Good political intrigue, made exciting by the fact that you never know when the intrigue will lead to bloody violence or really hot sex.
I think I speak for all Frank Herbert fans when I say that his idea of hot sex should never ever appear onscreen. Or on the page, for that matter.
(Signed, still haven't managed to scrub Heretics out of my brain.)
Posting this here because it's really a movie tie-in. From the Futon Critic:
MYSTERY OF THE CRYSTAL SKULLS with Lester Holt
Premieres Sunday, May 18th at 9:00PM
Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull is this summer's most-anticipated movie and SCI FI feeds the Indy frenzy with the real story of and search for the legendary crystal Skulls. Glimmers of ancient civilizations and lost worlds have forever intrigued and tantalized but few ancient mysteries generate quite the fervor of the Crystal Skulls: 13 quartz crystal human skulls, now scattered to the four winds, discovered amid ruins of Mayan and Aztec societies. Legend tells us that should they ever be united, they may unleash untold energy, revealing secrets vital to the survival of humankind.
In the new special Mystery of the Crystal Skulls, SCI FI and host Lester Holt (NBC News/Weekend Today) explore the history of the Crystal Skulls: the myths, the legends, the controversies and the scientific tests performed behind closed doors. It digs even deeper for the truth with new lab tests, as well an expedition into the jungles of Belize to track down the missing skulls, a quest worthy of Indiana Jones himself. The special is produced by NBC's Peacock Productions in association with SCI FI.
SCI FI will exclusively air all three previous Indiana Jones movies (Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Los Ark, Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade) on May 18th leading into the premiere of Mystery of the Crystal Skulls.
RIP Minghella.
I loved Truly, Madly Deeply. I saw the movie only once and I was a fucking crying mess at the end of that movie. I kept it together (I thought) until the end, and then I was done for 2 hours afterward.
I kept it together (I thought) until the end, and then I was done for 2 hours afterward.
I saw it with a friend in London. The lights went up at the end to reveal a cinema full of red-eyed, sniffing people (mostly women), all little puddles in their seats. My friend turned to me and said, "Whose idea was this anyway?".
RIP indeed. He was always intelligent and interesting, and 54 is too young.
oh that's funny. I can just imagine that scene of sniffing people.
Instead of another adaption of
Dune,
the producers should be going for an adaption of
Doon.
I read Dune a couple of times as a teenager...and then I read Doon. The next time I tried to tackle Dune, all I could see was Doon. :)
Dana Stevens from Slate talks about Minghella (he died of a brain hemorrhage) and Truly, Madly, Deeply specifically here: [link]
I made a mistake of watching the blurry youtube clip linked from the article and am stupidly sitting in front of the computer, sniffling again. Bah.
if you're me, you've also developed a debilitating, lifelong crush on Alan Rickman
Hahaha. You and me, both, girlfriend.
God, I love that movie. And that singing scene she links to. Just listening to the Bach piece they play at the beginning can make me cry.
did he die of a brain hemorrhage? I thought it was a hemorrhage in his throat.
It was a haemorrhage after throat surgery. Don't know where it was, though.