This movie kicks ass. Cartman would REALLY love this movie, except then he'd spend a whole episode of South Park shooting himself up with drugs and pretending to be Jason Statham.
The movie starts fast and jerky, with hectic cuts and shaky camera creating a really uneven mood that's annoying at first until you realize that's exactly what the filmmakers wnated to do. Then the movie grabs you and takes you along for the adrenaline crazed ride.
I think Statham is an awesome actor, but after watching this, I understand why he would be passed over for the James Bond role: he does surface emotion so well that viewers truly buy it. James Bond is about SUPRESSING the surface emotion. If Statham could prove his acting chops extend beyond the surface, he'd be the most effective Bond ever because the audience has already been trained that Statham is a nuclear bomb waiting to explode.
Assuming I'm an alien with 12 appendages, I give this movie 10 appendages way up.
Never played the video game, so I entered this movie with no preconceived notion of what to expect. What you end up with is a creepy, atmospheric movie about witches and long burning coal mines.
The ending is absolutely bombastic, and the mood and atmosphere is quite good. It was much better than I expected from it... as most any movie based on a video game immediately has to be given poor expectations due to such amazing film auters like Uwe Boll (who deserves to be noted as Ed Wood with decent FX). I like the cast a lot. Rahda Mitchell is a decent female lead, and she had a good physical presense. For some reason, I remember someone with a name like that being in bad karate movies in the late 80's... and Sean Bean is always good.
7 appendages up.
So...let's state it up front: this ain't Bond. I know James Bond. And Mr. Daniel Craig? You ain't Bond.
I enjoyed parts of the movie, but I was so annoyed with the lack of an ending... the damn, stupid movie went on.. and on... and on... and on... Even the part I enjoyed wouldn't get this movie out of the hole. It's not nearly the best Bond story, so if you're going to remake a Bond movie, pick a better story for God sakes. Poker and Gambling has been so overdone as a dramatic and/or action movie premise that doing it again is just a waste of the viewers time and intelligence.
Craig is a good actor (witness Munich), but he doesn't even remotely fit the bill of Bond. This movie is HURT by the fact it's billed as a James Bond movie. It'd be a MUCH better movie is his name was, say, Fred Smith, CIA. Any viewer with a picture in their mind of James Bond cannot enjoy this movie.
Maybe 1.5 appendages up. I was honestly appalled by this movie.
I'll admit, I was STUNNED by some of the parts of this movie. It so cleverly slams the "Dubbya" view of the world that it's a big sack of kick ass. At Blockbuster, there was a kid in line ahead of us trying to rent the movie. The clerk had to call home to check and see if the kid had permission to actually check out a movie this obscene. The parent gave permission, and then the kid starting slapping his pockets and then cried "Oh no! I forgot my money!"
I gave the kid $5. I figure having to see pictures of Borat's son, or when Azamat's ball sack is slapping Borat in the face should scar the kid for a lifetime.
This REALLY got aired in the theaters? Just that simple question underlines how freaking awesome this movie is.
I give this movie 10 solid appendages up.
1. What is the last alcoholic beverage you drank?
1993 or thereabouts. I drank some of Dan's homemade wide. It made me sick. Never again. Wendy got really drunk on it.
2. Do you follow college football?
3. Who took this survey before you?
4. Who was the last person to send you a text message?
5. Last time you went swimming in a pool?
Went with my brother to my health club over the holiday break and swam there.
6. Are you happy?
I could be happier. I never score 100%.
7. Where was the last place you went shopping?
8. How do you feel about your hair?
9. Where do you live?
10. Last thing you ate?
Activia Stawberry Yogurt.
11. Do you wish you were some place else right now?
12. Last time you were kissed?
My memory extends long and far... but I don't remember that.
13. Do you have any expensive jewelry?
14. AIM or MSN?
ICQ and YIM.
15. What classes are you taking?
16. How many hours on average do you work a week?
17. Who do you like right now?
In what way?
18. Do you watch the Olympics?
19. Last restaurant you went to?
Red Robin, w/Charlie, Toni, Teresa, Laura, Franco, Lucas and Isabella.
