If you're wondering whether I am still the face for BYU's student center, rest assured: a pale, 18-year-old me is still representing.
6.28.2012
List, list, O, list!
As the temperatures continue to climb, I do what I always do in the summertime: hole up in an air conditioned place with a book or movie and wait for the suffocating madness to pass. So, I think a lot about movies.
Most pop culture savvy folk have their movie predispositions. I most certainly have mine. I'm grateful to live in a world where Netflix appreciates and caters to said predispositions--the Taste Preferences section of Netflix gets very, very specific. I love it. One can indicate a preference for films including Singing Cowboys, Evil Kids, Future Dystopias, Mistaken Identities, or my favorite uber specific category of all: Monkeys.
Netflix doesn't go quite far enough for me, though.
Types of movies that I am predisposed to like:
We saw Brave last weekend (predisposition score: 3/5). I really liked it a lot, but it didn't blow my mind or anything. Still, give me a Scottish princess, some gloriously animated Highlands scenery, and genuine Scottish accents and I am a happy camper. Without the actual camping. It's too hot outside.
Brave certainly could have been worse. I love me some Pixar, but that love doesn't spread equally across all of their film catalog.
Wendy's Pixar Categories
That was a moving, whimsical, transcendent film that renewed my faith in Art.
You know what? I really liked that film.
Eh. I think I remember watching it.
There's got to be a more meaningful way to sell toys.
That is all.
Most pop culture savvy folk have their movie predispositions. I most certainly have mine. I'm grateful to live in a world where Netflix appreciates and caters to said predispositions--the Taste Preferences section of Netflix gets very, very specific. I love it. One can indicate a preference for films including Singing Cowboys, Evil Kids, Future Dystopias, Mistaken Identities, or my favorite uber specific category of all: Monkeys.
Netflix doesn't go quite far enough for me, though.
Types of movies that I am predisposed to like:
- Period dramas from almost any time period, up until about the 1970s
- Spy stuff
- Films set in the British isles and Ireland--extra points for genuine accents
- Excellent animation, including stop motion but only rarely including computer generated animation (Pixar being the rare jewel of an exception)
- Psychological/cerebral dramas
We saw Brave last weekend (predisposition score: 3/5). I really liked it a lot, but it didn't blow my mind or anything. Still, give me a Scottish princess, some gloriously animated Highlands scenery, and genuine Scottish accents and I am a happy camper. Without the actual camping. It's too hot outside.
Brave certainly could have been worse. I love me some Pixar, but that love doesn't spread equally across all of their film catalog.
Wendy's Pixar Categories
That was a moving, whimsical, transcendent film that renewed my faith in Art.
- WALL-E
- Up
You know what? I really liked that film.
- Toy Story trilogy
- A Bug's Life
- Monsters, Inc.
- Finding Nemo
- The Incredibles
- Brave
Eh. I think I remember watching it.
- Ratatouille (to be fair, it's probably in the upper category . . . I just don't remember it very well)
There's got to be a more meaningful way to sell toys.
- Cars (and probably 2, but I won't see it)
That is all.
6.26.2012
But, why?
Once upon a time, I wrote some stuff on a blog. I liked writing on that ol' blog. But then, I jumped ship and started a new blog. I didn't really like writing on that blog. So guess what? Here's another new blog.
What's different about this new(est) blog, Wendy?
Thanks for asking, gentle reader. The new(est) blog has a different URL. And the backdrop is a different picture. Most importantly, it only has one author. The pressure of writing on David's behalf gave me massive writer's block, since my usual drivel didn't feel like it warranted capturing on a legitimate family blog. David is way too awesome to have someone else speak for him, anyway. I shall be taking responsibility for my own drivel.
What's with the name? Do you really like show tunes or something?
I love a good show tune, for sure. But the name comes from Hamlet, specifically the scene in which Ophelia is commenting on Hamlet's need to constantly interrupt the production of "The Mousetrap" with his explanations. I plan to do pretty much the same thing here--the inane commentary, not the staging of a play to expose a foul and unnatural murder.
Why should I bother reading it?
Let's be real: you probably shouldn't. But you can if you want to.
What's different about this new(est) blog, Wendy?
Thanks for asking, gentle reader. The new(est) blog has a different URL. And the backdrop is a different picture. Most importantly, it only has one author. The pressure of writing on David's behalf gave me massive writer's block, since my usual drivel didn't feel like it warranted capturing on a legitimate family blog. David is way too awesome to have someone else speak for him, anyway. I shall be taking responsibility for my own drivel.
What's with the name? Do you really like show tunes or something?
I love a good show tune, for sure. But the name comes from Hamlet, specifically the scene in which Ophelia is commenting on Hamlet's need to constantly interrupt the production of "The Mousetrap" with his explanations. I plan to do pretty much the same thing here--the inane commentary, not the staging of a play to expose a foul and unnatural murder.
Why should I bother reading it?
Let's be real: you probably shouldn't. But you can if you want to.
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