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A few Serenity-related things I want to get off my chest. Spoilers in the first one, so highlight the white text to read it. And if you don't care or don't want to read about Serenity, stop now.
1) I've been reading about how "shocking" and "dramatic" it was when [highlight] the "I am a leaf on the wind" guy (I forget his name) died out of nowhere from a huge spike impaling him through the front of the ship. I'll admit it was shocking, but dramatic? Hardly. It's just a cheap directorial trick of Joss Whedon to make people go "Oh wow, I TOTALLY DID NOT EXPECT THAT, this movie is playing really serious and it now rocks my socks."
It would be one thing if the TV series was going to continue after, and the death of this guy would have major ramifications. But since it was CANCELLED, the death means absolutely nothing at all.
To illustrate, let's take the hugely popular Star Wars movies (original three) and look at the death of Obi-Wan Kenobi. He dies in a meaningful, heroic way that makes people remember it. That's good storytelling. It would not be good storytelling if Lucas had had Kenobi walking around on the ground and suddenly die from a brain aneurysm. That would be retarded.
2) Gotta love (and by this I mean "roll your eyes and groan") how the bad guy in the movie has this big paralyzing death grip move which we learn spells instant death, and when he goes to use it on the hero, the hero just shrugs it off and babbles some nonsense about how his nerves don't work right or something. What? Uh, okay. Might as well have just had the bad guy chop his head off and then watch in shock as the hero's body walks over and picks up the head, which says "Oh, didn't I mention? I'm actually a robot. Haha joke's on you! OIL IS MY BLOOD!!!!"
3) I was thinking where Whedon would look as a director next. He's done the Sci-Fi angle with Buffy, and now he's done the Space adventure. What would appeal to geeks next? Comic books, I thought. And then it hit me. PLEASE OH PLEASE, do not let Whedon grab the reins for a future Spider-Man movie. Because YOU KNOW it would have a scene where Mary Jane goes apeshit on some thugs or punks or maybe even Mysterio and beats them up with punches, kicks, and badly-faked karate. You know it's true.
(Yes, this was just a way for me to further emphasize my utter disgust at the way Whedon turned his very popular Starship Cowboy-themed series into what was essentially "Buffy in Space.")
[posted by Rades at 9:06 PM] LINK ||
1) I've been reading about how "shocking" and "dramatic" it was when [highlight] the "I am a leaf on the wind" guy (I forget his name) died out of nowhere from a huge spike impaling him through the front of the ship. I'll admit it was shocking, but dramatic? Hardly. It's just a cheap directorial trick of Joss Whedon to make people go "Oh wow, I TOTALLY DID NOT EXPECT THAT, this movie is playing really serious and it now rocks my socks."
It would be one thing if the TV series was going to continue after, and the death of this guy would have major ramifications. But since it was CANCELLED, the death means absolutely nothing at all.
To illustrate, let's take the hugely popular Star Wars movies (original three) and look at the death of Obi-Wan Kenobi. He dies in a meaningful, heroic way that makes people remember it. That's good storytelling. It would not be good storytelling if Lucas had had Kenobi walking around on the ground and suddenly die from a brain aneurysm. That would be retarded.
2) Gotta love (and by this I mean "roll your eyes and groan") how the bad guy in the movie has this big paralyzing death grip move which we learn spells instant death, and when he goes to use it on the hero, the hero just shrugs it off and babbles some nonsense about how his nerves don't work right or something. What? Uh, okay. Might as well have just had the bad guy chop his head off and then watch in shock as the hero's body walks over and picks up the head, which says "Oh, didn't I mention? I'm actually a robot. Haha joke's on you! OIL IS MY BLOOD!!!!"
3) I was thinking where Whedon would look as a director next. He's done the Sci-Fi angle with Buffy, and now he's done the Space adventure. What would appeal to geeks next? Comic books, I thought. And then it hit me. PLEASE OH PLEASE, do not let Whedon grab the reins for a future Spider-Man movie. Because YOU KNOW it would have a scene where Mary Jane goes apeshit on some thugs or punks or maybe even Mysterio and beats them up with punches, kicks, and badly-faked karate. You know it's true.
(Yes, this was just a way for me to further emphasize my utter disgust at the way Whedon turned his very popular Starship Cowboy-themed series into what was essentially "Buffy in Space.")
[posted by Rades at 9:06 PM] LINK ||
Good times with Shaun this weekend, Friday he tried out the new Matrix game for ps2, which completely sucked ass, then got moderately cooler, but then settled at a level of mediocrity. My ps2 at one point froze which pissed us off, until I rattled it against the TV stand violently which immediately solved the problem.
