A lot's happened since I last posted in this space. Since the end of March, I've decided to move to DC with my girlfriend, driven out there twice (once to move her, once to move a massive truck of stuff), been to Las Vegas for Mr. Bartely's bachelor party, gone to my 5 year college reunion, been to weddings in Raleigh, NC and on Grand Bahama Island, and had said girlfriend break up with me. So it's been a tumultuous four months for me. I am no longer moving to DC, and am now trying to decide what I want to do next.
As I try to figure out that next step I'm going to try and start posting regularly again, as usual on whatever topic seems to strike me on any given day. Like pretty much everything in my life right now, we'll see what happens.
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
784!
That's the page count that's being reported for the American version of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, which reportedly will mean my British edition clock in at around 700 or so.
This will make Hallows the second longest book in the series, and while some people have been critical of Rowling's inability to cut it down, I actually prefer the longer books. The strength of Rowling's story has always been characterization and the detail which she puts into Harry's world, and a longer book just means we get more of that. Otherwise we'd have novel equivalents of the movies, and nobody wants that.
Of course, none of this will matter if Rowling has decided to kill Harry. Based on the responses I received in my highly scientific poll*, if Harry dies at the end of the book culture and civilization as we know it will cease to be and everyone will join mass suicide cults. Talk about pressure.
*Poll may not be highly scientific.
This will make Hallows the second longest book in the series, and while some people have been critical of Rowling's inability to cut it down, I actually prefer the longer books. The strength of Rowling's story has always been characterization and the detail which she puts into Harry's world, and a longer book just means we get more of that. Otherwise we'd have novel equivalents of the movies, and nobody wants that.
Of course, none of this will matter if Rowling has decided to kill Harry. Based on the responses I received in my highly scientific poll*, if Harry dies at the end of the book culture and civilization as we know it will cease to be and everyone will join mass suicide cults. Talk about pressure.
*Poll may not be highly scientific.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Pirates!
The trailer for the third Pirates of the Carribean movie came out yesterday (or the day before, it's so hard to tell with the web sometimes). You can check it out here.
Not a bad trailer. Lots of action, including some sweet shots of a pirate armada and Chow Yun-Fat as a particularly badass pirate. I really wanted to see Keith Richards though. No dice, this time anyway.
It'll be interesting to see when I see this movie, since I will be in Las Vegas celebrating Mr. Bartley's soon-to-be-lost bachelorhood when it comes out.
Not a bad trailer. Lots of action, including some sweet shots of a pirate armada and Chow Yun-Fat as a particularly badass pirate. I really wanted to see Keith Richards though. No dice, this time anyway.
It'll be interesting to see when I see this movie, since I will be in Las Vegas celebrating Mr. Bartley's soon-to-be-lost bachelorhood when it comes out.
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Bracket Time
In general, I pay almost no attention to college basketball. Maybe that's because the Gophers haven't been good in about a decade, but it's also kind of because there are so many damn teams it would take a ridiculous amount of time to actually be aware of them all, let alone know anything about them.
However, I do love the NCAA tournament. In fact I think it's one of the best sporting events of the year, especially the first weekend. During the first two rounds (the first round is Thursday and Friday, the second Saturday and Sunday) there are so many games going on that invariably three things happen:
First, there are always good, close games. The teams are so pumped up that everyone is playing their best, and you always end up with amazing plays in the final minutes and seconds that decide the game.
Second, there are always upsets, or at least possible upsets. Sure, a 16th seed has never beaten a 1st seed, and only two 2nd seeds have fallen to 15th seeds in the past 10 years, but other than that, I guarantee that over the next two days teams that experts picked to go deep into the tournament will lose. Brackets will be shattered. People will look like morons.
Third, there are so many games in the first two rounds that it creates a unique situation in modern sports: there will be almost no commentating. Sure, the courtside people who are calling the games will make comments and talk about matchups and stuff, but there's no post-game wrapup from the main desk. Just Bob Costas saying "And now that you've just watched that thrilling conclusion, we're going to send you out West where there's an even bigger upset brewing...." Just great basketball back-to-back-to-back.
However, I do love the NCAA tournament. In fact I think it's one of the best sporting events of the year, especially the first weekend. During the first two rounds (the first round is Thursday and Friday, the second Saturday and Sunday) there are so many games going on that invariably three things happen:
First, there are always good, close games. The teams are so pumped up that everyone is playing their best, and you always end up with amazing plays in the final minutes and seconds that decide the game.
