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Men in Black III
For Father's Day, I made my dad rhubarb pie (success! except for scorching the top slightly when reheating it, and maybe a tad too much salt in the pastry) and we went to see MIB 3 (MIB III? no).
The movie was basically a showcase for Josh Brolin doing an eerie Tommy Lee Jones impression, Will Smith making terrible-yet-endearing jokes, and some serious fridge logic, but since it was fun and kinda stupid and Kay and Jay were super married,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
inmyriadbits and I inevitably left wanting fic. Namely, post-movie fic in which O removes the fraternization rules and then Kay gets alien-tech!deaged into Josh Brolin (sorry, Tommy Lee Jones, I don't want to think about you having sex. Maybe if you were played by Patrick Stewart or Helen Mirren) and Kay continues to drive Jay crazy by:
a) expanding his musical repertoire to shitty pop music and
b) being all attractive and shit.
The internet will probably oblige me. *waits* And if not, I also genuinely want fic where Kay, Zed, and O take over in the '70s from implied-xenophobic/misogynistic X and revolutionize the MIB, so.... *adds to Yuletide list*
Griffin was adorable and stole every scene he was in. ♥ I also loved in a mean way Andy Warhol/Agent W, and his pleas to have his death faked, because Andy Warhol lived until 1987. Heh.
And now to bed! Pie kept me up until the wee hours, and I be virtuously tired.
The movie was basically a showcase for Josh Brolin doing an eerie Tommy Lee Jones impression, Will Smith making terrible-yet-endearing jokes, and some serious fridge logic, but since it was fun and kinda stupid and Kay and Jay were super married,
inmyriadbits and I inevitably left wanting fic. Namely, post-movie fic in which O removes the fraternization rules and then Kay gets alien-tech!deaged into Josh Brolin (sorry, Tommy Lee Jones, I don't want to think about you having sex. Maybe if you were played by Patrick Stewart or Helen Mirren) and Kay continues to drive Jay crazy by:a) expanding his musical repertoire to shitty pop music and
b) being all attractive and shit.
The internet will probably oblige me. *waits* And if not, I also genuinely want fic where Kay, Zed, and O take over in the '70s from implied-xenophobic/misogynistic X and revolutionize the MIB, so.... *adds to Yuletide list*
Griffin was adorable and stole every scene he was in. ♥ I also loved in a mean way Andy Warhol/Agent W, and his pleas to have his death faked, because Andy Warhol lived until 1987. Heh.
And now to bed! Pie kept me up until the wee hours, and I be virtuously tired.