Showing posts with label Twilight. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Twilight. Show all posts

Monday, 24 August 2009

New Moon trailer: Meet Jacob Black

Counting down...
I know, I'm supposed to be too old, blah blah blah. Well, guess what? I'm not!

Oh, and while watching it's a good idea to remember to breathe. The short Bella/Edward part at the beginning kinda made me catch my breath and I didn't really breathe again until after the Volterra bit. Still a bit miffed about how Narnia the wolf looks, but there's still time to retouch it before November.

*sigh* Mad about the boy (and I don't mean Jacob Black, in spite of gorgeousness, 30 pounds extra and a fab ten-pack).

Wednesday, 5 August 2009

Mad about the boy

Photos from http://everglowmedia.net but rights belonging to Summit Entertainment

Mad about the boy
I know it's stupid to be mad about the boy
I'm so ashamed of it but must admit the sleepless nights I've had
About the boy

On the silverscreen
He melts my foolish heart in every single scene
Although I'm quite aware that here and there are traces of the cad
About the boy

Lord knows I'm not a fool girl
I really shouldn't care
Lord knows I'm not a school girl
In the flurry of her first affair

Will it ever cloy
This odd diversity of misery and joy
I'm feeling quite insane and young again
And all because I'm mad about the boy

So if I could employ
A little magic that will finally destroy
This dream that pains me and enchains me
But I can't because I'm mad...
I'm mad about the boy

Lyrics: Noel Coward



I admit it: I am mad about the boy.


My dear circle Sister Elle posted the picture to the right on Facebook and, well, I was floored. The more I look at it, the more it draws me in. And it's not even like I think Rob Pattinson's that goodlooking. So "the boy" is of course Rob-as-Edward. And I am crazy about him in a totally inexplicable way.

As far as men go, in general, I don't prefer them, but who can resist a beautiful man? Beauty is beauty, and a thing of beauty is a joy forever. What I find beautiful in a man is usually features that belong to the younger, perhaps slightly androgynous-looking men. Not quite the manly-man, the macho guy corrupted by circumstance and expectation, but not quite a boy either. Gorgeous, divinely beautiful boy-men. Not necessarily the obvious alpha male, but with a strong energy.


As I young girl, I didn't particularly notice the beauty in the young men around me, but now - at the ripe old age of 35 - I do. And it's really quite a non-sexual thing. It's more... aesthetic.

When I think of the words "mad about the boy", I think of the movie/musical Sunset Boulevard, where old movie star Norma Desmond gives her toy-boy, the young hack Joe Gillis, a bracelet with that very inscription, but I was sure I'd heard the words somewhere else, perhaps in a song.

And yes, I had. It's an old Noel Coward song (Dinah Washington's version is great), and as for the lyrics - could they be more accurate?


I'm mad about the boy

Sunday, 11 January 2009

Friday's pleasure

Well, there's only one way to put this: I love Twilight, the book, the entire series and well, the film as well. That was Friday night's pleasure, and what a pleasure. To tell the truth, the stories have had me pretty much enthralled since I discovered them, and that's where my mind seems to have been most of this weekend, too. Almost embarrassing to admit, but I'm not even going to pretend that I'm "normal" anymore. Why would I, when that would betray who I am? So here's the trailer, and if you don't like it - well, you don't.