sareini: Bub from Day of the Dead (bub!)
There was supposed to be thunderstorms and (at the very least) rain today. When I briefly left the house this afternoon I could even feel it in the air. I could smell it in the air. But it never happened. So right now we're still sitting at 24 degrees C with the hope of it dropping again tonight like it did last night for a while, allowing Lily and I to sleep and feel a little better today. Although there's a possibility I'm getting either a kidney infection or a kidney stone now. Ow.

Today I finally managed to watch The Belko Experiment, having finally tracked down a decent copy. Its poster has a quote describing it as "Battle Royale meets Office Space!" and honestly, I take that as a challenge. It's a basic story: 80 employees of the Columbia branch of the Belko Corporation find themselves locked into their isolated office building and told that they have two hours to kill 30 of their fellow employees or 60 of them will die. Oh, and they all have mini-bombs implanted in the back of their skulls that explode if they try to escape or break the rules (they were told they were GPS trackers to guard against kidnapping). We then see the different reactions of several of the staff as they try to survive, with it ranging from the one guy who wants to try to save everyone without killing to the inevitable guy who would have eventually gone on a killing spree anyway (played by Dr Cox from Scrubs!), to the COO who decides that it's his responsibility to save as many people as possible, and the only way to do that is to execute 30 employees.

So it's an edgier version of Battle Royale but with adults and with a tacked-on "social experiment" explanation. And because nothing will ever beat Battle Royale in my heart, of course it's not as good. I mean, it's not bad, but it's not better than its obvious inspiration. There's moments of black comedy throughout - some moments are good, while others are too obvious and fall flat. I found myself more attached to incidental characters rather than the protagonists and antagonists, and I found the ending to be (a) predictable and (b) rather trite in one big way. But hey, James Gunn and Greg McLean (of Wolf Creek infamy) certainly tried hard. And it's very bloody - splattery, even. So in the end I guess I recommend it - just don't expect sublime things from it.
sareini: (hiding)
The continued heat, even at night, has started to cause me another problem: I can't sleep. Last night I tried using Nick's old room fan to cool things off a little, and while Callie was enthralled by it and the very concept of "wind inside a house", it came at a price: I couldn't hear my music over the noise of the fan, which meant I still couldn't sleep. So that, coupled with worried about Lily who's having a flare-up and several personal things getting to me and weighing down on me, left me feeling very depressed this morning. I tried calling my social worker, but even though she's back from her holiday she's now off sick, so I'm still left twisting in the wind and that only made me feel worse.

So, after curling up in bed with Lily who senses when I'm bad like this and came along to purr on me for three hours so I got some sleep, I decided to take quiet day today. Worked on Ross's birthday present, drank raspberry lemonade water and watched random stuff.

One thing I watched was a J-horror mockumentary found footage movie called Noroi The Curse. It's one of those movies that holds your attention for the near two-hour run time, but then when it ends you have to rush off to Wikipedia to work out what you just watched. I enjoyed it greatly - like I said, it held my attention for the whole thing, and was just the right amount of creepy without any overt jump scares - and with notes of Ghostwatch, The Blair Witch Project and a kernel of what would become Paranormal Activity but I also strongly suspect I'd have understood parts better if I had a better understanding of Japanese and Shinto customs.

Now I'm playing League of Legends (because what better thing to do when feeling low than play Abuse Simulator 2017?) and drinking yet more raspberry lemonade water, because that stuff is like crack.
sareini: Bruce Campbell as Elvis from Bubba Ho-Tep (Bubba Ho-Tep)
I went to see The Mummy this afternoon, fully expecting it to be a hot steaming pile of poop considering the pounding it's been taking in the press since its release.

It was not quite as bad as I'd been expecting, mainly due to the presence of Russell Crowe as Dr Henry Jekyll and Sofia Boutella as the evil Egyptian mummy princess. The former managed to pretty much steal the show for me and the latter was both pretty to watch and had that quality of looking waif-like but being able to knock people around the room at a moment's notice.

