Propping up a dodgy memory

Here's the haul from our second trip to the VideoEzy closing down sale (List the first here). There are a handful here that I wouldn't have bought under normal circumstances, but at $4 it's much like the cost of hire which we'd have been be prepared to gamble.

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Despite my best efforts to avoid watching Highlander II, I've just watched it. I'd planned to return it to the DVD library unwatched and unmourned, but as it survived safely forgotten at home not once but twice I figured that the universe was keen for me to experience it.

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I've just watched The Last Starfighter (1984) for the first time in a very long time. I'm not sure how many times I watched it on video back in the day, but it was probably a lot. It stood up very well indeed.

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I am happy to report that this evening's surprise discovery of cat vomit did not send me over the edge. Granted I've only found the furry sausage part (whomever calls them furballs has clearly never seen one), so there may be more lurking in exciting places around the house. On the bright side (yes, of cat vomit) furry sausages are better out than in, and it was Pumpkin who is generally more tidy about such things than Princess Projectile.

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Um, something about spiders?

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Scored mightily with an Arnie six-pack today for $29.95: ( Read more... )

It's been a dot point kind of day, so I'll make less of an effort than usual at grammar. Sometimes I feel obliged; tonight, not so much.

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In common with large chunks of fandom (now there's an image) I went to the cinema to see the three Star Wars prequels when they first came out. Ever since then I've been meaning to watch them again, for surely it was only the weight of my expectations that made them seem so awful? Yes, III was better than II, and II must have been better than I. But compared to IV, V and VI they were appalling.

I never did watch them again, despite multiple opportunities to do so. The re-release of Star Wars IV: A New Hope* didn't exactly boost my faith in George Lucas, so I was left with my bitter memories of the new trilogy unsullied by repeat viewings. I haven't yet managed to watch The Phantom Menace again all the way through, but last night I bravely parked myself on the couch and watched The Attack of the Clones and the start of Revenge of the Sith, finishing the latter this afternoon.

So, here are some of my deeply disorganised thoughts on Star Wars II and III. I figure the organised thoughts have long since been taken care of by other people.

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Avatar was, in a word, pretty. On balance I liked it, but it wasn't a complete triumph by any means.

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