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I went to see movies yesterday. Bliss! I saw Watchmen and Coraline. There was a four hour lull between them though so I had to amuse myself on a street with nothing but hotels and boarded up apartments. Maybe not the best neighborhood for a lone female to be strolling around in, but I did. It was cold and the middle of a weekday, so I ended up just walking up and down the strip, just me and the snow and the aspens. And these two big honkin’ ravens that followed me for awhile.

Ravens are monster crows. These two swaggered along on foot, falling into step behind me and moved so that they were on either side. They were all but snapping their fingers. If they had been humans or dogs, I would’ve gone straight into fight or flight mode, but pride wouldn’t let me acknowledge that I was being intimidated by two birds, even if they were huge, Stygian eaters of eyes. So I walked on and they followed me, making creaky little comments back and forth between them. Maybe it was raven-talk for “Hey baby, where you goin’?” or maybe “She will succumb to the cold soon, my brother.” “Yes, soon.” “Then, we shall feast!” “Yes. Soon.”

I didn’t grow weak and falter, so eventually, they gave up and flew off. I also thought I saw taktukbrightsea at the theater with some guys going in to see Watchmen, but I wasn’t sure it was him and didn’t want to go over until I could get a better look, but they went in and I went in and it was too late. So if it was you, a belated hi!

But on to the movies: I really liked Watchmen. Everyone warned me it was violent, which I knew from reading the book so many times, but they all warned me about Dark Knight too, and frankly, the only scene that made me wince was poor brave Wanna-be-Bats being tortured. So, there was much blood in Watchman that didn’t bother me, and a sex scene that went on for about three times longer than was required. Even the giggling teenagers were checking their watches. Moving on please, to what was good.

There’s a reason that 12 of the 14 different WoD werewolf characters I’ve played have been Bone Gnawers. I dig scruffy. Don’t know why, don’t care why. Just do. So it should come as no surprise that Jackie Earle Haley’s portrayal of this put a grin on my face.* What Jackman’s Logan did for my liking for sideburns, Mr. Haley did for my liking of scruffiness. It’s baaaack!

And you know what? I’m gonna say it. I think Haley did a better job with Rorschach than Ledger did with Joker. Ledger’s Joker was the best part of Dark Knight, but he didn’t move me. Haley’s Rorschach did. And while I prepare to dodge incoming projectiles for that one, I’ll tell you something else I learned on this trip. Diet Pepsi Wild Cherry might as well be carbonated ditch water. Or maybe I just got a bad one. But bleah.

I also saw Coraline in 3D. It was so cute! I loved the cat, I loved Wybie, and I loved the poor Other Father. He was just so pathetic. And the Beldam was great! Her voice was perfect. The character design was very cool. I especially loved the wacky neighbors even if I can’t believe they actually had the one in sequined pasties. Whoa. Oh my God, is right!

Watching these two movies back to back gave me some weird dreams, but I’ll go into that later.



*I read on imdb.com that Robin Williams was rumored to have been considered for the first attempt at Rorschach back in the 90s. I’m having trouble imagining it.