Yet more Phoenix
Jun. 4th, 2006 12:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bending_sickleBut this time it isn't creepy veiny Jean. I was channel hopping and was stunned into submission by a bizarre scene of a pie-eating contest which ended in an all-out vomit-fest. Naturally, I watched abit longer, just to figure out what the hell it was. (After, of course, having two Roald Dahl deja-vu's: Augustus Gloop from Charlie and the-boy-who-ate-the-big-cake in Matilda.
To my great joy, it was Stand by me. I don't know if I've ever actually seen this movie from start to finish, but I do know I've seen bits of it. But that was ages and ages ago and I was extraordinarily pleased to watch it.
There was a young Will Wheaton, aka Star Trek's Wesley Crusher, River Phoenix (whom I have to see as something other than a boy, gorramit, this is the only role of his I've ever seen), the adorable (as a kid) be-spectacled Cory Feldman (who, coincidently, was the voice of Donatello in the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles movies) and the hot bad-boy Keifer Sutherland, both of whom were in the passable The Lost Boys.
It's so nice to see childhood staples again. *happy sigh*
Not so nice to see that the movie's based on "The Body" by Stephen King. Just 'cause.
Although, one of books I've most enojoyed reading on the beach, oddly enough, was King's short story colection Night Shift. I still remember in quite good detail lots of the stories. Children of the Corn is a thousand times better and more fleshed-out and down-right errie in the short-story version.
That and The Eyes of the Dragon (which frustratingly enough ends on a "but that's a story for another time" tone) are the only works I've read by King.
I have, however, read numerous Dean Koontz. If you haven't read any books by him, they tend to go like this:
Mysterious event cameos and hooks reader. Man and woman, often strangers, end up fighting the aliens/psychos/russians. They fall madly in love and save the kid. Happy family ensues. The explanation to the mysterious event never fails to dissapoint. (Come on, "it was the russians"?)
That doesn't mean I don't love reading the first half of his books. Suspense = addictive. Also, really want to read his Odd Thomas novel, especially because the narrative voice sounded cool.
Of his, I've read The Door to December (good), Hideaway (really good bad-guy voice), The House of Thunder (the russians! i.e. suspenseful, but disapointing), Demon Seed, (blah) The Eyes of Darkness (blah), Winter Moon (aliens! damn good for the first bit), False Memory (actually quite damn good all the way through), By the Light of the Moon (blah), Midnight (shape-shifting monsters, Dr. Frankenstein-ish scientist, plucky little girl, what's not to like?).
Apaprently, he has books "deliberately out of print", the hundan. He also has very wierd and excessively joyful poem titles.
I really like his other poems, though. The ones in the non-existant Book of Counted Sorrows. A collection of the poems is here and, even better, a more up-to-date page here. My faves are "Under the winter moon's pale light" (which I've memorized), "winter that year was strange and grey", and "whiskers of the cat", amongst others.
Earlier, I watched Oz, which, although neither childhood-ish nor adorable, does have my sweet dear Mercutio, aka Lost's Michael Dawson aka Harold Perrineau as the most excellent narrator in ze world of Oz.
On another note, I should re-read Bridge to Terebethia as a) can't remember a thing and b) was sick at home the day the teacher read the bit where the girl freakin' dies.
To my great joy, it was Stand by me. I don't know if I've ever actually seen this movie from start to finish, but I do know I've seen bits of it. But that was ages and ages ago and I was extraordinarily pleased to watch it.
There was a young Will Wheaton, aka Star Trek's Wesley Crusher, River Phoenix (whom I have to see as something other than a boy, gorramit, this is the only role of his I've ever seen), the adorable (as a kid) be-spectacled Cory Feldman (who, coincidently, was the voice of Donatello in the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles movies) and the hot bad-boy Keifer Sutherland, both of whom were in the passable The Lost Boys.
It's so nice to see childhood staples again. *happy sigh*
Not so nice to see that the movie's based on "The Body" by Stephen King. Just 'cause.
Although, one of books I've most enojoyed reading on the beach, oddly enough, was King's short story colection Night Shift. I still remember in quite good detail lots of the stories. Children of the Corn is a thousand times better and more fleshed-out and down-right errie in the short-story version.
That and The Eyes of the Dragon (which frustratingly enough ends on a "but that's a story for another time" tone) are the only works I've read by King.
I have, however, read numerous Dean Koontz. If you haven't read any books by him, they tend to go like this:
Mysterious event cameos and hooks reader. Man and woman, often strangers, end up fighting the aliens/psychos/russians. They fall madly in love and save the kid. Happy family ensues. The explanation to the mysterious event never fails to dissapoint. (Come on, "it was the russians"?)
That doesn't mean I don't love reading the first half of his books. Suspense = addictive. Also, really want to read his Odd Thomas novel, especially because the narrative voice sounded cool.
Of his, I've read The Door to December (good), Hideaway (really good bad-guy voice), The House of Thunder (the russians! i.e. suspenseful, but disapointing), Demon Seed, (blah) The Eyes of Darkness (blah), Winter Moon (aliens! damn good for the first bit), False Memory (actually quite damn good all the way through), By the Light of the Moon (blah), Midnight (shape-shifting monsters, Dr. Frankenstein-ish scientist, plucky little girl, what's not to like?).
Apaprently, he has books "deliberately out of print", the hundan. He also has very wierd and excessively joyful poem titles.
I really like his other poems, though. The ones in the non-existant Book of Counted Sorrows. A collection of the poems is here and, even better, a more up-to-date page here. My faves are "Under the winter moon's pale light" (which I've memorized), "winter that year was strange and grey", and "whiskers of the cat", amongst others.
Earlier, I watched Oz, which, although neither childhood-ish nor adorable, does have my sweet dear Mercutio, aka Lost's Michael Dawson aka Harold Perrineau as the most excellent narrator in ze world of Oz.
On another note, I should re-read Bridge to Terebethia as a) can't remember a thing and b) was sick at home the day the teacher read the bit where the girl freakin' dies.
