What is that poking me? It's warm . . . very warm . . .

*Feels around and grabs the warm shaft poking thine body*

My, what is this?

*flashes back to Memoirs of a Geisha* .......yeah. An eel. And it's looking for a place to spit.

an electric eel maybe?

Electric eel? Is that some sort of euphemism for a vibrator?

The Eel and the Cave . . .

*ahaha*

I wish they would sel off some of the wonderious Kimono's from the movie!

*Cries*

Hatsumomo's first outfit was so glorious!

I still want to know the name of the dancing song in the trailer for Memoirs! The movie was really good. It stuck to the book as best as possible, however the ending was different yet the same.

Anyways, what about this eel poking me?

Last edited by Sevelle (01-11-2007 09:53:32 PM)

Of course it's poking Sevelle. It's looking for a place to spit.

Spittoons are vile things. This is a highly discriminating eel.

ShatteredMirror wrote:

I never saw the movie but I probably should simply because it's incredibly pretty. And has kimonos. But then by that reasoning, I should see Last Samurai and even with all the awesome sword action the premise of that movie is just plain lame.

Both movies are really, really good. I didn't like Last Samurai the first time I watched it. I thought the ending battle scene was...well...lame and wrong...for the story (trying not to give stuff away). But then when I watched it the third time, I realized that it's a story about one man's redemption from the person he was, not a story about Japanese history per se, it's his personal journey that matters. In that sense, it's an amazing film and the cinematography is stunning.

Sevelle wrote:

I still want to know the name of the dancing song in the trailer for Memoirs!

Which trailer? I just watched one but no dancing song. Do you mean the track that plays during the scene where she does that amazing dance?

Perhaps I'll give it a chance. But it would have to be free for me because regardless of how well it's done, I don't have it in me to pay money for a movie about Tom Cruise becoming a samurai. I mean, really. I'll never be a samurai, gaijin that I am, and I can't put my face on Tom Cruise.

Actually, I bought Mineko Iwasaki's Geisha, A Life a couple of years ago. If you want a more realistic perspective on Geisha, told by one of this century's most famous geisha, here's your book. I think she actually sued Arthur Golden for letting her name slip in the credits of Memoirs, because her contribution was supposed to be anonymous, and then because she was already in shit for revealing secret geisha stuff to the public, she just wrote her own book.

Or at least I think that's how it went down. Don't mind me, I'm a bit fuzzy-headed.