–Letters to the Lost by Iona Grey. Oh boy. If you write a WWII romance/mystery involving a hunky American pilot, and link it to present day through old letters, you have me hooked. It was kind of sad in some parts, but I liked it anyway.
–Lord of Shadows by Cassandra Clare. Just barely into it, but I think it’s going to be a good read. I trust in Cassandra Clare.
At least I’m fairly certain this was the first film I saw in a theatre… Unless it was The Lion King, but I can’t stretch my memory that far back. I was around five or six at the time; the only thing I can distinctly remember about it is having to wait outside for the movie theatre to open, and looking up at the big poster on the wall outside…. Not the actual viewing of the movie itself. Bah.
Boy, did I love this movie. It made me want to live under the sea with the colourful fish, have fins instead of legs, and have billowing red hair.
Say what you want about Ariel’s naivety about giving up her voice for a man (partially true, but she wanted to be human even before she met Eric, ahem ahem), but I loved everything about The Little Mermaid. It’s just a wonderful, magical movie, and everything about it is gorgeous. That is all.
Back in 2002, when I was a lowly eighth grader, its Americanized counterpart known as The Ring had just arrived in theatres; and it was through the video store (remember that??) that I was introduced to the original Japanese version. Let me tell you, it was terrifyingly perfect in all the right ways. The movie’s plot revolves around a series of deaths that are supposedly caused by a cursed video tape, and a young woman must figure out the mystery behind it to break the curse.
Of course, you can’t go wrong with a hunched over girl dressed in a long white dress and long hair covering her face who climbs out of the tv to claim her victims. Nope, it didn’t give me nightmares at all.