Talking About Stuff, with Mike and Christiana

Movie Review: Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

Well, there was some complicated scheduling involved, and I'll be working a little over the weekend, but I just got back from seeing Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.



Now, I've loved the books ever since I first read them in High School, even rereading them a few times since then. They were somewhat groundbreaking to me then, the first time I realized how well genres can mix, in this case, humor and science fiction.

I've been looking forward to this film for a while, but I've had to frequently take a step back and remember that any adaptation of something that meant so much to me was not likely to be perfect.

But then, I've felt for a long time that it's a mistake to insist that a film adaptation of a book adhere too slavishly to the source material, because there are simply things that books do better than films, and vice versa.

Here's the thing, if you were one of those people who got really upset that Tom Bombadil wasn't in Lord of the Rings, this film might well make you pretty unhappy. There are a lot of things that are different, so if you go in expecting the film to follow the book line by line, word for word, you're going to be pretty disappointed.

Some of the changes seemed unnecessary, some I didn't much care for, some I really liked, but none of them really upset me. The worst thing that can really be said about the film is that, from time to time, it's a little... well, boring sounds harsh, so I'll just say slow.

Reread the books, and you'll find that they really aren't as laugh-a-minute as you might recall. The film has a lot of good, but there are a few points here and there where you're just kind of smiling expectantly, waiting for the jokes to start again.

There are also a few bits where it occurred to me that some types of humor simply work better on the page than they do aloud.

That said, there is a lot that I really enjoyed. I laughed out loud in a number of places and smiled happily through many others. I hesitate to get into specifics because I think to relate anything out of context would only diminish it I think. You're either planning to see the film or you aren't. If you are, then odds are you'll see it no matter what I say. If you're not a fan of the books, then I'm not sure that the movie will convince you that you should be, but you might just enjoy it anyway.

If it sounds like I'm damning the film with faint praise, that's not my intention. There's a lot to like, but it's not perfect. Still, I enjoyed myself a great deal.

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Armchair Surviving

Hoo boy, the remaining survivors will rue the day they voted out Stephanie instead of Tom. I suspect that it must have something to do with the high stress and emotions of that whole situation, because an objective evaluation should have told them that Tom was a MUCH bigger threat than Stephanie.

If they were voting her out for some other reason, that would be one thing, but if the supposed reason they voted for her was that she was a threat, (Which they all said it was), then they were just plain stupid.

Tom is clearly a much bigger threat. They had their shot, and they didn't take it. They'll have only themselves to blame if he sweeps the remaining challenges. Frankly, the fact that he lost this one was practically a fluke, since so much of what happened in the challenge happened by accident. It wasn't a particularly good challenge in that sense, but it's a good thing every so often to have a challenge like that, to just mix things up a little.

There are really no good reasons to vote off Stephanie instead of Tom. Tribe loyalty? What the hell? That's a load of crap. They've all said, Tom most of all, that it's an individual game now. And boy did he not help his own case last night with that speech of "don't hold it against me that I was strong". I mean, I can totally see his point, but he's essentially trying to tell them why they shouldn't vote off their strongest competition at the same time that he's telling them to vote off Stephanie because she's strong competition!

Boneheads, all of them. Caryn especially. For all that she might want to say about "being honest", there's a big difference between being honest and being stupid. The only good reason to tell Tom what she did about the plot against him was if she wanted to be in a strong alliance with him to the exclusion of the others, but she blew that opportunity by being so wishy-washy about it. She essentially gave him extremely valuable info and got nothing in return but disdain and suspicion from both sides.

Now, Ian and Gregg sticking with Tom is not a bad move, because voting Tom off is a step in the girls voting off the guys direction and they don't want to go down that road at all. Now, I was thinking that going for the girls against guys tact was the wrong move for Stephanie, but it looks like it might have worked if not for Caryn. Jen even seemed borderline smart last night, and I respect her a lot more now that she suggested she'd vote off Gregg if it meant going farther in the game.

So, I'm a little bummed that Stephanie is out, but at least she managed to stick around a little longer. Now that she's gone, I'm rooting for Tom or Ian still, but we'll have to see how it all plays out.

Still, this is the turning point of the season I think, where the paranoia and the scheming and the backstabbing really clicks into high-gear. Think about it, Tom is one obvious choice to vote off, but they already blew that. If he wins immunity again, who is going to go? It could almost be anybody at this point!

Just on a non-game-related note, I am very glad that I had heard that the President was speaking tonight, because I was going out to dinner and I was having to record the show. On foresight, I set the DVR to record the shows following Survivor as well, which was good, because CBS did pre-empt the shew, and if I hadn't told it to record CSI also, then I would have missed Survivor! And I would have been pissed!

As it is, it worked out fine. ^_^
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Gender Stereotypes be Damned! Guys are the lightweights!

All they have to do is read about alcohol, and they're off and running. Check it out:

Exposure to Alcohol-Related Words Increase Men's Sex Drive

Forget Viagra, maybe all guys really have to do is carry around a few flashcards with "keg" and "liquor" on them.

Hmm, the latter would be best, I think.

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Movie Review: The Beach
Requested by Mike

It took me a little while to get to this one, but here it is, as requested.

