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My morning-after loopy-tired review of Pirates III: Ships! Pirates! Very long movie. Weird movie. But fun, of course really entertaining. Elizabeth is getting badass, I like that, & I like her kicking everyone around & making them do things. Will is finally getting some street cred as a pirate (which apparently means being a bit of a bastard, which is alright with me, as it's more interesting than being a pansy). Barbossa's first name is Hector. Hector. Hector Barbossa & Jack Sparrow should probably form an off-Broadway comedy duo. Also Jack Sparrow wins at life & death & undeath, or whatever exactly it was, although I have say, a roomful of Sparrows was really disconcerting. & there were many many good lines! Erin & I want to go again & take notes [among them: Jack saying "If I may lend a machete to the thicket in your brain," & "I lied to you, I don't love you, yes that makes you look fat--& by the way, it's pronounced egregious--& my boat is gone! Again!"] Also boats! Very pretty boats. & stone crabs which I thought were really cool (I'm really fond of creatures made out of stuff that isn't the creature), & um, was anyone else sort of wanting Mr Gibbs to laugh or make a "slap me thrice & throw me to my mamma" comment in Tia Dama's face every time she intoned doom-ridden prophecies? Cause that would have helped, as she took herself far too seriously. As did Elizabeth & Jack in the beginning, "it was my burden to bear," puh-lease. Oh, but--this movie wins for best wedding ceremony in any movie ever! "Barbossa! Marry us!" -"I'm a little busy at the moment!" Also, hurray for the monkey Jack, whom I actually liked in this movie.

Also, Bellevue's Crossroads mall? More confusing than any place on earth.

& I am at work, running on about four hours of sleep & very little breakfast & feeling suprisingly alert. I will probably crash hard in the afternoon, but I want to go to Folklife. I have to buy Liz a drink.

Also I think everything is very, very funny (a side effect of the tired I imagine), including the fact that I banged my knee on the WC desk hard enough to pratically resonate (the sound, not my knee), & there's an awesome raised bruise forming. Yay! Ahaha....I need either to sleep or go find a boat. I want a boat. A nice boat.