He's busy revvin' up a powerful Mach 5!
May. 10th, 2008 02:16 amI don't care what the haters say...
With the exception of the epileptic seizure it induced, Speed Racer rocked! JP got us tickets to the IMAX showing this afternoon and wow! I loved it. And, from the purely shallow POV I am adopting and making my very own, can I just say. Leather. Pants. O.M.G. !!!
The first racing scene, with a back view of Emile Hirsch wearing head-to-toe white leather before pulling on a jacket? Ding dong! Then, Racer X in his tiiiiight black leather outfit (why hello THAR, Matthew Fox!) was all deliciously strict. And before I had time to recover, there is freakin' Emile in the classic blue shirt/white pants/red ascot Speed Racer attire (also skin-tight, thank you God). So I am DONE and THEN what should happen, but Rain comes out in white leather with a beautiful dragon (?) design crawling up the side of it.
Guh. Just. GUH.
I never knew I had a leather fetish. The tight pants, yes. But leather. Hmmm. Somehow, I feel my animal-rights activist friends would not approve...
American Idol update: obsession gathering speed, I'm afraid. I think I must refrain from talking about it any more this weekend, lest ya'll find out how sick I really am. Er, right?
With the exception of the epileptic seizure it induced, Speed Racer rocked! JP got us tickets to the IMAX showing this afternoon and wow! I loved it. And, from the purely shallow POV I am adopting and making my very own, can I just say. Leather. Pants. O.M.G. !!!
The first racing scene, with a back view of Emile Hirsch wearing head-to-toe white leather before pulling on a jacket? Ding dong! Then, Racer X in his tiiiiight black leather outfit (why hello THAR, Matthew Fox!) was all deliciously strict. And before I had time to recover, there is freakin' Emile in the classic blue shirt/white pants/red ascot Speed Racer attire (also skin-tight, thank you God). So I am DONE and THEN what should happen, but Rain comes out in white leather with a beautiful dragon (?) design crawling up the side of it.
Guh. Just. GUH.
I never knew I had a leather fetish. The tight pants, yes. But leather. Hmmm. Somehow, I feel my animal-rights activist friends would not approve...
American Idol update: obsession gathering speed, I'm afraid. I think I must refrain from talking about it any more this weekend, lest ya'll find out how sick I really am. Er, right?