In Search of a Midnight Kiss

So, I really wanted to see this based on a synopsis when it was at the Angelika, and I missed it. And now, after seeing the trailer, I REALLY want to see it! I hope it's available on Netflix... It was just in the theater like 2 weeks ago, though. So I might have to wait a while. Boo.

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LOTS of movies!

"A Good Year" was a pretty good movie. Not too much happens. But, it is really pretty. And Marion Cotillard is in it. And she is good. Russell Crowe's glasses are nice. And him and his uncle's relationship was really fabulous. Not a major recommendation, but not a waste either. I liked it. My sister had to give up, though, so if you need lots of action or plot, you might not want to watch it.

I have been watching "The Darjeeling Limited" a lot lately. It makes me serenely happy for some reason. The music is amazing, the story is sad and good, and my hollywood crush Adrien Brody is very, very beautiful in it. I need you to watch it. It ranks among the highly esteemed "Maigen's Best Movies of 2007:" "Lars and the Real Girl," "Once," "In Bruges," "Dan in Real Life," "Juno,"and "Charlie Bartlett." This is seriously good.

"Smart People" was pretty much fabulous. Thomas Hayden Church's character was AWESOME in particular. His line "you're a monster" will become a part of my regular rotation. Also, the "you don't appear to be boring. You showed up uninvited and unannounced for Christmas dinner, and that is not boring," ruled. It is funny and interesting, and pretty much exactly what you'd expect. Juno is still Juno, and Dennis Quaid is great and just a total a-hole. SJP was not too important, and that was refreshing (not that I don't love SJP, but, you know, sometimes she just takes everything over.) Overall, I recommend it.

"Get Smart" was actually pretty cute. I love Steve Carrell, and Anne Hathaway was not annoying, which is a step up. I kind of liked her in it, even. And, she wore some awesome coats. What I really liked, though (and I mean re-he-heally liked) was The Rock, in a suit and hot sunglasses. He was gorgeous, and I don't usually like just really, really bumpy muscle men, but I will make an exception for this yummy tatooed 00. Hello! (And, the man-kiss at the end is super-hilarious! "Unh-uh...")

"Hancock..." I expected this to be slightly funny. Figured I had seen all the best parts in the preview. I was really very pleasantly surprised. WS looked totally babealicious, gotta love Jason Bateman, Charlize was gorgeous as usual. But, what I liked the most was that the story actually had some depth to it. I liked the ending, and was just shocked at how good it was in general. Go see it. For sure.

Ben Kingsley has quickly become one of my favorite actors (you must see "You Kill Me!") "Elegy" was awesome. Penelope Cruz was also really good. And Patricia Clarkson (also a fave) is in it as well. Just overall amazing. And slightly depressing. Sorry, there may be too much sex, but really, I recommend this film. Gosh the ending is sad. It is delightful and poignant.

I know I have already talked about this, but the subject needs to be revisited. "Charlie Bartlett" is one of my top movies of 2007. It is soooooooooo good. You will laugh your butt off. Seriously. And, Robert Downey, Gorgeous is in it, and is comically brilliant. The rittelin scene alone is well worth it if you watch it for no other reason.

The Lifetime "Coco Chanel" movie, which I may have mentioned before briefly, is shockingly good. The love story will break your heart, the clothes are beautiful, and it is fun to learn about this amazing fashion icon. If you can catch it, I highly recommend it. I think the production is pretty great, too. It didn't seem too Lifetime-y, and some scenes are downright sexy (dance scenes in particular.) Plus, you know I love "Boy," pictured here. What a delicious man!

Okay, I know this is old. But HOW CUTE is Jude Law at the end when his hair is all messed up from crying in "The Holiday?" And, Kate Winslet's relationship with the old guy is fabulous. The old guy's tribute at the end, Cameron Diaz's clothes, the song Jack Black plays for KW, the scene with the little girls in the tent "we never have grown-ups around who are girls," "Yes. I like it." (with little British accents.) What's not to love? I just saw it again last night. Now I remember why I loved it the first time around!

