Friday, July 27, 2007
My mom!
My mom is HERE! In Texas! To LIVE!
We picked her up from the airport last night.
Her first "welcome to Texas"moment: First, she caught the Lori disease and her luggage didn't make it on her plane, so we went to Bennigan's for some dinner to wait for the next Vegas flight to come in, hopefully with her luggage, and I had the A/C blasting in Shaak Ti so when she got out of the car, her glasses were fogged up.
She was like "Whoa! My glasses are fogging up! What gives?"
Welcome to Texas, ma. And your first experience with humidity.
I can't wait until she drinks out of her first glass with ice and it starts DRIPPING with condensation. That was MY first "welcome to Texas" moment.
We picked her up from the airport last night.
Her first "welcome to Texas"moment: First, she caught the Lori disease and her luggage didn't make it on her plane, so we went to Bennigan's for some dinner to wait for the next Vegas flight to come in, hopefully with her luggage, and I had the A/C blasting in Shaak Ti so when she got out of the car, her glasses were fogged up.
She was like "Whoa! My glasses are fogging up! What gives?"
Welcome to Texas, ma. And your first experience with humidity.
I can't wait until she drinks out of her first glass with ice and it starts DRIPPING with condensation. That was MY first "welcome to Texas" moment.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Thriller...
Filipino Prison Style.
I wonder if they held auditions. I also wonder if the girl part was sought after or if someone had to draw the "drag" stick.
I wonder if they held auditions. I also wonder if the girl part was sought after or if someone had to draw the "drag" stick.
Monday, July 23, 2007
Can it really be over?
So guess what I did this weekend? Probably the same thing a LOT of you did. I read the seventh and final installment of the epic tale of Harry Potter (to quote the dust jacket).
I actually stayed awake until midnight to purchase it on Friday night, which is a rare feat for me these days, Noodle likes to go to bed EARLY. But I was not as cool as some of my friends and rather than hit a Barnes & Noble, I got mine at my local grocery store.
I read one chapter of it and then immediately passed out.
For the remainder of the weekend I pored over the pages of the last look into the life of Harry Potter. I won't give any spoilers because I'm not a JERK and know that not EVERYONE had the weekend to give away to finishing the book. Chris hasn't even had time to read the 6th one yet! So I won't give anything away. BUT, I was crying within the first 60 pages, and then several more times throughout the weekend. Yes, people died, many lived, and it was a wild ride.
It ended with things going the way that I had hoped they would, with still many twists that I didn't see coming. Thank you, J.K. Rowling, for continuing to amaze me with your elegant prose and getting kids (and many adults) excited about reading again.
How many other 800 page books are kids begging their parents to stay up until midnight for and devoting 10 years of their young lives to? Not very many, I bet I can count them on one hand.
The journey has ended, thankfully we still have two more movie adaptations to look forward to, and I only hope that they continue to do them justice, as each of the five previous have done.
It was very hard coming to the last page knowing that there was no more. But I cry at the drop of a hat these days, and it felt good to have a reason for my waterworks for a change.
Goodbye Harry, thanks for allowing us this intimate look inside your life. Let the story of your tragic existence give children a chance to flex their imaginative muscles for many years to come.
I actually stayed awake until midnight to purchase it on Friday night, which is a rare feat for me these days, Noodle likes to go to bed EARLY. But I was not as cool as some of my friends and rather than hit a Barnes & Noble, I got mine at my local grocery store.
I read one chapter of it and then immediately passed out.
For the remainder of the weekend I pored over the pages of the last look into the life of Harry Potter. I won't give any spoilers because I'm not a JERK and know that not EVERYONE had the weekend to give away to finishing the book. Chris hasn't even had time to read the 6th one yet! So I won't give anything away. BUT, I was crying within the first 60 pages, and then several more times throughout the weekend. Yes, people died, many lived, and it was a wild ride.
It ended with things going the way that I had hoped they would, with still many twists that I didn't see coming. Thank you, J.K. Rowling, for continuing to amaze me with your elegant prose and getting kids (and many adults) excited about reading again.
How many other 800 page books are kids begging their parents to stay up until midnight for and devoting 10 years of their young lives to? Not very many, I bet I can count them on one hand.