On the other hand, it's never good to remind your audience of other, better films that they could be watching, and yet that's what this film did (An American Werewolf in London, Hellraiser, any of the Blind Dead films, any of the previous Mummy films except possibly the last one... any film with Michael Caine in it...). And it was most definitely a Tom Cruise Movie - as in Tom Cruise played a Tom Cruise character and the film was set up around him so that he could look, say and do badass things (like the bit where he pushes the blonde protagonist/love interest out of the way of a careening-on-its-side London bus and then leaps perfectly through its shattered windscreen to land effortlessly in a seat a few rows back). Johnathan Coulton's Tom Cruise Crazy kept playing in my head throughout the film. And when it wasn't, I was wondering if Tom Cruise's character could have been replaced with Nathan Drake from the Uncharted series and if anyone would have noticed.

Of course, any and all credibility went right out the window when the protagonists went into a chamber where liquid mercury was literally dripping from the ceiling, and none of them died of mercury poisoning within hours.

But to be fair, I am interested where they're going with this whole "Dark Universe" franchise. Especially with Dr. Jekyll. I could see something interesting coming from that...
sareini: The truth shall make thee fret - Discworld (The Truth)
I was at the cinema yesterday with my friend Ross, for our Nick Whitehouse Memorial Moviewatching Day. (we normally hold it at my house, but Ross didn't feel well enough for pizza or a late night so we hit the cinema instead.) We saw Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 (second time for me) and Wonder Woman (first time for both of us).

So you can safely count me among the throng who thought Wonder Woman was really, really, really good. In keeping with my usual pop culture descriptions of movies: Diana of Themyscira teams up with Captain Kirk, Gomez Addams in a fez, a Native American and No True Scotsman (you'll understand that when you see the film) to fight the Axeman of New Orleans (I spent most of the film staring at him and questioning whether he was Walter Bishop from Fringe or not, but no, I knew him from American Horror Story). I really enjoyed the way the film managed to surprise me and subvert my expectations on more than one occasion, thus making it considerably better and more original than the majority of films out there right now (and never mind superhero films). It also did a good job of reminding us about the fact that war is nasty, horrible stuff, rather than the great and noble enterprise that many other war films (or films that feature wars) tend to do.

When I woke up this morning and saw the news of yet another bunch of shitgibbons in London who thought that the best way to get on the ins with their god was to go on a rampage, I was left feeling both very tired and depressed. Seeing all of this endless hatred on both sides, each trying to one-up the other it seems, does my mental state no good whatsoever, because I just can't understand how twisted up all these people are. For most of my life I've constructed elaborate fantasy worlds to retreat to whenever bored, distressed, scared or for any other reason (At one point my mother sent me to a child psychologist because she was deeply concerned that I was spending more time in my imagination than in the "real world", which didn't go well at all, but that's another story). It's on days like this that I want to go back to those worlds, because the "real world" is just too depressing and bad nowadays. At least in the worlds of superheroes, you can still have hope that there's someone out there who can save the day.

In Fact...

May. 22nd, 2017 01:20 pm
sareini: A Procrastinator's work is never done! (Procrastination)


("Name Your Poison" from The Return of Captain Invincible, starring Alan Arkin and Christopher Lee)




("He's Rockula" from Rockula, starring Dean Cameron, Thomas Dolby and Tawny Fere)
sareini: "Zombies are a girl's best friend" quote with a picture of Julie from Return of the Living Dead 3 (Zombies!)
Yesterday pretty much got written off as being too sad. I spent most of the day in bed with Callie and Lily or talking to my niece on the phone. But today I managed to drag myself out of the house to go and see Alien: Covenant at the cinema.

Now, I've still not seen Prometheus because way too many people whose opinions I trust said it wasn't very good at all, so I suspect I missed some of the film's callback moments because of that. I mean, I knew David was in the previous film, and he was a little bit snooker loopy, and that apparently we didn't get to see an actual xenomorph in Prometheus, but I knew little beyond that. I don't think it affected my enjoyment of the film though, but who knows - maybe I missed some subtle nod that broke the whole story open in a new direction.

I did get confused by Walter for the first part of the movie. It doesn't help that I get occasionally face-blind while watching movies, and so for the first 30 minutes or so I was sitting there thinking, "Is that even Michael Fassbender? Am I getting confused like I do with Mads Mikkleson again?" (It was Michael Fassbender.) Eventually I figured things out though, but that also leads into a gripe I had with them film that I'm pretty sure I and only I will have: what happened to the naming convention? Ash, Bishop, Call, David and... Walter? Yes, I am irrationally bothered by this.

