New Moon Trailer

Here is the new trailer for New Moon. Enjoy Jacob's totally CG'd muscles. Lame!

My heart only beats for Edward.

Why is no one talking about Anton Yelchin?

I first saw Anton Yelchin in the movie Charlie Bartlett. A movie about surving High School, psychiatry, and emotional discontentment. It was a role in which I feel he deserved an Oscar. Above is a clip of one of my favorite scenes from the movie.

Anton Yelchin is currently starring in two huge Summer blockbusters, Star Trek and Terminator Salvation. And yet, no one is talking about this amazing actor.

In Star Trek he pulls off one of the best Russian accents ever as Chekov. His portrayal of one of Star Trek's most beloved characters is admirable and endearing.

His role in Terminator Salvation is, in a word, HUGE. He plays the role of teenage Kyle Reese, the father of John Connor. Anton does an amazing job in this movie. His acting was just perfect.

People should be talking about this young actor. Keep an eye on him. I predict he will do great things.

Slumdog Millionaire

"Come away with me." - Jamal

"Away, where? And live on what?" -Latika

"Love." - Jamal

Slumdog Millionaire is the latest film to be added to my favorite movies list. I knew nothing about this movie except for the fact that it takes place in India and won a ton of awards. I had no desire to this movie until.....

The DVD promo spots were all over TV. I saw a scene from the movie set to music. In the scene, Jamal is standing on the upper platform at one of the busiest train stations in Mumbai. As he looks down upon the hundreds of people, he sees her, Latika. The emotion in his eyes was palpable. They exuded adoration and the purest of desire. In that moment, I knew that I had to see the movie that was receiving so much attention.

Slumdog Millionaire is without a doubt one of the best movies I have ever seen. It is the classic underdog story set against the backdrop of an unforgettable place and culture. A movie about true love and destiny. After all, even a slumdog can be meant for great things.

Another Twilight Blog

I am a member of many Twilight fan groups and messages boards. Lately I have been getting a lot of crap from other fans because I didn't think the film adaptation was "perfect" or that Kristen Stewart was the embodiment of Bella Swan. I have been called "stupid" and "not a true fan." And those are the nicer of the comments that I have received. It is for this very reason that I hate the hype that the movie has brought to the beloved book. Before you send me to the slaughter, let me explain...

I am thrilled that the book is getting so much attention. I couldn't be happier about the fact that more people are reading the book and falling in love with Bella and Edward's story. It is the greatest love story of all time and my favorite book by far. I am also happy that a film version was made. It introduced non-readers to Bella and Edward. My favorite person in the world, my sister, has not read the book and I was so excited for her to meet the Cullens.

There were things that I absoultely loved about the movie. I thought all of the vampires in the film were brilliant. I thought Rob did an amazing job of bringing Edward to life. The script contained a lot of lines from the book. And I thought certain scenes were completely spot on.

However, I stand by my original review of the movie. The meadow scene, the most important chapter in the book, was completely skewed and poorly done. And the things that Catherine Hardwick decided to add simply because "that's what they do in Forks" were amateurish and just a little too artsy-fartsy. I also stand by my comments about Kristen Stewart's horrible acting and poor portrayal of Bella.

I do not HATE the film adaption of Twilight. I just really, truly, deeply love the book. The following is a blog that I wrote on Myspace on May 7th, 2007 after reading Twilight in four days.

I'd never given much thought to how I would die - though I'd had reason enough in the last few months - but even if I had, I would not have imagined it like this.I stared without breathing across the long room, into the dark eyes of the hunter, and he looked pleasantly back at me.Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of someone else, someone I loved. Noble, even. That ought to count for something.I knew that if I'd never gone to Forks, I wouldn't be facing death now. But, terrified as I was, I couldn't bring myself to regret the decision. When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.The hunter smiled in a friendly way as he sauntered forward to kill me....
My eyes closed, and I drifted. As I drifted, I dreamed.Where I floated, under the dark water, I heard the happiest sound my mind could conjure up - as beautiful, as uplifting, as it was ghastly. It was a snarl; a deep, wild roar that rang with fury.I was brought back, almost to the surface, by a sharp pain slashing my upraised hand, but I couldn't find my way back far enough to open my eyes.And then I knew I was dead. Because, through the heavy water, I heard the sound of an angel calling my name, calling me to the only heaven I wanted.