Second, there are always upsets, or at least possible upsets. Sure, a 16th seed has never beaten a 1st seed, and only two 2nd seeds have fallen to 15th seeds in the past 10 years, but other than that, I guarantee that over the next two days teams that experts picked to go deep into the tournament will lose. Brackets will be shattered. People will look like morons.
Third, there are so many games in the first two rounds that it creates a unique situation in modern sports: there will be almost no commentating. Sure, the courtside people who are calling the games will make comments and talk about matchups and stuff, but there's no post-game wrapup from the main desk. Just Bob Costas saying "And now that you've just watched that thrilling conclusion, we're going to send you out West where there's an even bigger upset brewing...." Just great basketball back-to-back-to-back.
Sometimes I Hate Computers
Because only with computers can an hour of your work suddenly vanish. I was writing a lengthy post for my fantasy baseball league in preparation of our draft this coming Saturday. It took me awhile because I was doing short profiles of all the managers, and with tweleve teams in the league, I was working on it for about an hour. Then I went to post it, and the damn system errored out on me. Unlike some programs (thankfully Yahoo mail now does this), you can return to the page and still have your lengthy composition intact. No such luck here. And of course I had no desire to just write it all out again. Ugh.
Saturday, March 03, 2007
Dude, Where's My Car?
Well, I didn't get towed.
After two massive snowfalls in a week (at least 12 inches both times), if I had left my car in one spot for the last 5 days I wouldn't be able to find it right now. As it is evertime I've gone outside my legs get cold because snow goes up to my knee every time I try and get in my car.
Seriously though, I took a nice long walk yesterday during the second big snow, and it renewed my belief that there is no natural occurance as beautiful as a snowstorm. You can make an argument for a spectacular sunset, but give me some big snowflakes creating a blanket on the world anyday. Especially when it's just wet enough to stick to trees, powerlines, squirrels and anything else that it falls on. By the end of my walk I looked kind of frightening-probably helped by the fact that I did six or seven summersaults into massive snowbanks.
This winter started off pretty crappy, thanks to the damn El Nino effect, but with a nice sub zero strech at the beginning of February and these snowstroms things aren't turning out as bad as I thought they would. Now we just need it to start two and a half months earlier and last until April (or, as Calvin put it, "If I was in charge, we'd never see grass between October and May").
The photo is from Duluth, which is getting pounded even more thanks to the Lake Effect. Ahh, to have Lake Effect Snow.
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Friday, February 23, 2007
Feelin' Crappy
My lack of posts the last couple days has been due to me feeling under a rather large amount of weather. Hopefully I'll be back up to speed in time to enjoy some of the weekend.
Before I sign off, a big congratulations to Mr. Erik Hanberg, whose theater's first production opened yesterday in Tacoma, WA. For more info check out his blog or The Horatio's website. If you're in the Northwest, check it out.
Before I sign off, a big congratulations to Mr. Erik Hanberg, whose theater's first production opened yesterday in Tacoma, WA. For more info check out his blog or The Horatio's website. If you're in the Northwest, check it out.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Watch the Volume, Guys
Heard a pretty funny news story today. Seems a man in Oconomowoc, WI, thought he heard a woman being raped in the apartment above his. He grabbed a sword (yes, a sword), went upstairs, kicked in the door, and demanded to know where the woman under attack was. He forced the guy to lead him around the apartment at swordpoint and open closets and doors where he might have stashed the woman.
However, there was no woman. It seems the neighbor had been watching a porn video with the volume up perhaps a little too loud, and the guy misunderstood the screams he was hearing. The neighbor later played back for the police the part of the DVD that he thought had been misunderstood ("Sir, I think we're going to need to view this again, just to make sure there's no misunderstanding. And you have any kleenex?").
A couple of things stand out here (no, not that). First, the guy said that he never threatened his neighbor with the sword, he only "had the sword extended". I know that I never make the mistake of thinking someone threatening me with a sword when they are, in reality, simply extending it in my general direction.
Second, the guy said he didn't call police because he doesn't have a phone. So that makes him a 39 year old who lives with his mother, doesn't have a phone and keeps a sword readily accessible. Can we get Dr. Phil on the phone, please?
However, there was no woman. It seems the neighbor had been watching a porn video with the volume up perhaps a little too loud, and the guy misunderstood the screams he was hearing. The neighbor later played back for the police the part of the DVD that he thought had been misunderstood ("Sir, I think we're going to need to view this again, just to make sure there's no misunderstanding. And you have any kleenex?").
