I just saw “Interview with the Vampire.”

And oh my god, it should be illegal for anything to be that hot…There must have been six separate incidences of squealing before the second half of the film alone. I must have scared everybody in the house when they heard this high-pitched noise when Lestat bit Louis the first time around…yeep, if that wasn’t hot then I don’t know what IS. And oh, the suggestive bits – oh, how many suggestive bits there were. ::is swirly-eyed with delight:: And the whole deal with the near-kiss between Armand and Louis… Oh. My. God.

I think my brain just exploded. And I think I’ve scared everyone with the massive amounts of squealing that happened while I watched this one. But DAMN, man, how much hot can fit on one VHS tape? (Yes, VHS. My family’s low-tech. Sue me ^_^;;) That’s got to be illegal, man. Got to be.

But if it isn’t I’m glad it’s not. But dude, I needed those brain cells for the fics I’m writing. I should have planned ahead.

Holy f-aah. (My exact words, folks.) ::faints::

It’s been fifteen minutes since the movie was off, and there’s a new verdict in. "This film is confirmed to be hot enough to melt your VCR." Well, kind of. The VCR is now, in fact, broken or something. We can’t get it to a damn thing. The on-button is shorted out and can’t be worked, and the winding mechanism is shot to hells.

In short, the machine has effectively pulled a Yunie, and simply said "jl;sadfioj;eep ::splam::"

Really, this is a mixed bag. It means that I can’t watch anything else for a while, but it also means no more annoying kid stepbrother keeping me up at night with incessant replays of Next Friday, which is he is too young to be watching, by the way.

Yeah, I think I’ll revel in the melting power of the movie right now. Whee! ::splam!::