A silly fantasy
Jul. 14th, 2006 01:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
azuriteSo after seeing The Devil Wears Prada with Baba and Grandpa today (great movie by the way; I also bought the soundtrack), I went to Borders to see if I could find any novelizations of Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest, or at the very least, look at the collection of books, even if they were targeted towards kids and pre-teens. What I found was a bit more interesting, though... (spoilers, obviously)
Not one of the books -not even the one that was more geared toward teens- mentioned the fact that Will saw Elizabeth kiss Jack. The novelization DID mention that she kissed him (the kiddie books, "Swann Song" and "The Curse of Davy Jones" did not), but not that Will saw. Actually while the novelization (which may have been the "junior novelization" as I look through the Amazon.com listings) mentioned both the kiss and Elizabeth chaining Jack to the mast, it doesn't mention Jack escaping at all using the lamp oil-- which befuddles me, because how else could Jack have twisted around (a few sentences later) and greeted the Kraken with a smile on his face and a "Hello, beastie"?
None of the books explicitly state whether Jack died or not, but it does mention people thinking "the world was less brighter" without Jack. There's even a part in the novelization that I don't think was in the movie-- Bootstrap Bill watching the Pearl go under, and saying "If anyone could beat the devil, I thought for sure it'd be you." Was that in the movie? I really can't remember. The novelization also neglects to mention that Jack's "death" was NOT the final scene of the movie-- remember, everyone went to Tia Dalma's and met Barbossa, for Pete's sake! That wasn't in the novelization at all! :P
In the kiddie books, they're both "to be continued" in a sense-- skimming the facts and not telling that much about character feelings or reactions. I guess you can't expect much. But I wonder if they had a novelization geared toward an older crowd that I just missed. HMM!
Oh, and the island where Davy Jones' chest was found? It wasn't Corsair, but something like Corsé. I remembered it and then promptly forgot it. If anyone can get the exact name (it's in the books I mentioned above), let me know.
Oh, and worth mentioning-- the books DID mention Elizabeth's dress as white, but those of us who saw the movie (and if you didn't, why are you reading this?) know it wasn't. Off-white, maybe, perhaps more of a gold. Now, I realize religion hasn't played a very big part -if any- in the PotC franchise, but a certain sense of "societal standards" is very plain, and I wonder if it's just a matter of fashion or something that Elizabeth didn't have a genuinely WHITE dress. Assuming she was of Anglican Catholic faith, wouldn't white mean her virginity was intact, and the selection of any other color would slightly imply otherwise? I mean, I'm grasping on threads here, but come on! If Elizabeth and Will planned to be married (and we're not entirely sure of the jump between the end of PotC: CotBP and DMC), I think Elizabeth probably would have jumped Will long before the wedding night. She strikes me as the type who would! ^_~ But then, Will's all proper... (or he WAS. HEH!)
Oh, and Elizabeth was pretty grumpy in DMC about missing her wedding night, hence her anger (in a manner of speaking) at Jack. But still! Heheh.
Ooh, I forgot all about looking for the "Pirateology" book, which I still want. And I neglected to print out my 20% off one book with the purchase of $20 or more coupon, so in total, I spent $70 at Borders tonight (3 manga + 1 free, The Devil Wears Prada soundtrack, 1 necklace of sorts, 1 Bitty Book Light). Ugh, bad, BAD Mer! But I plan on returning the horrendous-ness that is Danielle Steel's latest, "Coming Out." It's drier than the Sahara, I'm telling you. You don't empathize for the characters at all, and they're about as wooden as the trees in my front yard. Worse, I have a feeling I know what's coming, so there's not really any motivation for me to finish the book except to see if I'm right or not. And even if I'm not, I doubt it'll come as a big shock. I'm over halfway through the book, and there's no real conflict (at least, the conflict seems pithy), no drama, no emotional strain. I think Danielle Steel's gotten so full of herself, she doesn't bother writing quality works anymore (oh noes! Anne Rice 2.0!). Some of her past things --especially the steamy romance novels-- were great reads, and you felt BAD about reading something so sinful. This? Waste of $15.
