The Big Damn Movie: Winter Sees Serenity
May. 7th, 2005 04:06 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
winterliveSo, we had this whole plan. We would go to pick up Ely and Ruric from the airport, we'd bring them back to the hotel, get 'em all checked in, go get some nice, leisurely dinner and then go see the movie. It was a good plan. We did, however, fail to take into account the killer cannibalistic midgets that Ely insists are responsible for moving the street signs around, as someone so clearly is.
We made signs that said "Ruric & Ely" (Zane wanted to add 'or hot guys' to the bottom of his, but we wouldn't let him) and we held them up and waited.
And waited.
And accosted random tourists. "Are you Ruric? You're tall!"
We finally found them, roamed around the backwaters of Vegas for five fucking hours trying to find our hotel (okay, ONE fucking hour, but still.) We checked them in, in the sense of them running in, announcing to the concierge that they'd arrived and asking them to hold the baggage, getting keys and running back out. We then tried to find the theatre. (Midgets. They will all pay.) An hour later, we arrive, and go in. We have time for McDonald's and Panda Express. I sit there bouncing in place. Everyone else looks at me like I'm insane.
Why? Because they've never really seen Firefly. I'm the only Firefly fen there. This will be important later.
Because we are, like, the last people in, the only seats are at the very, very front of the theatre. Sucks to be us, but we take our seats. The movie's supposed to start in a couple minutes, and when twenty minutes go by and the - I'm sure - armed federal fucking agents they have in front of the place to make sure we don't take pictures are milling around, waiting on something, just like the cameraman and boom operator...
I wonder, at this point, if we might have a cast member. I'm flailing all over my chair, and Zane, and Sharkie, and they're just like 'dude. We are in Vegas with a raving psychotic. That's nice Winter. Pet pet.' And I'm squealing at Zane that if it's any cast member, that's gonna be cool, but I'll be fine, because ultimately, they're just actors. But if it's Joss, omg, I will omg DIE omg. OMG! He's my HERO, ZANE! EEE! "We know, Winter. Pet pet. It's okay."
And then Joss walks out with Summer Glau, and I just about lose my mind. (To the front of the theatre! Where we are sitting in the first motherfucking row!) The whole theatre stands and applauds and whistles and screams and hollers for long minutes, me included. When we all sit down, they talk, and I'm sitting there near hyperventilating with my hands over my mouth, and the coolest thing? I'm a couple feet from my fucking HERO. *gasp wheeze cough gasp* Joss is tiny and elfin. I mean he's SHORT, and almost willowy. David Boreanaz must have dwarfed him, leik whoa. The man has also lost serious weight. His hair is exceptionally red and curly, and he is a fanboy. Everything you've heard is so very, very true. Summer could be blown away by a stiff breeze, and has a smile half the size of her head. She is a sweetheart.
They talked to us for a fair while, Joss cracking jokes and barely managing to not cry. This movie is his child, and he is justifiably nervous about how it will be recieved, but nobody loves it more than he does. My memory of exactly what he said is pretty sketchy, I gotta say - I was trying not to jump up and hug him. The short of it, though, was that he loves the movie, he hopes so hard that we all like it and that he goddamn loves us Browncoats like... like unstoppable. Like we're all married. Like he loves the show, like we're *part* of his show. Like he asked God for us and we fucking showed. And that he could not be more grateful to us if we had saved his life. The love was so thick in the room, I can't even tell you.
"Thank you." "Thank YOU!"
Then the lights went down and the movie came up - Joss on screen, introducing it at first, saying pretty much the same thing. He loves the movie, he loves us, we're all part of this. Also, this: "If you like the movie, then please, tell someone. Tell EVERYONE. And if you didn't like the movie, then think of this as 'quiet' time, for careful, silent reflection."
We watched the movie.
The lights came up, we stood, we applauded, we answered questions with applause: how many people were from out of town? How many people were from out of the COUNTRY? Who was your favorite character? What were your favorite lines?
Joss and Summer came out again. Movie had been over for about a half an hour and nobody even THOUGHT of leaving the theatre. They sat down at a table and signed 8x11 glossy cardboard things that had logos and shit for Serenity on 'em. Zane tells me they might be "advertising cards"? Anyway. They were nice enough to sign my copy of the Tao Te Ching instead. I told Joss that he was my hero, because he is. He makes TV shows and movies for me, for my kind of brain, entertaining and smart. I love him for it. I left, on shaky knees, shellshocked and awed and giddy.
Now, here's the best part. You guys ready?
I dragged five non-Firefly fans with me to that movie. About half of them are gonna go home and buy the DVDs of the show and watch them, and I guarantee you that they're gonna love it like I do. They'll be Browncoats within the week, and when the Big Damn Movie comes out, they're going, and they're gonna drag others with them.
I love my show. I love my fandom. And I love Serenity. When you see it, you'll know how much I mean by that. Until then, just believe me when I tell you that you've gotta go see it, go get the DVDs of the show and go be a freaking Browncoat. If you love it half as much as I do, you won't be sorry.
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Date: 2005-05-08 01:53 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2005-05-08 04:48 am (UTC)I really miss my lickboy. *sighs*
Ok. WTF is that? A Tribble on fucking crack?!?
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Date: 2005-05-08 09:25 am (UTC)*giggles* We'll return your lickboy in one piece, we promise! Today, Mark, Jon, Seth and Greg ran down to the Stratosphere, and Jon and Greg went on all the rides while Seth and Mark pointed and laughed and made plans to call their moms if they DIED. *g*
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Date: 2005-05-08 04:15 am (UTC)SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
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Date: 2005-05-09 08:55 pm (UTC)*tugs at shirttails*
You. Joss. No fair.
*falls over and cries*
Damn co-workers are looking at me funny again. And there is going to be SUCH a big crowd of us going when the big release comes out. How many rows do you think we can fill with our friends alone?
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Date: 2005-05-11 02:24 pm (UTC)JOSS! *twirls madly* *pets autograph reverently*
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Date: 2005-05-10 08:40 am (UTC)And I get to see it in 16 days. Holy fucking wow.
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Date: 2005-05-11 06:56 am (UTC)And... you saw the movie! And met Joss!
I know we're all polite and Canadian and everything, but can I hug you and stuff?
Wow!
And, Joss!
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Date: 2005-05-11 02:32 pm (UTC)And yes, including the word "Joss" in every sentence? Pretty much me coming out of the theatre. *beams*