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I saw Insidious today.

This film is one of those you have to see to decide if you like it or not. Personally, I enjoyed the film a lot, but then again there are some lame parts. The beginning credits for example and another when the father's in the further-plane living room. There could be a lot more, but when watching you have to remember something: from what I've gathered, Insidious is an homage to horror films. The music, parts of the style, and the opening are proof of that. But, the rest of the film is original and the scared stay fresh.

James Wan does a fantastic job of using 'monster hidden behind very obvious place' and 'monster jumps out of here' without being overused or corny. The parts that feature these are actually the scariest, even if anticipated. For instance, the demon hiding in the corner. This idea is used so many times, but in Insidious, the part is terrifying. Why? Because the demon is there, hidden in the shadows, and you can't do anything about it. There's also the fact that the demon makes a clicking sound (due to his metal hands) before you can see it.

I admit, the demon does looks like Darth Maul, but he's still scary. There's also that the demon has a tail and hooves for feet, which isn't very interesting, except there are some demons in mythology who feature hooved feet. The final downside is the actual dead people. They're not scary. At all. Outside of moving unpredictably and smiling for no reason, which I deduced was meant to be unnerving, there's nothing interesting about them. But then again, the film is rated 'pg-13' and I'm hoping that if it were 'r', the dead would be grades more terrifying.

All in all, I enjoyed this movie and I leave you with one of the more unnerving parts:

Audie Wathers

2011-03-31T21:09:00.001-07:00

Audie Wathers by spilt glitter; featuring a cap hat

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E.T.

2011-03-28T21:48:00.000-07:00

Found some images/sneak peaks of the 'E.T.' video over on styelist! I'm super stoked that the video is coming out soon. Elliot and I both agreed that after 'Firework', 'E.T.' was a fantastic choice. Second best was 'Peacock', so I hope she does that one next.

I'm not...in love with this video, but neither am I with Born This Way. I like both of the videos, but they're in the category of 'that's great, but uh...'. For the most part, the cinematography of this video is fantastic, except the part where Katy is floating in the white dress. You can tell she's in front of the screen and frankly, it looks lame. Of course, the video isn't real, but having everything blend is nice.

Continuing on, I think the story flows quite nicely too. She's an alien, he's alien to her, he's the last of the human race, blah, blah, blah. Overall, the story is done with taste. Then it gets weird. I understand the need to have the mating animals and all (it's the circle of life and all that jazz), but it's still not necessary. The only part of the video that ties the mating into everything else is Katy turning out to be a half deer alien. However, I would cut the entire mating section out entirely, because in the end, doesn't do much for the video.

Might I also note that the beginning of the video is very Fallout and Bioshock reminiscent, but I wouldn't go so far as to say that's where she got the idea. I've noticed a general trend in apocalyptic/fantastical medias beginning with some kind of old school song, most of which turns out fairly well.

So, the end verdict is a

Noah and Audrian: House Husbands

2011-03-26T20:44:00.001-07:00

Noah and Audrian: House Husbands by spilt glitter;

Audrian Harandi-Kingston; 32
Birthplace: Tehran, Iran
Gender: MALE
Bio: Audrian lived in Tehran until he was eight, when his father got a job oversees in California. They lived comfortably, had done so in Iran as well, and eventually Audrian was put into a private school when he was a teen. It was during this time that he met Noah and Dakota and began to develop a likeness to androgyny. Audrian had never been overtly manly and his body grew lean and slightly delicate. In the next few years, he turned to more womanly clothes than male and eventually, he felt more comfortable and confident wearing only female clothing. Audrian struggled with his sexuality because he was afraid his family would abandon him after they found out-and they struggled with the ordeal, until finally, his older brother convinced them that they'd get grandchildren from his other brothers and sisters. After this, Audrian's gay uncle became a parental figure in his life as well.

Around the age of fifteen, Audrian began dating Dakota, but it was really Noah who helped him come to terms with his sexuality. Dakota and Audrian's relationship lasted until he was twenty-one, when Noah learned of Dakota's abuse-both mental and physical, but hidden well. A final accident, leaving Audrian scarred around his neck and Noah in jail, was the end to their relationship.

In some ways, Audrian had always had feelings for Noah, but Dakota had asked first. With his best friend's love and support (being by his side twenty-four/seven), Audrian fell for Noah as well. Seven years after the accident, they were married.

Likes: Audrian adores comics, superheroes, and Science Fiction. He picked up a comic book early on in California and was hooked. He collects memorabilia of all kinds and half the rooms of their near mansion are used for housing memorabilia.