It's got some very splattery moments - not so many as some early reviews had led me to believe, but the ones that were there were very bloody and visceral. Aliens bursting from backs (as seen in the trailer) and other body locations and xenomorphs killing people messily are the order of the day here. And of course it's got its strong female lead with a gender-neutral name who kicks arse like there's no tomorrow.

Also, nice use of Chekov's Nail.

A couple of spoilery points here )


Overall, I recommend it. Definitely brings the prequels of the franchise up to speed with the xenomorphs we know and love.
sareini: Bub from Day of the Dead (bub!)
Well this sounds interesting.

I know Karl Urban had expressed interest in playing Dredd in a TV series, but whether or not that could actually happen is another thing entirely. It will also be very interesting to see what stories and characters they end up bringing into the TV series - the Angel Gang are probably a shoe-in, especially Mean Machine just because he's iconic without being too difficult to adapt; Rico Dredd too. On the other hand, I can see them wanting to do things like the Dark Judges and Judge Caligula, but those might be a bit too big/dark/close to the bone in places.

We shall have to see.
sareini: quintesson icon (transformers)
My brother was the one who got me into comics. He bought me my first one when I was five (it was an issue of the UK Transformers series, where Circuit Breaker was trying to kill Jazz but stopped because it was Christmas and even traumatised psychotics in fetish circuit gear who want to kill all machines can appreciate the spirit of Christmas). So it's only fitting that, 32 years later, I'm now the one recommending comics and lending graphic novels to him whenever he visits.

He's just recently finished the entire run of Garth Ennis' Preacher, which he greatly enjoyed (mainly for the side characters, because he felt like Jesse Custer was less a protagonist and more of a hook to hang the story on, which I can't say I disagree with), so it was time to start him on some new ones. I'm currently holding off on showing him The Boys, because I think he needs some more understanding of Garth Ennis outside of 2000AD before we go there, so instead I gave him the introductory graphic novel of Hitman, which Ennis wrote for DC in the 90s. It's about a professional hitman who gets superpowers from an alien source (x-ray vision and limited telepathy) and decides to use them to elevate his hitman game instead of going all heroic. Ennis isn't a big fan of superheroes. It was one of Nick's favourite series, so we'll see how he likes it.

I also gave him the standalone Batman v Alien, the first three books of Ex Machina (guy gets the ability to communicate with and control machines from mysterious source, tries being a superhero for a bit, then gives that up and becomes mayor of New York) and the first four books of Secret Six (which started off as Villains United) which was Nick's absolute favourite comic book series with bells on. Six supervillains of various backgrounds (Deadshot, Catman, Ragdoll, Bane, Scandal Savage and Jeanette were the core six eventually, although there was a fair bit of special guest stars as well) team up as a mercenary group that sometimes does good things and sometimes bad, depending on the pay. It's notable for giving Bane a personality beyond "Break the Bat!" and having the homoerotic relationship between Deadshot ad Catman be all but canon. Oh, and also for portraying Deadshot as absolutely sociopathic, rather than the Will Smith version we saw in the Suicide Squad movie (not that there was a problem with that; I think the comics Deadshot would have been utterly impossible to have as an antihero on the big screen so they had to change things up). We'll see how he finds all of these. After all, as well as Transformers, my brother also introduced me to Judge Dredd, Zenith (by Grant Morrison, and therefore exactly as irreverent and weird as you'd expect), Strontium Dog and The Ballad of Halo Jones, among others. So I'm pretty much honour-bound to up the game now with my recommendations.
sareini: Nate Grey from the X-Men comics (Nate Grey)
My brother came down for a visit today and we went to see Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 (yeah, it's a rare occasion where the UK gets a big film release early).

Non-spoiler thoughts:

What a fun film that was! I certainly thought it was as good and as funny as the first one, possibly even better in places. It filled in backgrounds for several characters (Yondu, or Blue Merle as I call him whenever I forget his name - hey, it's better than Blue Henry Lee Lucas - being the primary recipient there), as well as managing to introduce new characters and continue the arcs of established characters without leaving anyone with a thin edge of story wedge. It's also got the regular Stan Lee cameo - and it's one that really quite fits him - and a couple of others as well (Sylvester Stallone and Miley Cyrus among others). And Baby Groot is adorable.

Spoiler Thoughts. BIG spoilers. Read at your own risk )


Trailer-wise, I was personally just glad I didn't have to see yet another Fate of the Furious trailer. Instead, we got Baby Driver, Spider-Man: Homecoming and Wonder Woman. Oh, and Transformers: The Last Knight, wherein Optimus Prime appears to have gone and lost his marbles, and things explode, because Michael Bay.