The journey has ended, thankfully we still have two more movie adaptations to look forward to, and I only hope that they continue to do them justice, as each of the five previous have done.
It was very hard coming to the last page knowing that there was no more. But I cry at the drop of a hat these days, and it felt good to have a reason for my waterworks for a change.
Goodbye Harry, thanks for allowing us this intimate look inside your life. Let the story of your tragic existence give children a chance to flex their imaginative muscles for many years to come.
Thursday, July 19, 2007
It's Coming Up... It's Coming Up...
It's NOODLE!
Yes, it's official. Ben and I are having a baby. We've nicknamed the little symbiont Noodle, after the cartoon guitarist from Gorillaz. Yes, she's a girl, but Noodle is ambiguous enough for us not to be too concerned about it.
We got this sonogram picture today and Noodle knew he/she was being watched because she/he did a little dance for us that caught me, Ben, my doctor and the nurse off guard to the point where I was almost in hysterics.
We opted to keep Noodle mostly secret due to past obstacles and tragedies, but now that I've had an official ultrasound and I've heard Noodle's heartbeat, my chances of miscarriage go down to 3%. That's a pretty good number, and so I'm ready to share this journey with everyone that wants to come along for the ride.
Ben and I are probably going to start a baby blog of some sort so as not to bore you hardcore comic fans with schmoopy baby business.
Stay tuned...
Yes, it's official. Ben and I are having a baby. We've nicknamed the little symbiont Noodle, after the cartoon guitarist from Gorillaz. Yes, she's a girl, but Noodle is ambiguous enough for us not to be too concerned about it.We got this sonogram picture today and Noodle knew he/she was being watched because she/he did a little dance for us that caught me, Ben, my doctor and the nurse off guard to the point where I was almost in hysterics.
We opted to keep Noodle mostly secret due to past obstacles and tragedies, but now that I've had an official ultrasound and I've heard Noodle's heartbeat, my chances of miscarriage go down to 3%. That's a pretty good number, and so I'm ready to share this journey with everyone that wants to come along for the ride.
Ben and I are probably going to start a baby blog of some sort so as not to bore you hardcore comic fans with schmoopy baby business.
Stay tuned...
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
The Dark Lord Returns
Ben and I just got home from seeing Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.
One word: CHOICE.
Go see it.
Never have I been more completely satisfied with how a book to movie franchise is handled as I have been with EVERY single Harry Potter movie.
Just 10 more days until I get my grubby mitts on the final book... why is everything ENDING this year?!?!
I'm going to go cry now.
Go see Harry Potter.
I command it.
One word: CHOICE.
Go see it.
Never have I been more completely satisfied with how a book to movie franchise is handled as I have been with EVERY single Harry Potter movie.
Just 10 more days until I get my grubby mitts on the final book... why is everything ENDING this year?!?!
I'm going to go cry now.
Go see Harry Potter.
I command it.
Monday, July 09, 2007
Um, really?
I'm wondering where the writers of the New York Magazine article about Katie Couric and why she sucks so bad at being an "anchor" on the news got that it's because she's funny...
In all my experience with the her, she's been the polar opposite of funny. Like, she enjoys clubbing baby seals kind of NOT funny. (I have no evidence that she actually does this, but if given the opportunity, I wouldn't put it past her.)
As I was listening to the Lionel show on Air America this morning he had people calling in about why they think she's not good at the evening news and a lot of them said she was too bubbly and too "cheerleader-y" for the news.
Really? Bubbly? Because I think she has the cold dead eyes of a shark, and the personality of a Stepford wife. Only she's a bit more robotic than they were. She's a fake and a phony and she cares more about diamonds than she does about the death of a beloved children's book writer.
Why?
Because she's Katie Couric. Satan spawn. Let's treat her like Freddy Krueger. Ignore her, and hopefully she'll slowly disappear into obscurity if we all just stop watching.
I've never seen her on the news so I don't know how bad she is. I did a jig when she left the Today Show and I've never looked back. I implore all of you to do the same.
In all my experience with the her, she's been the polar opposite of funny. Like, she enjoys clubbing baby seals kind of NOT funny. (I have no evidence that she actually does this, but if given the opportunity, I wouldn't put it past her.)
As I was listening to the Lionel show on Air America this morning he had people calling in about why they think she's not good at the evening news and a lot of them said she was too bubbly and too "cheerleader-y" for the news.
