Welcome to the Creek

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Reasons why Dawson’s Creek has utterly captured my interest and my heart:

1. Young Michelle Williams (one of my favorite actors in the universe.  Although, let’s be honest, we don’t really want her to end up with Dawson.)

2. Young Katie Holmes (who, let’s be honest, I’ve been a little prejudiced against since the Tom Cruise fiasco, but have now officially warmed up to.)

3. Real talk.  This show has it all: parents having affairs and dealing with the consequences, teachers having affairs with students and dealing with the consequences, teenagers growing up, sex, interracial relationships, Christianity vs. atheism, high school drama, LGBT (so far only mentioned, not exemplified, but I’m only a few episodes in).

4. Wit.  Reminds me in this way of Gilmore Girls: lots of pop culture references and quick banter.

5. Best friends falling for each other.  Yes, this is somewhat less of a revolutionary aspect than the previous four, but it’s enjoyable nonetheless.  It’s what keeps me watching.  Will Joey tell Dawson she’s in love with him?  Will he reciprocate?  Can they be more than friends, or will admitting their feelings only make things awkward and tear them apart eventually?

6. The title.  Like I said, I’m somewhat new to the scene, but is the creek (seems more like a river) that shows up frequently in the show actually named Dawson’s Creek?  And is the character Dawson named after the creek, or vice versa?  Or is the title some metaphorical statement about the way Dawson’s life and feelings and relationships are constantly in flux, like a moving body of water?

7. Movie references.  This goes hand in hand with item 4.  I love to hear the characters talk about different films.  What they’re watching, whether they like it, etc.  It makes me want to start a list of the ones they recommend, and then watch them myself.

8. The theme song.  (hey hey hey yeah)

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Oscar Gowns

It’s happening.  This blog will temporarily be concerned with fashion, something I never thought it would be concerned with (I am strictly a v-neck and jeans girl).  But as I have obnoxiously strong opinions concerning the Academy Awards in general, and as said opinions trickle down to include actress attire, I’m going for it.

In no particular order, here are my favorite Oscar dresses (from 2005-present, because 2005 was when I began watching religiously):

Vera Wang. I think part of the reason I love this dress so much is that Michelle simply looked so happy in it. She and Heath attended the ceremony together, they were smiling and laughing, and all was right in the world.

1950s Dior. Reese Witherspoon won best actress for Walk the Line in this dress.

Guy Laroche. I tend to think the simpler the better when it comes to evening gowns. I tend to think that surprising details keep a simple dress from being boring. I also tend to think that if you spend months training to be a boxer in Million Dollar Baby, you deserve to show off some skin.

Balenciaga. I remember a lot of people, mostly people more well-spoken in the fashion world than I, hated this dress. I think it’s perfect on her. The color is great and the bow in the back adds interest.

Jean Paul Gaultier. She won best actress in this dress as well. I see a trend here.

Badgley Mischka

Valentino. This is possibly my all-time favorite. The colors are lovely together, and the draping is exquisite.

Vintage Balmain. Maybe it does look a little like a wedding dress, but I’m going to let that go.

Elie Saab. The color makes this dress for me, although I’m not a fan of the slightly shredded-looking edges.

Elie Saab. It’s brave, I think, to wear a patterned evening gown, and this one reminds me of a Monet painting.

Lanvin. Once you get past the brillo pad material, this dress has a modern elegance to it that Natalie Portman pulls off perfectly, headband and all.

Armani Prive. It’s simple, it’s 60s, it’s fun. What more can you ask for?

The Great Gatsby

Oh. Man.

We all know I adore F. Scott Fitzgerald, so the fact that this movie brings to life his most well-known novel is the main draw.

I also happen to like Baz Luhrmann a lot.  If anyone can capture the glittering decadence of 1920s high society, it’s Mr. Luhrmann.

My only doubt at the moment comes from the presence of Mr. DiCaprio as Jay Gatsby.  Obviously, Mr. Luhrmann has a bit of a soft spot for Leo, as he cast him first in Romeo+Juliet, and now in Gatsby.  I, however, am not so certain.  This is just the type of film Leo constantly chooses: an epic period film.  And he always, always plays the tortured protagonist.  Leo’s a fine actor, really, but when one does the same movie time after time, one must find a way to be different in every one.  And I don’t think he is.  In fact, I can imagine exactly how Leo will be in Gatsby.  The tone of his voice, the bulldog wrinkles when he’s breaking down emotionally, the facade of nonchalance…I hope he’ll surprise me.

On the upside (someone stop me I’m critiquing this movie and it’s not even out yet), the choice of Tobey Maguire as Nick Carraway is intriguing.  Admittedly, I’ve had a soft spot for Mr. Maguire since I saw Seabiscuit several years ago, and then Spiderman and Pleasantville not so many years ago.  What’s fantastic about him, I think, is that it always seems like he doesn’t quite know what he’s doing.  You get a sense, while watching him, that he’s improvising every single line he delivers, drawing his intensity not from a script, but from the force of the story and the character.  It’s subtle, but it makes you forget you’re watching an actor act.

I don’t want to not mention Carey Mulligan, but I also don’t feel like I have to; she’s been steadily good in everything I’ve seen.  She and Michelle Williams, as a matter of fact, are my favorite actresses right now, and actually remind me of each other in terms of their eclectic choices.  I like an actress who’s established, but who isn’t afraid to do an indie film.

Okay I’m done.  Done with the film talk, but not done counting the days until December 25th.  I’d say that gives me enough time to reread Gatsby.