"Burn After Reading" was slightly depressing because of the Coen Brothers' obligatory meaningless carnage. However, Brad Pitt was so funny. Really, many, many funny moments throughout, both with BP and without. And, of course, GEC was gorgeous eye-candy. However, I was stunned into silence at the end, and still may not have recovered entirely. I am still unsure about my recommendation. Just go into it knowing it may shock you. And maybe hurt your feelings, depending on how sensitive you are about the precious nature of human life. If your thing is dark, dark comedy, totally go see it! Plus, the cast is actually all-star. I mean... yeah, I still don't know.
"Be Kind, Rewind" was cute. Not all that, though. I though I was going to really love it, and so perhaps my review is because of having my hopes way up before seeing it. I hate when I do that.

I saw "The Dark Knight" a while ago. It was pretty good. Not really my bag, baby. I am not usually into comic-book, super-hero stuff, AT ALL. (That being said, I still totally recommend "Hancock" and "Iron Man," and maybe knowing that makes their endorsement even stronger.) But, "DK" was decent. I do love Christian, Aaron Eckhart (see "Thank You for Smoking" if you haven't already) and Maggie G. Heath L was pretty good, although the lip-smacking grossed me out to the extreme. I liked that the Maggie G character died. I was sad about poor cute Aaron E's face. Overall, I guess it wasn't a total waste of my two hours, which is saying a lot. That's like a shining endorsement coming from me regarding a super-hero movie.

I'm registered at Monolo Blahnik...

So, with my up-and-coming flunking-out of the singles' ward, I have decided to get married. To myself.
(I must thank Carrie Bradshaw, a fictional character, for this idea... Although I have many a time considered registering for Christmas.)
I am registered at Monolo Blahnik.
No, not really. But, I do think I should register somewhere. Just because nobody loves me doesn't make me any less in need of presents. In fact, I could argue that I am actually more in need of gifts because of my ultimate failure as a 'single mo female' to realize my full potential of wifey and mother. The presents can be a balm for my (nonexistent, but assumed for this particular social experiment) wounds... (I think I'm supposed to feel worse about it than I do... I think everyone else feels worse about it than I do, actually.)
Perhaps my online Anthropologie, Nordstrom, and endless.com wish lists can count as my registry? Perhaps I should register at Target, Crate & Barrel and Macy's. Does Saks Fifth Avenue have a registry? Because I really am partial to their shoe department...
Hmm... I think I'm on to something. Bridget Jones would so do this.

Looking for something creepy?

Look no further. I did the work for you. This was on msn today. Here's a preview:

The Snoop doll was actually the one that made me laugh out loud, I love that Snoop Dogg has his own doll! The rest of the story is just kind of grody. It's definitely skin-crawley. Check it out.

Have you ever?

So, tonight, in a fairly long procrastination session, I clicked the "next blog" icon at the top of my blog. Okay, I clicked it a lot. And although most of the blogs I came across were in other languages, there are just some things that transcend language barriers...

http://sobecem.blogspot.com/

I honestly think this is the best thing since sliced bread! They are freaking awesome and hilarious, and if I spoke their language, I would have four new, if not slightly strange, BFF's!

Is it just me...

Doesn't the name Dennis naturally have to be spelled "Dennis?" Isn't "Denis" pronounced like "penis?"
It's the single weirdest name spelling I can think of at this moment... Although, of course, I am "Maigen." So, look who's talking.

Two questions, Phoebe:

1. Aren't red-heads, in general, supposed to avoid red?
2. Do you think that maybe sticking that leg so far out there might be a bit superfluous, considering the see-through nature of your very lovely (and when I say 'lovely,' I mean 'disgusting') frock?

Is THIS happening now?

Are we wearing bodysuits as clothes now? Is this what we've come to? Because, I'm just going to make myself clear right now, I am NOT okay with it. (Good body or not, let's wear a skirt or some pants. Just an idea. Just an idea from SANITY, popping by to say 'hello.')

Only in dreams...

I dream, primarily, about these few things:

1) Steamy make-outs with mostly actors and the occasional real guy. (Robert Downey, Jr; Jude Law; and that guy, "Boy," from the Coco Chanel Lifetime movie are pretty good kissers, by the way).

2) Shopping. And often, disappointment of not having the particular items procured follows like the morning regrets of a night of chocolate over-indulgence. I always draw the clothes or shoes. Someday I will hire someone to make them.