21. Who was the last person to call you?
People with brains don't call me.
22. What's your sign?
23. Do you have a favorite number?
24. Last time you did volunteer work or made any donation?
I donated my entire kitchen to Salvation Army.
25. Where do you spend most of your money on?
The Money Pit (otherwise known as my condo)
26. Where does most of your family live?
The Metro area.
27. Are you an only child or do you have siblings?
I have an younger brother.
28. Ever been called a ho/slut?
Are you shittin' me?
29. Ever been called a bitch?
Only by myself.
31. Favorite kind of beer?
Beer is donkey piss. I don't inbibe that shit.
32. Have you ever experienced true love?
33. Did you ever collect Beanie Babies?
35. Myspace or Facebook?
Myspace. Facebook hates me because I'm not in school. Haters!
36. Do you have T-Mobile?
Yes. Sidekick II.
37. What is your favorite subject?
38. Do you sometimes wish you were someone else?
Anyone who can honetly, without the means of outside influence, state they are truly, absolutely, 100% happy.
39. Fall for the bad guys or good guys?
Homey don't swing that way.
40. Are you an outcast in school?
No, I'm just the only deaf kid/scratching post in the entire school district. I *LIVED* the movie "300"... and I won.
41. Last time you saw your parents?
42. Do you have any talents?
Many, but no much one cares for them.
43. Ever been in a wedding?
I was a Groomsman for Charlie.
44. Do you have any godchildren?
45. Last movie you watched?
Snakes on a Plane.
46. Are you missing anyone at the moment?
Does my sanity count as anyone?
47. Did you take a nap today?
I do not nap. I sleep.
49. Ever been on a cruise?
Nope, nor any desire to.
50. Favorite vacation spot?
Wilderness State Park... at least until that piece of shit Grant went there.
51. Favorite genre of music?
52. Do you have any wealthy friends?
Which kind of wealth?
53. Ever met anyone famous before?
What level of famous are we referring to here?
54. Favorite actor/actress?
Actor: Samuel Jackson
Actress: Rose McGowan
55. Are you multi-tasking right now?
There are no points in my life when I am not multi-tasking.
57. Could you handle being in the military?
No. I'd kill myself before I served in Dubbya's army.
58. Are you hungry or thirsty?
59. Favorite fast food restaurant?
60. Favorite Nightclub?
None. I hate places where you can't hear anyone.
62. Do you own a camera phone?
63. Ever had to take a sobriety test?
65. Can you speak any other languages?
I'm lucky I can speak English.
66. Last time you went to the gym or worked out?
67. How many pairs of shoes do you own?
68. Do you have a photo hosting site that you use?
69. Last place you were at?
70. What is your school mascot?
Trojan. That's we we coated Woody with condoms. huhuhuhuhuh.
71. Ever been to Las Vegas?
No, nor any desire to go there.
72. Ever been to Mexico for spring break?
No. I won't leave the country until DUbbya's out of office...
73. Have you ever bought condoms?
74. Do you have any regrets?
75. What do you think is your best feature?
76. Have you ever been gambling?
I wake up every day. That's gambling.
77. How old are your parents?
Older than me.
79. Do you have your wisdom teeth?
3 of em.
80. Favorite place to be?
Wilderness State Park.
81. Have you ever been to New York City?
No, and another place I never ever want to go...
82. Favorite sit down restaurant?
83. Ever been to Disney Land/World?
84. Do you have a favorite cartoon character?
I'm a sucker for Cartman.
85. Last thing you cooked?
Spanish Rice with Jalapeno Chicken Sausage.
86. How is the weather today?
87. Do you e-mail?
Uh, yeah. It's 2007.
88. Last letter/piece of mail you received besides junk or a bill?
Tax signature stuff from my accountant.
89. Favorite store?
90. Are you dating someone right now?
No, are you lookin'?
91. Last voicemail you received.
People with brains don't send me voicemail.
92. Do you drunk dial?
93. Stupidest thing you ever did with your cell phone
94. What is the best city in the state that you have lived in?
95. Favorite band?
Chapstik, Motor City Burgers, Primus, Van Halen.