Saturday Shaun was apparently drunk or high on some form of exotic fern or something. After some disastrous misadventures in Burger King, we hacked around for a while at home, then started sending MSN Voice Clips to people, which led into an impromptu half-session radio show, in which we asked the timeless question, which would win in a fight to the death, a hippo or a rhino? The hippo got off to an early lead in votes, but the rhino caught up and tied the score. We asked my brother for the tiebreaking vote, but he said "giraffe" so that was no help.
Then that night we decided to go to Kelowna, partly for something to do but mainly to meet this girl Shaun had been talking to online for a while. Turns out Kelowna's a lot closer than I realized. So we got there and phoned them and there was no answer, so we killed time by driving randomly around town and getting lost. We eventually met up with her and her friend at the Chapters Starbucks. I there discovered that you can get any Starbucks coffee as an iced coffee. I also discovered that not all coffees make good iced coffees. A caramel macchiatto works well hot - the heat dissolves or mixes the caramel or whatever, I suppose. But in iced form it kind of just lumps and semi-solidifies. It was still okay but definitely an odd drink experience.
After chilling there for a bit, we headed back, played some games and then watched Four Brothers, though Shaun today could not remember the ending, despite his being fully awake and conscious while we watched it.
[posted by Rades at 3:41 PM] LINK ||
Saturday Shaun was apparently drunk or high on some form of exotic fern or something. After some disastrous misadventures in Burger King, we hacked around for a while at home, then started sending MSN Voice Clips to people, which led into an impromptu half-session radio show, in which we asked the timeless question, which would win in a fight to the death, a hippo or a rhino? The hippo got off to an early lead in votes, but the rhino caught up and tied the score. We asked my brother for the tiebreaking vote, but he said "giraffe" so that was no help.
Then that night we decided to go to Kelowna, partly for something to do but mainly to meet this girl Shaun had been talking to online for a while. Turns out Kelowna's a lot closer than I realized. So we got there and phoned them and there was no answer, so we killed time by driving randomly around town and getting lost. We eventually met up with her and her friend at the Chapters Starbucks. I there discovered that you can get any Starbucks coffee as an iced coffee. I also discovered that not all coffees make good iced coffees. A caramel macchiatto works well hot - the heat dissolves or mixes the caramel or whatever, I suppose. But in iced form it kind of just lumps and semi-solidifies. It was still okay but definitely an odd drink experience.
After chilling there for a bit, we headed back, played some games and then watched Four Brothers, though Shaun today could not remember the ending, despite his being fully awake and conscious while we watched it.
[posted by Rades at 3:41 PM] LINK ||
Just got back from our staff Christmas Party. Yep, in November. Don't ask me why. It was a thing at a golf course lounge, EXTREMELY good food and some free drinks. Yay free booze! It was semi-formal so it was neat to see everyone looking all dressy and nice instead of resigned-to-work attire. And the food was unreal. A feast if ever there was one.
Everyone got one prize guaranteed, I got some Tim Horton's special coffee and two mugs, and two Vernon Vipers hockey tickets. I would have checked them out but the game was Sunday, and I'm headed to the loops tomorrow morning till Sunday eve, so I gave them away. I tried to trade my stuff for a model car (no purpose, just a car, so naturally I wanted it from the get-go) but it was already spoken for.
When my name was pulled Kevin announced "Michael Buble" (pronounced boobley) which is the name one of the women at work, Lynnaya, immediately bestowed upon me, on like my second day of work. I have since found out that "Michael Buble" is some kind of singer, and that Shaun knows who he is.
Kevin also refused to give any of the female staff their prize unless they kissed him on the cheek. Not surprisingly, he was the one who later engaged in a one-man karaoke show, much to the groans and boos coming from the tables.
Renee was the last drawn name, and won four green fee coupons for Predator Ridge, a super expensive and high-class golf course here. What a weird name for a golf course, huh? Immediately after she sat down, Mark (the publisher, whose prize was a single mug and coffee pack and a weird single-mug "warmer") came over and tried to trade his stuff for the tickets. He then left, but returned a moment later upping his offer with a lamp he stole off his table. She ended up trading the tix for some genuinely nice jewellery someone else had won. Diamonds earrings and etc.
So grand prize time, I really would not have minded any of them, but especially a camcorder/digital camera (it actually had two lenses, one for each purpose, which I had never seen before). "Michael Buble!!" was announced though, for a handheld tape recorder, like the kind reporters use. Good thing I do a lot of reporting. =P Still good though, I've wanted one for a while to carry with me to record random thoughts.
[posted by Rades at 11:59 PM] LINK ||
Everyone got one prize guaranteed, I got some Tim Horton's special coffee and two mugs, and two Vernon Vipers hockey tickets. I would have checked them out but the game was Sunday, and I'm headed to the loops tomorrow morning till Sunday eve, so I gave them away. I tried to trade my stuff for a model car (no purpose, just a car, so naturally I wanted it from the get-go) but it was already spoken for.