Audrian enjoys walking around the house in the nude or underwear. He's not past wearing costumes either. His house is quite literally his palace and Audrian feels incredibly confident and relaxed when at home.

Job: Audrian is a figure. He has been for over fifteen years, and even though he's aging, he maintains in pristine shape and practices six days a week. Audrian has been to the Olympics six times and has won medals in four.

Noah Kingston; 32
Birthplace: Beverley Hills, California
Gender: MALE
Bio: Noah's mother is an actress, his father a musician. He grew up among celebrities and the wealthy, but remained humble. He took an interest in music as a child and his parents encouraged him to pursue this. By the age of fifteen, he'd already had six failed bands. Nonetheless, his father always let Noah sing during his concerts.

Noah met Dakota years before Audrian and was extremely happy to make a pretty friends. He never minded the way Audrian dressed, having been brought up in an 'open household', and found himself drawn into everything Audrian did. Soon, his friendship had spilled over into love, but Noah could see the way his friends flitted around one another and didn't act on his feelings-until he found out what their relationship center around. Noah couldn't understand why Audrian stayed with Dakota, but when all went to hell, he practically glued himself to Audrian. Eight years later, Noah was a married man, focused on Audrian happy whenever possible.

Likes: Noah like fast things, especially motorcycles. He owns quite a few, including luxury cars. He tends to push the limits late at night and on deserted roads. Audrian supports his choices, albeit sometimes regrets this after accidents, though none serious.

In contrast to Audrian's love for comics and science fiction, Noah loves old school horror movies. As a young boy, Noah's granpapa introduced him to old horror movies and he took to the idea immediately. While he has his favorites, Noah vigilantly watches the movies quite a bit.

Job: Noah is a musician. Over the years, he's become famous, and has had run-ins with psychotic fans. Audrian does his best to be at every concert, but sometimes the fans get crazy. Nonetheless, Noah does his best to escort him in and has proclaimed on more than one occasion that he is married.

Mori Mori Giveaway!

2011-03-26T19:34:00.000-07:00

Mori Mori is having a giveaway! You should check it out at her blog~

YouTube - Taio Cruz - Dirty Picture ft. Ke$ha

2011-03-25T18:09:00.000-07:00

よこふるしょ

2011-03-24T18:44:00.000-07:00

Yoko Furusho

Howdy!

2011-03-19T14:32:00.000-07:00

My week was mucho busy. I had a garden do on Monday, Japanese test on Tuesday, Academic Super Bowl from 4:30-8 on Wednesday, Creative Writer's club on Thursday and clean up at Brinka-Cross from 1-4 today. (　〇□〇）ﾊｧﾊｧ Everything was fun, but busy. I did fairly well on my test, but I forgot we had homework, so I spent most of my study time doing that. At Academic Super Bowl, DJ and I placed in all our event: 4th in English, 2nd in Fine Arts, 1st in Interdisciplinary, and 1st overall. It was a nice night.

For Creative Writer's club, I added more to Rat Pack, bit it wasn't much. Cambrian gets drunk and parades around in Union Jack underwear. ;D I love him so much! Mrs. Sharp was there as well. Apparently, she's becoming a regular member. She was my English teacher last year and likes my work, so it's all good.

Brink-Cross is amazing! I love this place. Two gay men built the house in the 70s all by themselves and set the house to mirror Native American longhouses. The front door is a globe! The rest of the land are gardens. Last year, we did the same as this: cleaning out the hostas gardens, but it rained hardcore. My shoes got stuck in the mud and Tien had to catch me from falling. @_@ This year, it was a bit chilly, but dry. Fantastico~ There's not much to report here, though I did get a blister where my thumb and index finger meet. OW.

Born This Way Parody

2011-03-12T19:12:00.000-08:00

Updates

2011-03-11T18:56:00.000-08:00

Starting now, I'm going to have text updates on Fridays and image/inspiration/video updates periodically throughout the week.

