The 3rd Edish
Look how far we've come
August did slip away, as we were well warned!
I have been in Kerry, in Wicklow and in Tesco Extra making good use of the 2 for €3 deal on Snax and Meanies.
Song of the moment
Sorry to be painfully current, but:
In keeping with the theme of the week, I must also offer you this:
I have brought you here today to…
…talk about A Cinderella Story. Last week I watched it for the I-could-never-even-hazard-a-guess-th time, and it was as enriching as ever.
Now you all know that I’m not one to deal in superlatives, but, objectively, A Cinderella Story is a perfect film. Rotten Tomatoes can take their 12%, and you know where they can shove it? You know. You know.
Tag yourselves! Me, personally? As someone who once had a full-blown strop over only being left half a salmon darne for their dinner and stormed up the stairs shouting about how ridiculous it was because they were the Main Salmon Person in the house? I’m gonna have to go with Fiona.
Jennifer Coolidge as the evil stepmother was truly inspired casting. This film would be nothing without her. Nothing. I kind of wish I was arsed to make (or even just look for) a compilation video of her best bits. “Droughts are for poor people. Do you think J Lo has a brown lawn?” etc. but alas, I will stick with this gif:
If I had to choose to be any other character, I think I’d go with Austin Ames’s sweatband.
Like me circa 2005, the man is not seen without one for the entire movie. Unlike me, Austin’s sweatbands are not the Green Day ones from the emo section of Claire’s Accessories.
Is he hiding a tattoo? Is his arm glued together under there? Does that one part of his forearm get incredibly sweaty while he is doing the incredibly hard work of being fuzzed-headed and hot all the time?
Don’t you just want to stroke that fuzzy head? You do? He’s only nineteen years old, you pervert.
And he might disappoint you yet. “I guess you were expecting the kind of guy who hangs out at Starbucks and writes poetry,” he says to Sam. Austin is not that guy.
If you were wondering, Hilary Duff was fuckin’ fifteen. A woman, wise beyond her years, voicing all of my pains and frustrations in one brief sentence: “Carter, I live in an attic!”
In recent years, both HD and CMM have come out with “statements” about Austin not recognising Sam at the ball when she has her silly little mask on. Both have “admitted” that it was a bit ridiculous. I will not be addressing my stance on the matter because this newsletter is not political.
Now say it with me girls!!! “Because waiting for you is like…”
This rewatch was inspired by this tweet:
Hunter is of course referring to Regina King and Watchmen, which I watched, loved and talked about on my blog (RIP).
I have yet to watch The White Lotus, but rest assured, you’ll hear all about it when I do. Give Jennifer her Emmy tho, there is no doubt in my mind that she deserves it.
TV n MOOvies
Girls
Weird of me to only be watching this now, as a lot of my interests intersect here: Adam Driver, Brooklyn and complaining.
Breaking Bad
Or “Breaking Wind”, as m’athair has taken to calling it. Old show, on Netflix, dunno if you’ve heard of it. I have gone through a BA in fillum and a certificate in writing for tv without watching it. I will keep this medal next to my trophy for never having seen Pulp Fiction, thank you.
Who amongst us does not fancy Bryan Cranston?
Love Island
An underwhelming szn. An overdue finale. Millie and Liam is an incredibly boring choice and the voting has to be rigged. I might get Instagram back just so I can keep an eye on Chloe and Toby.
Books books books (but only two actually, forget the third “books”)
Snowflake
When I say I flew through this, I do not exaggerate. Louise Nealon’s debut is enjoyable and different and a bit of craic. As with any author who happens to be young and Irish and a woman, her writing has been compared to Sally Rooney’s. The fact that both of them have protagonists who go to Trinity, I see very few similarities.
I would not recommend Snowflake to my book club (the ultimate honour), but I would recommend it to a friend.
The Break
Is there anything better than a Marian Keyes on your holidays? I plan to stagger her body of work out for the rest of my life so I never run out of them. Always funny, always sneaks those bloody emotions in without me realising. Nothing but respect for my president.
Tweets for my babies
Good night, god bless, see you in two weeks :*