Now, onward to the topic of my post. So as I'm coming home, listening to my "He's a Pirate" remixes as always, and generally being in a giddy, happy mood (<= good movie + popcorn/candy/soda + Borders spree), I remember reading this tidbit about Johnny Depp from the latest issue of "Rolling Stone" ... which is, when Depp randomly gets "sick of LA" (or something to that effect, and either way, I know the feeling), he hops on an Amtrak train and goes wherever. Specifically, San Francisco, or maybe Seattle. I know exactly what train he means, and I've done that same journey before! (Actually, Scott and I were initially thinking about doing the train up to S.F. for this coming week, but we decided against it due to cost. That and after he broke up with me again -if you wanna call it that- I didn't want to bother being in any mode of transportation, comfy or not- with him for 10+ hours. STUCK. Talk about uncomfortable. But now that the ride's 45 minutes on an airplane, I wonder. @_o He's also been flirting with me again lately. Ugh, someone just... *_* I DON'T KNOW!!!) Anyway, back to my fantasy.
So I'm imagining that I'm back from Japan and on the Amtrak train heading up North, at some unspecified point during the year, and Depp decides to go incognito and take the train to get a breather from LA. And there are a variety of seats to choose from on this particular night-time train that we both happen to be on, and there I am, typing away madly on my laptop, listening to something on my iPod (Dead Man's Chest soundtrack, of course), and there are papers spread out all over the seat next to me. So he asks "Is this seat taken?" and as I busily save my work and try to move my stuff at the same time, I knock down the Dead Man's Chest CD (don't ask me why I have it if the songs are on my iPod. And I didn't buy the CD; I bought the iTunes OST with the digital PDF visual guide). He picks it up and smirks, then asks "Pirates of the Caribbean fan?" and I take off my earphones, just to be polite (they were on low anyway; rarely do I blast my music loud enough to NOT hear someone speak to me) and I say "Yup, I'm so excited about the movie coming out [this summer, so it must be some time during 2007], so I'm writing a story for it." (Fanfic or novelization of what I think the 3rd movie will be like, I can't remember. But one of the two.)
And then he asks me to talk about the story, and being the dimwit I am, I go on and on about the story, about what fanfiction is, about why I'm all about Will/Elizabeth, but Jack/Elizabeth has its appeal, and I did read a rather good essay on Jack/Elizabeth/Will (OT3). In the end, he's gotten all quiet and I turn to look at him, all embarrassed that I've gone and railed about this... and then I realize who he is and I turn TOMATO RED (because that always happens when I get embarrassed) and I stop talking altogether. He smirks again and says "Promise not to tell anyone?" and I just nod all dumbly. Then he asks if he can read the story, and I just squeak and let him have my laptop.
I can't remember what happened from there, but then I remember him saying he'll get off in San Francisco too, and I mention my mom works at one of the luxury hotels, and he asks me if I think I can help him get a room at the last minute. So I call mom up and am trying to be incognito that HELLO JOHNNY DEPP IS WALKING RIGHT NEXT TO ME SQUEE and Mom is just "You're nuts. But okay, I'll call people." and I finally manage to cool it, and Johnny thinks it's horribly amusing how "sane" I'm attempting to be, especially after on the train, I managed to gather my wits enough to not squeal and ask for his autograph. That's actually how I envision meeting a celebrity --if I ever do. That is, being calm, cool, and collected. "I am a journalist!" after all or something, and that means doing my job first, not being some fangirl. I don't want to be lumped together with all the forgettable faces leaning and crying and shoving things over police barriers at Hollywood premieres. Yuck.
But that was the end of my foolish fantasy, and it made me smile. So there. :P
Not one of the books -not even the one that was more geared toward teens- mentioned the fact that Will saw Elizabeth kiss Jack. The novelization DID mention that she kissed him (the kiddie books, "Swann Song" and "The Curse of Davy Jones" did not), but not that Will saw. Actually while the novelization (which may have been the "junior novelization" as I look through the Amazon.com listings) mentioned both the kiss and Elizabeth chaining Jack to the mast, it doesn't mention Jack escaping at all using the lamp oil-- which befuddles me, because how else could Jack have twisted around (a few sentences later) and greeted the Kraken with a smile on his face and a "Hello, beastie"?
