Battle Of the P's!

Look! No video clips! Although this is a somewhat boring piece about Pride and Prejudice. You can't have everything.

So, anyway, my move collection battled Saturday night.

Well, that's not true at all.

See, I came home, my whole family left, and I had the whole house to myself to eat leftover chinese food and curl up and watch a movie with the dogs. (I know, exciting.)

And Joni Mitchel's "A Case of You" was playing on my ipod that morning so the logical film choice was "Practical Magic." I even picked the case out and took it downstairs. But then I suddenly NEEDED to watch "Pride and Prejudice." I don't even know where that came from. But then, as I was walking back up the stairs, I started thinking about how "Persuasion" was the better Jane Austen.

Battle of the P's!

(And the entire time, the only remaining P-movie on my romantic comedy shelf, "Price of Milk," was all "Dude, I'm a trippy-ass New Zealand fairy tale featuring 147 dairy cows, I'm staying out of this mess.")

Pride and Prejudice (the Kiera Knightley movie version) won.

And by winning, I mean it got to be played in the dvd player while I ate chinese food, knitted a hat, cuddled with Pepper, and took a couple of naps. Not much of a victory, really.

I don't think I'll be needing to watch it again anytime soon. I still love that proposal in the rain. ("Are you laughing at me?") And there are a million little visual cues and touches that I love as well. Especially the one that shows how enamored Bingley is by Jane that has Jane walking through a ballroom absentmindedly and Bingley literally clutching at the ribbons at the back of dress to be near her. It's a tiny bit, but I love it.

But I'm just not very fond of most of the cast. A lot of them overact and stand out way too much. And some of the original Austen dialogue is flat and terrible and just plain bad. I've always liked Pride and Prejudice in it's various forms, but I don't love it. I think I'm going to give it a rest for a couple of years and then see where we stand.

There's too many mother uckers ucking with my shiiiiiiiiiit. Too many to count. Mother uckers!

I haven't watched a single Flight of The Conchords episode all of the way through besides the Bowie one, but when I catch pieces, I'm usually amused. Like now.

My favorite part is that Brett's tirade about apples is so explicit that the only words not beeped out in the middle are "Granny Smith," "avocado," and "mango." Heh.


Oh, and as a bonus, here's a ridiculously awesome Footloose tribute/parody. Oh, Kevin Bacon.