A couple of things stand out here (no, not that). First, the guy said that he never threatened his neighbor with the sword, he only "had the sword extended". I know that I never make the mistake of thinking someone threatening me with a sword when they are, in reality, simply extending it in my general direction.
Second, the guy said he didn't call police because he doesn't have a phone. So that makes him a 39 year old who lives with his mother, doesn't have a phone and keeps a sword readily accessible. Can we get Dr. Phil on the phone, please?
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Heat Wave
So Minnesota has gone from deep freeze to Miami-Lite in the space of about 10 days. Sub-zero temps a week ago and now we're looking at multiple days above 40. Totally ridiculous. I've got one more game of broomball tonight that it looks like I'm going to get to play, then I apparently get to break out the shorts and sandals. I hate El Nino winters.
Sunday, February 18, 2007
New Look
So this is my blog's new look. I've been thinking about changing it for awhile, and hopefully this is an indication that I'll be posting a little more frequently than in the past few months. Let me know what you think. Positive reaction will justify my course of action, and negative comments will be ignored as the ranting of lunatics (See? You can learn things from this administration).
Words of Wisdom
For the past two years, I've gone to see Garrison Kellior do his Prairie Home Companion show from the State Fair. Both times have been fantastic, particularly the two years ago, when he had a New Orleans blues band perform days after the Katrina mess began (the band had been touring and was caught away from home when the storm hit). I don't know that I've ever seen a crowd so emotionally pumped up for a performance like that.
Last year couldn't match that high, but it did have an excellent insight into the Minnesota Mind with A Lake Wobegon Philosophy. This was printed on the pamphlet they gave out describing the show. As far as I am aware, this is the first time something interesting and worthwhile has actually been printed on one of these things.
A Lake Wobegon Philosophy
1. Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. Do this before they do unto you what you don't want them to do. Shame them with goodness. Kill them with kindness. Cut their throats with courtesy.
2. The way to do something is to do it. Persevere. If you want to become the Tallest Boy In The Sixth Grade, stick around, keep at it, and the prize will be yours.
3. Try not to talk about the relationship. And don't refer to it as a relationship. Either it's a friendship or a romance or an illicit affair or you're related.
4. The rules for marriage are the same as the rules for a life raft. No sudden moves. Don't crowd the other person. Keep all thoughts of disaster to yourself. Almost any marriage can be helped simply by having more fun. If necessary, try taking your clothes off.
5. Put a big dish by the door, next to an electric outlet, and when you come home, put your car keys and your billfold in the dish and plug your mobile phone into the outlet to recharge. Keep your extra pairs of glasses in the bowl too. In the time you'll save not looking for these things every day, you'll be able to write War and Peace. Or the Mass in B minor.
6. All tragedy is misunderstood comedy. God is a great humorist who is working with a rather slow audience. Lighten up. Whatever you must do, do it wholeheartedly, joyfully. As you get older, you'll learn how to fake this.
7. The secret of writing is rewriting. The secret of living is to see your mistakes and learn how to either correct them or conceal them.
8. It's nice to dream, but the urge to perform is not in itself an indication of talent.
9. You can't live life all at once so take it one day at a time, and if you need drama, read Dickens. The lust for world domination does not make for the good life. The urge to be No. 1 is a bad urge. Charisma is an illusion and brilliance depends on who's writing the test. Go for the bronze.
10. Life is short and it's getting shorter. On the other hand, never buy cheap shoes.
Last year couldn't match that high, but it did have an excellent insight into the Minnesota Mind with A Lake Wobegon Philosophy. This was printed on the pamphlet they gave out describing the show. As far as I am aware, this is the first time something interesting and worthwhile has actually been printed on one of these things.
A Lake Wobegon Philosophy
1. Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. Do this before they do unto you what you don't want them to do. Shame them with goodness. Kill them with kindness. Cut their throats with courtesy.
2. The way to do something is to do it. Persevere. If you want to become the Tallest Boy In The Sixth Grade, stick around, keep at it, and the prize will be yours.
3. Try not to talk about the relationship. And don't refer to it as a relationship. Either it's a friendship or a romance or an illicit affair or you're related.
4. The rules for marriage are the same as the rules for a life raft. No sudden moves. Don't crowd the other person. Keep all thoughts of disaster to yourself. Almost any marriage can be helped simply by having more fun. If necessary, try taking your clothes off.