So all in all, it's been a good day.
sareini: "Made a note in my diary on the way here. Simply says, 'Bugger'." from Blackadder (Bugger)
I had plans for going out on Friday. Nowhere special, just to the cinema that's 15-20 minutes from where I live, because a new film was coming out and I really wanted to see it.

The film in question is The Belko Experiment, and I've been excited about it since I first heard about it last Christmas. It's written by James Gunn (yes, that James Gunn) and directed by Greg McLean (of Wolf Creek infamy) and it's basically a Battle Royale clone - a few score workers for Belko Industries find themselves locked in a building and told to kill each other or be killed. Frankly, they had me at "Battle Royale clone", if only so I could throw things at it if it turned out to be not so good. My local cinema had had posters up for it, and last time I was there (seeing Free Fire with my brother) they even had a trailer. It's coming out this Friday, April 21. But yesterday when I went to look up the times it was showing, there was nothing there. Further digging revealed that it's not going to be shown at my cinema at all.

So I girded my loins and messaged the cinema on Facebook, asking them just what was up. To their credit, they got back to me within three minutes and were very informative... But it turns out The Belko Experiment is on a "limited release" and so the distributors get to choose what cinemas get to show it. And my cinema wasn't picked.

This is the second time this has happened this month as well. At the beginning of the month they had adverts up for the French cannibal/coming of age film Raw that I also wanted to see - even though I'm not that big a fan of cannibal movies - but when the release day came around the nearest cinema to me that showed it was 25 miles away. So I'm not at all impressed by this idea of "limited release". In this era of digital and with the big movie companies so psychotically pearl-clutching over piracy, you'd think that they'd be getting films out to as many cinemas as possible to get people to pay instead of heading online for the film. Even if I was able to travel the 25 miles minimum to see a film I wouldn't, unless it was the best film in the history of humanity or I was being paid a very large sum of money to do so. The other cinema in my area is showing it, but only in the evenings when I'm not comfortable travelling further than the corner shop and it would cost me a hell of a lot more as well (taxi fare, plus I have a card for my preferred cinema). You'd think the competition would also encourage them to show the film in more cinemas, but apparently not.

So my Friday afternoon has suddenly become free, and I'm rather annoyed by it.
sareini: "Do not fuck with Cthulhu" (Cthulhu)
Today was a horror movie day.

Elsewhere on the internet, I have a blog exclusively for reviewing horror movies, that's been going for several years now. Ideally I'd be posting to it every day or near enough to it, but as with everything else that means fighting the depression and finding the motivation to not only write the reviews, but to watch the films I want to review in the first place. So what I've started doing is watching two or three horror movies in one day and making notes about them as it goes, then writing them up later (by hand before I type them up, for there is is still a luddite inside of me and it's the only way I can make myself do more than one draft). Today I felt like I had a good amount of focus, so I watched The Void and The Bye Bye Man.

Brief thoughts on both films )


(I'll put links up to the proper reviews when I get them up.)

In other news, we're having a snap general election! Oh, what fun, more canvassers knocking on the door for weeks on end. I haven't even cleared up the last of the crap from the by-election in February...

Panic

Mar. 20th, 2016 05:04 pm
sareini: (doctor)
I'm sitting here this afternoon, inbetween lifting Cracker off the laptop keyboard every few minutes because she's gotten way too overexcited over some food I'm trying to eat, and panicking over the idea of leaving the house tomorrow.

I've suffered from panic attacks for several years now, but they really hit the fan after Nick's death, of course. They'd be easier to deal with if I could predict them in any way, but really just about anything can set them off. A few weeks ago I was having regular attacks over the idea that Lily might have some sort of hideous fatal mouth or jaw or tooth cancer because she was doing strange things with one side of her mouth and occasionally pawing at it. Turns out she was just losing a tooth, and she's now fine and it doesn't slow her down in the slightest (then again, Cracker has absolutely no teeth and I'm still not sure she's even noticed). So generally they tend to focus on worrying about the cats (Nick used to be included in that too...), my own health or doing regula everyday things that now terrify me.

