Lewis King.

So I have too many things to be excited about in my life, lots of interesting projects coming up, lots of nice new people to meet and talk to, lots of amazing times to be had. I’ve finally found the strength to move on, and it’s a great feeling, I’m free, and I’m excited. Good for me. 

Tim Burton is back with Alice in Wonderland, or should I say “underland”? with his first fully 3D flick. It’s certainly one to see, even in 2D. The film starts with Alice heading back to wonderland, after running off from a proposal with the very 20th century excuse of “I need a minute.” Following a rabbit back to the depths of her past, Alice is said to be the wrong Alice as she doesn’t remember anything about the past experiences, other than the dream she has had every night since she was 6. 

Beautiful costume design is here once again, with Johnny Depp’s Mad Hatter having some of the most incredible makeup and hat I’ve ever seen. Mia Wasilkowska plays a brilliant Alice, and at one point, has this dress and it’s the most stunning thing I’ve seen in a while.

The film relies on some knowledge of the past films, but basically, since Alice left Wonderland last time, the Red Queen (played by a brilliant Helena Bonham Carter with an unusually large head which is the center of many jokes in the film, some hilarious)

If you haven’t seen it, I really recommend you do. Tim Burton is amazing, the cast are brilliant and the costume design is outstanding. 4.5/5.

You don’t know it, but I think I’m falling for you, you bring me from the depths of my sorrow and you know what makes me laugh. I think I’m falling for you.

Everyone was posting something about last night, so here we go. My night started with a trip to the station, where I was walking across the car-park and confronted by a kid from school. He shouted, (apparently I’d called him a pig, after he’d said my hair was shit) School is pathetic. Anyway, I’m confronted and punched twice, in the jaw, in the nose. I push him away and get to the station where I start bleeding, lots. Walking to the toilets I see a friend, and I clear myself up, walking back through the station with my favorite drink, (Red bull is a god-send) A train pulls up from Stansted, and the rest of the people I was meant to be meeting arrived, and saw the damage, they pursued the boy but nothing happened.

We went to see Buster Shuffle and Matt Horne, they were both rather good, and the music took away the pain. The thing that brought it back again was seeing Laura, I wanted a really good night, away from all the shit that has happened in the past 3 weeks, but there you go, I don’t deserve one apparently.

Depressed, hurting and bleeding, I had a really great night. Thanks to those who tried to cheer me up, I don’t deserve you.

It’s so innovative, it looks like magic.