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(Which is a foul and vicious lie.)

I just watched Stick It with The Boy, and he made the above claim before we watched it, but I am firmly convinced otherwise.

So, wild child Haley Graham (played by Missy Peregrym, Andi on Reaper) gets in trouble with the law, and is given a choice: Texas Military Academy, or... an elite gymnastics program.

Haley, you see, used to be the shit, but two years ago she walked out on Worlds, screwing over Team USA and generally making enemies in the gymnastic world. But now she's got to go back and--oh, screw it, I'm not doing the whole recap, that sucks the life out of it.

This move has a bizarre charm to it--Haley and her Ramones and Black Flag shirts (in 2006, seriously, the kids still know who Black Flag is?), throwing heavy metal signs and, y'know, showing off her abs while she soaks in tubs of ice (all the falling and muscle pulls and whatnot). Her new coach, Burt Vickerman, played by Jeff Bridges, who starts out with moments where The Boy and I were both yelling "INAPPROPRIATE TOUCHING" and then by the end of the movie, we're totally shipping them.

Bitchy and dumb yet oddly cute Joanna, and Wei Wei and Mina, the lesbian gymnast couple (okay, not OFFICIALLY, but still), and the GYMNAST REVOLUTION at the end of this movie. And the soundtrack was... really, in 2006, using a Green Day song off of Dookie was an interesting choice. I have to applaud that kind of thinking.

Seriously, I have no idea HOW the movie worked, because at some points it felt like it was going in three directions at one and we'd somehow missed the connecting scenes, but I am SO buying that thing from Best Buy tomorrow. Too much metal for one hand!

In other news, Merlin has still eaten my brain, kink memes are really, really dangerous animals (no, REALLY), and I seem to have gotten my ability to write smut back. All I had to do, apparently, was trade in my moral compass, and really, what good did that bastard ever do me anyway, I ask you.

In less awesome news, my communication-avoidance problem is currently so bad that I have trouble opening emails that I WROTE TO MYSELF, from work, containing nothing but links to things I wanted to look up at home. I am having trouble TALKING TO ME. That right there is expert-level wrongness. (I'm trying to fix that, but if it takes a while for me to respond to comments, wow, is that ever not y'all, but me.)

Date: 2008-12-08 03:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shetiger.livejournal.com
I love you so much.

And oh, honey. *hugs*

(And moral compasses never work very well, anyway.)

Date: 2008-12-08 03:34 am (UTC)
ext_2331: (mcshep lovers BIS)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
COMPLETELY INAPPROPRIATE HET OMG.

*clings*

(Yeah, mine always seemed to point to the gutter anyway...)

Date: 2008-12-08 03:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shetiger.livejournal.com
Also, Haley was pretty damn hot. In a possibly inappropriate for me to say so way. (How old was she supposed to be, anyway?)

Date: 2008-12-08 04:36 am (UTC)
ext_2331: (wrisomifu fuck fuck fuck)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
17ish? I don't even know. The actress was 24, though, so--special hell averted for staring. *g*

Date: 2008-12-08 04:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shetiger.livejournal.com
Oh, thank goodness. (I thought she looked old enough in reality, but my moral compass has been broken for a very long time.)

Date: 2008-12-08 03:35 am (UTC)
ext_9024: (Default)
From: [identity profile] lordessrenegade.livejournal.com
Stick It!!! I just watched this a few weeks ago, and flailed at [livejournal.com profile] etben over IM the whole time. I really loved it kind of a lot! (also, using Fall Out Boy as your HEY I'M A REBEL music is never not hilarious, I swear.) We decided that she should probably be having threesomes with her two dude BFFs, but I also support this shipping with the coach, even though HI KINDA SKEEZY.

Date: 2008-12-08 04:38 am (UTC)
ext_2331: (Default)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
I will soon own it! DVD extras ftw! \o/ (and there was a Blink 182 song in there, too, somewhere.)

