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CSI Marathon The Fourth: The Anniversary Edition:)
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artistic_sillie came over for two days of CSI-and slash related fun: we watched the final three episodes of Season 7 (meh) and after dinner we continued our program with TV-movie Evel Knievel in which George Eads tries to compensate for the aweful blonde mullet by showing off his awesome pecs a lot, bless him;) and "groovy" dance/music movie True Vinyl with Eric Szmanda: so young, so innocent and also half naked - yay;)
I think the films tied in the category 'embarrassingly bad scripts', but as far as B-movies go, Evel Knievel won (or lost, depending on your pov;). Television without Pity's Sobell wrote a hilarious recap: more fun than watching the movie:)
To be able to sleep without nightmares we ended the night with CSI episode Poppin' Tags (S6Ep20) plus DVD-commentary by George and writer Dustin Lee Abraham. Despite the overload of praise for colleagues ("I loved to work with him", "she is a great actress", bla-bla-bla) it was very enjoyable. Mr. Eads has the most contagious little giggle. Adorable *g*
"Eric and I look like we're about to start a British rock band." (time to get a haircut;)
Today Silvia and I studied Marilyn Manson's (S)aint video on the big screen to finally figure out whether Eric was wearing a skirt or very short shorts;) We also watched eighties-vampire-camp 'The Lost Boys' and I managed to convert Sillie to the Torchwood/DrWho fandom by showing her the finals of both series in a row: score! (no-one can resist the charm after five episodes with Captain Jack Harkness - bwoohahahaha!)
artistic_sillie came over for two days of CSI-and slash related fun: we watched the final three episodes of Season 7 (meh) and after dinner we continued our program with TV-movie Evel Knievel in which George Eads tries to compensate for the aweful blonde mullet by showing off his awesome pecs a lot, bless him;) and "groovy" dance/music movie True Vinyl with Eric Szmanda: so young, so innocent and also half naked - yay;) I think the films tied in the category 'embarrassingly bad scripts', but as far as B-movies go, Evel Knievel won (or lost, depending on your pov;). Television without Pity's Sobell wrote a hilarious recap: more fun than watching the movie:)
To be able to sleep without nightmares we ended the night with CSI episode Poppin' Tags (S6Ep20) plus DVD-commentary by George and writer Dustin Lee Abraham. Despite the overload of praise for colleagues ("I loved to work with him", "she is a great actress", bla-bla-bla) it was very enjoyable. Mr. Eads has the most contagious little giggle. Adorable *g*
"Eric and I look like we're about to start a British rock band." (time to get a haircut;)
Today Silvia and I studied Marilyn Manson's (S)aint video on the big screen to finally figure out whether Eric was wearing a skirt or very short shorts;) We also watched eighties-vampire-camp 'The Lost Boys' and I managed to convert Sillie to the Torchwood/DrWho fandom by showing her the finals of both series in a row: score! (no-one can resist the charm after five episodes with Captain Jack Harkness - bwoohahahaha!)
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