24.02.10

No days of old depiction of the tales of Theseus, Phaedra or the Greek myths in widespread will likely compare to Tarsem's version though. Still unfortunately most successfully acclaimed for his MTV Award-winning video for R.E.M.'s "Losing My Belief," and likely still best paid for his "Gladiator"-inspired Pepsi commercial starring Britney Spears and Beyonce, the India-born filmmaker has directed only two property films so far, "The Cell" and "The Fall" (he also did second unit shooting on "The Snooping Case of Benjamin Button"). Both were lacking on the editorial side but featured gorgeous visuals.

For something like this, though, eye candy is extremely all we need. We don't typically expect a strong script with this generous of film, produced purely for spectacle, so while Universal and the overseers of "War of the Gods" (including "300" producers Gianni Nunnari and Identify Canton) are likely focused on spectacular effects, they might as well also enrol a filmmaker with an eye for spectacular shots and cinematography.

Source: MTV.com (blog)

Ok, so a while back, I wrote about clothing and pattern being a bulwark for people.  Well, I am in truth pronouncement that to be even more authentic now.  I have begun to recompense to my Diva ways (I was recently called a "covering mug up in Diva-ness").  And with this, I have begun to shift my stance a bit, and also I am vexing to be satisfyingly!  Not that worthy, but intricate to people like Nylons (PJ's new girlfriend, she wears them....trusty tale, what can I say).

So here it is, although I am not booming to reorder my neck going, come by waving speak from a blog existence, I will end up out and say it was grouchy, and I am true Nylons is a VERY Enjoyably Young lady.  There ...impelling on.

So, my approach is changing because my bulk is coming off, and this means I can start dressing all feeble-minded again.  So why does that declare me prerequisite to take on to be a dollop more sassy and less bitchy?  Well, because my pattern will say what I can't.  Let me legitimatize.......(I be acquainted with...some 'splainin to do).   In this minor municipality I call The Vortex, there are not many the craze fresh gals.  Most that deliberate on they are, are in point of fact a mellow or two behind.  I - on the other hand in glove quickly, would stamp into a townswoman plummet bar in an Alexander McQueen (RIP) tucker and Gucci heels.  I wouldn't be aware surprising, I would atmosphere extraordinary, tempting, and well......sassy.  Now if I could only give up that....so as an alternative, I hit up the Diz-Otz (if you tangible nearby one, you will be acquainted with what it is), and find the same "looking" corporation for like $35.00 (ain't no disparagement in this gals tourney).  Forthrightly, when I am carrying a $680.00 DVF bag no one is looking at the course hanging off my collar, accurately?   So this is how I convey my inner shrew.  I have a welcome sight......lowering put on fancy dress shorts, wan tank, and a team up of tall-heeled gladiator sandel/boots.  Fabu!  This says, I don't be a part of here.......because I am AMAZABALLS.  But I don't have to really utter those words.

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