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paraxeni ([personal profile] paraxeni) wrote2007-07-27 08:26 pm

Spiderpig

The Simpsons Movie was fab.  I laughed more in the first five minutes of the film than in the last five years of episodes.

 Reasons it was so great?  No awkward, grating celebrity performances, it wasn't overlong, and the animation was gorgeous.

 I want more though, and I can't wait to see it again.


edit: woohoo, Spiderpig ringtone!

[identity profile] refusion.livejournal.com 2007-07-27 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
I can't wait to go and see this. I almost hurt something laughing at the Spiderpig bit of the trailer my brother has on his PS3.

[identity profile] paraxeni.livejournal.com 2007-07-27 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
I'd already seen the trailer and still howled at it, even funnier in context. However, the very best thing in the world, ever, is the version of the Spiderpig song over the final credits (stay for them btw, or you will miss some good stuff). I had to download the song, because it is brilliant. Lisa wasn't too impressed that I sang it all the way home, but at least it got 'Chocolate Rain' out of my... Oh shit!

Another highlight of the night was the guy who fell down the loooong cinema stairs in that particular screen. He didn't move, even after at least five minutes of laughter and applause, then stood up and bowed, shouting "I could've been dead, you horrible, horrible people!"

[identity profile] joham.livejournal.com 2007-07-28 10:11 am (UTC)(link)
I saw this the other night, and other than having a slightly annoying co-worker reading out text jokes that he spotted to make himself look.. I don't know - like he "got them", I enjoyed it a lot.

It was just slightly spoiled that every time I saw something on the screen like "An Irritating Truth" I knew a split second later I'd hear "huh! an irritating truth! huh huh!"


[identity profile] paraxeni.livejournal.com 2007-07-28 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh I love people who do that! (By 'love' I mean 'follow outside and bludgeon').

The showing we went to was fairly empty (us and ten others in the cinema's massivest screen) so I want to see it again on a busier night. It's going to be hard to time, not so late that everyone's at home, but not so early that it's full of kids!

Oh and in answer to your comment on my other post - I didn't get a scan. I think this doc must have magic eyes, 'cos he diagnosed what was going on in my head by looking at me, good glaven! I'm not even sure if he's referring me to the optho guys or I'm supposed to. Pffft. I seriously doubt I'm going back to work anyway, I've deteriorated so much over the last few weeks. I'm pissed off, because (as ever) if they'd done something about all of this when I first complained about symptoms returning, I too could be at work, hating it, but glad to be normal. Bloody NHS twats.

Hey-ho, I shall have to be a lady of leisure, and spend my time drinking gin and munching bonbons.