On
gealach_ros's enthusiastic rec, I watched the pilot of
Sleepy Hollow today. It's fairly solid; I'm interested in seeing more. The special effects aren't great, but whatever; if I had a bar for good SFX I'd have never made it past
Merlin S1. Anyway, I really like Abbie. She's kick-ass. Ichabod Crane is fine so far (and also
fine); the little, befuddled reactions he has to being in the 21st century are very amusing.
My shoulders hurt like hell, on account of having to carry my 500lb. laptop around everyday. It's pretty much neck-and-neck right now with stress to see which one will fell me first. A couple of days ago, one of our professors took one look at the class and expressed genuine concern about how worn out we all looked. It's the second week of school. Gah.
Let me expound instead on the 1D
This is Us movie.
accordingtomel and I went on the first day of public school, which meant that the theatre was almost completely empty. Two fellow ancient fangirls sat a few rows in front of us, and that was it. Good times! As for the film itself, it was forgettable. I mean, listen, I will gladly watch the 1D boys gambol about for hours on end -- they are truly hysterical, precious little peanuts -- but as a documentary, especially a documentary directed by someone of Morgan Spurlock's caliber, it was underwhelming. It was all very superficial and kind of staged, full of soundbites we've heard before. Meh.
The best part about the movie existing was basically that the theatre had a life-sized promotional stand that you could take a picture with. When the DG girls went to see
City of Bones a couple weeks before,
sarea_okelani went in first to grab seats for us while we waited for everyone to arrive. I was standing out by the ticketing area, and suddenly I heard her hollering at me that the 1D stand was in there, so naturally I abandoned the other girls to get all up in there. There was a space for you to stand, and Liam with his elbow out as if leaning chummily on you. I am very short; it pretty much looked like he was about to knock my head off. (Sadly, by the time Mel got into town, the stand was gone.) Here's a picture:

That's obviously not me, as I'm pretty sure I'm not a distinguished English actor. (I checked.) You can imagine me in Ian McKellen's place if you'd like, but honestly, why would you want to?