Oh, yes...I went there.

Friday, June 30, 2006

"Look, it's a bird! It's a plane!! No wait, that's just me." - Superman

So, "Superman Returns" rocked my world. I loved pretty much everything about the movie. As a self-proclaimed Superman fan (not so much comics as movies and television shows), I thought this film was one of the better productions of the story of the Man of Steel.

The days leading up to the film release were filled with discussions about expectations for the movie, documentaries about the beloved hero and a giddy anticipation that distracted me from all other aspects of life (or reality, whatever you choose to call it).

Finally Superman Eve arrived, and my friends, family and I lined up to see the midnight show at our local theater. Despite early numbers, the theater filled up with fans and movie connoisseurs all waiting until one minute past midnight. As the lights dimmed, an electric tension circulated throughout the audience - some fans cheered openly. Finally, the film began, and I was hooked, thanks to the direction of Bryan Singer.

Superman Day (June 28) was a great day. I skipped class to go to a private showing of the film, despite having seen it less than 12 hours earlier. The first time I saw the movie, I sat in awe for the majority of the two-and-a-half hour feature. Going back a second time allowed me to notice many things I missed the first go round. Although I was behind on my class work, I do not regret seeing the film that day. Every moment of movie magic was worth it.

It is evident to me that every shot in "Superman Returns" was carefully crafted, special attention given to each detail, reviewed over and over until perfection was reached. This dedication to the film reminded me my favorite films: "The Lord of the Rings" trilogy. The blood, sweat and tears Peter Jackson put into that trilogy is mirrored with Singer's "Superman Returns," which clearly meant a great deal to the exuberant director. What's more important is how his love of the story is now owned by me.

All-in-all, I loved the film. It is this strong attachment to it that prevents me from writing a review (how can I be objective when I am wrapped up in every minute of the film). So, instead I decided to give this short retelling of my Superman Day experiences. I will say this: if you have not seen the film for whatever reason (you think Christopher Reeve is the only Man of Steel), put aside your feelings and go see this movie. It is worth every penny of the ticket cost, and nothing beats seeing Superman fly on the big screen.

Sunday, June 25, 2006

Feeling Accomplished

So, we (me and Kendall) just finished the third paper! Yay! Now all we have to do is wait for Dana to do the final edit and send it off to Muskogee. There is nothing quite so satisfying in my life right now as finishing the paper every week.

It sounds like I don't have much of a life right now...and that's probably true, but I'm OK with that. I'm getting a lot accomplished with work and school and I still have time to see my friends, so really things are going well. You could almost say I have too much of a life right now.

Anyway, me and Kendall are sitting here laughing over her dirty song on her profile (check it out, she's listed as "Texan Chick 86" or something like that). Thought I should send a little message to let everyone know I'm still alive.

Oh yeah, I'm totally looking forward to "Superman Returns." It's going to be so much fun to go see.

Thursday, June 08, 2006

Editing Stories

I'm sitting at work going cross-eyed from reading too many stories, so I thought I would post on my blog real quick. This has been a really busy week: starting school, returning to work and doing the paper for the first time have all left me feeling swamped.

With that said, I do not want to take up too much of my time by playing on the Internet. I just needed a mini break. Oh yeah, I am also dog-sitting for some people over the next few days. So if you see me out and about and I look like I'm almost dead, just give me a nudge to remind me I'm still awake (and alive, for that matter).