Surrender to the Music of the Night
Jan. 9th, 2009 10:05 pmLong overdue, yes, but I finally obtained a DVD of The Phantom of the Opera, the one with Gerard Butler and Emmy Rossum. I have loved the book for years but now I have finally heard the music of Andrew Lloyd Webber as well. My sister and I watched it last night, and I was blown away. The music was so beautiful, and Erik, the Phantom, was just... sigh. Raoul and Christine were sweet, but I can't help but wish Christine had found it in her heart to love Erik instead. Of course, this was easier in the movie, because Gerard Butler made the Phantom at least half handsome, with only half his face disfigured, while in the book he's fully disfigured. But still, I pity him. Or perhaps this was only because we watched it straight after watching Disney's Beauty and the Beast.
Also, something else that was long overdue - my best friend Lakshmi and I finally went to see Twilight at the theatre! Oh. My. God. *swoons* Unfortunately, Lakshmi and I ran in a bit late - when we walked in, Bella was talking to Jessica and Mike in gym. But at least we were in time to be seated and comfortable and munching on popcorn and sipping Sprite (Lakshmi drank first, so I asked if she'd grabbed another straw, and she gave me this look and was like," Siva, do you have obsessive compulsive disorder?" and I was all," No! I thought you would mind," and she was like, "No, I don't," and I took a drink and we were laughing and then I was like, "Shush! They're in the cafeteria! The Cullens'll appear!") to see the apppearance of the Cullens. Particularly a certain Edward Cullen. Not that we minded an eyeful of Jasper either. Carlisle and Jasper are so hot! Oh, Doctor Cullen, I'm so ill. Treat me. Bite me!
BTW, Jackson Rathbone, aka Jasper Hale, was born in Singapore!!! JACKSON, COME BACK TO THE LAND OF YOUR BIRTH! We won't mob you, I promise.
Even Lakshmi, who hasn't read the book, was swooning as they zoomed in on his face during Bella's Bio flashbacks and when he stopped the van. And sweet Merlin, that kiss was hot. And I have no idea what music they were playing during Bella's revelation and when Cedric, uhm, Edward follows her into the trees, but I loved it. And I know I'm out of order here but I'm just so bedazzled. The sparkling! Sigh. At first he just looked wet, maybe sweaty, but then as they showed his chest to you could see the sparkles, like diamonds.
And the piano music. Wonderful. I still have it stuck in my head.
Oh God. I was just watching Ghost Whisperer while typing this. Jim Gordon, Melissa's husband, always seemed like the perfect husband to me, my sister and our mother. Not only was he gorgeous and sweet, but he was always so supportive of Melinda. He understood when she had to go and help some ghost instead of spending time with him. And he just died.
Silly, I know, to be shedding tears for a fictional character. I've cried for Boromir, for Sirius, for Dumbledore, for Akkarin, for Hurin and his family, for Hedwig, Dobby, Fred, Snape, Remus, Tonks and countless others, and now for Jim Gordon. We grow attached to these people, and we know they don't exist, but when they die we're still so shaken. My eyes are wet right now, partly for him and partly for the pain Melinda's feeling.
I still have the piano music from Twilight stuck in my head. But although the speed and notes haven't changed, it seems sadder, like a funeral requiem. Rest in peace, Jim Gordon (and for Heaven's sake, cross over already, I just saw the advert for the next episode, and you hanging around is only causing Melinda more pain).
I was planning to gush about Twilight for a few more paragraphs, and about the rest of our outing, like the delicious hot chocolate, and other random stuff, but somehow I'm no longer in the mood.
~ Sivaroobini