5. Put a big dish by the door, next to an electric outlet, and when you come home, put your car keys and your billfold in the dish and plug your mobile phone into the outlet to recharge. Keep your extra pairs of glasses in the bowl too. In the time you'll save not looking for these things every day, you'll be able to write War and Peace. Or the Mass in B minor.
6. All tragedy is misunderstood comedy. God is a great humorist who is working with a rather slow audience. Lighten up. Whatever you must do, do it wholeheartedly, joyfully. As you get older, you'll learn how to fake this.
7. The secret of writing is rewriting. The secret of living is to see your mistakes and learn how to either correct them or conceal them.
8. It's nice to dream, but the urge to perform is not in itself an indication of talent.
9. You can't live life all at once so take it one day at a time, and if you need drama, read Dickens. The lust for world domination does not make for the good life. The urge to be No. 1 is a bad urge. Charisma is an illusion and brilliance depends on who's writing the test. Go for the bronze.
10. Life is short and it's getting shorter. On the other hand, never buy cheap shoes.
Monday, February 12, 2007
Mustache Pride
I have never been so proud to be a part of something. The February 11th edition of the Chicago Tribune has published a profile of Carleton's famous Mustache Club, of which I was proudly a member.
I joined the Mustache Club in its second year of existence, and was part of a massive boost in membership over the first year. I am sad to say that I did not join the Club in its first year of membership, but my good friend Andrew Eppig, along with the Club's founder and first President, Hite Geffert (pictured here), convinced me that the Mustache Club was for me. During my membership I not only learned to take pride in my Mustache, I also had the distinct honor to help co-author an article for the Carletonian defending the Club's purpose and existence.
I am thrilled that the Club has not only survived since I left Carleton, but thrived. I've never been so proud.
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Stupidest thing ever
In a world with 6 billion people, there are bound to be some morons. I mean, let's face it, civilization keeps alive a lot of people who just wouldn't make it on their own. But in a society like ours that continually tops itself, this one strikes me as something of a benchmark.
OJ Simpson is publishing a book and giving a TV interview on Fox to promote the book at the end of November. The topic? OJ will tell the interviewer "how, hypothetically, he could have killed his ex-wife and her friend". The book will be titled "If I Did It."
Wow. So OJ's going to get up there and say, "I didn't do this, but if I did, here's how I would have done it"? I know he can't get tried for murder again, but damn. Do other people who didn't commit horrible crimes spend lots of time imagining how they would have committed them?
I recognize that he may have done this book/tv deal just to get some money to try and pay off some of the $33 million he owes the Goldman family, but still. This man has issues. I wonder if he's found the real killers yet?
OJ Simpson is publishing a book and giving a TV interview on Fox to promote the book at the end of November. The topic? OJ will tell the interviewer "how, hypothetically, he could have killed his ex-wife and her friend". The book will be titled "If I Did It."
Wow. So OJ's going to get up there and say, "I didn't do this, but if I did, here's how I would have done it"? I know he can't get tried for murder again, but damn. Do other people who didn't commit horrible crimes spend lots of time imagining how they would have committed them?
I recognize that he may have done this book/tv deal just to get some money to try and pay off some of the $33 million he owes the Goldman family, but still. This man has issues. I wonder if he's found the real killers yet?
Congratulations are in order
Been awhile since I posted, and several things have happened to people I know that deserve recognition. So here we go:
Good job, Democrats. You didn't massively fuck up and won back the House and Senate. Now just be smart about things and get some stuff passed so people can actually say you stand for something again.
To my good friend Sara Decherd, mazel tov on her engagement to her boyfriend Solomon Rutzky. You can see their wedding site here. I had the opportunity to meet Solomon when they visited the cities a few months ago, and I was impressed by his dry, sarcastic sense of humor, which I thoroughly approve of.
Also in the romantic adventures department, a good job by Mr. Java Fortran on getting a date with a frisbee girl. Java reminds me of the song "Tiger Woods" by Dan Bern, 'cause he's got "big ol' balls".
To the inestimable Mr. Andrew Eppig: Happy Birthday. Mr. Eppig turned 27 on Oct 25th, and I totally forgot until two weeks ago, and I'm just getting around to doing something about it now. Andrew, you're a better man than me, but at least I don't forget your birthday for long. I hope you had a nice traditional French celebration, which, as far as I understand it, involves wine and hookers, although not necessarily in that order.
