SA 12/23 It's a Wonderful... BITE ME!!!!
Dec. 23rd, 2002 02:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cthulhiaSimple Abundance lady devotes this entire entry to a movie that plagues Christmas. About the only thing that made the Jimmy Stewart classic tolerable by comparison for me was when, in the name of ardent college-feminism, I sat through the Marlo Thomas remake, which is wrong on more levels than I care to contemplate. I am determined to never do it again.
My sister, the one who isn't exactly what you'd call a deep thinker, is utterly in love with this cloying mound of smurf jism. As you might guess, I hate it, with a Vengeance
Why?
Because I never saved anyone from drowning, or saved the town/nation from corporate buy-out, or any of the things Clarence the Wingless Angel argues is why Our Protagonist shouldn't off himself on Christmas Eve. Usually, by the end of the film, I'm wondering if an angel would get wings for talking me into suicide.
What (good) things wouldn't have happened if I had never been born? Big, changed the course of local history, sorts of things. There is no way to contemplate that without my plunging into despair.
So, in an effort to not think about how you'd all be better off if I were never born, (if nothing else, you'd have significantly less journal entries to plod through) I'm going to think about other things.
Toe socks, for example. That new icon is![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
pookfreak, quietann and moi. We need to have a toesocks party! anotherjen thinks we could make money by selling photos to some foot fetishist site. Woo!
My sister, the one who isn't exactly what you'd call a deep thinker, is utterly in love with this cloying mound of smurf jism. As you might guess, I hate it, with a Vengeance
Why?
Because I never saved anyone from drowning, or saved the town/nation from corporate buy-out, or any of the things Clarence the Wingless Angel argues is why Our Protagonist shouldn't off himself on Christmas Eve. Usually, by the end of the film, I'm wondering if an angel would get wings for talking me into suicide.
What (good) things wouldn't have happened if I had never been born? Big, changed the course of local history, sorts of things. There is no way to contemplate that without my plunging into despair.
So, in an effort to not think about how you'd all be better off if I were never born, (if nothing else, you'd have significantly less journal entries to plod through) I'm going to think about other things.
Toe socks, for example. That new icon is
pookfreak, quietann and moi. We need to have a toesocks party! anotherjen thinks we could make money by selling photos to some foot fetishist site. Woo!
