I couldn't think of a good enough pun
You know that feeling that you get when you've just cut your fingernails and the tips of your fingers are kind of tingly, but in an annoying way? I hate that feeling.
As always happens with Mondays, today was a fairly easy day. All we did in Physics, my one lesson, was a neat experiment and some simple calculations to predict and confirm its findings. We even got out early, because it was our last lesson of the term where the whole class would be there, so our teacher didn't want to start the next section.
Someone had brought in a 360 for the last week of term and we decided to use it to watch a DVD rather than play games for once. Due to an argument that apparently started a couple of weeks ago, we wound up watching The Good, the Bad and the Ugly. Naturally, I'd heard of the film before but I'd never actually watched it, despite my dad having the whole Dollars trilogy in a boxset.
We spent the first little while, when there were more of us in the room over lunch, making fun of the film, talking over the dialogue. We decided, for instance, that Angel Eyes (the Bad) was not searching for a man who could tell him the location of a huge stash of money, but was actually trying to find his keys.
Despite all the life-threatening situations he got into, we knew that the Man with No Name couldn't die, because he was played by Clint Eastwood. As far as we were concerned, even the doctors in the film knew this and said as much when asked if he was going to die. Hell, the man could attract cannonballs somehow – you don't go through life with that little quirk without being unbelievably badass, or possibly a cross between Magneto and Wolverine.
Tuco's pink parasol was the source of much hilarity.
But as time went by and those who weren't interested went off to do other things, those of us who were hung around. We started complaining, not when people talked over the dialogue, so much as when they distracted us from the brilliant music and the tense and epic scenes. We watched with baited breath as we tried to figure out what the characters would do next. We continued to marvel at the pinnacle of bad-assery that is Clint Eastwood but we also began to like and care for the character.
At least, I did. I really like that film. So much so that I think I'm going to watch it again, probably in conjunction with its prequels and hopefully with some friends, since the experience was much enhanced by the running commentary at times.
You know what? My first purchases from the iTunes store were made tonight, more than a month after setting up my account for my iPhone. It was the two main soundtrack themes for The Good, the Bad and the Ugly.
I rarely buy songs. I rarely watch a movie, or even a TV series, twice through, especially in quick succession. But I truly love this film. Maybe it was just the atmosphere in the common room that helped me have fun with it, but during the later scenes, I was on the edge of my seat.
It's a truly great film and if you haven't seen it, I can do nothing but highly recommend it to you.
As for me, I'm going to think up some kind of pun as a title for this post and then retire to bed. It's been a busy day, somehow. Tomorrow should be nice and easy, seeing as how I have first two lessons off (during which time we fully intend to watch Monty Python and the Holy Grail) and then a couple of lessons, followed by lunch and the infant/junior department nativity play in the afternoon.
Have a nice day. I did.
As always happens with Mondays, today was a fairly easy day. All we did in Physics, my one lesson, was a neat experiment and some simple calculations to predict and confirm its findings. We even got out early, because it was our last lesson of the term where the whole class would be there, so our teacher didn't want to start the next section.
Someone had brought in a 360 for the last week of term and we decided to use it to watch a DVD rather than play games for once. Due to an argument that apparently started a couple of weeks ago, we wound up watching The Good, the Bad and the Ugly. Naturally, I'd heard of the film before but I'd never actually watched it, despite my dad having the whole Dollars trilogy in a boxset.
We spent the first little while, when there were more of us in the room over lunch, making fun of the film, talking over the dialogue. We decided, for instance, that Angel Eyes (the Bad) was not searching for a man who could tell him the location of a huge stash of money, but was actually trying to find his keys.
Despite all the life-threatening situations he got into, we knew that the Man with No Name couldn't die, because he was played by Clint Eastwood. As far as we were concerned, even the doctors in the film knew this and said as much when asked if he was going to die. Hell, the man could attract cannonballs somehow – you don't go through life with that little quirk without being unbelievably badass, or possibly a cross between Magneto and Wolverine.
Tuco's pink parasol was the source of much hilarity.
But as time went by and those who weren't interested went off to do other things, those of us who were hung around. We started complaining, not when people talked over the dialogue, so much as when they distracted us from the brilliant music and the tense and epic scenes. We watched with baited breath as we tried to figure out what the characters would do next. We continued to marvel at the pinnacle of bad-assery that is Clint Eastwood but we also began to like and care for the character.
At least, I did. I really like that film. So much so that I think I'm going to watch it again, probably in conjunction with its prequels and hopefully with some friends, since the experience was much enhanced by the running commentary at times.
You know what? My first purchases from the iTunes store were made tonight, more than a month after setting up my account for my iPhone. It was the two main soundtrack themes for The Good, the Bad and the Ugly.
I rarely buy songs. I rarely watch a movie, or even a TV series, twice through, especially in quick succession. But I truly love this film. Maybe it was just the atmosphere in the common room that helped me have fun with it, but during the later scenes, I was on the edge of my seat.
It's a truly great film and if you haven't seen it, I can do nothing but highly recommend it to you.
As for me, I'm going to think up some kind of pun as a title for this post and then retire to bed. It's been a busy day, somehow. Tomorrow should be nice and easy, seeing as how I have first two lessons off (during which time we fully intend to watch Monty Python and the Holy Grail) and then a couple of lessons, followed by lunch and the infant/junior department nativity play in the afternoon.
Have a nice day. I did.
posted by Alasdair Corbett at
11:42 PM
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