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floatingleafI went to see HoV last night.
Almost by accident... lol. I was positive they wouldn't start showing it until next Friday, since that's what the main Yahoo movie page says. But when I checked the Chicago Reader (for info on something else, btw), it turned out there is actually one theater playing it already. Of course it had to be in downtown Chicago, almost right by the lake. *sigh* Driving there always makes me nervous, because of the crazy traffic, parking issues and my general lack of orientation around the area... but there was no way I could wait another week, knowing I can see it sooner - so of course I went. I took a friend with me, for moral support and directions (not a Viggo fan, but one who appreciates a good film). She doesn't drive, but has lived in Chicago much longer than I and THOUGHT she knew where that particular theater was. As it turned out, she thought of a different one.;) The movie was supposed to start at 10.30, and we made it to the right place around 11.00. To my immense relief, there was another showtime at midnight... so we just hung around in the incredibly boring lobby reeking of popcorn (which made me think of the famous Viggo poem ;), and waited. Or rather I waited, while my friend took a nap (she had woken up at 4.30 a.m. that day, but strangely enough hadn't told me about it... and I truly appreciate the fact that she didn't demand I drive her back home at once ;). Funnily enough, there was also some confusion and pointless driving around on our way back... what with my friend almost dropping from exhaustion and me being on a dangerous Viggo-high.;) Yes, I admit I even ran a red light once... but luckily it was past 2 a.m. and the intersection was empty. *huge sigh of relief* I really should follow some rules; like, for example, "don't drive immediately after seeing a Viggo movie"... but I didn't have much choice in the matter this time, did I? I had to take my friend back home, after all.;)
Now, about the movie itself. It is indeed a strange mixture of violence and dark humor. Disturbing, but honest. And the whole cast was impressive. But I think Viggo positively outdid himself (if that was possible). He was mesmerizing. I know it sounds cliche by now to talk about his intensity... but I still feel those eyes boring right through me. He didn't have that much dialog in the whole movie - it was all about looks and facial expressions... and the action (of two different kinds... lol). The emotional interplay between the characters was superb. Viggo's eyes spoke volumes in every single scene. And just like I feared, I couldn't help being on his side - whatever he did. He is simply made to play mysterious, conflicted characters. There is always more to him than meets the eye (though whatever DOES meet the eye isn't half bad either ;P). And... I think I'd better end now, before I lose the last vestiges of coherence and start rambling about body parts... or something.;) Let me just say it should be illegal to look that gorgeous at 47.;) And that dark blue jeans and plaid shirts bring out his eyes in a most tantalizing manner. And... yeah. I have to go. But there will be more Viggo-gushing over here soon enough, no doubt.:D
Almost by accident... lol. I was positive they wouldn't start showing it until next Friday, since that's what the main Yahoo movie page says. But when I checked the Chicago Reader (for info on something else, btw), it turned out there is actually one theater playing it already. Of course it had to be in downtown Chicago, almost right by the lake. *sigh* Driving there always makes me nervous, because of the crazy traffic, parking issues and my general lack of orientation around the area... but there was no way I could wait another week, knowing I can see it sooner - so of course I went. I took a friend with me, for moral support and directions (not a Viggo fan, but one who appreciates a good film). She doesn't drive, but has lived in Chicago much longer than I and THOUGHT she knew where that particular theater was. As it turned out, she thought of a different one.;) The movie was supposed to start at 10.30, and we made it to the right place around 11.00. To my immense relief, there was another showtime at midnight... so we just hung around in the incredibly boring lobby reeking of popcorn (which made me think of the famous Viggo poem ;), and waited. Or rather I waited, while my friend took a nap (she had woken up at 4.30 a.m. that day, but strangely enough hadn't told me about it... and I truly appreciate the fact that she didn't demand I drive her back home at once ;). Funnily enough, there was also some confusion and pointless driving around on our way back... what with my friend almost dropping from exhaustion and me being on a dangerous Viggo-high.;) Yes, I admit I even ran a red light once... but luckily it was past 2 a.m. and the intersection was empty. *huge sigh of relief* I really should follow some rules; like, for example, "don't drive immediately after seeing a Viggo movie"... but I didn't have much choice in the matter this time, did I? I had to take my friend back home, after all.;)
Now, about the movie itself. It is indeed a strange mixture of violence and dark humor. Disturbing, but honest. And the whole cast was impressive. But I think Viggo positively outdid himself (if that was possible). He was mesmerizing. I know it sounds cliche by now to talk about his intensity... but I still feel those eyes boring right through me. He didn't have that much dialog in the whole movie - it was all about looks and facial expressions... and the action (of two different kinds... lol). The emotional interplay between the characters was superb. Viggo's eyes spoke volumes in every single scene. And just like I feared, I couldn't help being on his side - whatever he did. He is simply made to play mysterious, conflicted characters. There is always more to him than meets the eye (though whatever DOES meet the eye isn't half bad either ;P). And... I think I'd better end now, before I lose the last vestiges of coherence and start rambling about body parts... or something.;) Let me just say it should be illegal to look that gorgeous at 47.;) And that dark blue jeans and plaid shirts bring out his eyes in a most tantalizing manner. And... yeah. I have to go. But there will be more Viggo-gushing over here soon enough, no doubt.:D
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Date: 2005-10-04 08:51 am (UTC)Aha... I know another actor who tries the same all the time *chuckles*
Sorry, Orlando...
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Date: 2005-10-04 11:31 pm (UTC)