Freddy vs. Jason...

OK, so you just knew I was going to have to go, right? It has been a very long time since a movie has appealed to my inner gore hound. Made her prick up her ears, raise her head, and start snuffling the air heavy with the scent of blood and raw flesh. A long time indeed. I'll admit that it also had me feeling a bit nostalgic for the maimed, striped-sweater-wearing, knife-finger wielding bogeyman of my youth.

( Freddy vs. Jason )

So Freddy vs. Jason isn't an Oscar-hopeful, but it is a pleasant romp of a slasher flick. It was a good deal less gory than I was expecting and not really what I'd call scary. But then I'm not convinced that slasher flicks are about being scared. They're more about ritualized bloodletting, about reveling in the Dionysian frenzy of mayhem and carnage. And this flick will let audiences partial to this indulge it. In spades.

Heading for the Big Heat...

Just doomed. So very, very doomed. I went to ToysRUs today. For some reason (all caras_galadhon's fault really), I had an urge to see if there was a Faramir action figure lurking on the shelves. Mmm, Faramir. Well, there wasn't. However, there was an Eomer in ceremonial armor and a Smeagol that says "Good Smeagol" and "Nice Hobbits" and a three pack of teeny wraiths. I wasn't going down the action-figure path to Hell. Was Not. Am on too many roads that lead to the big heat right now. Don't need to start treading down another.

But hey, two figures and three wee wraiths are not a big deal. Right?

Well, I was standing in line, being virtuous, clutching my purchases, when I heard a guy behind me ask, "You collect those?" Um, well, it seemed wrong to say "no"; after all, I was holding an armload of the bastards. I just said, "Yeah." Path of least resistance. He grinned, "Yeah, me too. Take a look at this."

ARRRRRGH!!! Ringer boi pulls out a huge LotR box, the Helms Deep action figure gift set to be precise. To be even more precise: Aragorn, Theoden, Gimli, Legolas, and Haldir. I let out a sigh, asked him where he found it. He told me it was the only one, but the store might have others in the back, suggested I ask. Bastard. I went to customer service, asked. Couldn't hurt, right? They were probably out anyway. Ringer boi was still in line, was happy to help girl at the store by providing code for the set.

Well, they did have more in the back. I bought one. Figured I could take it back as long as I didn't open it. Opened Eomer instead. Played with small plastic sword and flowing plastic cape. Let gift box sit for about 30 minutes before I took scissors to it and tore into it. Have whole series of little plastic men (and Elves and Dwarf) with little plastic weapons and helms. This pleases me. Greatly.

Still must continue search for Faramir. Sigh. So fucking doomed.