I know, someday I'll actually post a post when I said I would. And on that day fire will fall from the sky, pigs will fly and my boy will finally pick up his socks.
HI! Excuse the incredibly cringy title. I hope you all had a glorious Christmas and a wonderful New Year! I hope you ate too much food, slept through all of the Christmas TV specials and made many New Year's Resolutions that you'll have forgotten about come February. I had lots of very exciting posts planned out buuuuttttt then I didn't write them, so there's that. Just know they were very interesting and you would've loved them.
This isn't a filmy type post, but it is to do with where I want this little space of the internet I can call my own (for a small annual fee) to go. 2014 was, in basic terms, a really shitty year. Like, super shitty. I lost two of the most important people in my life, who I loved and adored like it was nobody's business. It made December a rough month. A month I have always looked forward to more than anything became something to dread because I knew come Christmas, two pieces of my family puzzle were missing and that was hard for me to take. Very confusingly though, at the same time I was so excited because it was my first Christmas with Stefan. I don't mean like our first Christmas ever because we've been together for hella long, I mean it was out first Christmas in our flat, with a tree and presents and a big dinner. We decided to have our own Christmas away from home before heading back because we knew how hard it would be to go back home and carry on like everything was fine. So this was our little piece of Christmas heaven. And it was. It was, without a doubt, one of the best, happiest days of my whole entire life because the love of a lifetime asked me to marry him! I told him I'd think about it, but after like an hour I thought 'why not?!' (I'm totally kidding, I cried like an absolute MOFO and threw myself at him. Even I was a little embarrassed, poor lad didn't see it coming!). So we went home and a Christmas I had been panicking about and stressing about, turned out to be one of the happiest, yet most bittersweet experiences of my life.
After that life update, onto the blog/resolution business. Every year I make resolutions, and every single year I fail miserably. I don't know why, maybe I'm just too stubborn for my own good. As soon as someone tells me I have to do something, I immediately rebel and do EVERYTHING ELSE. This year, I've decided to not do resolutions and instead set goals, which is all very Pinterest/Tumblr/Instagram of me, but that shit is happening anyway. I figure a goal is something that I can work towards, not something I have to achieve in a year, something that will benefit me in the long run. At least, that's what I'm telling myself! So, this all brings me to the blogging bit. From the start of my blog, I knew I wanted to talk about films. I love films, films make me happy; they give me passion and they give me something to work towards. Buuuttttt they aren't the only thing I love. I love television (even I'm amazed at how many shows I can watch in a go), I love books, I love music, I love makeup and I love writing. I also love interior design and decorating, but I'm not sure how I'd fit that into the blog haha. I have been incredibly lax on actually posting this year, and I think it's because I have limited myself to a small focus. Films are something I can, and have, talked about for hours, but I'm not sure that my babbling is entertaining to that many people? So I'd like to branch out into other things I love and hopefully bring more people into the Becca Button world. Because I'll be frank, that is an aim for this year, I want to make this year the year my blog grows and becomes something I can be proud of. I know the last thing the internet needs is another beauty blog (although I freaking LOVE reading them), but I am VERY dedicated to makeup. Too dedicated, according to my bank balance.
I hope you come along for this new year trying new things and I hope you enjoy them! And if you have an suggestions of things you'd like to see, you can drop me a comment below, or find me at any of my social media at the side. OR you can email me, which you can find under Contact. Have a fabulous day you wonderful people, be nice and be kind :).
Becca xo
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Hi!
I have mentioned before I have a teeny tiny addiction to Netflix. Like, miniscule. Or, okay, a huge massive addiction. Worryingly so. Currently I am happily working my way through pretty much everything that doesn't make me want to throw up. And a few that do. So welcome to a new feature on the blog! (I have to make use of the many, many, many films that I have now seen.) I am going to pop a review up of some of the gems (ha!) that I've seen.
Today's 'gem' is LOL, and yes, that is the actual name. And I'll not lie, this film is bad. Like, really bad. What it should really be called is Why Miley Cyrus Should Stick To Twerking/Singing. And I'm not normally one to advocate anyone twerking, especially if it's Miley.
The film is a remake of the French film of the same name and follows a teenage girl called Lola, whose nickname is 'Lol'. Which is just ridiculous because she has a face on her like a slapped arse THE ENTIRE FILM. Anyway, the film follows 'Lol' and her wild and wacky adventures as she tangles with boys and her mum. After apparently being MADLY in love with a boy, she is devastated when he tells her (in the most unintentionally hilarious scene I've seen in a while) that he has cheated. But not to worry! She's always had an uncomfortably close relationship to his bff who's also her bff so she just switches onto him instead. Which takes all of 5 minutes. Character development? Plot Development? Psshhh, who needs that when we have attractive teenagers talking about sex! While 'Lol' is dealing with these very important issues, her Mum is being 'hip' and 'cool' whilst also telling her daughter not to do everything that she herself is doing. This movie is baffling, hilarious and infuriating. And bad. Really, really bad. I might add it to my Hate-Watch list, the highest honour I can give to a terrible film. Miley will be so happy.
The main problem is obvious from the beginning of the film. Nobody can act. Literally everybody, with maybe the exception of the blonde bff whose name I can't remember (not a great sign), has forgotten how to act. Miley might have a great singing voice but her facial expressions are either 'This is as happy as I get' or 'Engage: Pout Mode'. Both of which get used excessively in this film. Miley isn't the only culprit though. Demi Moore, who's been doing the acting thing for a while, looks like she's completely forgotten how to move her face.
No amount of Oscar-worthy acting could save the characters (or story) though. Everyone is very annoying and for a film trying to tell me that these lads were the bestest friends the world has ever seen, nobody seemed to really like each other. And Miley's 2nd bff just disappeared after about 2 minutes screentime. Everyone acts totally inexplicably and I'm not entirely sure why Miley was so in love with the first boyfriend, because he is a raging toolbag. And really, 'Lol' is far too annoying to be around for longer than 5 minutes. Basically, I hated pretty much everyone in this film. Especially 'Lol', who keeps the weirdest shit in her diary, which she hides under her bed wrapped up in her Mum's cardigan and then is confused when her Mum finds it. No teenager is that stupid. And I sincerely hope no teenager is sticking condom wrappers in their diary. Because that's really weird.
This is a very confusing film to aim at teenagers. It is all about sex, drugs and boys--topics that are all increasingly relevant in a modern society, but pretty much the main message seems to be 'look! Miley's smoking weed and doing sex! Isn't she lovable and cool?! And Demi Moore has a joint too! We're so edgy'. I'm not a prude by any stretch, but the film doesn't actually seem to have much of a social commentary other than...well, I don't actually know. One of the characters loses her virginity to another who is deemed 'uncool' therefore she is to be ashamed. But don't worry about it, she only did it as a practice run! And to gloss over this less than savoury note, she ends up going out with him and it is never mentioned again. If you're going to aim a film about sex at teenagers, at least give them something more to take away other than 'Douglas Booth is a babe' or 'Miley does drugs and has sex, she's my idol'.
On the plus side, Miley does not once do that weird tongue thing she keeps doing. Plus 10 points for Miley!
Alright! I'll leave it there for tonight, I hope you enjoyed reading my rant about why Miley should staahhpppp it. If you want to keep up with any other ramblings, you can find me on Twitter, Facebook and Instagram, links are all on the sidebar, I'd love to see you there! I hope you're all well and I will talk to you soon :).
Becca x