Wednesday I had to teach my Japanese class how to cook something. I was nervous, because I thought we'd be standing there with everyone watching. Not so much. Turns out, it was just sensei flitting around and watching, while the rest of us did our own preparations and watched if we wanted. I was still nervous though, because I cannot make chocolate chip cookies to save my life. D.J. found this extra chewy recipe on FoodNetwork.com, I believe. The dough ended up runny and the cookies were super dark. I guess some kids liked them. According the Brandon, they were delicious and he proceeded to take two handfuls. But I thought they tasted like ass. Overall, the project went well, except for a few stumbles here and there. Nick and Ryan made Kool-aid and mud pie (oreos, chocolate pudding, and gummy worms). When Nick tried opening the gummy worms, the package flew open and the worms flew everywhere. Ryan picked them up and dropped them in the pie. Then, Ryan couldn't figure out how to open the Kool-aid, so he ripped the side and continuously whipped it against the pitcher side until all the powder was out. It was hilarious. Then, when a group was going, I reached out to put something away and knocked everything off the counter. I tried to grab for it, but I failed hard core. Carly laughed and said she was glad my group was so graceful (D.J. tripped over the mixer cord earlier).

The rest of the week was fine, more work on our papers. And then I heard about Japan. Honestly, I didn't think the earthquake was that bad, not that earthquakes aren't bad, but fuck. I didn't want to see the images at school, because I knew I couldn't handle it. To make matter worse, we found out Shiho, the exchange student from last year, lives in the prefecture that was hit with both the earthquake and tsunami. No one's heard from her yet. At the moment, I've calmed down from earlier (running to the bathroom to stop from crying), but I'm still a bit emotionally unhinged until I hear from Shiho.

And that's how my week went.

Álvaro Villarrubia

2011-03-10T17:30:00.000-08:00

via homotography

Climbed a mountain then I turned around.

2011-03-10T17:27:00.001-08:00

Climbed a mountain then I turned around. by spilt glitter; featuring skinny leg jeans

Fingers Crossed: REDUX

2011-03-06T18:41:00.001-08:00

Fingers Crossed: REDUX by spilt glitter; featuring a slouch beanie

Restarting this story. First chapter up soon~

BORN THIS WAY

2011-03-05T20:35:00.001-08:00

Champion Squad!

2011-03-03T16:53:00.000-08:00

Yesterday was Academic Super Bowl. I had a lot of fun, but I thought the questions in Fine Arts would be more about the art than the artists, so we did well, but not super. I still cannot find the books they recommended, so I'm searching online and hoping I can find the right things. :| DJ and I decided to divide and conquer, which didn't go too well. Now we're combining and I'm going to do my best at music.

Overall, we did fairly well at Interdisciplinary, but Fine Arts and English lacked a bit, because I got all the questions on what she did and her the same. But all in all, we took trophies for Math, Interdisciplinary, and Champion of all~ The event was at PNC, which is a really nice school. I bought my sister a lanyard because she's going there but she doesn't know what to do with it.

Today we had to choose out recipes for Japanese. DJ and I are doing plane old chocolate chip cookies, because not only do we have to teach the class, we have to do the entirety in Japanese and memorized. It's going to be interesting, especially with the groups who have no idea what they're doing. I sort of do, but I've never been good at making chocolate chip cookies.

We actually didn't have enough time to finish translating and she's always busy in srt, so I'm a bit worried, but I'm sure it'll work all right, because it always does. And hello! it's Japanese and if something goes wrong, it'll be hilarious~

At Creative Writers, Jake, Austen, and I didn't have a chance to read our stories. I've been waiting two weeks, because Mrs. Demuth-Lutze had to leave early last week due to her father-in-law being in the hospital. Once again, Drew took a while to read his, fifteen minutes! He's a great writer and all, but chooses terribly boring work. A.k.a Roman-era animals fighting, inspired by Redwall. He's a Roman fanatic and only a fellow fanatic can really get into the story. But I'm still excited to read my story. I'm going to try and convince Taylor to read it tomorrow, even though she doesn't like to or else she'll be thinking of critiques until the next meeting~

So that's what's been going on. :D

lost.

2011-03-01T19:12:00.001-08:00

lost. by spilt glitter; featuring a camel coat

Rat Pack

2011-02-28T14:15:00.000-08:00

Title: Rat Pack
Author: Ashe
Rating: T (I think)
Characters/Pairing: Cambrian, Marigold, Ralph, Eustus, Maven, minor characters
Genre: Horror, steampunk, period
Warnings: Disfigurations, future violence
Summary: Cambrian is the leader of a gang of misfits born with medical disorders and the like. They terrorize people in mid-Victorian London, along with some steampunk flair.
Word Count: 1868

A light fog slithered across the London Harbor, flattening and dispersing along the streets. The roads were empty, save for a few festively dressed individuals headed for Hobb’s Mansion, the premier place for lavish parties. The fog twisted around their heels, flying up into the dark to combine with smoke from the houses and machines-the few autos, the clock, the factories, and the small, bronze robots that tooted steam every now and then.

