I think I'm in love
... with Legolas. Seriously. Not even the actor that plays him. Just Legolas.

OMFG.

When he did that THING... with the mounting the horse.... I don't care if it was CGI... I think I creamed myself.

The Two Towers was excellent. Just plain amazing. I spent half the time with my mouth hanging open and the other half the time either fighting back the urge to whoop with joy or burst into noisy tears. I was one of several people in the theatre who actually (embarrasingly) cheered loudly several times. I almost went to go see it again today.

And when Justin said he liked the first one better, I realized I don't think of them as separate movies. This is one movie. It's the best movie ever-- and that's saying something. I usually hate movies; they annoy me. Movies, in my opinion, are a waste of time and money, someone's cheap, pathetic attempt at imagination. Some homoginized version of amusement and humor. I hate almost every (American made) movie I see.

This is the Star Wars of a new generation. And good thing, cos the new Star Wars are about the worst excuses for movies ever made. George Lucas and his half-assed epic can BLOW ME. And I will say it now and in the open: I DON'T LIKE STAR WARS. I respect it as representative of a genre. I respect it as a work that was paramount for its time. I respect what it stands for. But come on now, it sucks.

I wish, though, that there had been more gung-ho premiere goers in garb. Justin and I were rather lonely, if not well-respected. We ended up somewhere about a third into the line even though we only showed up half an hour after the first people. We were placed next to a rather annoying Uber Geek with ALL the bells and whistles who thought he knew eeevvrrrrything about swords and the SCA and being kicked out of entire towns and living in a shanty with a broadsword and killing bears and going onnnn and onnnn and onnnnnn about BULLSHIT to three people who are part of an actual swordfighting organization and one who MAKES swords. Needless to say, things got a bit uncomfortable so I left to go air my cloak and parade around like a beacon of garbed geekiness. I ended up making friends with a few of the guys in the front of the line who... uhh... acknowledged that I wasn't there to suck up and take cuts but let me take cuts anyway.

Huzzah for being a cute girl in a leather bodice and elven cloak. ^^

I didn't like the opening of this movie either. And I didn't like some of the CGI. Annnnd I didn't like that they're obviously saving the reforging of Narcil for the third movie in which Arwen will probably heroically parade in and save Aragorn's ass wth it. But I liked everything else, especially the reinterpretation of Eowyn.

I got home at 4:30. UFFFF. And Justin called me from work at 11:30 AM. AGGGH, WHAT WERE YOU THINKING???? X-D I know you had to get up but *other people* were trying to remain asleep. (*wink*)

I am SO tired. And I miss my boyfriend. And I need some hott Legolas luvvin. Blah,

I'm refraining from starting the Return of the King because I know it'll depress me to finish it. Yes, that's right, I haven't read all the books yet. I'm drawwwwwing it out. *GRIN* I'm just waiting for the day when we'll have the whole thing on DVD and I can read all three books in two days and then watch 9 hours of goodness on the third. If I can do this, I will probably combust.

It gives me something to hope for.

God, I need help.