Let's see? Is that it? I hung out (briefly) with Mookie again this year, and managed to nab a picture with him this time:
I think, although I'm a little biased, my friend Craig had the best costume of them all: a giant Tetris block. the 'L' block, which we realized Joe Dunn had drawn into his book on the way home. I sure hope he saw Craig! My costume? Carmen Sandiego! Duh! And it was while talking to Mookie I realized Carmen is my Tyler Durden--I was looking for her so long, and it turned out it was me the whole time! It's the perfect crime(s)! And you know what else?
I GOT AN EFFING POCKET WATCH. Sorry, some things are too cool to talk about without including profanity. Well, implied profanity. And pocket watches are one of those things. I am never touching my wristwatch again. I feel so Victorian Era! Plus? It's got Roxas on the inside. And in Roman numerals. Quite literally, it's everything that's good about the world. And I bought a Kadaj doll, who I immediately (upon returning home) put next to my Sephiroth and snapped one:
Aww! Eye candy! How cute! I am entranced. Really. Last night I was exhausted and just wanted to go to sleep, but I just couldn't stop staring at their adorableness. IT'S NOT RIGHT. IT'S TOO CUTE.
Anyways. Back to pretending I'm an intelligent individual who is not a nerd. So, the first thing my dad said to me when I got home was he hated the Coraline book and loved the movie. So, I spent my day rereading the book. And honestly, the only way I can see him not enjoying it is maybe the fact that it's written at about a fifth-grade reading level, and he's 54. But really, Neil Gaiman is a genius, and even though I've only read three or four of his works, I am willing to wholeheartedly say everything he touches turns to gold and there's really no reason as to why I don't own Murder Mysteries or have ever read Sandman. Heck, if even comics that are spin-offs of his are worth writing home about, the man has to be pretty damned good. *ahem* Anyways, give me a second to get up from licking his boots...
So, I reread the book. It no longer made my skin crawl in quite the same way as it did when I read it when I was... 11? 12? But I could remember that feeling and I was able to appreciate the book. (You know?) Well, it was only remembering, till I got to the very end. Reflecting on the book, I thought about the actual process of sewing the button eyes. Oh good sweet Christ. I DO NOT WANT TO THINK ABOUT IT. And the bat-dogs image in my head from the book horrified more than the ones in the movie could ever hope to. It's a good book. It goes by faster than the movie, but nothing about it really bothers me. It's a good book and if you're into the kind of horror/fantasy genre, at least take it out from the library. Especially, I guess, if you're older. I can see how it wouldn't appeal to people over... thirty? Maybe even late twenties. Well, at least, I can see someone old like my dad not really being in love with the book.
But! I love the movie too. I actually think it's the best book-to-movie translation I've ever seen. It can stand alone, and I can watch it without being "That wasn't in the book! Hey, where's x part?" I actually think they pretty much took everything from the book. And I did notice Wybie (Whybee?) but he doesn't bother me. He was worked nicely in, and I am willing to accept him. Other additions to the movie--I can only think of a few, but they were needed, to really show you how great this world was, as opposed to our world. Well, maybe not needed, but it was stunning eye candy. And I only saw it in 2D! You have no idea how psyched I am to see it in 3D. (My dad bought it last week)
Anyways. Hopefully I'll finish Catch-22 tomorrow at work. That's such a good book.