The Dark Knight Rises and Man of Steel ~ My Thoughts

Last Friday, the lastest Batman movie hit theaters.

Last Saturday, me, my brother, and my dad went to go see it.

Not in IMAX - they were sold out - but that was okay: we had a pretty big screen. Besides, maybe the Hobbit will be in IMAX . . . ?

So, first, the movie itself: EPIC.

I LOVED IT.

Definitely gonna have to have a Batman marathon someday after the DKR hits shelves.

I'd give it a 9.5/10.

(The missing .5 is for a personal preference, nothing huge.)

Now . . . onto the more important topic . . .

The Man of Steel . . .

Meh.

I'm not a Superman kind of gal.

Sorry Caroline.

Haha, nope!

I love Batman.

I love Young Justice.

I love Thor (and Loki.)

I love Captain America.

I love Iron Man.

I love the Avengers (read: Coulson).

But I just really can't get into Supes, even though I did watch the entire Animated Series last year.

What really got me, though, was the music they used for the trailer.

Oh. My. Gosh.

This is where I have to interject something about myself.

I am a complete soundtrack nerd. 

I have over a hundred of them, and I can generally identify the movie they came from within the first thirty seconds.

So, picture this.

I'm sitting the theater, yeah?

Watching previews, right?

All of a sudden, I hear really, really familiar music . . .

And some mournful woman singing (or maybe a choir boy).

I say to myself, "I've heard this before".

Not FIVE seconds later, it hits me: it's from Lord of the Rings.

Lord of the Rings.

DID YOU HEAR ME?!

I SAID LORD OF THE RINGS!

WHO ON EARTH USES MUSIC FROM LORD OF THE RINGS FOR A SUPERMAN TRAILER?!

You know what I think?

I think the person responsible for finding music for that trailer totally dropped the ball and picked the first thing he could find!

I mean . . . really?

*sigh.*

Book Preview! Part III

Aaaaaaaaaaand the third one!


This is from "Ruminations", slightly inspired by the track of the same name from . . . um, Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith. Uh, yeah . . . You can listen to it here . . . to make it less . . . erm . . . awkward.

As a young nun, Marya had been pious as a saint, quiet to a fault, and earnest in her duties. But then, during a mission of charity, she fell. Hers was not the sudden, obliterating demise made popular by cheap novellas. Her fall was an unbroken – though, at times, hesitant – descent from her once lofty standards.

A young parson, not even a year her senior, had been assisting the physicians with orphans who had contracted serious infections. His gentle kindness to the children others deemed worthless endeared him to her immediately. They did the Lord’s work side by side, sharing His peace and mercy with those suffering. He lauded and encouraged Marya from time to time, but she – raised with nigh a man in sight – found herself unable – or unwilling? – to reciprocate. 

Here's the link!