As the world falls down

I don't think anyone will ever understand just how much I love the film the Labyrinth.  I could stand here and recite it word for word right now if you needed me to.  I once actually did that to my friend Paul, in the early hours of the morning after a clubbing session.  I stood by the TV and did the whole thing while it was playing.  The thing was when I was younger, through my mum and my aunts obsession with David Bowie, which then became my obsession with David Bowie, I had to watch anything with him in.  So for me the Labyrinth had everything I ever wanted in a film;  teenage angst, fairies and fantasy, Bowie, Bowie singing and some messed up love story. 

I have to add, my sister was also very keen, and we pretty much wore out the VHS tape we had.  We had the soundtrack on vinyl which we used to play on this really old record player, and it was the first DVD I ever bought when I got a DVD player about ten years ago and the soundtrack was one of the first things I ever put on my iPod in 2003. I listen to it all the time.  I also have the amazing illustration book with all the sketches in by Brian Froud and Terry Jones. I once had an almighty argument with my first ever boyfriend about what the wise man's bird head said crap or prat. Even worse than our eternal Nirvana vs The Beatles rows. I was wrong by the way.  

 Crap or Prat?  I was wrong, but we didn't have subtitle options then

I would even go to far as saying, all of my wedding dress aspirations come from the Sarahs dress in the as the world falls down scene.  The massive 80's hair with silver ivy in it,  lilac makeup, and the dress omfg the dress.

This dress is pure sex I don't care how much it might cost to replicate for my wedding but I want it

Then there is Bowie.  In tight trousers.  Saying things like tra la la in a sexy voice, and asking Sarah if he can be her slave.  She turns him down.  What is actually wrong with her, apart from him being a middle aged man and her about 13 years old.  I would have, I still would.  The man is dressed as an owl for godsake! It is just all too much really.  What a stupid girl.

 

 You don't need to tell me twice you sexy owl Goblin King

So rather than do a spam of Labyrinth screencaps (which you will be able to find on my tumblr later no doubt) whilst listening to the soundtrack, I will get to my point.  Today, my good friend, the mulligan to my ohare and fellow Bowie lover, Sally, showed me this.  A Plush worm from the very beginning of the Labyrinth.   I could not contain my excitement.  Thank god it is payday tomorrow.  Even though the batmobile is going in for its MOT, and I have loads to do this month, that plushy worm is MINE.  You can get your own at thinkgeek.com for $29.99 US Dollaaaahs but please don't all rush at once and make it out of stock.  Here he is in film and then in plushy format.

 Did you say Hello?

 No I said ELLO I AM A PLUSHIE WORM LIMITED EDITION OMGZ

Whilst looking for more crap I don't need to clog my house with that will end up in the loft, I found these beauties on a website called themonstercompany.co.uk that makes replica props from films.  There are loads of things there, but come on, The doorknockers, as doorknockers?!  I would so have these on my front door. Unf. The inner geek has become the outer geek on this post guys. 

Just imagine bowling up to my front door and knocking on these bad boys eh?