None of the books explicitly state whether Jack died or not, but it does mention people thinking "the world was less brighter" without Jack. There's even a part in the novelization that I don't think was in the movie-- Bootstrap Bill watching the Pearl go under, and saying "If anyone could beat the devil, I thought for sure it'd be you." Was that in the movie? I really can't remember. The novelization also neglects to mention that Jack's "death" was NOT the final scene of the movie-- remember, everyone went to Tia Dalma's and met Barbossa, for Pete's sake! That wasn't in the novelization at all! :P
In the kiddie books, they're both "to be continued" in a sense-- skimming the facts and not telling that much about character feelings or reactions. I guess you can't expect much. But I wonder if they had a novelization geared toward an older crowd that I just missed. HMM!
Oh, and the island where Davy Jones' chest was found? It wasn't Corsair, but something like Corsé. I remembered it and then promptly forgot it. If anyone can get the exact name (it's in the books I mentioned above), let me know.
Oh, and worth mentioning-- the books DID mention Elizabeth's dress as white, but those of us who saw the movie (and if you didn't, why are you reading this?) know it wasn't. Off-white, maybe, perhaps more of a gold. Now, I realize religion hasn't played a very big part -if any- in the PotC franchise, but a certain sense of "societal standards" is very plain, and I wonder if it's just a matter of fashion or something that Elizabeth didn't have a genuinely WHITE dress. Assuming she was of Anglican Catholic faith, wouldn't white mean her virginity was intact, and the selection of any other color would slightly imply otherwise? I mean, I'm grasping on threads here, but come on! If Elizabeth and Will planned to be married (and we're not entirely sure of the jump between the end of PotC: CotBP and DMC), I think Elizabeth probably would have jumped Will long before the wedding night. She strikes me as the type who would! ^_~ But then, Will's all proper... (or he WAS. HEH!)
Oh, and Elizabeth was pretty grumpy in DMC about missing her wedding night, hence her anger (in a manner of speaking) at Jack. But still! Heheh.
Ooh, I forgot all about looking for the "Pirateology" book, which I still want. And I neglected to print out my 20% off one book with the purchase of $20 or more coupon, so in total, I spent $70 at Borders tonight (3 manga + 1 free, The Devil Wears Prada soundtrack, 1 necklace of sorts, 1 Bitty Book Light). Ugh, bad, BAD Mer! But I plan on returning the horrendous-ness that is Danielle Steel's latest, "Coming Out." It's drier than the Sahara, I'm telling you. You don't empathize for the characters at all, and they're about as wooden as the trees in my front yard. Worse, I have a feeling I know what's coming, so there's not really any motivation for me to finish the book except to see if I'm right or not. And even if I'm not, I doubt it'll come as a big shock. I'm over halfway through the book, and there's no real conflict (at least, the conflict seems pithy), no drama, no emotional strain. I think Danielle Steel's gotten so full of herself, she doesn't bother writing quality works anymore (oh noes! Anne Rice 2.0!). Some of her past things --especially the steamy romance novels-- were great reads, and you felt BAD about reading something so sinful. This? Waste of $15.
Now, onward to the topic of my post. So as I'm coming home, listening to my "He's a Pirate" remixes as always, and generally being in a giddy, happy mood (<= good movie + popcorn/candy/soda + Borders spree), I remember reading this tidbit about Johnny Depp from the latest issue of "Rolling Stone" ... which is, when Depp randomly gets "sick of LA" (or something to that effect, and either way, I know the feeling), he hops on an Amtrak train and goes wherever. Specifically, San Francisco, or maybe Seattle. I know exactly what train he means, and I've done that same journey before! (Actually, Scott and I were initially thinking about doing the train up to S.F. for this coming week, but we decided against it due to cost. That and after he broke up with me again -if you wanna call it that- I didn't want to bother being in any mode of transportation, comfy or not- with him for 10+ hours. STUCK. Talk about uncomfortable. But now that the ride's 45 minutes on an airplane, I wonder. @_o He's also been flirting with me again lately. Ugh, someone just... *_* I DON'T KNOW!!!) Anyway, back to my fantasy.