3) Fighting. Especially when I was in Tae Know Do. I would constantly dream that people would jump out at me and I would proceed to kick their martial-arts a.

4) Dinosaurs. I know. Totally embarrassing. But, I think "Jurassic Park" had a disturbingly lasting effect on my subconscious.

5) Dying. I am being stalked by a ruthless killer, who always eventually kills me. Aside from the panicked repenting I do right there at the end, it isn't too bad. More like going numb from the gunshot wound or whatever. So, yeah, you don't die in real life if you die in your dreams. So, the short film I made in college was all for naught, I already knew the answer to that question.

6) Working. I spend a sickening percentage of my nights working extra eight-hour shifts for which I never see a penny.

7) Spiders. I always wake up thinking I can see one crawling across my pillow. Ick! Makes me shiver even now.

8) Someone (I don't know who) is in bed next to me. I look over there, half-asleep, not knowing who it is, and not so worried that some stranger is in my bed, but more so about the fact that I am not wearing a bra. I have woken up literally going through my bra drawer on several occasions.

9) Lately, republican politicians. We are always at parties. I had a great dream about me and George W, in which he ordered a "whiskey and a coke" (do people actually drink that?) and I was standing next to him, and repeated, laughingly, "whiskey and coke?!" and he turned, so happy that I had (he thought) just ordered the same drink as he had. We then flirted a lot, and I may or may not have said "I'll be your Monica!"
And just last night I dreamt that Sarah Palin and I were at a party, became fast friends, and she proceeded to give me man advice.

10) Falling in love. Cheesy, I know. And not so much me falling in love as some amazing guys (who usually don't exist in real life, excepting Jude Law) falling crazily in love with me. And being all romantic. And I don't usually like romance, but in dreams, it's not so bad.

So, what will I dream about tonight? I don't know, but I've always wanted to hang out with Ronald Reagan. Or, maybe I feel more like kissing Adrien Brody...

Buried in Your Backyard

My whole life, I have known that eventually someone would write a song with my name in it. And I was always afraid I would hate it. Well, here it is, my song. And not only do I love it, but it has been one of my favorite songs for over a year. Check it out. It has an amazing sound, perfect lyrics, and of course, the nod towards my narcissism (after all, everyone's favorite word is their own name) that guarantees it a spot on my top five. I'm just glad it doesn't suck.

Good morning! You're about to call in sick.

Every morning, I wake up to the shrill tones of Jessica Simpson's strained voice during the chorus of this song. I know, I should have changed the radio station on my clock-radio, but due to a combination of laziness and forgetfulness, it has remained on the same (pretty bad) country station for over a year.
I did not watch this whole video. So neither should you. Don't torture yourself. But, you should listen to it with your eyes closed, just to get a feel for how TOTALLY bad the chorus is. It is like really, really painfully screechy. (If you watch with your eyes open, just be forewarned that the acting takes it to an entirely new level of stink.)
Although I admit a bias against the Simp, I already had these feelings about this song for weeks before my half-asleep mind realized it was, in fact, her.

Guilty Boston Terrier

I think this is the kind of puppy I want! LOOK at that face! He looks like Walter! Plus, I love this video... "Did you open the pillow, Otto?"

Desean Jackson Fumbles the Ball Eagles vs Cowboys

Okay, okay, I know. I have little or no athletic ability. So who am I to talk? But, you gotta admit, this is like THE BEST idiotic sports moment ever! What a great game (and yes, I actually watched it)! Go Cowboys!

It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia

IASIP starts on Thursday! I cannot wait! Every year I count down until the season starts, and it seems like it only lasts about a month. Why are the good shows so dang short?

Get ready to laugh...

My friend Melanie gave me this idea. Thanks, girl! This is an oldie but goodie. It's my FAVORITE GFY post, well, maybe EVER. And that's saying a lot. I just copied it for ya:

The Prairie Home Fugpanion
Prithee, Mistress Lohan, whither art thou tights?