"Oh no, Bella, no!" the angel's voice cried in horror.

Behind that longed-for sound was another noise - an awful tumult that my mind shied away from. A vicious bass growling, a shocking snapping sound, and a high keening, suddenly breaking off...I tried to concentrate on the angel's voice instead.

"Bella, please! Bella, listen to me, please, please, Bella, please!" he begged.

Yes, I wanted to say. Anything. But I couldn't find my lips.

"Carlisle!" the angel called, agony in his perfect voice.

"Bella, Bella, no, oh please, no, no!"

And the angel was sobbing tearless, broken sobs.The angel shouldn't weep, it was wrong. I tried to find him, to tell him everything was fine, but the water was so deep, it was pressing on me, and I couldn't breathe.

"She's lost some blood, but the head wound isn't deep," a calm voice infomred me.

"Watch out for her leg, it's broken."

A howl of rage strangled on the angel's lips. I felt a sharp stab in my side. This couldn't be heaven, could it? There was too much pain for that.There was a new pain, a scalding pain in my hand that was overshadowing everything else. Someone was burning me.

"Edward."

I tried to tell him, but my voice was so heavy and slow. I couldn't understand myself.

"Bella, you're going to be fine. Can you hear me, Bella? I love you."

"Edward," I tried again. My voice a little clearer.

"Yes, I'm here."

"It hurts," I whimpered.

"I know, Bella, I know."

"My hand hurts," I tried to tell him.

"I know, Bella. Carlisle will give you something, it will stop."

"My hand is burning!"

I screamed, finally breaking through the last of the darkness, my eyes fluttering open. I couldn't see his face, something dark and warm was clouding my eyes. His voice was frightened.

"Bella? Carlisle! Her hand!"

"He bit her."

Carlisle's voice was no longer calm.I heard Edward catch his breath in horror.

"Edward, you have to do it."

"No!" he bellowed.

"There may be a chance," Carlisle said.

"See if you can suck the venom back out."

"Carlisle, I..."

Edward hesitated.

"I don't know if I can do that."

There was agony in his beautiful voice again.

"It's your decision, Edward, either way. I can't help you. I have to get this bleeding stopped here if you're going to be taking blood from her hand."

I writhed in the grip of the fiery torture, the movement making the pain in my leg flare sickeningly.

"Edward!" I screamed.

I opened my eyes again, desperate to find his face. And I found him. Finally, I could see his perfect face, staring at me, twisted into a mask of indecision and pain. I watched his eyes as the doubt was suddenly replaced with a blazing determination. His jaw tightened. I felt his cool, strong fingers on my buring hand, locking it in place. Then his head bent over it, and his cold lips pressed against my skin. At first the pain was worse. I screamed and thrashed against the cool hands that held me back. Then, slowly, my writhing calmed as my hand grew more and more numb. The fire was dulling.

"Edward,"

I tried to say, but I coudn't hear my voice. They could hear me.

"He's right here, Bella."

"Stay, Edward, stay with me..."

"I will."

His voice was strained, but somehow triumphant. I sighed.

"Thank you, Edward."

"I love you," he answered.

"I know," I breathed, so tired.

I heard my favorite sound in the world, Edward's quiet laugh, weak with relief.
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And if that doesn't do it for you, I don't know what will. I wasn't even through the first chapter of Twilight before I knew that it was the best book that I was ever going to read. I was completely hooked the very minute that Bella Swan first saw Edward Cullen. I fell in love with him instantaneously. I defy any woman not to fall in love with him. He will make you weak.
Read this book.

Hilarious and So True

My sister sent me this in an email. I laughed so hard. I love Twilight!

Kristen Stewart - Horrible Actress and Delusional

What's the latest string of crap to come out of Kristen Stewart's mouth?

