Starmaltesers

You know what goes best with some good company, a bottle of water, some Maltesers and evening meds? Movies.
Last weekend’s film was Stardust.

I gave it 7.

Which is not a shameful rating at all, in-fact many of my favourite films get 7. A 7 means good, even great, enjoyable, fun, heartwarming etc., but not reaching into the upper echelons of brilliant film.
In regards to Stardust, I haven’t read the book, but the film had a little sense of cram-it-all-in about it. Each scene is great in its own right, however the sum of the parts looks like a bit of a patchwork quilt. Book adaptations are always plagued by this quandry, and so comes in the almighty changes, additions and omissions that the h4rdk043 fans always hate, and which I am always greatly forgiving with. The film is not the book, nor the book the film. They must be treated almost as entirely separate stories and judged on their own non-comparitive merits.
Stardust is often visually beautiful, and most of the acting is good, however the star of the show… (*crickets*) absolutely has to be Claire Danes doing a British accent. Now that was just damn sexy. So too the thing with the glowing when happy. Cute. Cute indeed.

How am I supposed to keep wathcing films? I have drums now. Electronic drums to boot. Electronic drums that I can do a bit of programming with a la making my own kits, though nowhere near as deep as programming a synth. I sigh. I still have Farscape to get through which I’m thoroughly enjoying, and a whole stack of films after that. There just isn’t enough time in the day.