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sleepless in seattle is even more a favorite and i melt at city of angels because meg ryan melts me because she has a mix of adorable and cute and wise and naive and vulnerable and strength and innocence and sensuality and visually, she melts me more than most people i see... so instead of falling asleep when i desperately ought to be sleeping i am watching adorableness and fairy tale romance (though in a fairy tale he would buy the little shop around the corner, restock it, and present it to her as a wedding gift after putting a sign up in his big book supermarket that the children's book store is the little shop around the corner... maybe that's how the sequel ends?

shhhhh, maybe they'll make it later :)

what's on broadway?

glancing up at the tv a few moments ago (kind alike as seen on tv ya know), i found the tony awards show and having just reawakened my love for the theatre in the last few days by going to two performances of la cage aux folles i am puzzling over whether this is the 2012 tonys or a rerun cuz i've seen most of these shows a long time ago (or else they were movies... i mean, i love some of these stories and lyrics and songs but is there anything original out there?)...

wait, we interrupt these musical numbers every few minutes with irritating emergency beeps and scrolling messages and maps to let us know, constantly, mind you, that it is raining outside (because nobody has windows anymore) and there are severe thunderstorm warnings somewhere in a two hundred mile radius of the many thousands of tvs trying to enjoy the songs and dance and...

whatever, it's tv... back to the subject at hand, creativity on broadway... or more, original creativity on broadway... but dontcha get me wrong now - it's not that i don't love some of what is playing, in fact, some are absolute favorites, but i seem to remember a time when revivals had their own award catregory so the new stories and words and music could be encouraged)... just look at what is re-playing on broadway right now (and i am leaving some out)...

anything goes... billy elliot... blithe spirit... bring it on... chicago... evita... follies... porgy & bess... ghost... godspell... the best man... hair... hairspray... harvey... the lion king... the little mermaid... jersey boys... jesus christ superstar... newsies... mamma mia!.. mary poppins... nice work if you can get it... on a clear day you can see forever... once... peter and the starcatcher... phantom of the opera... rebecca... rock of ages... sister act... south pacific... spiderman... a steetcar named desire... waiting for godot... west side story... wicked... master class... death of a salesman... venus in fur... wit... and more coming annie... picnic... a few good men... funny girl...

what?... every one of those above have been done before... not that i am against remakes, though a purist tendency in me does shudder at the thought sometimes, but the large majority of the shows on broadway are not original writing or songs or stories or... but it's broadway... and i would trade tv for a seat in the audience of any of these shows at the drop of a top hat... yeah :)

instant eh...

ok, so i took the day off and am relaxing and wrote most of the morning and decided it was time for lunch and since there was nothing on tv and tv keeps me company when i am eating alone, i decided to check out the in demand stuff and found once upon a time, a new show i wanted to see and so, on it went...

that was about five minutes ago...

and here i am already, the first scene turned me off enough to come here and put the tv where it usually resides, in the background... alas, leave it to tv writers to start out programmed and predictable and standard and unfortunately, formula...

. . .

scene two appeals a but more because i love the main character's face (a favorite from house... i never watched how i met your mother cuz i am not much into formula sit-coms and i didn't know she was associate producer on glee which surprised me) and while i don't like the over-done naivety of the teacher (i never watched the stuff she's been in, ed or big love, so she is brand new to me), i love her face too, so there may be some hope as faces are a primary attraction for me to continue watching something and there is the appropriately named mr. gold (rumplestilskin) who played a good love-hate character on star trek:universe and has been in a bunch of films, but they need much better writers to really become what i would have hoped this sort of idea could become and it is a wonderful idea...

it'll take more suspension of reality than it should (because of the poor writing and mediocre acting, especially of the male lead and evil witch - so far), but i will probably give this show a show if only in on-demand when i have time and in the background... would be more fun with a tv-watching partner of course...

i think i'll put the last four episides of fringe on in the background now...

almost famous

so much passes through this head from the background tv that is on now more than ever since jackson moved away as the sound keeps me company and occasionally there is something on i actually want to watch and so the football and the repeats of ncis and all the sci-fi shows and so much more amuses me and keeps me company but tonight, i realized that i have forgotten (not anymore, cuz i just remembered, at least one part) how much some films move me, inspire me, and are a part of my favoritest experiences in this life (when shared with someone or even just a film powerful enough to move me and be something i very much want to share with someone) and this is one...

besides, it has four of my favorite faces in it and three of libbo's favorite fantasies (of course i don't love it just for that superficial reason, but oh, if i could have only been there with them in some alternate reality where we were all friends and meant something to eat other and comfort and care for each other and... ok, you get the picture, whatever that picture might be in your mind... wouldn't you love to know what is really in mine lol... just have to climb under the covers for long enough to figure out how to show me you really want to know :)

the trouble is, tv ruins film... tv edits to fit allotted time... tv edits for content... tv edits to fit the screen... tv changes the story, the meanings, the power of film... tv destroys film... but we won't get into that for this moment and attempt to maintain the magic...

what?... yes, i refer to almost famous and the kid who reminds me of what's his name from sliders, i think and frances mcdormand who chooses some of the most interesting films in her career, and kate hudson, anna paquin, zooey deschanel (libbo refers to the last three faces each appearing in the top ten of the all-time libbo faces at one time or another and perhaps the highest rated libbo face film in the history of filmaking, perhaps... you'll just have to get under the covers to find out how much i am laughing with you and how much i am laughing at myself and how much i am laughing at the world {you?... that's up to you} that will never understand me... anyway, what was this about?)...

we must remember this...

remembering the days people actually waited at the airport right by the gate for someone to actually leave on a jet plane as in watching the plane taxi away from the gate, waving at the person as they look back at you through the tiny window on the plane, and then watching the plane gather speed down the runway and take off into the air...

remembering when dreams were shared...

remembering always...

the voice

ok, i am biased, but i have adored dia frampton since before she was legal when i saw her grinning like a kid in a candy store at warped tour after knocking out a set of rock and roll that had such a unique twist the crowds surrounded the myspace tent to try to see who was making those beautiful sounds... and now, as if i was clairvoyant (or just lucky to be in the right place at the right time), i am watching dia in the finals on the voice, a commercially packaged singing contest that has some great talent and i am torn...

leave meg and dia behind?...

a few years ago i told dia she needs to be ready to shoot the moon, to be touched by an angel, to skyrocket to fame (or shyrocket, to be dia and play with words) and i hoped she'd be ready, that she would not let fear or insecurity or self-doubt get in her way... and that she would find a way to stay in touch with her roots, to not let fame shake her from her core...

the moment is approaching fast...

there will be no losers on this show, but winning will be the zoom, the moment... will she be torn away from her family and friends and how will that affect her?... will she be sucked into the adoration and usery that has abused and destroyed so many?... please no... i wish with all my heart that she finds an anchor, a link to herself that cannot be broken... a way to not get hurt... it is not too late (i won't believe it, even after all the experiences)...

all this from background tv?...

lol, lam, laa...

go dia :)