Also, why stop at the threesome--throw in Joanna, make it a perfect square... *g*

Date: 2008-12-08 03:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thepouncer.livejournal.com
Sometimes you just need to avoid! It's okay! Especially when there are gymnastics shenanigans to enjoy.

*pounces you*

Date: 2008-12-08 04:40 am (UTC)
ext_2331: (lorne the hell?)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
*tumbles*

Gymnastics shenanigans all OVER the place. And we could never quite tell what was supposed to be funny, and what just happened to be, but the end result pleased me either way. *g*

Date: 2008-12-08 03:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] darkseaglass.livejournal.com
Merlin is like that. The trailer for next week keeps running in my head, and it's gotten me to open a word doc, which hasn't happened in forever.

I went through a long, long stretch of communication avoidance. It's hard. Trying to come back out of it is hard, too.

Date: 2008-12-08 04:41 am (UTC)
ext_2331: (shep fuck you smile)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
Oh my GOD, the trailer for next week is killing me. Fortunately I'm not writing anything for THAT yet, 'cause, wow, I have enough others open...

Date: 2008-12-08 04:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rosewildeirish.livejournal.com
Keel the dark!fic bunnies that keep wanting me to write Morgana/Uther noncom/dubcom?

Date: 2008-12-08 05:13 am (UTC)
ext_2331: (annie gives the finger)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
But--Morgana/Uther dubcon can be so intriguing...

Date: 2008-12-08 05:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rosewildeirish.livejournal.com
aaaaaaaaaargh. Not. Helping. ;)

Date: 2008-12-08 03:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dirty-diana.livejournal.com
Stick It, man. I think I saw that in the theatre. (What. I was in the mood for fluff.)

Date: 2008-12-08 04:43 am (UTC)
ext_2331: (arthur/merlin lean moar)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
I pass no judgment! I kind of loved it. (No, really, the stuff I watch in theaters... hoo, man.)

Date: 2008-12-08 04:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rosewildeirish.livejournal.com
oh my god, gymkata. *has no words*

Date: 2008-12-08 04:45 am (UTC)
ext_2331: (shep somebody else's sky)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
I had to look up the synopsis after The Boy brought it up, and it had me ROLLING:

"Johnathan Cabot is a champion gymnast. In the tiny, yet savage, country of Parmistan, there is a perfect spot for a "star wars" site. For the US to get this site, they must compete in the brutal "Game". The government calls on Cabot, the son of a former operative, to win the game. Cabot must combine his gymnastics skills of the west with fighting secrets of the east and form GYMKATA!"

Oh, 80s and your spate of bizarre sports/fighting movies. &hearts

Date: 2008-12-08 04:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rosewildeirish.livejournal.com
The fight scene in the village o'crazies (literally; they locked their lunatics in a village that was an asylum) was...speshul. As was the random pommel horse handles that just *happened* to be on a random...something in the street. Rar.

Date: 2008-12-08 04:52 am (UTC)
ext_2331: (lorne the hell?)
From: [identity profile] kageygirl.livejournal.com
*giggles*

I vaguely remember possibly hearing the name of the movie, but I don't think I ever saw it. It sounds like an awesome drinking movie, though. *g*

Date: 2008-12-08 04:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rosewildeirish.livejournal.com
I know *I* wanted a drink while watching it. And I don't think I was even legal then.

Date: 2008-12-08 10:30 pm (UTC)
ext_3244: (Default)
From: [identity profile] ignazwisdom.livejournal.com
In less awesome news, my communication-avoidance problem is currently so bad that I have trouble opening emails that I WROTE TO MYSELF, from work, containing nothing but links to things I wanted to look up at home. I am having trouble TALKING TO ME.

It's funny 'cause it's true. For me. Too.

Granted, my e-mails that I write to myself either concern (a) WIPs that are trying to kill me or (b) medical bills that are doing the same.
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