When my name was pulled Kevin announced "Michael Buble" (pronounced boobley) which is the name one of the women at work, Lynnaya, immediately bestowed upon me, on like my second day of work. I have since found out that "Michael Buble" is some kind of singer, and that Shaun knows who he is.
Kevin also refused to give any of the female staff their prize unless they kissed him on the cheek. Not surprisingly, he was the one who later engaged in a one-man karaoke show, much to the groans and boos coming from the tables.
Renee was the last drawn name, and won four green fee coupons for Predator Ridge, a super expensive and high-class golf course here. What a weird name for a golf course, huh? Immediately after she sat down, Mark (the publisher, whose prize was a single mug and coffee pack and a weird single-mug "warmer") came over and tried to trade his stuff for the tickets. He then left, but returned a moment later upping his offer with a lamp he stole off his table. She ended up trading the tix for some genuinely nice jewellery someone else had won. Diamonds earrings and etc.
So grand prize time, I really would not have minded any of them, but especially a camcorder/digital camera (it actually had two lenses, one for each purpose, which I had never seen before). "Michael Buble!!" was announced though, for a handheld tape recorder, like the kind reporters use. Good thing I do a lot of reporting. =P Still good though, I've wanted one for a while to carry with me to record random thoughts.
[posted by Rades at 11:59 PM] LINK ||
Finally, that awful screaming noise is gone. Rejoice!
People I Hate:
- Ashlee Simpson (just too many reasons)
- Jack Black (utter contempt)
- Paris Hilton (but who doesn't? she almost doesn't count)
- Kirsten Dunst (cold, cruel bitch)
Ashlee Simpson drunk and asking people to kiss her feet in McDonalds
Jack Black, amazingly enough, is the one I hate least of all. Mostly because he goes and does the things I hate him for (make awful music, play the same character in every single movie he's ever been in) but then I never hear from him otherwise. I know he's in King Kong, so I'm not going to go see it. But do I hear about him? Do I hear him babble about giant monkeys and how wicked they are and how he'd want a giant monkey - all of which I would fully expect him to say? No, I do not. By the way, have you seen The Jackal? Favourite Jack Black movie ever. Because he gets shot and killed by a giant land cannon manned by Bruce Willis.
Paris Hilton hadn't been in the news for a while. So she went and bought a monkey. Moving on...
Kirsten Dunst said a while back that she won't do more than the three Spider-Man movies she signed on for, "unless they pay me an exorbitant amount of money." It's nice to know that she's so dedicated to her fans. And I suppose $6 million doesn't qualify as an "exorbitant" amount of money.
People Who Might/Probably Hate Me:
- The girl who writes that Sexy in Milwaukee blog I linked a while back
- Lindsay Henderson, a girl obsessed with a computer game Ragnarok Online, and fell in love with Jeremy online and freaked when we "abandoned" her
- The dad who found my site after I posted pictures of his ugly child
- Nick
- The guy who hacked into my eBay account before I caught him, located him, and reported him to ebay's fraud department
- People looking for the Ranch Tooth commercials and instead finding my odd, screaming blog
[posted by Rades at 2:59 AM] LINK ||
People I Hate:
- Ashlee Simpson (just too many reasons)
- Jack Black (utter contempt)
- Paris Hilton (but who doesn't? she almost doesn't count)
- Kirsten Dunst (cold, cruel bitch)
Ashlee Simpson drunk and asking people to kiss her feet in McDonalds
Jack Black, amazingly enough, is the one I hate least of all. Mostly because he goes and does the things I hate him for (make awful music, play the same character in every single movie he's ever been in) but then I never hear from him otherwise. I know he's in King Kong, so I'm not going to go see it. But do I hear about him? Do I hear him babble about giant monkeys and how wicked they are and how he'd want a giant monkey - all of which I would fully expect him to say? No, I do not. By the way, have you seen The Jackal? Favourite Jack Black movie ever. Because he gets shot and killed by a giant land cannon manned by Bruce Willis.
Paris Hilton hadn't been in the news for a while. So she went and bought a monkey. Moving on...
Kirsten Dunst said a while back that she won't do more than the three Spider-Man movies she signed on for, "unless they pay me an exorbitant amount of money." It's nice to know that she's so dedicated to her fans. And I suppose $6 million doesn't qualify as an "exorbitant" amount of money.
People Who Might/Probably Hate Me:
- The girl who writes that Sexy in Milwaukee blog I linked a while back
- Lindsay Henderson, a girl obsessed with a computer game Ragnarok Online, and fell in love with Jeremy online and freaked when we "abandoned" her
- The dad who found my site after I posted pictures of his ugly child
- Nick
- The guy who hacked into my eBay account before I caught him, located him, and reported him to ebay's fraud department
- People looking for the Ranch Tooth commercials and instead finding my odd, screaming blog
[posted by Rades at 2:59 AM] LINK ||
