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logicbutton) wrote2004-12-28 12:46 am
logicbutton) wrote2004-12-28 12:46 am
Phantom of the Opera: Like Lord of the Rings, in a way?
Tonight I saw Phantom of the Opera with a very good HS friend of mine who I will be calling M, because that's the first letter in Matt's name. It was a very pretty movie that starred some very pretty people. Like, really, some very pretty people. And there was MAN-ANGST! Tears and all!
My subject line refers to the fact that Raoul basically served the same function as Legolas--look pretty and don't screw anything up.
But that's not why I'm posting this. The real reason is because I wanted to quote part of our conversation afterward:
"What that movie needed was a wrought homosexual erotic scene."
Now, you probably belong to one of two camps. The first camp is those who look at the content of the sentence and say, "Ah, that silly slash-loving Diana." The second camp is those who say, "Wait a minute, Diana doesn't use words like 'wrought'. And even she's not tacky enough to make an enormous livejournal post to showcase one sentence she uttered in real life. Usually. Hey, and isn't M a gay man?"
The second camp, of course, is the correct one. And M isn't even in fandom. I tell him and tell him, he's missing out on a lot. Anyway, more thoughts on the movie:
So at this scene near the end, there's the showdown of DOOM between Raoul and the Phantom, and the Phantom's got Raoul tied to this grate, and Christine is just standing there twenty feet away with tears rolling down her cheeks. And I thought, you idiot, don't stand there and cry waifishly, go over there and save your man if that's what you want to do! But then in the car on the way home, that scene came up, and M opened my eyes to a new possibility. The hot men are basically at each other's throats, one of them is tied up...hey, wait a minute! That's bondage! Guy-on-guy bondage! And she's savoring it! Dude, Christine is clearly one kinky bitch. I respect this.
And wow, I'm pretty tired. Sorry for the choppiness of this entry. I leave you now with the story of how this post came to be.
D: Okay, repeat what you just said so I can remember it exactly. Wrought...homosexual...erotic scene?
M: Yes. What this movie needed was a wrought homosexual erotic scene.
D: Wrought, like, w-r-o-u-g-h-t wrought?
M: Yes, sure.
D: All right then. "What this movie needed was a wrought homosexual erotic scene."
M: Yes. Wait. Why do you need to know exactly? Who are you going to be repeating this to?
D: Nobody.
M: You are. If you're not, why do you need to remember it?
D: For...my own personal amusement.
M: You're going to put it on that livejournal of yours, AREN'T YOU!
D: Nnnno.
M: Yes you are. If you don't, I'll do it for you.
D: Oh. Then yes.
M: I'm going to check it at 9 a.m. tomorrow morning, and if it's not up there, I'm going to put it as a comment into one of your other entries.
D: Oh, don't worry, it'll be up there by 1.
M: Really? By 1?
D: Well, maybe a bit later. I need a couple minutes to get home.
My subject line refers to the fact that Raoul basically served the same function as Legolas--look pretty and don't screw anything up.
But that's not why I'm posting this. The real reason is because I wanted to quote part of our conversation afterward:
"What that movie needed was a wrought homosexual erotic scene."
Now, you probably belong to one of two camps. The first camp is those who look at the content of the sentence and say, "Ah, that silly slash-loving Diana." The second camp is those who say, "Wait a minute, Diana doesn't use words like 'wrought'. And even she's not tacky enough to make an enormous livejournal post to showcase one sentence she uttered in real life. Usually. Hey, and isn't M a gay man?"
The second camp, of course, is the correct one. And M isn't even in fandom. I tell him and tell him, he's missing out on a lot. Anyway, more thoughts on the movie:
So at this scene near the end, there's the showdown of DOOM between Raoul and the Phantom, and the Phantom's got Raoul tied to this grate, and Christine is just standing there twenty feet away with tears rolling down her cheeks. And I thought, you idiot, don't stand there and cry waifishly, go over there and save your man if that's what you want to do! But then in the car on the way home, that scene came up, and M opened my eyes to a new possibility. The hot men are basically at each other's throats, one of them is tied up...hey, wait a minute! That's bondage! Guy-on-guy bondage! And she's savoring it! Dude, Christine is clearly one kinky bitch. I respect this.
And wow, I'm pretty tired. Sorry for the choppiness of this entry. I leave you now with the story of how this post came to be.
D: Okay, repeat what you just said so I can remember it exactly. Wrought...homosexual...erotic scene?
M: Yes. What this movie needed was a wrought homosexual erotic scene.
D: Wrought, like, w-r-o-u-g-h-t wrought?
M: Yes, sure.
D: All right then. "What this movie needed was a wrought homosexual erotic scene."
M: Yes. Wait. Why do you need to know exactly? Who are you going to be repeating this to?
D: Nobody.
M: You are. If you're not, why do you need to remember it?
D: For...my own personal amusement.
M: You're going to put it on that livejournal of yours, AREN'T YOU!
D: Nnnno.
M: Yes you are. If you don't, I'll do it for you.
D: Oh. Then yes.
M: I'm going to check it at 9 a.m. tomorrow morning, and if it's not up there, I'm going to put it as a comment into one of your other entries.
D: Oh, don't worry, it'll be up there by 1.
M: Really? By 1?
D: Well, maybe a bit later. I need a couple minutes to get home.