Garden State LOVE!
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evergleamI saw Garden State again last night, this time with Rachael.
Actually, I still don't think I have anything terribly coherent to say. It's still just mostly MASSIVE LOVE!!@! OMG!!1! MUST SEE AGAIN!!one!!
I'm still hung up on the scene in the pool, too. I didn't cry last night, but the first time I definitely did. I told Rac last night when we were talking about it, the movie doesn't say anything so profound that I couldn't come up with it on my own, and a lot of it is stuff I've been thinking about lately. But that's just the thing. It hit me so hard, so close to home, that I couldn't help but fall madly in love with it.
Home is an imaginary ideal. It doesn't exist anymore, and you can't ever go back to it, no matter how many times you go back to that place you grew up in.
And Sam. I love Sam. I want to be Sam. I want to be Sam and Largeman. It's so simple and so perfect, and seriously, people don't exist like them. Do they? I love Sam's "kick 'em in the balls" attitude, and the way she feels emotions so severely. I love the way they relate to each other instantly. That happens, and it's real and I love it.
(See? Nothing coherent. Just love love love!)
I still have issues with the last (literally) thirty seconds of the movie. The whole thing is so subtle, and then the ending is so hit-you-over-the-head-happy that it just bugs me. It's a sweet idea, and I'd rather them be happy than miserable without each other, but what Largeman said as he was leaving made a lot of sense. He doesn't know who he is and he needs to go figure that out before he delves into something with Sam. But regardless, no one seriously just gets off a plane they've already boarded to go back to someone in the airport. He'd call from L.A. or something. Seriously. I don't know. I think it should have ended with the shot of him on the plane, or something similar. A phone call to Sam saying he was coming back. Not something so rushed and clunky.
But if those thirty seconds are the only quibble I have with a movie? I'm okay with that. It was a beautiful movie with beautiful characters, and I still haven't been able to turn off the soundtrack since Sunday.
Go see it! What are you waiting for!?
And! Today was my last day of summer employment in the admissions department. Woo-frikin-hoo. I was worried I wouldn't get to see the New Guy at all. But as I was coming back from lunch he saw me coming and opened the door for me and flashed me his gorgeous smile with those gorgeous blue eyes looking awfully blue against his blue and white striped shirt and then later he came in to the back and my heart seriously skipped a tiny beat and oh-em-gee I've got it bad. And hee! My Blue Eyes song just came on.
Siiiiigh. I like being a big dork about some guy I barely know. It's been a loooong time since I've had a legitimate crush on anyone. It's fun!
Right. Food now.
Actually, I still don't think I have anything terribly coherent to say. It's still just mostly MASSIVE LOVE!!@! OMG!!1! MUST SEE AGAIN!!one!!
I'm still hung up on the scene in the pool, too. I didn't cry last night, but the first time I definitely did. I told Rac last night when we were talking about it, the movie doesn't say anything so profound that I couldn't come up with it on my own, and a lot of it is stuff I've been thinking about lately. But that's just the thing. It hit me so hard, so close to home, that I couldn't help but fall madly in love with it.
Home is an imaginary ideal. It doesn't exist anymore, and you can't ever go back to it, no matter how many times you go back to that place you grew up in.
And Sam. I love Sam. I want to be Sam. I want to be Sam and Largeman. It's so simple and so perfect, and seriously, people don't exist like them. Do they? I love Sam's "kick 'em in the balls" attitude, and the way she feels emotions so severely. I love the way they relate to each other instantly. That happens, and it's real and I love it.
(See? Nothing coherent. Just love love love!)
I still have issues with the last (literally) thirty seconds of the movie. The whole thing is so subtle, and then the ending is so hit-you-over-the-head-happy that it just bugs me. It's a sweet idea, and I'd rather them be happy than miserable without each other, but what Largeman said as he was leaving made a lot of sense. He doesn't know who he is and he needs to go figure that out before he delves into something with Sam. But regardless, no one seriously just gets off a plane they've already boarded to go back to someone in the airport. He'd call from L.A. or something. Seriously. I don't know. I think it should have ended with the shot of him on the plane, or something similar. A phone call to Sam saying he was coming back. Not something so rushed and clunky.
But if those thirty seconds are the only quibble I have with a movie? I'm okay with that. It was a beautiful movie with beautiful characters, and I still haven't been able to turn off the soundtrack since Sunday.
Go see it! What are you waiting for!?
And! Today was my last day of summer employment in the admissions department. Woo-frikin-hoo. I was worried I wouldn't get to see the New Guy at all. But as I was coming back from lunch he saw me coming and opened the door for me and flashed me his gorgeous smile with those gorgeous blue eyes looking awfully blue against his blue and white striped shirt and then later he came in to the back and my heart seriously skipped a tiny beat and oh-em-gee I've got it bad. And hee! My Blue Eyes song just came on.
Siiiiigh. I like being a big dork about some guy I barely know. It's been a loooong time since I've had a legitimate crush on anyone. It's fun!
Right. Food now.
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Date: 2004-08-24 03:20 pm (UTC)I thought I would leave you a comment here in case something would happen with your computer and/or aim again...
I just wanted to make sure that you'll still be able to let me in the apartment tomorrow to move my stuff in. Dad and I should arrive sometime b/t 11 and 11:30. Should I just give you a call on your cell phone when we're about 5 min away?
If you for some reason or another you won't be able to let us in, could you give me a call on my cell phone tonight, telling us not to come? (Both Rac and Chris should have the number, if you don't have it...)
Thank you, and hopefully I will see you tomorrow!
PS: If you need an additional incentive to let us in, we could probably take you out to lunch tomorrow ;-)
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Date: 2004-08-24 05:59 pm (UTC)Being the pessimist that I am, I just expected his plane to go down.
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Date: 2004-08-24 06:06 pm (UTC)Too bad....right.
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Date: 2004-08-24 06:41 pm (UTC)The fact that it was kind of sappy is what ruined it. The rest of the movie was so Un-Hollywood, and then the stupid bow-tie ending had to go and muck it all up. It wasn't awful, but I wish it hadn't been so abrupt.