Major props to Mr. Caleb Bartley, who went to Dallas looking for a job and has now found one. He is now the newest Emergency Management Specialist for the City of Dallas. Caleb, I think we're all disappointed that your job is Official Uniform Inspector for the Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders, but we all need goals to work toward. On the plus side, Caleb's hiring did inspire an unprecedented level of inter-faith cooperation, as various respected Mullahs and Rabbis joined the Pope and the Dalai Lama in calling for the people of the world to pray that the city of Dallas never has an emergency. Ever.
And finally, congratulations to Mr. Erik Hanberg (apparently I feel like calling everyone Mr. today). After he left his position as General Manager and Grand Pooh-Bah of The Grand theater, he decided that he wanted to open a for-profit, black box theater in Tacoma. Ambitious, certainly. But so far it looks like he's doing ok, and last week he announced The Horatio has secured a location in downtown Tacoma. Erik, I'm massively impressed. And if any of you has an extra $100 sitting around, ship it on over to Hanberg to help him get his theater up and running. He'll even give you stuff if you do.
And what's going on with you, Joe? Well, I've been playing my new video game: Marvel Ultimate Alliance. Nothing like kicking some bad guy ass while playing as Cap, Thor or Spider-Man. Also, I get to brew beer this weekend. Woo hoo!
Good job, Democrats. You didn't massively fuck up and won back the House and Senate. Now just be smart about things and get some stuff passed so people can actually say you stand for something again.
To my good friend Sara Decherd, mazel tov on her engagement to her boyfriend Solomon Rutzky. You can see their wedding site here. I had the opportunity to meet Solomon when they visited the cities a few months ago, and I was impressed by his dry, sarcastic sense of humor, which I thoroughly approve of.
Also in the romantic adventures department, a good job by Mr. Java Fortran on getting a date with a frisbee girl. Java reminds me of the song "Tiger Woods" by Dan Bern, 'cause he's got "big ol' balls".
To the inestimable Mr. Andrew Eppig: Happy Birthday. Mr. Eppig turned 27 on Oct 25th, and I totally forgot until two weeks ago, and I'm just getting around to doing something about it now. Andrew, you're a better man than me, but at least I don't forget your birthday for long. I hope you had a nice traditional French celebration, which, as far as I understand it, involves wine and hookers, although not necessarily in that order.
Major props to Mr. Caleb Bartley, who went to Dallas looking for a job and has now found one. He is now the newest Emergency Management Specialist for the City of Dallas. Caleb, I think we're all disappointed that your job is Official Uniform Inspector for the Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders, but we all need goals to work toward. On the plus side, Caleb's hiring did inspire an unprecedented level of inter-faith cooperation, as various respected Mullahs and Rabbis joined the Pope and the Dalai Lama in calling for the people of the world to pray that the city of Dallas never has an emergency. Ever.
And finally, congratulations to Mr. Erik Hanberg (apparently I feel like calling everyone Mr. today). After he left his position as General Manager and Grand Pooh-Bah of The Grand theater, he decided that he wanted to open a for-profit, black box theater in Tacoma. Ambitious, certainly. But so far it looks like he's doing ok, and last week he announced The Horatio has secured a location in downtown Tacoma. Erik, I'm massively impressed. And if any of you has an extra $100 sitting around, ship it on over to Hanberg to help him get his theater up and running. He'll even give you stuff if you do.
And what's going on with you, Joe? Well, I've been playing my new video game: Marvel Ultimate Alliance. Nothing like kicking some bad guy ass while playing as Cap, Thor or Spider-Man. Also, I get to brew beer this weekend. Woo hoo!
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Election '06 Jitters
So the election is tomorrow, and I'm nervous. "Why are you nervous, Joe?" you might ask with good reason. The Dems, at this point, are looking to be by far the less stupid of the two parties, and seem poised to take control of the Hill. It would be a massive upset if they didn't take at least one of the Houses of Congress.
Let's see. What's happened in the national elections since I turned 18?
In 1998, Minnesotans elect a professional wrassler governor. Jesse Ventura makes up 10+ points overnight, providing an excellent argument for Congress' subsequent bill which sought to institutionalize the state.
In 2000, Cuba offers to send election officials to Florida, the President is elected by the Supreme court, and the term "hanging chad" dominates the national dialogue for months.
In 2002, everyone is so freaked out that all politicians need to do point and yell "Terrorists!" and no one pays attention to what they're actually doing. Paul Wellstone dies less than a month before the election, and certain victory for his replacement (Walter Mondale), turns into crushing defeat after everyone goes Howard-Dean-insane at the memorial service. Minnesota elects Bush clones Pawlenty and Coleman as Governor and Senator, respectively.
