the Dalaverse

Today, I got up off my arse and went to see "King Arthur" by myself, at 11:45, with one other person in the theater. I loved every testosterone-laden minute of it. I finally get the whole fuss over Clive Owen -- the man was damn good. Henceforth, he shall be equal with Richard Harris as my favorite Arthur. Ioan...::dies from overdose of the curly hair:: Loved all the knights. Was impressed to see that Keira really did put on all that muscle she's been talking about in interviews. Purty, purty horses (although why are warhorses always black or dappled? Can I get a nice bay or chestnut, please?). I might pick up the soundtrack -- always did like Hans Zimmer (I FART IN YOUR GENERAL DIRECTION, WHOREHORNER). Most exciting of all, now I can read the KA fic that's been popping up on the flist, late to the party though I am. Recs, anybody?

Ewww, amazon.com wants me to buy the soundtrack with the "Troy" soundtrack and save nine bucks. Screw you, amazon.

Something I forgot in my thoughts on "Ned Kelly": it was terrible and horrible and badwrong of me, but I couldn't help giggling at the Kelly gang's armor, because I kept expecting them to bust out with "Just a flesh wound!" and "I'll bite yer legs off!" Also, Wallace Shawn was in my head, repeating "And Australia is entirely peopled with criminals..." over and over.