I'm so incredibly productive.

My day thus far has consisted of playing Monkey Island 2: Lechuck's Revenge and beating the bloody 'ell out of it. Disappointing ending. Want to play MI:3 now to find out what the heck is up. *sigh* At least I had fun. The people that work on that game are nuts. I finally got the first one to work yesterday, though I didn't play it. *sigh* Memories... I feel the need to call up Chris or Ger and have them come visit just so we can play again. heh. All right, inconsistent babbling will end in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...

Er... right. I'm supposed to update ya'll on the news over the past month or so. Hmm... that's gonna be a long post. *scratches head* Perhaps I should go get a snack before starting. Muahaha.

The Pianist. Eep.

Okay, I started an updates post, but I have a lot of crap to catch up on, and I'm thinking I might just split it up into "cool fan stuff" and "personal stuff," 'cause I know there are some people reading this that couldn't give a darn about me. :P In fact, I noticed a couple people took me off their friends list while I was gone. So, I'm gonna have to organize it all so I don't bug people. *nods*

Mom brought home "The Pianist" earlier. I walked around clutching it to my chest for a while, lol. I've been wanting to rent this puppy since it came out over a week ago, but I've been kind of scared to. I've hyped it up so much in my head that I'm afraid when I finally watch it it'll be a let down. *teeth clatter* I know, I know, I'm weird. But this is the only movie I can think of off the top of my head that gives me CHILLS just by watching the trailer. So... I'm gonna watch that tonight. I'll try to give a review later. I'm very, very, very excited to finally be holding it in my hands right now.

All right, I'm still catching up on a bunch of stuff, so I better get to it, and then work a little more on my updates. Lalalalaaa, like you all care.

Luv, Gabby

Wow.

*slowly exhales*

Wow. I can't even begin to put into words what I just watched. That movie was just... my god. Wow.

My chest burned a good portion of the time because I was holding my breath and not even realizing it. The scene where he's in the remnants of the ghetto and the german soldier finds him... then makes him play piano... I admit there were tears heavy in my eyes, my whole body shuddered, and after the final note I let out everything I'd been holding in with a slow shaky breath, surprised but moved to watch the lead do the exact same thing. It was... beyond my ability to describe.

I don't know what to say further. The depth and value of the movie can only be realized in the subtle inner-quakings, the dry thirst, the pounding passion of a pianist, and those are things I can't begin to draw in the form of words or expressions universal to all readers.

I loved the film, but you may feel differently about it. The only thing I can truly express is that while watching it I could really feel my heartbeat, and sometimes it felt like I was breathing for the very first time.