Sometimes, when I slice cheese for a sandwich, I worry about splitting a cheese atom and blowing my hand off.
I know my blogging's been shit lately. I'm just not quite up to it. Maybe later. If you want to make me feel better, to encourage me, you can try buying stuff from me. Who knows, it could be your bid that gives me the confidence to read "Sonic Disruptors" or Jim Shooter's "Fatale." It's win-win, people. You get a handful of "Marvel Two-In-One," and I spout off about the "Battle Royale" comics. And Supreme will stop crying.
Todd MacFarlane's Spawn was, for all its faults, and for its time, a slick, well-produced comic. Supreme was also a comic.
Rob Liefeld. I've touched on his "creations" before, but perhaps the best element of his Image/Awesome/Extreme work is the "who's that guy supposed to be?" game. Not much of a game, true. Supreme's... inspiration is fairly clear. The fun part with the other guys, though — you ever take your GI Joes apart and reassemble them to make new guys? I don't think Rob's creations even took that much effort; most of 'em seem like repaints.
They're your one-way
ticket to midnight.
I caught Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy Friday night — first time I’ve caught a movie opening night in I-can’t-say-how-long. It’s a good movie. Not great, but good, definitely watchable, buoyed a great deal by the performances. Sam Rockwell as Zaphod definitely brought up the average; I’d forgotten what a tool Zaphod is, and he definitely brought that out. It felt to me a whole lot like Sam Rockwell as Jeff Bridges as The Dude as Zaphod. Nothing much wrong with that. (Lots of folks are going to say “He’s George W. Bush!” — and kind of, he is. Rereading the book last night you notice Zaphod’s tendency to be in the right place at the right time despite any apparent short-comings.)
It’s nice to see the Henson Creature Shop still getting work, what with George Lucas abandoning the real world for CGI. The other effects were just as great, the presentation of the Guide itself incredible and hilarious, and the very simple representation of the Heart of Gold’s Improbability Drive cracked me up. I also want a toasting knife very badly.
The ending stinks, though. Compared to all the shit they went through to get to that point, having the Vogons shooting at them again seems terrifically ho-hum. And Marvin saves the day at the end of the book, so shut up about that, already. And if you’re going to have a plot about some guy wanting some gun, please consider resolving it at some point. I would have sworn the movie had another half hour to go when it stopped.
I’ve seen more than one person on the internerd complain about the Vogon ships, more specifically, how no one says anything about them being like bricks. Look, that’s descriptive narrative. Motion pictures have these pictures, see, that make a lot of that stuff redundant. It’s what kept the Lord of the Rings movies from being any more than 10 hours long. If you think someone in a movie needs to, and can, say something like “The ships hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks don't,” you’re a dumbass. No matter how clever and hilarious that is, it really has no place in a movie.
But yeah. Good movie, some great performances, and well done, unobtrusive effects. I like it. And a lot of folks seemed to have seen it over the weekend. It always shocks me just how many nerds and geeks there are.
Check out this mushroom house Amelie made.
Consider me jealous. She’s really good at this stuff — not that you’d know from asking her about it, but she is. And I’m terrifically proud of her, especially for dealing with a less-than-stellar professor and still managing to do as well as she did. Also, mushrooms are awesome.