- Panic Room: Good. Although they were some moments when the mother and her daughter were SO stupid, but it’s to be expected in thrillers, I suppose.
- Valentine’s Day: Good. Better than I expected. Did NOT expect Julia Roberts to be the little boy’s mother. I admit it: I teared up. And a lot of people are saying Taylor Swift’s acting was horrible, but I honestly thought it was supposed to be cheesy and bad. If not: WOW. Scary.
- The Sixth Sense: Amazing. Yes, I know, it’s taken me THIS long to see it. Whatever. My favorite line is: “They don’t have meetings about rainbows.”
I finally finished reading “A Clockwork Orange” and all I have to say is: wow. Go read it if you don’t mind books where the protagonist is evil.
(Warning: He doesn’t give a shit about the law–he murders, steals and rapes. Other warning: Anthony Burgess invented slang for the teens called “nadsat”. It takes a while to get used to.)
I saw the movie AGES ago, so I already knew what it was about. The one major difference is that chapter 21 of the book is ignored. Apparently, Stanley Kubrick wanted a realistic ending. In the book, Alex changes and wants to be good. In the movie, he goes back to being evil.
Anthony Burgess is really good: you end up rooting for Alex, even though you know what he’s done. Time and time again, people betray him: his friends, his parents, strangers. And this makes you feel sorry for him.
- Boots: I got girly stuff like a tangle teaser, moisturizer, etc. That’s it. No clothes, no shoes. Couldn’t really find anything…
Wednesday: 1110 words.
Thursday: 250 words. I’d like to write more, but I’ve got to wake up early to go to the Natural History Museum. Ugh.
Something that I realized at the hairdresser’s (my mom got a haircut, and yes, as you would expect, it rained later on. But we had umbrellas) is that I have foreshadowing in chapter 6 for the thing that’s revealed in chapter 18. This was NOT done on purpose, because even I had no idea that Fabienne was [deleted] until chapter 18. But this description in chapter 6 now makes more sense. I love when that happens. (And no, it does not happen very often.)