July 11th, 2006

It's Movie Time

DVD rec

Okay, so hubby bought a DVD the other day (he likes to buy several at a time and I shouldn't let this man shop, really) but he'll buy several because they sound interesting or some such thing.

Usually he finds some real gems, like the one I watched tonight.

It was made in 2004 and it's called Saint Ralph with Campbell Scott and Jennifer Tilly. It's about a 14 year old boy in Canada who's mother is in a coma and he finds out the only thing that can save her is a miracle. Since he attends a Catholic school, he starts asking about whether or not miracles are real and I could go on and on but I don't want to give the story away.

It's a story about hope and just making a jump because sometimes you gotta. I loved it and yes, I was crying at the end of the movie.

Only a few movies do that to me - like Silent Running from 1977 with Bruce Dern. I still recommend that one. No matter how old the movie gets, how dated it becomes, I still cry when the end credits roll (the little robot and the watering can...*wibble*).

So if you're looking for a movie to rent and you want hope and (yes, there is a religious theme, but it's done intelligently) and something actually not sappy, check it out.

If you want Bruce Dern and a 70's movie (before that other sci fi movie came out) rent Silent Running. It's been cleaned up0 for DVD.

That is all!
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QaF Cannibal Crack!Fic Update Chapter 10

I was going to incorporate this bit into the next chapter but it was all so big that I decided to make this its own chapter so I give you Chapter 10:

Title: Ma, Can I keep him?
Chapter: 10/?
Pairing: B/J, implied E/J; also possibly, inter-species pairing (Hey, we're still not sure of Mikey's parentage)
Rating: R
Warnings: It is afterall a cannibal fic. Nothing squicky, just allusions to things that might make people uncomfortable. The word 'eviscerate' is used quite a bit.

Disclaimers: I don't own Cowlip, the boys, a scary bone in my body...

Summary: This is crack!fic. It is a cannibal crack!fic. It is tongue-in-cheek black humor. This is the warning within the summary. Debbie is the Sweeney Todd type living in some backwater town (not too far from Pittsburgh) with her mentally disturbed son, Mikey (yes, I stuck to canon) and adopted son, Brian. Justin and Ethan are passing through.

Previous Chapters in my memories

Chapter 10

Justin had been the first to get up this morning. He had decided to wander around the house and the homestead and do a little exploring on his own since he never could because Brian always seemed to be with him.

It was rather strange, but no matter what time of the day, and no matter what was going on, Brian was there. They did the chores together, they bathed together (which Justin enjoyed immensely), they ate together and they slept together. Justin was pretty sure at this point in time that the only purpose Brian's mattress held was for the two of them to sleep on and for Justin to be fucked through.

The house was very quiet at this time of the morning. Justin looked out one of the windows and noticed Ted outside counting the nails in each board of the picket fence. No doubt he would have a full report for Brian at breakfast.

Which was another point of contention for Justin. Sausage was served at every breakfast he had shared with the family. At this point, he would love it if he could just have a bowl of Cheerios.

There was a door at the end of the hallway and he wondered where that led to. He was quite sure that he had been in or shown the room connected to every door on this particular floor.

Justin walked up to the door. As he turned the knob and opened the door ever so gently, he caught a glimpse of what was inside.

Justin then began to scream.

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Feedback is welcome, as usual.

Actually if you are reading it, just give me a little shout-out, so I know who and how many are reading, even if it's, "I don't know - the jury's still out on this one."

And I apologize to anyone who I might have scared unnecessarily.