A couple of weeks ago, my brother suggested to me that, if/when my PIP is finally sorted out, I should consider getting the card from the new local cinema that allows me to go see as many films as I want for only £16.90 a month. He figured it would be a good thing for me, as I like films, of course, it would get me out of the house and it's a pretty low-effort social activity. I could just sit in a dark corner of the cinema with my over-priced bottle of water and pack of Malteasers and enjoy films without having to resort to torrenting if I wanted to see them when they actually came out. I have to admit, he's probably right.

Anyway, this week I got my Hardship Fund cheque from the university, which was £300, and my brother informed me last night that he's managed to secure another £300 for me by selling my mother's old jewellry that he found in the attic recently (I don't wear jewellry very often, apart from sometimes earrings and very occasionally necklaces/pendents. Most of my mother's stuff was rings and stuff with coffee beans on that I used to buy her when I was young, because she was a coffee fiend and I figured she'd appreciate the connection). So I'm currently in a place where I can pay several upcoming bills and have some money left over, which is something of a rarity for me over the last few months. So, flush with success over yesterday's trip to Tesco's during the daytime, last night I had the idea of going to the cinema on Monday.

And then my brain started to think about that idea, and then everything went straight to hell.

Outside is scary. Talking to strangers is scary. Being around other people is scary, even if you might be going at a time when no-one else would likely be going to see the film you want to see. People will stare at me, laugh at me, talk about me behind my back. What if someone sees me and reports me to the DWP for daring to do something outside the house instead of sitting inside and being a penniless miserable crazy person? What if something goes wrong? What if the house catches fire while I'm out, or someone tries to break in, or something else happens to one of the cats? Too many variables, all of them out of my control, and they sink into my stomach and churn and churn until I'm practically frozen with fear over something that's still theoretical.

I have no-one to talk me down any more. Well, no-one close enough to do it immediately. Nick used to have that job, obviously. When they can the cats try to help too - well, Lily does, nuzzling and licking me (and occasionally nipping my nose) to try to take my mind off things. Cracker tries too, but her attention span isn't the best. Beyond that, the only people I talk to on a semi-regular basis are my brother who calls every evening, and a couple of people who I talk to sometimes over IMs. The social isolation makes the panic worse, and then makes it worse again by making it difficult to deal with it. Most of the people who said they would stay in touch with me after Nick's death have moved on, much as I feared, so that's out as well.

One of my hopes when I started writing here again was that putting all of this down would help me somehow. Putting my feelings down into words does help me to see things a little clearer, but not with the actual calming down from panic attacks. I've got no idea of how I'm going to deal with that.

So I'm just going to sit here on the sofa, watching YouTube and avoiding doing anything productive.
sareini: default (Flying)
Patrick Swayze has died of pancreatic cancer at the age of 57

I'm that strange person you've heard about who's never seen Dirty Dancing (you knew there was someone out there who hadn't seen it...) but Nick and I have always been a fan of his other work at least. So today I think we'll be watching some of those movies - Red Dawn, Roadhouse and Point Break.

Antichrist

Aug. 29th, 2009 04:01 pm
sareini: default (discworld - millenium hand and shrimp)
Last night, I found myself with the chance to actually watch Antichrist, one of the two films I mentioned last week here.

cut for spoilers and very disturbing content... )

(Last.fm is being bitterly ironic with the music too, I see...
sareini: Amanda from the Saw movies wearing an reverse bear trap (Saw)
Two films, both made/produced/released this year. One, Antichrist, contains "strong real sex, bloody violence and self-mutilation" - specifically, female genital mutilation. The other, Grotesque, contains "unrelenting and escalating scenario of humiliation, brutality and sadism", including amputations and eye-gougings.

The former film has won awards at Cannes and has been passed uncut by the BBFC. The latter has been banned outright and decried as having less plot or character development than the Saw or Hostel movies.

This, ladies and gentlemen, is what you can get away with if you label your work an "art" film. It's like Ai No Corrida, where they got away with the hardcore porn and inapproprate use of boiled eggs (serioisly, look it up, but don't be too shocked...) because the director claimed it was an "art" film.

