tell me about it

I must say I might have done an injustice to Narnia by watching King Kong first; the standards that Peter Jackson set with his superb directorship were barely, if at all, met by he-who-also-directed-Shrek. Whose name I have forgotten. Andrew Adamson? Adam Andrewson? Andy Anderson? *shrug* And I’m too lazy to check. :D

Well it was all very well for a children’s film I suppose, so I shall file it under such and not as a real epic fantasy film. I think Peter Jackson has pretty much stolen all the fire for that genre. I did love the use of silence once again as opposed to loud battle music; sometimes silence says so much more. I’m still rather regretting not seeing the polar bear-drawn sleigh in winter. After discussing and agreeing that the switch from reindeer to polar bear as seen in the standies was justified and pretty darn cool, I’m disappointed that she didn’t actually use the polar bear sleigh amidst the snow. Would have been a lot cooler (no pun intended. Okay, maybe a little).

And while the costumier failed miserably in most of the White Witch’s wardrobe (she looked like she was wearing a bustier made of papier mache or cardboard or some such), she pulled out one from the hat in the battle outfit. I think it was particularly inspired to use Aslan’s shaven mane for the top, and the chainmail skirt, while testing the bounds of reality, was awesome.

Oh, and of course, the company was lovely :) When is it not? I do fear for January though, because all good things must come to an end eventually. Just that sometimes it’s earlier than you’d hoped for. I guess that’s all I need and ask for right now, that quiet comfort and companionship with easy banter and very occasionally crippled jokes. We’re bordering on paralysed, already.

Christmas is fast approaching; tomorrow is Johanna’s birthday. Happy 15th, dear, you’re getting much too big too soon. I still think of you as being six years old, a lot of the time :/ and I wish you were still small enough to dandle on my knee.

Yes, all good things must come to an end. I’m quite happy how you’ve turned out though :) I may be hard on you a lot of the time but I love you to bits. I think I’m lucky, being the middle kid and being one of the girls, because I’ve got both a brother and a sister, both an elder sibling and a younger one. So happy birthday once again, and be good. You’re growing up.

Sigh.