Really? Bubbly? Because I think she has the cold dead eyes of a shark, and the personality of a Stepford wife. Only she's a bit more robotic than they were. She's a fake and a phony and she cares more about diamonds than she does about the death of a beloved children's book writer.
Why?
Because she's Katie Couric. Satan spawn. Let's treat her like Freddy Krueger. Ignore her, and hopefully she'll slowly disappear into obscurity if we all just stop watching.
I've never seen her on the news so I don't know how bad she is. I did a jig when she left the Today Show and I've never looked back. I implore all of you to do the same.
Friday, July 06, 2007
BLACK DIAMOND #2
Issue two of AIT/Planet Lar's Black Diamond hit stands yesterday!
Ben and I have a 6-page story in the back which features the first published work scripted by Ken Lowery.
Here is a review of the first two issues that also gives our back-up some props... even if my first name is spelled wrong... and I was somehow reverted back to my maiden name... and Ben was left out of the equation all together... We really do appreciate the kind words.
* I stole this post from Ben's blog, because, well... I'm lazy. But go buy Black Diamond anyway!
Ben and I have a 6-page story in the back which features the first published work scripted by Ken Lowery.
Here is a review of the first two issues that also gives our back-up some props... even if my first name is spelled wrong... and I was somehow reverted back to my maiden name... and Ben was left out of the equation all together... We really do appreciate the kind words.
* I stole this post from Ben's blog, because, well... I'm lazy. But go buy Black Diamond anyway!
Wednesday, July 04, 2007
At the end of this day... one shall stand, one shall fall.
So Ben and I went to see a sneak preview of Transformers on Monday. I probably don't need to tell you that we were excited about it. Because we really weren't. I'm not a Michael Bay fan, so I went into this fully expecting a big steaming pile of crap, raping my childhood heroes.
I was only halfway surprised that it wasn't.
Let me start by saying that while I'm not as big of a fan or freak as some of my friends about Transformers in general (so I'm sure my opinion will be deemed as buffoonery because I'm not a "true fan"), my sister and I grew up with these toys, we watched them on TV and on the big screen. I moved on to a more healthy obsession with the Nightmare Before Christmas and though I stopped buying the toys, my nostalgia for the franchise remained.
So when I heard they were making a new live action movie, I was thrilled. And then I learned that Michael Bay was going to direct. I was less than thrilled. Then I heard that GM had made some sort of deal with the film makers and ALL of the autobots would be GM vehicles. I was less than less than thrilled. And then I saw the first promo pics of Optimus Prime and saw that he had flames painted on his Peterbilt. FLAMES!!!!!!! At that point, I decided that I may not even waste my time on seeing it. Because clearly, the film makers were not making a kids movie, and not even staying true to their source material. I know, most of these are fangirl complaints, but not all of them. Did I mention that Prime also had LIPS?
Anyway, we ended up going, and my below the gutter expectations actually made the movie a lot more enjoyable for me. At least the parts where there were actually robots fighting. Which I'd say made up about 30 minutes of film.
My formula for a kick ass Transformers movie? MORE robots, LESS humans!
The "Spike" character was played by Shia LeBeouf, who was laughable, at best. His whiny, deer in headlights look got annoying after about the first 5 minutes. His "hot" grease monkey in 2 inches of skirt material love interest, Megan Fox could have been played by a broom handle and I wouldn't have noticed the difference, except there maybe would have been less "whoops" and "yeahs" from the under-sexed over-stimulated asshats in the theatre, so that would have been ok. Let's not forget about Josh Duhamel, the throw away army captain (who I'm guessing was supposed to be a bone thrown to the 10 women that were in the audience) whose story line went nowhere and who really made no impact on my moviegoing experience whatsoever. And then there's John Turturro... oh John... How sad it was to see The Jesus in such a ridiculous and un-needed role. His character was obtuse, and every scene that he was in could have been cut and I honestly don't think anyone would have noticed. I LOVE John Turturro, so it really broke my heart to see him in such a bad role.
So yeah, my opinion on the acting? Meh...
