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omg social structure bling bling
So what would be the worst that could happen if I actually used that title for my sociology essay? Really?
*snickers quietly; plans to blame failure upon
copinggoggles*
I am being paid something along the lines of $2000 a year to mark maths papers written by medical graduates who are far older and fair more educated than me. This makes me an official member of the university academic staff. Something is a little bit wrong with this picture, but I hope the universe doesn't catch on until I've received my first paycheque.
*whips out red pen*
In even more shiny news -
This movie managed to find the perfect balance between horror and insane religious fantasy - normally I don't like horror, but I loved this. I decided to forget it was ever a comic and just admire the visuals, because there were some absolutely lovely set pieces. The script was very well done, a few hiccups of cliche, but on the whole nicely minimalist and just complex enough to handle such huge ideas. You could tell where they'd just transplanted characters and procedures from the comics without bothering to explain them properly, but it didn't jar the storyline too much.
I found the ending to be highly amusing. Such a far cry from the myriad of Lucifers that I've encountered, but I liked the character. He managed to give a hell of a lot of screen presence for the five minutes or so he was there.
Constantine was not English and not blond and Keanu Reeves and I still managed to wildly adore the character. That took some doing. Rachel Weisz was bedraggled and pouty for most of the movie, depriving me of eye candy, and I liked her too.
Gabriel was the bomb. The bombest bomb to ever wear awesome trousers made of white string.
GABRIEL/BALTHAZAR OTP OMG
It's midnight. My geek is showing. My head hurts.
*fallsover*
*snickers quietly; plans to blame failure upon
I am being paid something along the lines of $2000 a year to mark maths papers written by medical graduates who are far older and fair more educated than me. This makes me an official member of the university academic staff. Something is a little bit wrong with this picture, but I hope the universe doesn't catch on until I've received my first paycheque.
*whips out red pen*
In even more shiny news -
This movie managed to find the perfect balance between horror and insane religious fantasy - normally I don't like horror, but I loved this. I decided to forget it was ever a comic and just admire the visuals, because there were some absolutely lovely set pieces. The script was very well done, a few hiccups of cliche, but on the whole nicely minimalist and just complex enough to handle such huge ideas. You could tell where they'd just transplanted characters and procedures from the comics without bothering to explain them properly, but it didn't jar the storyline too much.
I found the ending to be highly amusing. Such a far cry from the myriad of Lucifers that I've encountered, but I liked the character. He managed to give a hell of a lot of screen presence for the five minutes or so he was there.
Constantine was not English and not blond and Keanu Reeves and I still managed to wildly adore the character. That took some doing. Rachel Weisz was bedraggled and pouty for most of the movie, depriving me of eye candy, and I liked her too.
Gabriel was the bomb. The bombest bomb to ever wear awesome trousers made of white string.
GABRIEL/BALTHAZAR OTP OMG
It's midnight. My geek is showing. My head hurts.
*fallsover*

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And then when Balthazar is all 'I'm melting, meeeeeltiiiing!', who's that Mysterious Silhouette in front of him? Eh? Eh?
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Ooh, good point. At that stage I was laughing at the fact that a talking pile of dust was wearing pinstripes and just assumed it was the Mexican dude.