Before the rant gets away with me too much, I want to make one thing clear: I haven't got a horse in this race, except maybe the one to do with anti-censorship. I've always had the viewpoint that, as long as it's not real and/or (in the case of certain types of pornography) everyone's consenting and no-one's getting hurt, it shouldn't be censored at the adult level, because, you know, we're adults. Personally, I wouldn't see either of these films - Lars von Trier tends to bore and/or confuse me unless I have a guide book handy, and horror films that are grand guignol strictly for the sake of grand guignol (but without the plot, because most people forget that grand guignol actually had storylines behind them) have about as much interest to me as watching paint dry. But just because I personally wouldn't watch either film doesn't mean that I don't see the absurdity in these two decisions. I just don't see too much difference in the two films that one gets a free pass and the other doesn't - especially if you consider the fact that Antichrist is meant to be more realistic, and thereforetheoretically far more shocking than a film which apparently concludes with a scene straight out of the ending of the Lamberto Bava film Macabre (trying not to spoil the film there).

(Oh, and as a further reference, Grotesque sounds remarkably similar to a British film called Boy Meets Girl, which was banned by the BBFC for eight years but finally released uncut in 2001).
sareini: default (Nate)
Nick and I watched this last night, in lieu of anything else that caught our attention.

Here be spoilers... )

The Mist

Dec. 30th, 2008 10:53 am
sareini: default (necronomicon)
I just got finished watching The Mist, which is a film I'd wanted to see for some time now, and not just because it was an interesting horror film based on a Stephen King novella.

No, the reason I wanted to see it was because, in my second year of Film Studies at university, I had done an adaptation of The Mist for a script project (well, a scene and various suggestions for how to adapt it, along with effects, cinematography and the like), and I wanted to see how the actual movie had ended up differing from my "version".

Here be spoilers. )

In conclusion: It's an enjoyable enough film, but I prefer the book - and my version - better overall.
sareini: default (Xmas)
Here's hoping everyone had a good Christmas/Giftmas/whatever you choose to call it.

My presents this year...

- chocolates from Jelli
- pyjamas from Nick's mother
- DVD of Dead Set from Nick's mother
- a couple of scented candles from Nick's mother
- some Winnie the Pooh shower gel from Nick's mother

- DVD of Diary of the Dead from Nick
- DVD of The Shining from Nick
- DVD of Candyman from Nick
- DVD of Lord of Illusions from Nick
- DVD of The Cottage from Nick

...yes, that is a lot of DVDs. But I'm happy, of course.

I got Nick a book about hating Bill O'Reilly, a Vampire Counts batallion box, a box of Twiglets and the DVD of Iron Man. Nick was so happy with the Iron Man DVD that I almost wouldn't have had to get him anything else. It was good to watch him marking out like a giddy kid.
sareini: default (NoTLD)
Well, I'm looking forward to the next couple of days.

The next three films I'm getting sent from my DVD rental account are...

Cloverfield

Mother of Tears

Frailty

Nick, on the other hand, will most likely be not as... exuberant as me. Well, maybe for Frailty. It might be the kind of film he likes. And he has had to admit more and more that some of the films I watch aren't that bad - he enjoyed The Faculty, although whether that was due to it being a mix between The Breakfast Club meets Invasion of the Body Snatchers or because Laura Harris got naked even he can't really say...

Bleh.

Dec. 18th, 2008 01:04 am
sareini: default (discworld - mountains of madness)
I had to go to the doctor's today. The "feeling sick" that I had at the beginning of the week didn't go away, and instead was joined by constant trips to the bathroom, headaches, nausea, light-headedness and, this morning, rather excruciating stomach pain that made it very difficult, if not impossible, to work. the NHS Direct website didn't, for once, tell me to book a coffin and have a dance band ready to play Abide With Me, but they did suggest calling the helpline proper. Who promptly told me to get an appointment to see my doctor.

So down I went, at 5pm, to luckily see the best doctor in the surgery. After breaking his electronic thermometer and blood pressure machines, he told me that I had a fever of about 39-40 degrees celsius (that's about 102 degrees fahrenheit), which would neatly explain the light-headedness at any rate, and in general I had a moderate case of gastroenteritis.

Nick was disappointed; he was certain it would be kidney stones.

***

While I was out, I saw a billboard for the Twilight movie, which is opening over here on Friday. On the left-hand corner are Bella and Edward, with Edward kind of looming over Bella and glaring out at onlookers with dark circles under his eyes and a look that I think the publicists were hoping would portray intensity, brooding and/or attractive emo-ness. Instead, he looked like he belonged on Crimewatch UK in their Most Wanted Faces section - "Have you seen this vampite stalker?"

sigh. Sparkly vampires. What next?

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