Summer Hotel Retreat Day 9
I almost went this evening to see Snow White and the Huntsman. It sounded so luxurious to get lost in something large and colorful and loud. In San Francisco I tried to get Kevin to go see it, and he was willing but he said he heard it was awful, so I gave up, and then we got busy and ended up not going to see any movie. I rarely go to the movies alone. The last one was Bridesmaids, in Fort Bragg, where I'll be going at the end of the month with Bett Williams. I looked at the trailers to Snow White and the Huntsman, and just from that it was clear that a major problem with the movie is that Charlize Theron is gorgeous and fabu up the wazoo, and Kristen Stewart is like this tense little rodent. No way would I ever buy KS as being more fair than CT. Disney got it right, making Snow White cuter than the evil queen. And what's up with Snow White wearing armor and going into battle???? What about the miraculous power of female passivity? And a sexuality so powerful that when aroused it awakens you from the dead? Flailing around on a battlefield isn't repressed enough; Kevin's right, it's awful.
This is the end of this round of aloneness. Temporary aloneness is such a joy, knowing that tomorrow night Kevin will swoop in, in a huge metal bird and relieve it.
Posted by Dodie Bellamy at 11:08 PM