Anyway, I just finished watching Hellboy-- I actually think I enjoy this one just as much, if not more, than the first. The scenery and characters are so astonishingly beautiful and grotesque, and Nuwala's dresses are to die for. Plus, Hellboy and Abe's drunken Barry Manillow kareoke? Priceless.
I also took my eldest niece to see The Haunting of Molly Hartley today. It was okay-- entertaining, but it tried a little to much to riff on Rosemary's Baby, without forming a solid center of its own. It was still a nice diversion, and it's always nice to treat Samantha to something separate from her sisters. Never having had a sister myself, I still imagine it might get a little annoying to have to share so much. Going to 'grown-up' movies with my mom was always a nice invidual treat, when I was a kid. Molly Hartley wasn't graphic at all, which was nice. It was more of a psychological-thriller-with-a-side-order-o
Servo-voice: "Mommy, it's Satan and its fun!"
In other news, I'm up for my six-month review at work tomorrow. *bites nails*
This is supposed to be my chance for a raise, but at this point I'm just hoping to get through the meeting. Cross your fingers for me, onegai shimasu. (Please? ^_^;;)
Nothing much else to share, save that 70% of my DVR is taken up with episodes of House, MD. I have a House/Wilson monkey on my back. (The other 30% is comprosed of History channel documentaries on alien theories and human sacrifice. What does that say about me?)
Take it easy, guys!