The shops near the harbor were closed, blinds shut tight. A few blocks from Hobb’s long, winding driveway, the Red District came alive, flashing lights that promised company, stalls filled with any food imaginable, bars and exotic boutiques, and dark, blindingly dark alleyways.
Nighthawks, the common, universal name given to those who enjoyed the night, didn’t mind. Accustomed to the dark, they perused the Red District for something new, because there was always new, and occasionally attended Hobb’s parties. The others stayed clear, to the North Street, alight as far down as the street would allow, because London nights never promised safety.

As it were, those festively dressed and making haste to Hobb’s party that began promptly at eight, were following North Street and up, up, up to Hobb’s Mansion at the top of the hill.
Cambrian watched, hidden by the bricked corner of Lou’s Tavern & Grub, idly scratching his long, blackened, and gnarled fingers over the hard surface. He was sharpening his nails, waiting for his friends to arrive.

There was Eustus, his second in command, face half covered by a mask, hiding away his magnificent, abnormally large teeth, much like the monsters Cambrian adored as a child. Eustus was a man of few words, but Cambrian knew his friend was the smartest of them all.

Then there was Maven and Ralph. Sweet Maven with no ears and Ralph missing an eye. They hid their defects well and Cambrian was proud they did so. Finally, there was Marigold. Cambrian paused in thought, straining to hear a bird call over the noise of the Red District. Inspecting his nails, he returned to musing.

Pretty and young Marigold. Lovelier than all the women, Cambrian had come to lover her as a sister. Her ringlet hair, her beauty, her cleft lip. Cambrian frowned at the thought of her having to cover her cleft. She wore makeup so well, too.

His concentration was broken by a loud, whooping bird call. He turned to his left to see Eustus dropping from a building, gripping a burnt piece of paper. Maven and Marigold landed effortlessly, dresses billowing around their knees. Ralph brought up the rear, cradling his hands. Cambrian beamed when they neared.
“Jolly! I trust ever’thing went well?”

Marigold flung herself onto his side. “Oh yes! A trio of women from France. Poof! Up they went in flames.” She paused to laugh, Maven’s high giggle following. “We gots lots and lots of pearls and diamonds, Cambrian! Eustus promised we could keep them if Maven and me did good.”
Cambrian’s face brightened. He gently pried Marigold from his body, commenting as he did so. “Is that right? Show and tell Eustus.” He held out his hand, palm up and open. Eustus stepped closer and handed the paper over. He pulled his mask down to speak.

“Aye. ‘Adies did ‘ood. Ralph dun burnt ‘is hand.” Eustus’ face twisted into a snarl and his teeth bit down, breaking the skin and causing him to bleed. He quickly wiped the blood away, smearing a stain on his trousers.

Cambrian’s face mirrored Eustus’. He turned to Ralph, tapping his cane on the ground, crushing the paper in his fist. “You get a little too excited, Ralph?” Ralph flinched but nodded. “An’ now you got a burn. Feel good, Ralph?” He shook his head and blanched when Cambrian tried to get closer. Ralph’s face paled. Voice shaking, Scottish undertones pushing through his British slander, he replied.

“No sir. Countermashious to what you a knowin’, one of them lass’ grabbed my hand while she was a burnin’. Got caught in the excitement ‘tis all. Promise.” Cambrian looked at his friends, eying them skeptically.

“He telling the truth?” Three heads nodded. Cambrian relaxed, patting Ralph on the shoulder and enunciated every word with a stab of his finger. “Always. Stand. Back. Not telling you a second time round.” He glanced over his shoulder at the lights of the Red District, jabbing his chin toward the busy street. “Go get that looked at.”
When Ralph and Maven were out of site, running off for a hospital, Cambrian opened the crumbled paper.

Horror in the streets!

London police are hunting down ruthless killers on London streets.
Witnesses have reported seeing demons of the night that swoop down
and kill innocent people. “Citizens should stay in at night,” Police
Captain Harlow commands. “If you have to go out, bring a weapon!”
Captain Harlow recommends buying a robot from Cheap Al’s: The
Best Place for Quality Robots At A Doable Price! Nonetheless, London
police are flabbergasted as to the appearances of these murderers. A
detailed sketch of possibilities is below.