Then we have the Autobots and the Decepticons. You know, the robots that this movie was SUPPOSED to be about? My first inclination of the downward spiral I was about to endure was the scene where Sam (LeBouf) was taken to a car dealership by his dad to get his first car. Bumblebee shows up and basically puts all the other cars out of commission so that Sam HAS to buy him. How do we know that this is Bumblebee? First, in an apparent homage to the old toys, there is a beat to shit yellow VW Bug sitting on the lot as the "real" Bumblebee pulls up next to it in his yellow and black racing stripe Camaro glory. Sam gets into Bumblebee and we see a small bee shaped air freshener hanging from the rearview mirror. YAY, it's Bumblebee!!! Then Sam drives away and wait... the air freshener turns and we see.... the word "bee-otch" underneath the bee.
YUP. Bee-otch.... A small piece of me died as I knew right there that this train wreck was about to be derailed.
My main gripes with this movie was the fact that there was basically NO interaction with the Autobots save for a few one liners when they all show up for the first time. The big reason I hate pop culture references in movies, comics, songs, basically anything is because usually, by the time a phrase makes it into a movie, NO ONE is saying it anymore! Case in point, the phrase "My Bad", uttered by Jazz, I believe. Seriously? My bad? Did ANYONE ever REALLY say that?
The Autobots were portrayed as a joke, especially in the scene where Sam and Broomhandle are looking for his grandfather's glasses that he's selling on eBay (that's right eBay!) as the bots run amok in the kid's backyard. They were portrayed as bumbling fools who learned about earth from the Interwebs. I half expected one of them to yell "WAZZZZUUUPPP!"
I know that Micheal Bay wanted to make a kids movie, but "edgier", which, in my opinion makes it NOT a kids movie, but I'm splitting hairs here. It was PG-13 so toilet humor and lame jokes were expected. One of the things that I did NOT expect (though looking back, I don't know WHY I didn't see this one coming from a Michael Bay movie) was the stereotype of uber hot chicks in scenarios that most likely are not based in reality. The scientist in high heels, a nose ring and bleached out hair slipping into the secretary of defense's "private meeting"? THAT'S realistic! About as realistic as the secretary of defense REALLY doing anything in a real life scenario. I was also not expecting to EVER, EVER see an Autobot, purveyor of what is good, right and just in this world PEEING on a government agent. NEVER. But there I was, rubbing my eyes and giving Ben my best "Am I on the same planet as ANYONE else in this theatre?" look.
I know that a lot of people were put off by some of the language in the movie, that it was too adult for kids, but I'm of the mind, that a lot of that kind of language does tend to go over kid's heads in some aspects. This wasn't rated G or even PG, so the language was expected a little. There are a lot of movies that have adult language and innuendos that aren't meant for the kids and most likely aren't picked up by them. Kids are more visual, so MY biggest problem was the whole love interest storyline and the main girl, who was supposed to be all of 16 or 17 in about 2 inches of clothing for the first part of the movie. The CLOSE UP shots of her cleavage and butt, the lunging look from Sam, the horny teenager. Let's not forget the scene where the embarrassed Sam has been "called out" by his mom asking him if he was masturbating and the dad freaks out and the kid freaks out. Oh my! Scandalous! But when Broomhandle stands up from her hiding place the parents are TOTALLY nonplussed that their 16 or 17 year old son was locked in his room with a scantily clad 16 or 17 year old... It's NOT ok to be whacking off in your own room, but as long as you're being a stud with a girl in your room, son, that's A-OK in the good parent's handbook. Just another example of the exploitation of women, and a GREAT thing to teach little girls. Especially Broomhandle's line of "guys don't like the fact that I know more about cars than they do" so she doesn't bring it up and basically acts like a trampy ditz to get guys to like her. Write that down in your notebooks, girls! You can't get a man if you're smart because guys don't like that, so dress scantily and you'll maybe land a man, because THAT is what's REALLY important. And boys, don't you worry, even if you're a total horndog nerd loser, you can STILL get the hot girl because those girls are the only ones worth going after anyway!
So all in all, I enjoyed the movie. I just turned my brain off at the parts that were absurd and obviously not meant for someone like me, read: a girl with brains. I enjoyed the robot fighting, what little of it there was. The CGI was amazing, not once did I ever think it looked fake, though I'm tired of the shaky camera work so that you can't tell what's going on.