The Twilight star has contemplated the effect of her departure from the movie series by bragging, "It would be so easy for me to send so many hundreds of girls into such a frenzy by saying I want no part of any future [Twilight] movies."

Oh honey, you are most definitely mistaken!

News flash Kristen, nobody cares about you! 

I was beyond mad when I opened an email from my sister and read what is posted above. It is pretty brave of Kristen Stewart to say such a thing when she: has no acting ability whatsoever, completely butchered the portrayal of a truly great female heroine, and ruined the film adaptation of one of the greatest books ever written! And for those people who say that Kristen Stewart IS Bella, you have no idea what you are talking about. My suggestion to you, read the book again. And for those people who say that Kristen Stewart's acting in the film was good, you have no idea what good acting is and should never voice your movie related options again, EVER! Kristen Stewart's acting was so bad it was painful and distracting. The movie was successful in spite of her, not because of her. And for those who wish to argue with me, I have one thing to say, final hospital scene. I win.

Dear Kristen Stewart. You are a horrendous actress and drastically delusional. You never should have been casted as Bella in the first place. The only frenzy that would occur if you left the Twilight films, would be a frenzy of joy. Believe me, none of the people who really matter would be sad if you were no longer going to portray Bella. I would do a jig and celebrate the fact that I would no longer have to watch you twitch, bite your nails, stumble over your words, and make your stupid faces that you think are portraying real emotion. Nobody cares about you!

My Blueberry Nights

My Blueberry Nights is just another movie that I stumbled upon while meandering through F.Y.E. I found it months ago, but just recently decided to watch it. I couldn't have picked a better time. It was exactly what I needed.
Jeremy (Jude Law) owns a 24-hour pie shop in New York City. It is a place where people go to drown their sorrows in pie and ice cream. One night Lizzie (Norah Jones) stumbles in looking for her boyfriend. Jeremy remembers everyone that comes into his little shop, not by name or appearance, but by the kind of pie they eat. After talking to Jeremy, it is confirmed that not only was her boyfriend there, he was there with another woman. Cut to Lizzie standing on a sidewalk gazing up at an open window in which her boyfriend is kissing another woman. A brokenhearted Lizzie makes her way back to the pie shop. Jeremy quickly asks her if she would like a slice of pie. She shakes her head yes and asks which pies he has left after the day's customers. He explains that he has an entire blueberry pie. He says that he always has an entire blueberry pie left at the end of everyday. She asks him why he continues to make them if no one ever eats them. Jeremy goes onto to explain, "...because there is nothing wrong with the pie. Blueberry is a good pie. Just because no one wants it right now doesn't change the fact that it is a good pie. One day, someone will want the blueberry pie." After hearing this, Lizzie asks for a slice of blueberry pie. Night after night she goes to the pie shop. Her and Jeremy spend the nights talking. And everynight she has a slice of blueberry pie. Most nights she cries and wonders why this had to happen to her. Lizzie is completely broken. One night she stands outside the pie shop just watching Jeremy. She decides that she is tired of being sad. She decides to leave New York City. She ends up in a small town in Missouri working as a waitress by day and a bartender by night. While there, Lizzie stays busy, makes new friends, and gets a piece of herself back. She writes to Jeremy telling him of all her adventures. After awhile, Lizzie decides to leave Missouri and ends up in Vegas working in a casino. While there, she continues to write Jeremy and realizes that she is starting to heal. Eventually, Lizzie returns to New York City and to the pie shop. Jeremy is there waiting for her. When she enters the pie shop, she sees a small reserved sign on her usual seat with a slice of blueberry pie sitting in front of it. She asks,"What's this?" Jeremy replied that it was "...just in case you showed up." They kiss. Through voiceover Lizzie explains that "...it took a year for me to get here, for myself to be ready for this moment."
As the credits rolled, I thought about how true Lizzie's story is. Sometimes we have to prepare ourselves for our destiny because we are meant for so much more than the right now. Endure. Make it through. Work hard and reach the true happiness that awaits you.