Cambrian laughed when he reached the bottom, a crude drawing of bat-like people attacking Nighthawks on the street. “Jolly! They’ve no idea who we are. Splendid. We’ll feast tonight. But first,” He crumpled the paper and tossed it over his shoulder. “We attend Hobb’s party.” Checking the time, he started for the street, not bothering to see if Marigold and Eustus were following. “Come along! Send Spots for Maven and Ralph. We cannot be late.”

He set a fast pace, weaving in and out of passerby. Margold whistled and Spots, a trusty robotic bird, landed on her shoulder. She cooed at her pet, stroking the metal lovingly. “Go get Maven and Ralph. Bring them to North Street.” Spots fluttered off. Marigold ran to catch up to Cambrian.

She founds Eustus leaning against a counter, Cambrian thanking a woman and holding a steaming package. Eustus waved her over. Peeking over Cambrian’s shoulder, her stomach jumped with want at the cinnamon rolls nestled on a red cloth. “Can I have one?” Cambrian sniffed and held the treat out of the way.
“I’ll have you know these are mine. I took the liberty to order you some though. Don’t keep the Madam waiting.”

Delighted, she took the offered teats and popped on into her mouth. They were off again, Cambrian tearing small bits of cinnamon roll and handing them to Eustus to eat. When they neared North Street, Marigold flipped the collar of her dress up, effectively hiding her cleft. Cambrian licked his fingers and pulling out a pair of gloves, slipped them on.

Maven and Ralph arrived halfway to Hobb’s house, panting from the run over. Ralph’s hand was bandaged nicely. Cambrian inspected the job, nodding his approval “Feelin’ better I suppose.”
Ralph didn’t comment, scratching at his palm instead. “S’posin’ I do feel a wee bettah.” Dropping his arm, Ralph followed Cambrian’s lead up the road, hissing in pain when Marigold slid her hand into his, Maven holding the other. Marigold leant her head on his should and lamented,
“Poor Ralph.”

Maven echoed, wrapping her arm around Ralph’s elbow.
“Poor Ralph. Hurtin’ bad. Hurtin’ bad.” The girls walked in anguished silence, fussing over Ralph, whose eyepath gears were spinning wildly from the attention of two girls.
Cambrian, contently stuffed from his favorite treat, watched them with disgust. “Nothin’ but saps. Not splendid at all.” He was outright ignored. Eustus squeezed Cambrian’s shoulder for comfort. When he spoke, his voice was muffled by the mask. Cambrian could smell the cinnamon on his breath.
“Dun mind ‘em. Hobb’s party’ll ‘elp yah.” He supposed his friend was right. He could practically feel the smile Eustus was sure to be sporting.

Hobb’s mansion could only be described as priceless art. Born in the early years, Howard Hobb was a pioneer in mechanics, designing most of the town as a young man. In later years, he built his mansion, a massive structure ornately decorated.

Carved creatures of stone hung at the corners, intricate scenery on the walls and metal, huge shining metal, powered the doors and windows. Inside was even more garishly put together, clocks and robots on many surfaces. But the most amazing, in Cambrian’s opinion, was the flying lanterns, changing color on the mood. He had asked Hobb the secret to this one, but the man had said they were mere machines. Cambrian thought otherwise, but had kept his mouth shut.
Walking through the threshold, he gazed at the ceiling, lost in the wonderful, flickering light. Marigold tugged his arm, pink lighting turning her otherwise yellow tinted skin a nice shade of orange. He looked down at her, annoyed at being pulled away from his favorite toy. He snapped at her, not caring when her face pinched in shame.
“Whas so important? Cantya see I’m busy?”

Marigold smoothed her hair. “Hobb’s wants to talk to you an’ Eustus.” Cambrian sighed, but left the lanterns in search of Hobb, Eustus trailing behind and scowling at all the smiling faces.
Cambrian would have to remind him to be polite when in public, later. Now, he was focused entirely on navigating the towering hallways nearly bursting with people. When they were free of confines and stepping into the ballroom, Cambrian spotted Hobb. The man was shouting in glee holding a glass of wine, goggles whirring in motion.

Poor fellow, Cambrian thought, going to have a bonker hangover in the morn. Hobb shouted louder when he noticed Eustus and Cambrian. The small crowd around him cheered, too drunk to fully understand what for. A robot appeared out of the crowd, offering them drinks. Cambrian carefully sipped his. Better not to get drunk early.