I'd also like it to be known that every action movie does NOT have to have a lame love story plotline. The hot scientist chick could have been left for eye candy for the asshats who only go see movies for this, but Broomhandle could have been taken out completely, and they could have made the relationship between Sam and Bumblebee the most important one, you know, like how the cartoon was. The KID and the Autobots, THAT was the relationship. Children of Men is an awesome movie and a PRIME example of an action movie that has NO love story. Take notes, Hollywood.
I liked the update of Megatron, because becoming a gun just isn't practical (I read where someone compared it to Darth Vader turning into his own light saber and then needing someone else to wield it, HA!) and toymakers WON'T make realistic toy guns anymore and merchandising is THE most important aspect of movie making. I also cried like an idiot when Bumblebee got caught by the feds and was being tortured. I again cried when he lost his legs, because it was just sad and I'm hormonal, so fuck off.
It was an enjoyable ride for what it was. I'm sure I'm about the only one that had this opinion so don't let my rambling stop you from seeing it.
I was only halfway surprised that it wasn't.
Let me start by saying that while I'm not as big of a fan or freak as some of my friends about Transformers in general (so I'm sure my opinion will be deemed as buffoonery because I'm not a "true fan"), my sister and I grew up with these toys, we watched them on TV and on the big screen. I moved on to a more healthy obsession with the Nightmare Before Christmas and though I stopped buying the toys, my nostalgia for the franchise remained.
So when I heard they were making a new live action movie, I was thrilled. And then I learned that Michael Bay was going to direct. I was less than thrilled. Then I heard that GM had made some sort of deal with the film makers and ALL of the autobots would be GM vehicles. I was less than less than thrilled. And then I saw the first promo pics of Optimus Prime and saw that he had flames painted on his Peterbilt. FLAMES!!!!!!! At that point, I decided that I may not even waste my time on seeing it. Because clearly, the film makers were not making a kids movie, and not even staying true to their source material. I know, most of these are fangirl complaints, but not all of them. Did I mention that Prime also had LIPS?
Anyway, we ended up going, and my below the gutter expectations actually made the movie a lot more enjoyable for me. At least the parts where there were actually robots fighting. Which I'd say made up about 30 minutes of film.
My formula for a kick ass Transformers movie? MORE robots, LESS humans!
The "Spike" character was played by Shia LeBeouf, who was laughable, at best. His whiny, deer in headlights look got annoying after about the first 5 minutes. His "hot" grease monkey in 2 inches of skirt material love interest, Megan Fox could have been played by a broom handle and I wouldn't have noticed the difference, except there maybe would have been less "whoops" and "yeahs" from the under-sexed over-stimulated asshats in the theatre, so that would have been ok. Let's not forget about Josh Duhamel, the throw away army captain (who I'm guessing was supposed to be a bone thrown to the 10 women that were in the audience) whose story line went nowhere and who really made no impact on my moviegoing experience whatsoever. And then there's John Turturro... oh John... How sad it was to see The Jesus in such a ridiculous and un-needed role. His character was obtuse, and every scene that he was in could have been cut and I honestly don't think anyone would have noticed. I LOVE John Turturro, so it really broke my heart to see him in such a bad role.
So yeah, my opinion on the acting? Meh...
Then we have the Autobots and the Decepticons. You know, the robots that this movie was SUPPOSED to be about? My first inclination of the downward spiral I was about to endure was the scene where Sam (LeBouf) was taken to a car dealership by his dad to get his first car. Bumblebee shows up and basically puts all the other cars out of commission so that Sam HAS to buy him. How do we know that this is Bumblebee? First, in an apparent homage to the old toys, there is a beat to shit yellow VW Bug sitting on the lot as the "real" Bumblebee pulls up next to it in his yellow and black racing stripe Camaro glory. Sam gets into Bumblebee and we see a small bee shaped air freshener hanging from the rearview mirror. YAY, it's Bumblebee!!! Then Sam drives away and wait... the air freshener turns and we see.... the word "bee-otch" underneath the bee.
YUP. Bee-otch.... A small piece of me died as I knew right there that this train wreck was about to be derailed.
My main gripes with this movie was the fact that there was basically NO interaction with the Autobots save for a few one liners when they all show up for the first time. The big reason I hate pop culture references in movies, comics, songs, basically anything is because usually, by the time a phrase makes it into a movie, NO ONE is saying it anymore! Case in point, the phrase "My Bad", uttered by Jazz, I believe. Seriously? My bad? Did ANYONE ever REALLY say that?
