I have no words. This film went straight to the top of my all-time favorites list! Rooney Mara's spectacular performance as misunderstood Lisbeth Salander took my breath away! And was it just me or was Daniel Craig especially handsome in this film? Either way, those two, whom I've never particularly been fond of, made a convert out of me! And it needn't be said, but David Fincher's intros is truly one of the most intense and beautiful things that has ever happened to modern cinema. If any of you haven't seen this film yet, I urge you to haul ass and do so.
This English-language adaptation of the Swedish novel by Stieg Larsson follows a disgraced journalist, Mikael Blomkvist (Daniel Craig), as he investigates the disappearance of a wealthy patriarch's niece from 40 years ago. He is aided by the pierced, tattooed, punk computer hacker named Lisbeth Salander (Rooney Mara). As they work together in the investigation, Blomkvist and Salander uncover immense corruption beyond anything they have ever imagined.
I guess it's no secret that I love zombies. I don't love them in a I-want-to-marry-a-zombie way or I-want-to-become-a-zombie way or a I-want-people-I-love-to-become-a-zombie way, no. I love zombies in a I-think-zombies-are-fascinating-and-the-idea-of-a-zombiepocalypse-excites-me-to-no-end way.
That shouldn't be a surprise. With my love of vampires waning and fading due to the unjust mutilation of their entire specie via Stephenie Meyer's appalling novels, I had to find and focus my mythological being fix elsewhere. Lo and behold, the rise of the zombies came about (pun unintended).
From Max Brooks' zombie-centered novels, to classic zombie b-movies, to The Walking Dead, and just about every other art form that surrounds us, the platforms of these stories have made a killing (pun unintended, HE HE!) by providing us with information vital to surviving a zombiepocalypse. And I know that most anyone would say that we have used valuable brain space and filled it with nonsense, yet here I stand today ready for vindication. I will survive a zombiepocalypse while everyone else's stupid asses gets eaten alive.
What am I talking about? Well, only Outbreak Manila - the zombie marathon! YES. After feeling like something important was just waiting to go down from right around the corner, I find myself being proven correct once more! The taste of victory is sweet!
Why ERIS? Eris was the Goddess of Strife and Discord, of Contention and Rivalry. She haunted the battlefield and delighted in human bloodshed. But really, I just like the name.
Photo Header from Romancing Mister Bridgerton by Julia Quinn
