Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?

It's dreadfully embarrassing, but I've somehow become a way-late-in-the-day "Watchmen" fangurl. It's probably because I've had so many comic book boys for friends and boyfriends- I tend to smile indulgently on their obsessions without actually paying much attention (ME? Not doing research?!? GASP!) until I inadventently join in (Yay, Doctor Who!). I've only recently realized that the Alan Moore interest sparked by "From Hell," "The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen," "V for Vendetta," the new "Watchmen" movie, adds up to some cool shit I've never bothered to read up on, which is just not like me. I liked every one of those movies except "LXG," which was so wrong on SO MANY LEVELS- I know opinions on Wold Newton stories in general are divided- I'm still not too pleased with my beloved R.A. Heinlein's attempt to bring it all back home, but I love, love, love Kim Newton's "Anno Dracula" for the name dropping and world building and... okay, I'll stop. Point is, fantasy fans are what they are, no matter which genre name/discipline/denomination they're willing to admit to, and I feel like a doofus. I was blown away by "Watchmen," reading it preparatory to seeing the movie. I don't have much to say critically (this is why I wasn't a successful English major. "Gah!" and "Sweet!" don't make particularly incisive commentary). Seriously, though.... DUDE, I liked the book, and I'm not as pleased with the movie as I wanted to be. It's like a slideshow of someone's vacation- it LOOKS right, it LOOKS like what they told you, but... it's got no balls (yes, Ozymandias, I'm lookin' at you...), no oomph. It does NOT help that I've developed a weird thing for Mr. Scary Anti-Hero of 1985, the Comedian (I dreamed he was macking on me at my granny's funeral- weird). I've become consumed by this visual world, and ever more irritated that the moving version is so... wrong in some ways, and boring in others. Ach. I'm a giant weirdo, and es que obvio que I'll have to move past this latest obsession, cause I can't be the Silk Spectre for Halloween (I look dreadful in yellow), and even if I were, people'd think it was about the movie rather than the book, which would be highly irritating. *sigh* Read the book, y'all- there's cool related stuff on the web: an Alan Moore interview here, some really interesting conspiracy-theory type stuff , even theses on this world. It rocks, way more than the damn economy news does- yet it still fits in with what's happening now.

Good stuff.

Bad movies, King Arthur, and The Doctor

I've found a distraction from the insanity of job hunting and still trying to get the house organized- Doctor Who is the shizzle, y'all! I never got into it when i was younger, but a friend-of-a-friend made us watch the entire first season of the new ones, and I am all over that show. Got a LOT of years to catch up on.

Believe it or not, I had no idea they were finally making a film version of "The Dark Is Rising" 'til this past Sunday. Dunno how I missed it, as my fascination with wiki-spidering is less than 4 months old, but I did- hell, I've looked the books- and Susan Cooper- up within the past three months, definitely one rainy day just before I moved, and SAW NO MENTION of this crap adaptation. Dammit! I'm horrified by the alterations, and by the way John Hodge (whose prior work for Danny Boyle I'd enjoyed very much-except, of course, 'The Beach') has butchered the novel, with the bullshit excuse that no-one really remembers the series anyway- WE DO, ASSHOLE- but, whoa. I don't want to go into the fantastically detailed sort of rant I've read elsewhere, the kind I subjected Dan to (for HOURS) on Sunday. I discovered the sequence in the 4th-maybe 5th-grade, and just... oh, I loved them. Had to buy one each month with my allowance money, as the Scholastic paper (remember those?) featured only one per month, and there are 5 total in the series. I loved them. Those books ate my head, absorbed me utterly, in a way few others ever have.

I've spent this week job hunting, in a half assed kind of way- in Tallahassee, you COULD apply online for some things, but it wasn't the best way to get a job- or even an interview. In Orlando, you HAVE to. If you go to job fairs, all the booth-people do is hand you business cards and tell you where to apply online. So strange. I did have a good interview with Macy's (for two different malls!), and I've got one for The Mouse tomorrow, but nothing seriously promising yet. OH MY GOD WE'RE GOING BANKRUPT. Ahem.

Side note: Don't EVER buy Sam's fragranced trash bags. They smell like cheap elderly whores.