The Autobots were portrayed as a joke, especially in the scene where Sam and Broomhandle are looking for his grandfather's glasses that he's selling on eBay (that's right eBay!) as the bots run amok in the kid's backyard. They were portrayed as bumbling fools who learned about earth from the Interwebs. I half expected one of them to yell "WAZZZZUUUPPP!"
I know that Micheal Bay wanted to make a kids movie, but "edgier", which, in my opinion makes it NOT a kids movie, but I'm splitting hairs here. It was PG-13 so toilet humor and lame jokes were expected. One of the things that I did NOT expect (though looking back, I don't know WHY I didn't see this one coming from a Michael Bay movie) was the stereotype of uber hot chicks in scenarios that most likely are not based in reality. The scientist in high heels, a nose ring and bleached out hair slipping into the secretary of defense's "private meeting"? THAT'S realistic! About as realistic as the secretary of defense REALLY doing anything in a real life scenario. I was also not expecting to EVER, EVER see an Autobot, purveyor of what is good, right and just in this world PEEING on a government agent. NEVER. But there I was, rubbing my eyes and giving Ben my best "Am I on the same planet as ANYONE else in this theatre?" look.
I know that a lot of people were put off by some of the language in the movie, that it was too adult for kids, but I'm of the mind, that a lot of that kind of language does tend to go over kid's heads in some aspects. This wasn't rated G or even PG, so the language was expected a little. There are a lot of movies that have adult language and innuendos that aren't meant for the kids and most likely aren't picked up by them. Kids are more visual, so MY biggest problem was the whole love interest storyline and the main girl, who was supposed to be all of 16 or 17 in about 2 inches of clothing for the first part of the movie. The CLOSE UP shots of her cleavage and butt, the lunging look from Sam, the horny teenager. Let's not forget the scene where the embarrassed Sam has been "called out" by his mom asking him if he was masturbating and the dad freaks out and the kid freaks out. Oh my! Scandalous! But when Broomhandle stands up from her hiding place the parents are TOTALLY nonplussed that their 16 or 17 year old son was locked in his room with a scantily clad 16 or 17 year old... It's NOT ok to be whacking off in your own room, but as long as you're being a stud with a girl in your room, son, that's A-OK in the good parent's handbook. Just another example of the exploitation of women, and a GREAT thing to teach little girls. Especially Broomhandle's line of "guys don't like the fact that I know more about cars than they do" so she doesn't bring it up and basically acts like a trampy ditz to get guys to like her. Write that down in your notebooks, girls! You can't get a man if you're smart because guys don't like that, so dress scantily and you'll maybe land a man, because THAT is what's REALLY important. And boys, don't you worry, even if you're a total horndog nerd loser, you can STILL get the hot girl because those girls are the only ones worth going after anyway!
So all in all, I enjoyed the movie. I just turned my brain off at the parts that were absurd and obviously not meant for someone like me, read: a girl with brains. I enjoyed the robot fighting, what little of it there was. The CGI was amazing, not once did I ever think it looked fake, though I'm tired of the shaky camera work so that you can't tell what's going on.
I'd also like it to be known that every action movie does NOT have to have a lame love story plotline. The hot scientist chick could have been left for eye candy for the asshats who only go see movies for this, but Broomhandle could have been taken out completely, and they could have made the relationship between Sam and Bumblebee the most important one, you know, like how the cartoon was. The KID and the Autobots, THAT was the relationship. Children of Men is an awesome movie and a PRIME example of an action movie that has NO love story. Take notes, Hollywood.
I liked the update of Megatron, because becoming a gun just isn't practical (I read where someone compared it to Darth Vader turning into his own light saber and then needing someone else to wield it, HA!) and toymakers WON'T make realistic toy guns anymore and merchandising is THE most important aspect of movie making. I also cried like an idiot when Bumblebee got caught by the feds and was being tortured. I again cried when he lost his legs, because it was just sad and I'm hormonal, so fuck off.
It was an enjoyable ride for what it was. I'm sure I'm about the only one that had this opinion so don't let my rambling stop you from seeing it.
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