96. Last time you were sick?
I might be now, but I think I'm a hypochondriac, so I'm not sure.
97. Are you lactose intolerant or do you have IBS?
No, but I have no gallbladder, so I'm gassy.
98. Last concert you went to?
Probably Chapstik last year.
99. Ready for the weekend?
I dread the weekends now...
100. What did you do last night?
Went to my parents to check on my mom after she got home from the hospital again.
Don't take the feint, folks. The finale of Battlestar Galactica supposedly showed you 4 regulars who think they're Cylons... but they're not. THINK:
Everyone of them LOVED a character who is now DEAD or GONE. They were hearing broadcasts of music from Earth thru some telepathic connection to the Cylon's they loved... a telepathic link that has been proven (Baltar and Six).
Lee Adama? CYLON.
Starbuck says "I've been to Earth. I'm going to take us there." US WHO?
I'll hold out the possibility that it's Daddy Adama who's the Cylon, but I suspect it's Lee.
This morning, I went out to the desk and there's an angry Chinese man with a strong accent demanding that I provide his son with headphones.
Then, I couldn't understand what he said as he was pointing at his daughter. I said "I'm sorry, what else?" and she's shoving a library card at me. While he's trying to say something, I indicate by pointing from my ear to my mouth that I'm deaf, and cannot understand him. This works for most people, but... not this guy. So anyhow I assume she's asking how to use the library card, so I explain how to use the library card to sign in. The guy then finally speaks clearly and says, "What hell matter with you? you deaf?"
I then pulled out one of my hearing aids, held it up like a prize winning trout and said "yes sir, as a matter of fact, I am".
I *LOVE* those moments.
After several years of hosting a GreyMatter blog within my TLN webspace, I decided it was time to remove my presense from TLN.
mcspoo.com will now act as my primary webspace for the forseeable future. I imagine this will make J. Michael Straczynski happy. He can buy the spoo.net domain from me now if he likes.
When a rapper add "MC" to his/her/it's name, the letters are intended to mean "Master of Ceremonies". As I am the Master of no Ceremony, I take the MC to mean "Master of Computers".
Soon, you will discover that "Skynet" was really "mcspoo.com", a website of such vast intelligence and waste that it gains a sense of being and decides to rule the world... muahahahaha
What if there is no Severus Snape? What if Snape is really... Harry Potter.
It would explain why Dumbledore trusts him implicitly.
I'm bored with professional wrestling again. I feel like a savant when I watch it, because no matter what they try to do, I know exactly what's going to happen before the bell rings. There's no innovation, and the wrestlers no longer have the desire to do anything innovative. Maybe I'm just getting too old for that crap.
of course, if I was too old for that crap, I wouldn't be a Harry Potter fan. I have Deathly Hollows on pre-order already. I pre-ordered it before it was even pre-orderable (is that a word?)
Digital Hearing aids take some getting used to. I still don't know if THIS is what everything sounds like. I have no basic memory of what sound is supposed to sound like. Every memory of sound I have is in regards to amplified sound, so my concept of sound quality ranges from the difference of analog hearing aids versus digital hearing aids now, with no understanding of whether or not either technology is actually the closest to real sound.
I hate Botsford Hospital. The mere idea of going there now makes me sick. If I broke my leg, and Botsford was a block away, I'd crawl 10 miles away so I'd be closer to another hospital.
I didn't win the MegaMillions. Too bad... I would have done a lot of good with that money. Fate doesn't give a damn about that though, does it?
What if you weren't meant to be alive? What if you'd cheated fate, and everything that came your way was never supposed to be? What if you were the ripple on the pond, and your mere existence caused everything in the world to be changed because... you spend 50 cents on a can of pop in 1979? What if an event occurred when you were a child, and you were "erronously" rescued because the guardians of time experienced a technical glitch? I know, it sounds lie the plot of "Final Destination" but I wonder sometimes of late if all my luck and existence is neither bad nor good because I wasn't supposed to be here. Silly, eh?
Am I burned out? Am I afraid? Both? I can't tell.