In 2004, we find out that all this country REALLY has to fear is a president that windsurfs.
And that brings us to now. 2006. Water is banned on airplanes. The only thing we know for certain about Iraq is that whatever it is we're doing is working out so great. Inspired by the success of Girls Gone Wild, Congress has decided to put out a monthly scandal, which they keep sending out even after we've told them we don't want them. And the Dems might actually be getting back into a position where they can build up some street cred.
Yeah. I'm nervous. Big time.
Let's see. What's happened in the national elections since I turned 18?
In 1998, Minnesotans elect a professional wrassler governor. Jesse Ventura makes up 10+ points overnight, providing an excellent argument for Congress' subsequent bill which sought to institutionalize the state.
In 2000, Cuba offers to send election officials to Florida, the President is elected by the Supreme court, and the term "hanging chad" dominates the national dialogue for months.
In 2002, everyone is so freaked out that all politicians need to do point and yell "Terrorists!" and no one pays attention to what they're actually doing. Paul Wellstone dies less than a month before the election, and certain victory for his replacement (Walter Mondale), turns into crushing defeat after everyone goes Howard-Dean-insane at the memorial service. Minnesota elects Bush clones Pawlenty and Coleman as Governor and Senator, respectively.
In 2004, we find out that all this country REALLY has to fear is a president that windsurfs.
And that brings us to now. 2006. Water is banned on airplanes. The only thing we know for certain about Iraq is that whatever it is we're doing is working out so great. Inspired by the success of Girls Gone Wild, Congress has decided to put out a monthly scandal, which they keep sending out even after we've told them we don't want them. And the Dems might actually be getting back into a position where they can build up some street cred.
Yeah. I'm nervous. Big time.
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Twins Stadium Ideas
Check out this article from the Star Trib a few days ago. Seems the commission charged with building the new Twins stadium wanted to hear what the people of Minnesota wanted to see in their new stadium. Now, I get this. The best stadiums in the country have cool quirks. The KC stadium is still on of my favorites because they have that waterfall in center field. And I know that I laugh my ass off every time an opposing player looses a fly ball in the ceiling of the dome. However, this can backfire, as in the case of Houston, where an escaped mental patient apparently convinced them to put both a hill and a flag pole in play in center field. I'm hoping the same guy doesn't come to Minnesota between now and 2010, because he might convince the commission to adopt the final suggestion of the article:
"Minnesota should have the world's largest log cabin stadium."
"Minnesota should have the world's largest log cabin stadium."
Saturday, September 09, 2006
Never mess with Tony Jaa's Elephants
And I mean never. He will break your arm in 8 places, then kick you in the head as you're flying away in a helicopter. Anyway, go see The Protector if you're in the mood to watch the current king of movie martial arts. You won't need to worry about the plot, because I'll give it away right now: Tony Jaa and his dad raise elephants. Bad men steal the elephants, kill Tony's dad and take the elephants to Sydney, where all evil asian people in movies if they want to talk to white people. Tony Jaa follows them, then kicks everyone's ass. There you go.
There's one scene where I'm pretty sure they just asked Jaa how many different ways he could take someone down while doing (or appearing to do) significant damage to their arms or legs. Then they told about 84 stunt guys to run at him one at a time. Then they added sound effects. Crunch.
Seriously, it's fricking awesome. It gets the official Joe seal of approval.
There's one scene where I'm pretty sure they just asked Jaa how many different ways he could take someone down while doing (or appearing to do) significant damage to their arms or legs. Then they told about 84 stunt guys to run at him one at a time. Then they added sound effects. Crunch.
Seriously, it's fricking awesome. It gets the official Joe seal of approval.
Friday, September 08, 2006
Speaking of trailers
A while ago I posted a poster for a movie I knew nothing about, but was excited to see because the poster kicked ass (being drawn by Mike Mignola of Hellboy fame). Now the trailer for the movie, Pan's Labyrinth, is online. And it's kinda creepy. I still don't know anything about the movie (and yes, that's willful-I know I could find info if I went looking), but I'm still psyched to see it. Take a look.
Do do, da do da do
New Bond trailer up online. I don't have a problem with the whole "blond Bond" thing like some people seem to. I don't really think Daniel Craig is all that blond, anyway.
Flick looks good. I'll reserve judgement until I've seen the entire movie, though.
Flick looks good. I'll reserve judgement until I've seen the entire movie, though.
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