December 25th, 2005
|11:38 pm - Happy Christmas/Kwanzaa/Saturnalia/Hanukkah/Natalis Solis Invicti/Humanlight/Festivus/Giftmas/Sunday|
So now that it's nearly over, Merry Whatever. No, you know what? I'ma call it Christmas just to annoy the militant atheists on my Friends list. I'm not a Christian and wasn't raised as one, but I'm somewhat upset right now at some of my friends' support of the ACLU's particular brand of "it's not discrimination when we do it," so officially, on my livejournal, December 25th is Christmas but is not celebrated as a religious holiday. And you can take them apples to the bank and smoke it.
Regardless, this has been a good Christmas.
On Friday night, I went to devianttouch and wendybyrd's Christmas party. Had a good time, saw plenty of people, some of whom I never expected to see in the same room, etc., etc., etc. Party wound down early, and most of us left before midnight, which is friggin' weird but probably a good thing given that this was probably a busy weekend for everybody.
Saturday was Christmas with the immediate family. I picked up my sister and her boyfriend and we drove down to my parents' house. Hospitality was enjoyed, office politics discussed, dogs tolerated, and the movie Willow was watched. Sharp-witted readers might be quick to point out that Willow is not a Christmas movie, but we watched The Big Lebowski last year, and it doesn't even feature snow.
At one point I was physically ill, but I've narrowed down the culprit and it doesn't really need discussing here.
Gifts were exchanged, of course (this is Christmas in America, after all), and Sarah and James had gotten me a card. The envelope was decorated with robots, and the card inside was a bland, inoffensive, "Happy Holidays!" thing with a handwritten note that said "we only got you the card so we could draw on the envelope." It was great. They also got me the cookbook from Monty's Blue Plate on Atwood (as opposed to Monty's Blue Plate on the wall in the Louvre), which is fantastic. I'ma have to buy me some tempeh.
This morning we all headed (individually and from different starting points, of course) to my aunt Patricia's house for lunch. Nice to see everybody, especially her kids, Tam and Maggie, who are four and eight years my junior, respectively. I never get to see them because she's attending college in Ohio, and he's always working to support his son, Tavian. I guess Tavian would best be described as a multi-ethnic, five-year-old version of Dennis the Menace who swears like a Quentin Tarantino movie. Oh, and apparently he told Maggie that he'd cut her eyes out, which is the kind of thing that's really funny to hear about when it's not your kid.
Anyway, my sister and I had jointly gotten presents for Tavian and our six-year-old cousin Caleigh, and they were well-received, which is a good thing because we were worried about it. Apparently five-year-old boys are all about remote control trucks, and six-year-old girls don't mind if you choose their gifts entirely based on packaging. Mission accomplished.
After the festivities I returned home to my palatial duplex where RJ and I carried the concept of enjoying non-Christmas movies on Christmas to a ridiculous extreme by watching Rob Zombie's House of 1000 Corpses and its sequel, The Devil's Rejects. Both are movies I was going to get around to watching "real soon now" (i.e., in a social situation where the options are either watch the movie or go home). What can I say? I'm reminded of Abraham Lincoln's famous quote (no, not that one), "People who like this sort of thing will find this the sort of thing they like."
I liked both House and Rejects, which play as homages to cheap '70s slasher films and ultraviolent crime thrillers, respectively. As genre parodies, they are effective and occasionally hilarious, but I'm afraid that people not familiar with the material being satirized won't get it. I remember lord_alucard disgustedly telling me that House of 1000 Corpses didn't work for him because the characters' actions were so stupid and illogical. I get the feeling that he's never seen Night of the Bloody Horror or Silent Night, Bloody Night or Don't Look In The Basement, so he doesn't understand what Rob Zombie was trying (and succeeding) to do. That's Mr. Zombie's shortcoming, not Tom's. Otherwise, I was impressed. Mr. Zombie's experience in A/V production is an enormous boon to this type of film. I'd recommend House and Rejects to anybody who's curious, but everybody else should probably stay away. They were good films which I won't be watching again soon, if ever.
Uh, anyway, I should probably post this while it's still Christmas. Hope your holiday, whether it was a religious observance, or just a reason to take Monday off, was a good one.
Current Mood: not bad at all
Current Music: They Might Be Giants -- Yeah the Deranged Millionaire
|Date:||December 26th, 2005 05:45 am (UTC)|| |
Caleigh, what a pretty name.
Yeah, she's the smartest six-year-old I've ever met. My sister and I are terrified of shopping for her because her tastes are so sophisticated.
Woo for Christmas in corporate, commercialized America. What's it about anyway? Did it have something to do with George Washington winning the war in Korea?
I believe it commemorate's King George's landing on that aircraft carrier. Remember? There was a big photo-op about it awhile back?
Oh yeah, I remember that...but for some reason the photos didn't get published that often. Stupid corporate America.
|Date:||December 26th, 2005 06:33 am (UTC)|| |
Sorry, I'm not annoyed. You'll have to try a lot harder than that now that Christmas is over.
See you at Noonish tomorrow? I'll treat you to food if you don't mind going out.
Well, I'm not trying to annoy you. Not specifically, anyway.
Yeah, we're on for noon. I think food would be a great idea, and you don't have to treat me.
Our Halloween party, eh? silly.
Who did you not expect to see in the same room?
Holy carp, I wasn't that tired when I made this post. I've changed that word...
Tell you what. I'll make a special Benny-only post to answer your other question.
|Date:||December 26th, 2005 08:18 pm (UTC)|| |
lol I thought you did that on purpose, it seemed kinda weird to have a Halloween party now but, well, our friends are weird. *smiles*
|Date:||December 26th, 2005 08:47 am (UTC)|| |
It didn't help me any that I watched House and Rejects with surround sound (joy joy, very fun!). Watching Saw with surround sound slightly creeped me out! (can't sleep now)
You're right I have not seen those films and perhaps my dislike of 1000 corpses them stems from a misunderstanding of what he was aiming for, when I think of classic 70's slasher films my mind goes Last House on the Left, The Hills Have Eyes and the Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Where characters reactions were based on the very real fear Reflex thats part of human nature and eventually when the panic wears off the hero/heroines left brain kicks in sometimes it's too late, but the personal motivation is very real. I have yet to see Rejects and actaully want to based on reveiws I saw of it. My dislike of 1000 corpses stems from the unsympathetic victims and the fact that villians never seemd that scary due to overdrawn charaters. It's been ten years since I first saw Last House on the Left and the movie gives me creeps to this day. I was never frightened, grossed or creeped out once in the couple times I've seen 1000 Corpses.
Those are all valid criticisms, though again, I'm blaming the source material. I think the Devil's Rejects is the better of the two movies. House is probably more appealing to hardcore horror fans who mostly want to see the violence envelope pushed. Rejects is probably better for a general audience.
Still haven't seen Last House on the Left or The Hills Have Eyes. I'd like to, though.
You should they are very good.
You've actully seen and enjoyed Last House on the Left? *drool <3*
What can I say gang dismembowelment works for me. =)
If I ever meet whoever you are, I'm glomping you.
You actaully have met me before I go to rocky alot with colin.
Brownie points for watching "Don't Look in the Basement".