Captain EO: dance-fighting

Last night's dream involved Captain EO and zombie-wolves—very reminiscent of the "muttations" from Hunger Games. Anyway, things got pretty scary since Captain EO decided to disappear right when the zombie-wolves showed up to wreak havoc.

Heaven knows I don't have the skills to fight evil with song and dance like he does!

You don't wanna know how it ended up with me and the zombie-wolves.
But I think if I had perfected my moonwalk, things would've gone a lot smoother. 

kylie

At least three different  people have told me that I remind them of Kylie the opossum from Fantastic Mr. Fox.

Though in my heart I want to be Kristoffersen or the mysterious wolf—i think I would have to agree with them. 

In fact, out of all the characters in any movie i can think of, this opossum's personality comes pretty close to mine. 

I even make that face. 

Star Wars Kiss Scene

After dedicating me weekend to watching all the Star Wars episodes, I have determined that this little number from Empire Strikes Back  is still my favorite scene in the entire trilogy (try to ignore those lame captions at the beginning):

Next to the killer kiss in Some Kind of Wonderful, this also may be one of my favorite kiss scenes ever. The sexual tension between these two is off the charts! Of course, C-3PO HAS TO INTERRUPT.

Han Solo. . . what a dream.

The Last Lions

Saw this movie at the Broadway Cinemas in Salt Lake the other night, and loved it.

I laughed, I cried, I was on the edge of my seat the whole time. 

Thank you, National Geographic Entertainment.

"If growing up were easy, why would it take so long?"

-Papa Mousekewitz



Yes, I just quoted Fievel Goes West. What of it?

heartbreaker girls

If Dr. Jones was my professor, I would have done the same thing.

Who cries during Dumbo?

Apparently, I cry during Dumbo.

Jacob wanted to watch it the other night because he missed out on a lot of those old classic Disney movies when he was a kid. His roommate had Dumbo on VHS, and so we slipped it into the VCR for 64 minutes of heartbreak and tragedy. When is the last time you saw this movie? Until the very end, when Dumbo discovers he can fly after waking up in a tree (after accidentally becoming intoxicated), it is totally depressing. Poor Dumbo. They laugh at him, they call him a freak, they tear him away from his mother, and make him a clown. It's heart-wrenching.

During the scene where the little elephant is reunited with his mother, I lost it. Tears started to well up. I kept telling myself to be strong so Jacob wouldn't think I was completely ridiculous. But just as one tear escaped, Jacob leaned over and kissed me on the cheek-- right in its path.

"Oh Holli! You're crying!!!"

Then I really lost it. I had been discovered-- there was no recovery from this. Tears streamed down my face as I confessed my embarrassment and hid my face under the blanket. Jacob could not stop laughing.

The sad thing is, if I were to watch some typical tear-jerker like, I dunno, Titanic or the The Notebook, I probably would not even blink an eye. But put on a Disney movie about an outcast, orphan elephant, and it tears me apart. After this experience I feel like I may be more tender than I thought I was, but maybe I just have a sensitivity to sad animal movies. Or maybe there's just something wrong with me.

Frightmares

A few days ago I had a nightmare that I was kidnapped by a crazy polygamist that looked like Gideon from Scott Pilgrim vs. the World (Jason Schwartzman).

This face has been haunting my mind ever since.

This Is It.

I saw This Is It last night.

The movie was great.

I wore this shirt. . .

I found this in Chinatown while I was in Sinagpore, and couldn't live without it.

Michael, I'll never forget you.