understanding is that some children have silvery laughs like little bells. My baby's laugh is awful. He does not laugh very often - he smiles a lot, but doesn't laugh very often - and when he does laugh he sounds like a very old duck having a hysterical coughing fit, or possibly like an asthmatic trying to play "Chopsticks" on the vuvuzela.

I love hearing it anyway.

2) Dude, who recced Hanna to me. I know we are all so very hard up for Bechdel-compliant action movies but jeez. I mean, it was beautiful! Beautifully filmed! But what a crappy excuse for a "story". Or even for storytelling; c'mon, if you are at the top of your evil secret govt. agency, you should be able to figure out that Sexy Lethal Eric Bana is at your front door ten minutes before me, not after. Of course my big problem was that, as usual, I wanted the villainess to win. Hanna had no personality. Sexy Lethal Eric Bana was, you know, sad-eyed and hot, but he made me feel inadequate about my parenting skills and plus he was the second most cardboard cipher of a character. I did like the bratty teenage daughter, she was great. But mostly the villainess, she was Smurfetting it up in an agency full of otherwise nothing but dudes, so okay, immediately there's a backstory there. How did she get her position? How does she keep it? I don't know but I respect her for her career achievements so immediately she's the character I'm most interested in and I know the plot requires that she lose so I am cranky. Plus you have to respect the sartorial skills of someone who can predict a week in advance the shade of the forest she'll be having her final showdown in so she can pack her matching suit and appropriate low heels.

Anyway, crossover idea, free to a good home: Hanna and her Sisters.

Comments

[metaphortunate]

It truly was beautiful. This was a sign, I think, that animation was not the right job for me: I am not a big fan of movies because the visuals just aren't as important to me as the storytelling, which is usually better in text.

You thought the shoes were ugly? :(

[dancingsinging]

Sorry to make you sadface about my taste in shoes! My take on shoes like that is that the little heel is still to high to be comfortable and practical for running, but you don't get any of the pretty of high heels. Also, I'm not into that kind of sorta-fuzzy texture in shoes. Again, too in-between for me.

Also, I think I had shoes kinda like that during my extended ugly-duckling phase. When I was a preteen and early adolescent, I thought dressing like an adult was the ultimate in fashion. Needless to say, I suffered socially for this idea. So I guess I kind of resent the whole swath of fashion that falls into that category. Which is kinda funny, now that shoes like that and tailored blazers and whatever would be appropriate for my age.