abracadabra.

[enamoured]

Last night, I found myself craving a burger from Chapps really bad after work (I got off early because it was slow. I do not remember this many slow nights this time last year, at the old store; we were constantly mobbed by families seeking soccer cleats for their kids. Though the storms last night could've been a reason for the monumental slowness). I got home at about 9 and left in search of the burgers shortly after. When I got to Chapps, they were unfortunately closed, so I just went to Albertson's and got some grape juice and decided to go to Blockbuster.

The grape juice is semi-important, because I had gotten some about Tuesday and Wednesday and had two cups or so only to have my brother come home and drink the rest. When I asked him about it, he said, "There was nothing else to drink." Right, so you drink things that clearly are not yours. Fine. I don't drink his gallons of chocolate milk, but whatever! My stuff's lassiez-faire! TERRIFIC!

Anyway.

I went to Blockbuster and got The Prestige, as I'd rented it about a month ago and never got to see the ending, and An American in Paris for no reason except for the fact that I wanted to see the "I Got Rhythm" part. It had started raining again, so I had to run out to the car. On the way home, I thought about all the rainy Friday nights from when I was younger, and my dad would take my brother and I to choir practice at church, and after that we'd go to this burger place called PD Quik and eat in the car, or stop there and then go home and watch TGIF on TV.

And I went home and watched The Prestige. From most of what I heard about it, I knew there would be an unexpected ending, but I didn't know what exactly. And: OH MY GOD. I didn't even notice Fallon in the beginning; therefore, the gradual revelation that Borden and Fallon were twins kind of hit me like "WHATTHEHELL". And since I didn't see the whole movie the first time and wasn't paying too much attention when you first see the top hats scattered around at the beginning and then after Angier is storming out of Tesla's laboratory and he stumbles upon them and the cats, I didn't catch what the machine actually did. The second time, I thought, "Okay, so--it produces duplicates of the hat, and of the cat," (cat in the hat! SORRY ABOUT THAT) "so what does it do to Angier?" And then THE END with the clones of Angier IN THE FREAKING WATER TANKS IN THE THEATRE. OH MY GOD. I did, however, catch the whole Lord Caldlow = Angier thing after the prison visit, when I remembered Angier telling Julia he was changing his name to not shame his family and what have you.

Still: OH MY GOD.

When I woke up this morning and was fully concious, I realized that my grape juice was gone, so I went to my brother. HE FRIGGIN' DRANK IT AGAIN BECAUSE HE SUCKS. Between the two bottles of grape juice that he drank and the $2 I loaned him last week, he owes me $10.

Comments

[demonqueen666.livejournal.com]

Ah yes, The Prestige. Rather nice freak-out twist of an ending, neh? And once the BIG REVEAL (OMGWTFTWINSANDDEADGUYINABOX) was over, it was really kind of interesting to think about. Because Borden was the better magician as far as talent and ingenuity went but Angier was better at showmanship...and then at the end you find out that, basically, Angier is using money and technology to do something that Borden can do by simple birthright: be two people at once. Trippy.

[supersyncspaz7.livejournal.com]

YES, EXACTLY. Though it made me wonder (once I got over the AUUUUGHTWINSDEADGUYS) whether or not Jess knew which one was really her father. Because that's totally kind of trippy. Maybe she was too young to tell? I don't know.

[demonqueen666.livejournal.com]

You know, it's kind of icky to think about, but since the twins took turns being Borden and therefore, presumably, fulfilling his husbandly/fatherly duties? I think no one probably knows for sure which one is really her dad, because it could be either of them AUUUGH.

[chrryblssmninja.livejournal.com]

I somewhat guessed everything EXCEPT the Cadlow thing. Still, good movie.

[elfiedawn.livejournal.com]

Yeah, The Prestige was really good. I had things kind've figured out, but the twist still got me. I can't believe he managed to get rid of his competition by framing him for a murder he actually did... to himself... Just kind've boggles the mind. But he halfway failed, and then died, so the joke's on him.