Hobb jumped off the table he had been occupying and shouted, “M’boys! Glad you could make it! Bloody fun we’re having!” Cambrian was engulfed in a hug, Hobb slobbering over his neck. He repeated the act with Eustus. When Hobb was busy with Eustus, Cambrian wiped his neck with a grimace, but smiled when Hobb stood back to admire them, stumbling over his feet. He too a hearty drink and slurred, “Ye look good. Such as proper boys should Wishin’ I was a youngin’”
Cambrian waved him off.

“Nonsense! You’re a healthy-” He faulted. How old was Hobb? The man laughed in Cambrian’s face, flecks of spit hitting his skin. He bit the inside of his cheek to stop from shoving Hobb out of the way. Sometimes the old man could be disgusting.

Instead of turning to anger, Hobb continued to laugh. “A healthy sixty to me!” He held his glass up in a toast. The small crowd around them rose their glasses. Eustus eagerly rose his, slipping his mask off, downing the liquor in one gulp. Begrudgingly, Cambrian tipped his glass in a solute, deciding that whatever Hobb had wanted them for could wait. He slipped away, searching for a restroom to wash his face.

Marigold intercepted him halfway through the ballroom, flinging herself into his arms. “Cambrian! Let’s dance!” He was whisked away to the multitude of partners spinning around the floor. Marigold tugged him close, forcing his arm around her waste.

Eatpress Spongecake

2011-02-27T16:26:00.000-08:00

Eatpress is a delicious blog about what else? Yummy food. Since taking my first cooking class in high school, I've been focused on cooking by myself. I've always adored food, but lacked any sense whatsoever on cooking. Now, I constantly rip recipes out of magazines in class (Housing/Interior Design and Fashion Trends. Needless to say, my teacher has no clue) for future use. My favorite kind of foods? Sweets and pastries. Might I say they're also some of the funnest dishes to make. Anyway, I saw this simple recipe for Spongecake and am now set on trying it out this week. I'll be sure to share the results.

Spongecake
This is a double recipe, we’re making 2 cakes to sandwich, half it if you just want one (but it won’t be very high)

* 4 eggs
* 3/4 c (150g) caster sugar
* 3/4 c (150g) plain flour
* You can add 1/2 tsp baking powder if you want it s bit higher, but we don’t usually

For the filling:

You really can go crazy here, we like cream and some fresh berries, but you could use jam too, your favorite preserves, why not try it with the lemon curd from the lemon meringue post!

Preheat the oven to 180ºC (350ºF) and grease 2 x 7 or 8 in springform or round tins.

So how do these few little ingredients make a cake? The important part is the first step (Don’t worry, it’s simple)

Pop the eggs into a bowl and beat for a few seconds, add the sugar and beat on high for 5 minutes. This is quite a lot longer than for other recipes, but this is how you’ll perfect your sponge. The mixture will change from eggy golden to smooth and white and will practically double in size.

All you need to do is gently fold in the flour with a spoon and divide the mixture between the two baking tins and bake for 30 minutes. Might be a bit longer or shorter depending on your oven, so check 5 minutes before.

The sponge will feel soft and springy when it’s done. Don’t be tempted to eat a sponge while it’s still warm either, these cakes need to be cooled to realize their perfect texture. When they are cooled, whack some cream and berries on top of one sponge and pop the other sponge on-top! Perfect for high teas, afternoon treats or daily…

The Blonds RTW 2011

2011-02-26T20:25:00.000-08:00

Images: NYM

Can I Have a Hall Pass?

2011-02-26T16:00:00.000-08:00

First and foremost, woot is now in Merriam-Webster's online dictionary and won word of the year. According to Merriam, woot is defined as, expressing joy and similar to 'yay'. I'm surprised woot hasn't made it into the print version, considering how common the word has become.

Yesterday I saw Hall Pass! The basis of the film follows two average men, Owen Wilson and Jason Sudeikis, who get a Hall Pass-a week off from marriage. Their wives, Jenna Fischer and Christina Applegate, spend the week at Cap Cod, while the posse of Owen and Justin follow the guys around. Lots of wicked chaos ensues.

I would recommend this film for anyone seventeen plus, if only because anyone younger wouldn't understand a lot of the jokes or may be uncomfortable seeing nudity in a theater. They would probably also complain about the film following middle aged adults.

I admit, I had my doubts. I honestly thought the film would end up a near porno (note: Hot Tub Time Machine), but they did a fine job of stopping and extending the right moments to create a hilarious movie. There are some down parts, namely toward the end, that seem a bit too random, but overall, I enjoyed myself to the point of laughing to tears.