So I'm imagining that I'm back from Japan and on the Amtrak train heading up North, at some unspecified point during the year, and Depp decides to go incognito and take the train to get a breather from LA. And there are a variety of seats to choose from on this particular night-time train that we both happen to be on, and there I am, typing away madly on my laptop, listening to something on my iPod (Dead Man's Chest soundtrack, of course), and there are papers spread out all over the seat next to me. So he asks "Is this seat taken?" and as I busily save my work and try to move my stuff at the same time, I knock down the Dead Man's Chest CD (don't ask me why I have it if the songs are on my iPod. And I didn't buy the CD; I bought the iTunes OST with the digital PDF visual guide). He picks it up and smirks, then asks "Pirates of the Caribbean fan?" and I take off my earphones, just to be polite (they were on low anyway; rarely do I blast my music loud enough to NOT hear someone speak to me) and I say "Yup, I'm so excited about the movie coming out [this summer, so it must be some time during 2007], so I'm writing a story for it." (Fanfic or novelization of what I think the 3rd movie will be like, I can't remember. But one of the two.)
And then he asks me to talk about the story, and being the dimwit I am, I go on and on about the story, about what fanfiction is, about why I'm all about Will/Elizabeth, but Jack/Elizabeth has its appeal, and I did read a rather good essay on Jack/Elizabeth/Will (OT3). In the end, he's gotten all quiet and I turn to look at him, all embarrassed that I've gone and railed about this... and then I realize who he is and I turn TOMATO RED (because that always happens when I get embarrassed) and I stop talking altogether. He smirks again and says "Promise not to tell anyone?" and I just nod all dumbly. Then he asks if he can read the story, and I just squeak and let him have my laptop.
I can't remember what happened from there, but then I remember him saying he'll get off in San Francisco too, and I mention my mom works at one of the luxury hotels, and he asks me if I think I can help him get a room at the last minute. So I call mom up and am trying to be incognito that HELLO JOHNNY DEPP IS WALKING RIGHT NEXT TO ME SQUEE and Mom is just "You're nuts. But okay, I'll call people." and I finally manage to cool it, and Johnny thinks it's horribly amusing how "sane" I'm attempting to be, especially after on the train, I managed to gather my wits enough to not squeal and ask for his autograph. That's actually how I envision meeting a celebrity --if I ever do. That is, being calm, cool, and collected. "I am a journalist!" after all or something, and that means doing my job first, not being some fangirl. I don't want to be lumped together with all the forgettable faces leaning and crying and shoving things over police barriers at Hollywood premieres. Yuck.
But that was the end of my foolish fantasy, and it made me smile. So there. :P
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Date: 2006-07-14 03:35 pm (UTC)Want to meet up and go to the baby shower on Sunday together? Let me know wassup!
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Date: 2006-07-14 03:45 pm (UTC)Yes to the going together on Sunday for the Baby Shower. I think I know where it is, but I'd rather go with you just to be sure. Mom said she'd help me get a present, since Saturday night I'm going to be at the Fire Festival.
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Date: 2006-07-14 03:48 pm (UTC)* Superman
* My Super Ex-Girlfriend
* Click (maybe)
* Fast and the Furious 3 (for shits and giggles)
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Date: 2006-07-15 06:05 am (UTC)I didn't know her kissing Jack was any part of a novelization, but I DID hear that she literally BEGGED to kiss Johnny...it was quite interesting.
None-the-less, that was totally my favorite part. ^_^ I wanna watch it again.
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Date: 2006-07-15 08:42 am (UTC)I still like Elizabeth, and I think she'll still end up with Will, but just as many people in the movie (characters) will misunderstand her reasoning as will outside in our world. I don't think she made the best decision, but it was the right one at the time.
Re: the novelizations... I can understand not including the kiss for the kiddie versions of the novelizations (which were the only ones I could find), but I'm surprised in the Junior Novelization that DID have it, it didn't mention at all that Will saw them kiss.