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Last few days....
Dec. 24th, 2004 11:48 pmWell, happy drink-my urine day to the lot of you in advance...
Anyway. Have been serving increasingly desperate customers over the past several days, including 'Right. What does she/he/it like? Mm-hmm. Try this, this or this,' and feeling terribly smug that I finished all mine last week. Have also somehow become the resident Pratchett guru. 'Heather, this one's one of yours...' Also done some of the *quickest* selection-motivation I've ever seen in today's last ten minutes pre-closing.
Wore reindeer horns n'ears headband yesterday and today. (felt and stuffing, no plastic/foam) Staff appeared not to be able to resist tweaking the ears. Waterstones is mostly a silly headgear and tinsel-free zone....
Lemony Snicket is fucking fantastic. With the set design and the manicness and the deadpan and the performances and the refusal to be cute... you love everyone in it, especially Sunny and her absolutely class subtitles. Also? So love the fact that Count Olaf continually refers to Sunny as 'the monkey'.
Saw the stage show of Lion King last night. Suffice it to say that the audience spends the first ten minutes gawping and pointing at all the new and amazing things during the Circle of Life sequence. The costumes. The set design. The ways they've come up with to portray the animals. The added african bits and dances and so on... my god. The lionesses alone. Not to mention Rafiki, Zazu, Timone and Pumbaa. Atch, the later three were fairly close to their film versions, but Rafiki they went 'fuck it' and made her into a full-on shaman, no baboon. As ever, the supporting players much better and more interesting than the main characters - Simba and Nala were good, it's just that everyone else was better. Oh, and the guitar-based bits (only two, v. short) were nowhere near as good as the Zulu and Swahili bits, but this didn't matter as they could be glossed over by the bird dances and the african things and the 'how many fucking costume changes?' and the bits where they took over the boxes to perform parts and the cheetah and the shadow puppet and the elephant. Coherency? Really, really not worth it when attempting to describe how good it is.
Anyway. Have been serving increasingly desperate customers over the past several days, including 'Right. What does she/he/it like? Mm-hmm. Try this, this or this,' and feeling terribly smug that I finished all mine last week. Have also somehow become the resident Pratchett guru. 'Heather, this one's one of yours...' Also done some of the *quickest* selection-motivation I've ever seen in today's last ten minutes pre-closing.
Wore reindeer horns n'ears headband yesterday and today. (felt and stuffing, no plastic/foam) Staff appeared not to be able to resist tweaking the ears. Waterstones is mostly a silly headgear and tinsel-free zone....
Lemony Snicket is fucking fantastic. With the set design and the manicness and the deadpan and the performances and the refusal to be cute... you love everyone in it, especially Sunny and her absolutely class subtitles. Also? So love the fact that Count Olaf continually refers to Sunny as 'the monkey'.
Saw the stage show of Lion King last night. Suffice it to say that the audience spends the first ten minutes gawping and pointing at all the new and amazing things during the Circle of Life sequence. The costumes. The set design. The ways they've come up with to portray the animals. The added african bits and dances and so on... my god. The lionesses alone. Not to mention Rafiki, Zazu, Timone and Pumbaa. Atch, the later three were fairly close to their film versions, but Rafiki they went 'fuck it' and made her into a full-on shaman, no baboon. As ever, the supporting players much better and more interesting than the main characters - Simba and Nala were good, it's just that everyone else was better. Oh, and the guitar-based bits (only two, v. short) were nowhere near as good as the Zulu and Swahili bits, but this didn't matter as they could be glossed over by the bird dances and the african things and the 'how many fucking costume changes?' and the bits where they took over the boxes to perform parts and the cheetah and the shadow puppet and the elephant. Coherency? Really, really not worth it when attempting to describe how good it is.
