12.09.05
Because bunnies are awesome…
What’s better than animated bunnies re-enacting great movies in thirty seconds?
Nothing, of course. Check it out.
12.05.05
“Is he safe?” “‘Course he isn’t safe. But he’s good.”
When my family gets together, one of the things we always do is watch a movie or two. Last weekend, when we were all together for Thanksgiving, we watched The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe (the old school BBC made-for-TV version). It had an evil witch, good kids (although Lucy needed braces), bad special effects (green screen, anyone?), and …interesting beaver costumes (although how would you do talking beavers if you were doing it for a television production in the 80s?). Aslan looked pretty good, until he started talking without really moving his mouth. While watching it, I was reminded of the feeling of adventure I always get when I read the books. I always wish my life could be like that. One minute, I’m going about my business, and the next I find myself in a world full of magic. Instant adventure, right? You go, you meet Aslan (or some other creature), you get a quest to fulfill. Granted, the adventures aren’t easy. Maybe if you’re actually living them, instead of just reading about them, you can’t wait to get back to normal, everyday life, where things like evil witches and goblins aren’t trying to kill you. I still wonder though…How would I act if I were in Lucy’s place, or even Edmund’s? How do you find adventure in a cubicle?
We also watched The Polar Express. It was a lot better than I thought it would be. I didn’t see it last year when it came out because I wasn’t sure how they could’ve made a whole movie out of that book. I actually enjoyed it quite a bit. And the animation wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought it would be (especially in the character’s faces). After we watched it, my two sisters and I stayed in the TV room while the rest of the family dispersed. My niece came back in to say goodnight to us before going to bed. As she hugged each of us, she whispered, “Do you believe in Santa Claus?” “Yes,” I said, when she got to me. “Good.”