Dost thou not agree that when a maiden taketh on doublet -- howsoever bare -- and breeches and disguiseth herself as a lad, in the manner of such good works by Sir William Shakespeare as As You Like It or Twelfth Night, the maiden needth likewise spare a thought to the hairlessness of her legs which will surely give away her disguise, revealing her to be a lady fair and not a brutish hairy man, and puteth on some hose? And indeed, Mistress Lohan, while thy lack of tights will surely destroy the historical accuracy of thine perplexing disguise of Shakespearean pantaloons, thou shouldst be aware as well that in this, the first month of the year, the month of the pagan lord Janus, thy lack of hose shall surely also lead thee downst the path to that most dreaded of afflictions, "hypothermia," and surely thereafter to thy most vile enemy, "exhaustion." Thou are indeed aware that when thou last fought "exhaustion," thou emergest from Ceders Sinai in a form both skeletal and creepy. I pray, Mistress Lohan, if thou insist on wrapping thyself in the robes of thine Shakespearean ancestors, prithee, give a precious thought to thine health! None of us art equipped, either in heart, brain, or humours, to deal with yet another of thy stints in the infirmary. Not again. No, not e'er again.

I'm sorry, Miss Jackson

Eww! I am for real.

(And, umm... where are your feet?)

Project Runway

Wednesday's "Project Runway" was pretty dang awesome! It had some of my least and most favorite looks yet this season!

Jerell won! His outfit was amazing. This photo just doesn't do it justice. At all. It was like Gatsby meets peacock meets Burberry. Halleluia!

Kenley usually is pretty good (and I love her style, and fully intend to wear feathery hair pins in the near future...) but boy, did she miss the mark. I know it was supposed to be avant guarde and astrological and all, but, lady, those are some big sleeves. "Thanks, I made them myself." This girl looks like the queen of plaid hearts to me. I don't know why. It just seems like she's about to start lopping off people's heads. Oh, and that skirt is reminiscent of upholstery popular in the 80s. Or bad drapes. And, I think the drapes are covered with georgette, or tulle. Behold:

The tanorexic Blayne was appropriately dismissed after this insane flesh-colored-bodysuit/carny/s&m/Jane-Fonda-work-out video-costume get-up burned our retinas. I think this is what Stephen King's "It" should have looked like. Ick:

Oh, how I love "PR"! What a great show. If I could sew more than just buttons, I would so rock that show. (Erica: I, too, have shopping dreams. I wake up so sad not to have all the fabulous dreamed clothes and accessories... When I am independently wealthy, I will commission someone to make all that stuff. *Sigh*)

A very short countdown...

TWO more days of work until I have a day off! Boo-yeah!
I can live through two days of anything...

The test of all tests.

Well, I'm locked in. Registered for the LSAT today. Late registration. Two days left to sign up. 190 bucks (that's enough for a new pair of luscious boots, might I add...). Sorry, salad.

The test is on October 4th. That's scarily soon. I have to study. A lot. Get ready to see me drop off the face of the earth. For a bit.

Well, maybe I will still blog, since I will be home more, and will inevitably get bored and will have hankerings to do things other than study for a few minutes.

Wish me luck! I had better kick this test in the jumblies so that I can get into school for next fall. There will be no re-test.

YOU KNOW WHAT, Adrien Brody?!?

.... I still would.

;)

I am SO BORING...

Sorry for the lack of fun posts lately, I am just,well, kind of boring this week. Work is work, and I have to work tons of overtime (boo!). I have skipped the two sort-of-social church activities this week because I am so tired, so I haven't had any of the hilarious experiences that often present themselves when in the company of many mos. I have to go to bed early tonight to get ready for an extra-early, extra-long day tomorrow. I'm just boring.
The one thing I am really looking forward to is my writers' workshop tomorrow. I went for the first time last week, and I think it will really be paramount in the publishing of my book. The group has published tons of books, and a few are speaking with Hollywood producers about movie ops. Sweet! I already know who I want to direct (Wes Anderson) and star (Adrien Brody-- even though he may be too good looking for my main character) in my movie.
Anywho, people read aloud, and everyone critiques what they read. That scares me, but I am sure the criticism will help me. Of course, after writing a book for a couple of years, you are kind of attached to it. You have it memorized, practically.
PS: I love the rain. I am so glad we have been having storms this week. The black clouds really brighten my day. Do you think I need counseling? ;)

"Avoid this easy email scam..."

