Alrighty. What would your soul look like?
This might be one of those, what you would like it to look like and what it does look like.
Um, let’s see. A fluffy tribble.
Alrighty. What would your soul look like?
This might be one of those, what you would like it to look like and what it does look like.
Um, let’s see. A fluffy tribble.
Yeah, you know, despite all the glowing reviews and gushing from many of our fellow GWCers, I really feel no particular compunction to see the movie. It just looks pretty but without substance. Perhaps I’m unfairly prejudging it, but my thot is that if I can’t enjoy it without seeing it in 3-D on a screen the size of a football field, it’s got to be fundamentally flawed.
Is that what you’d like it to look like or what it does look like?
As for me, I’d like it to look like a glowing blue ball of light.
OTOH, it probably looks like rice pudding. With raisins.
That’s what I thot was gonna happen, when I saw it. In fact I should have had a horrible experience. I was in the third row and right on top of the screen, it made me dizzy and sick. So I took the stupid 3D glasses off. Even blurry and literally on top of me, it was a beautiful film.
I want to go back and see it, this time from the back row. I think you need to experience it in the theatre. The substance is in the imagery. Cameron has created another world, like nothing you’ve experienced before. You are transported and delivered to that world. You feel like your there. Well, maybe I did cuz the screen was five feet away.
The way you describe it reminds me of the Sirens from Homer’s Odyssey. Such beautiful singing that all who heard it jumped overboard to their deaths.
Resist it! Plug your ears with wax and row with all your might! :eek:
Yeah. I would like it to look like a tribble. Hmmm, what would my soul actually look like? A tattered sock.
Oh well. I tried Mr. Cameron. Can I now have that million dollars you promised? Since it’s just lying around next to your billions?
With raisins?
Nah, he needs that million to keep dust off his billions.
Let me check.
Ewwww…you don’t want to know.
On that note, I’ve got to get up in 5 hours…Night, Badger.
Good night.