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[alwaysbclosing.livejournal.com]

You look like a Kurosawa man.

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[growsowngoats.livejournal.com]

I...do?

[Have a small, amused Scottish woman.]

[alwaysbclosing.livejournal.com]

...Well. When I say man, I don't mean man, since you are obviously a woman. A very pretty woman, too.

[Have a short laugh and a doofy grin]

But.

[He points his finger at her, not accusingly, just as emphasis]

Yes. And let me tell you why. Kurosawa? He's a very artsy guy -- he trained as a painter before he went into directing, did you know that? -- very creative. Everything he does just flows, one thing to the other to the next, it's choreographed perfectly. Now, I don't claim to know you -- I've never met you before in my life -- but I would bet you dollars to donuts that you have a healthy appreciation for that cinematic ambiance. Am I right, or am I right?

[growsowngoats.livejournal.com]

[A very pronounced blush creeps onto her cheeks when he calls her pretty.]

That sounds mighty nice indeed. I don't think I've ever seen one of his films, actually. And I definitely didn't know about him being trained as a painter.

[alwaysbclosing.livejournal.com]

"Seven Samurai". Do it up. Hands down, a classic. Fun fact: it was the inspiration for "The Magnificent Seven". And I'm talking the original "Magnificent Seven", not that TV show they came out with almost 30 years later.

[He counts off on his fingers, leaning towards her in his clear enthusiasm for the topic as he really starts to warm to it]

John Sturges, Yul Brenner, Charles motherfucking Bronson, Steve McQueen...Also a classic.

[speaks-chipmunk.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I know! Thanks!

[Kronk pretended he knew what that was. He wasn't very good at... pretending stuff.]

[alwaysbclosing.livejournal.com]

[He holds out his fist for a bump]

Right on, brother. I knew it. What's your favorite?

[speaks-chipmunk.livejournal.com]

[Did you really want to fist bump Kronk. Luckily... he knew that a fist bump wasn't the same as punching someone into the next room. So you got a very CAREFUL fist bump.]

...Uh. Chipmunks.

[dreamsof-dark.livejournal.com]

A... black swamp man? No, I do not live in a swamp, I believe...

[alwaysbclosing.livejournal.com]

[Blink. Blink. whuttt]

No, no. Not...whatever you're talking about. Swamps. I don't know. Kurosawa, the director?

[dreamsof-dark.livejournal.com]

...A man, called Black Swamp?

[He smiles.]

What a funny name. What does he direct? Battles?

[twitchytedbear.livejournal.com]

Of course I do. [He doesn't know what that is. BIG SMILE in place.] Will you be needing anything else, sir?

[alwaysbclosing.livejournal.com]

...You don't have a fucking clue what I just said, do you.

[twitchytedbear.livejournal.com]

Not a clue, sir.

[growsowngoats.livejournal.com]

I...do?

[Have a small, amused Scottish woman.]

[alwaysbclosing.livejournal.com]

...Well. When I say man, I don't mean man, since you are obviously a woman. A very pretty woman, too.

[Have a short laugh and a doofy grin]

But.

[He points his finger at her, not accusingly, just as emphasis]

Yes. And let me tell you why. Kurosawa? He's a very artsy guy -- he trained as a painter before he went into directing, did you know that? -- very creative. Everything he does just flows, one thing to the other to the next, it's choreographed perfectly. Now, I don't claim to know you -- I've never met you before in my life -- but I would bet you dollars to donuts that you have a healthy appreciation for that cinematic ambiance. Am I right, or am I right?

[growsowngoats.livejournal.com]

[A very pronounced blush creeps onto her cheeks when he calls her pretty.]

That sounds mighty nice indeed. I don't think I've ever seen one of his films, actually. And I definitely didn't know about him being trained as a painter.

[speaks-chipmunk.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I know! Thanks!

[Kronk pretended he knew what that was. He wasn't very good at... pretending stuff.]

[alwaysbclosing.livejournal.com]

[He holds out his fist for a bump]

Right on, brother. I knew it. What's your favorite?

[speaks-chipmunk.livejournal.com]

[Did you really want to fist bump Kronk. Luckily... he knew that a fist bump wasn't the same as punching someone into the next room. So you got a very CAREFUL fist bump.]

...Uh. Chipmunks.

[dreamsof-dark.livejournal.com]

A... black swamp man? No, I do not live in a swamp, I believe...

[alwaysbclosing.livejournal.com]

[Blink. Blink. whuttt]

No, no. Not...whatever you're talking about. Swamps. I don't know. Kurosawa, the director?

[dreamsof-dark.livejournal.com]

...A man, called Black Swamp?

[He smiles.]

What a funny name. What does he direct? Battles?

[twitchytedbear.livejournal.com]

Of course I do. [He doesn't know what that is. BIG SMILE in place.] Will you be needing anything else, sir?

[alwaysbclosing.livejournal.com]

...You don't have a fucking clue what I just said, do you.

[twitchytedbear.livejournal.com]

Not a clue, sir.