"Even Paris Hilton has fallen prey to this hacker's scheme to steal passwords.
» How to protect yourself"

This is AN ACTUAL title on yahoo.com today for one of their features...
Oh, my gosh!! EVEN PARIS HILTON has fallen prey?!? You mean: I, having the intelligence of a tree-stump (that is, of course, what you are implying, right, yahoo? Because if Paris Hilton got scammed, I will, obviously, too... being of lower intelligence than this rare enigma of brain-power) might fall prey?
Hey, Paris is no Albert Einstein. I don't think you have to get up pretty early in the morning to fool her.
This whole thing just has me at a loss. I hope my sentences made sense. I am actually as dumb as Paris right now, the dumbness of this whole idea rubbed off on me for a minute.

Thanks, Jared!

My brother-in-law sent me this excerpt from ESPN.com's Bill Simmons (a.k.a. the Sports guy). It's a quote from his latest article, in which he's talking about how he likes the Cowboys' chances this year:
"Only one things worries me: Tony Romo spent a lot of time with Jessica Simpson these past eight months. Remember how dumb she was on "Newlyweds"? I mean, she was historically dumb. I have written before about how unfunny people can learn to become relatively funny just by constantly hanging out with one funny person. Well, when you spend every waking moment with someone who's historically dumb, do you stop using all of your brain as much? How much of your cerebrum would you need? Twenty percent? Couldn't you shut the rest down? What if that happened to Romo this spring and summer? I am keeping my eye on this. If he starts staying on the field for fifth downs or calling six timeouts per half, I am bailing on this Dallas prediction."
If you want to read the rest of the story, here's the link.
http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/page2/story?page=simmons/080904

Thanks, Mere!

My fave is the momentary look of shock on the grown-up panda's face and then the immediate resuming of munching on that root, or whatever. Pretty cute.

Disappointment.

The other night, my favorite movie EVER, "When Harry Met Sally," was supposed to be on the telly. According to Dish Network.
I turned it on, and was amazed to find, no, not the loving, comforting, hilarious "WHMS," but the brain-dead, half-naked "Honey." Way to ruin my night!
Hey Dish Network, why ya gotta be such a liar?!

Movies, movies, movies!

I have seen a ton of movies lately... Here are some helpful reviews:
"Asylum" had lots of sex. Kind of gross sex. Overall, I am not sure I liked it too much, aside from a certain suicide scene which was pretty darn good. And, another death scene that was good. Okay, so the main good things about it were the deaths.

This movie was kick-a. "Tell No One" was awesomely good, and starred a guy who is the french Dustin Hoffman. Also, the french Bill Engvall was in it. The story was great. The only problem I had was that it was so twisty-turny, and there was so much information, that reading the french sub-titles and putting all the pieces together was a little tough at times. Overall, loved it. Oh, also not a fan of the gratuitous nudity. It wasn't sexy nudity, or anything, just like, naked for naked's sake.

More naked for naked's sake... "The House Bunny" was pretty funny, but there was a lot of flesh. And, the age-old annoying "smart guy falls for super-stupid girl," which we see a lot in real life. However, I laughed a lot (especially during the exorcist-sounding name repetitions). The main problem I had was with this one girl who seemed to be feral. To say she was raised by wolves would have been a compliment. She was totally gross. I could've done without her, for sure.

"Death at a Funeral!" Awesome, awesome, awesome! Loved it, recommend it, will buy it! If you don't mind the british-accented f-word (let's face it, with a british accent, it's charming!), you should check it out! There is one bathroom scene that made me dry-heave, but overall, PURE LOVE!

Oh, Nicholas Cage...

You just made me throw up a little...

I'm torn...

I gotta admit, I am a pretty big fan of the new open-toed booties that will be everywhere this fall. I almost bought a pair last winter, but was really unsure.
Here's why: as cute as I think they are, it's crazy to me that it is cold enough to warrent boots, but I'm gonna leave my little toesies to the elements? It is like sleeveless turtlenecks, or a short-sleeve thick wool sweater (the latter I own, because it's cute, and I layer it with long-sleeve tees), these items just don't seem to make any sense to me. Logically speaking, form does not follow function.
Of course, I will wear them anyway. Fashion over comfort, people.