We completely sterilized the house today in hopes of preventing the spread of K’s plague. Now everything is shiny and smells vaguely of bleach. Of course we probably took years off our lives breathing all the chemicals.
Center Stage is really abysmally bad. I thought it would be like Bring It On or something, the way everyone talks about it, but no, it’s just painfully, horribly, hideously bad. And no one in the movie is even hot. It’ doesn’t even have shallow pleasures going for it.
It’s once again horribly cold here. I’ve been told that this is “Dogwood Winter” in which it gets warm, everything blooms and then it freezes again for a few days. Also several co-workers and the teller at my bank have all informed me that it’s always cold at Easter in Tennessee. *grump grump grump*
April 6, 2007 at 1:17 am
HA! Yeah, Center Stage is just foul. The acting’s bad, the dancing’s ridiculous, the actors aren’t pretty, and yet I still spent five bucks on a copy. Oh, the things I will buy because they’ve been tossed into the discount bin at Wal-Mart. (“But … but … it was on SALE.”)
Let’s not even discuss the fact that I’ll willingly watch it sometimes while I’m baking. I don’t even know why those two things go together, really, but there it is.
April 6, 2007 at 1:22 am
I have a soft spot in my heart for Center Stage because it used three actual dancers from the ABT, two of themm couldn’t act (Steiffel and Radetsky) but they can dance. Unlike poor Amanda Schull who only made it as far as the corps of The San Francisco Ballet and then up and quit last year. Girl couldn’t dance or act.
April 6, 2007 at 2:26 am
OMG. It’s like you just called my mamma a whore or something. Actually, I think I’d be less offended.
April 6, 2007 at 3:07 am
Aw, baby, you can still love it! We’ll just have share our love over something else.