The Beach



I have this on DVD, but I didn't buy it. Interestingly enough, it belonged to a former roommate of mine who owned exactly one DVD, this one, and given that, was surprisingly indifferent towards it. She left it behind when she moved out, and I stuck it in with all my others.

I saw it a while back and remember liking it pretty well, but not thinking about it in too much detail, so revisiting it with the specific intent to review it was an interesting experience.

To begin with, it was directed by Danny Boyle, which I hadn't realized before. He's perhaps better known as the director of Trainspotting, and 28 Days Later. His most recently released film is Millions, which I have not yet seen, but my friend Mike has a good review of it here.

I've always enjoyed his work as a director, though with a few exceptions aside, I think his particular stylistic influences aren't necessarily as obvious in this film as it is in some of his others.

But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let's begin with Leo.

Leonardo DiCaprio is, I think, sometimes underrated as a good actor. To be sure, he's a pretty face, but with the mega-success of Titanic, a lot of people seem to have gotten it into their heads that that's all he is. In this film, he is good as always, but he's got an odd character on his hands.

Leo plays Richard, an American tourist who is tired of the same old thing. He's in Bangkok, looking for adventure, but he soon begins to feel that even there, people have a tendency to bring their homes with them, making even the most exotic location into just another Spring Break beach party.

"We all travel thousands of miles," he says, "just to check in to some place with all the comforts of home, and you gotta ask yourself, what is the point of that?"

And yet, even this early in the film, we get hints that maybe Richard is going to have a hard time being happy anywhere. There's an almost desperate loneliness and insecurity beneath a thick layer of bravado that he smears on like sun-block whenever he's exposed and vulnerable.

Take an early scene where he's strolling through a bazaar, commenting to himself that everything around him seems phony, just rigged up for the tourists who want just a little culture shock, but not a lot. Then one man asks him if he would like to drink some snake blood.

Initially, he's grossed out and declines, but then the man essentially calls him chicken, suggesting that he's just another tourist who wants everything to be safe and familiar.

Challenged, he accepts and soon he's got a shot glass of red liquid, snake blood mixed with (I think) some kind of alcohol. He forces it down, screwing up his face like a little kid being made to eat his broccoli. Then, once it's down, he smiles and looks around as if to say: "There, I did it. Does everybody like me now?"

Then late one night, he crosses paths with Daffy, played by Robert Carlyle, as exactly the type of guy who smart people should avoid crossing paths with. He seems drunk and probably high, and, as Richard observes: "No offense man, but you're f***ed in the head, right?"

But Daffy tells Richard about a beach. A perfect beach, one too good for people, but there are a few people there anyway, living in paradise.

The next morning, Richard finds a map tacked to his door. When he goes to ask Daffy about it, Daffy is very, very dead. His wrists are slit, and there is blood everywhere, on the bed, on the walls... Not the death of a man with a clean conscience.

But now Richard has the map. In the interest of adventure, but tired of traveling alone, he enlists a beautiful French girl and (reluctantly) her French boyfriend, and the three of them decide to find this mysterious beach.

The story that unfolds from there may not be what you expect. In most Hollywood films, the protagonist has "quirks" that make them "interesting" or sometimes even "eccentric", but those quirks will ultimately have no impact on the protagonist becoming the "good guy" and stepping up to do the right thing when things get tough.

In The Beach, Richard doesn't have 'quirks', he has deep-seated psychological issues that make him not particularly well-suited for high-stress situations. He doesn't handle personal relationships very well, and eventually, a series of lies come back to haunt him, and he has to spend an extended period of time alone in the jungle, watching and waiting. During this period, he really begins to lose all touch with reality. In an interesting scene, and one of the few that really exudes Danny Boyle's style, Richard imagines himself in a video game. In many ways, Richard's character reminded me of no one so much as Private Gomer Pyle, the looney-tunes marine recruit, from Full Metal Jacket. In fact, I suspect that this was somewhat intentional, as more than a few scenes feature Leo with his face angled downward, looking up at the camera in a shot that is classic Kubrick.

The overall theme of the movie, as I see it, is similar to Richard's dilemma at the beginning of the film. People bring their problems with them. There may be such a thing as a paradise, but as soon as people go there, it is tainted. Nobody wants to think that they are the one that ruins something, but sometimes trying to pretend otherwise just makes things worse in the long run.

The movie gets a little muddled near the end, and in some ways loses sight of it's own point. The denouement in particular seems like it wants to forget about the severity of what came before, as though the worst thing that happened was a fistfight or two. Ultimately, I think that the movie suffers from a lack of sympathetic characters, (the French boyfriend is actually the only character who always does the right thing,) and of some inconsistency of theme.

Still, there is a lot of good here. To begin with, the cinematography and landscapes surrounding the islands and the beach is really gorgeous. Also, Leo is always good, but he takes a character that most actors would have tried to make into a hero, and really follows through with the mental issues he has.

(Interesting side note: Apparently Danny Boyle wanted Ewan MacGregor for the role, but the studio made him take Leo instead. It would have been interesting to see that, because I love Ewan, but Leo really brought an excellent buried insecurity to the role that really made the character into something interesting and original.)

In the end, I'd say it's not a great film, but it is a good one, yet some of what makes it good is so subtle that I'm not a bit surprised it didn't do very well at the box office, despite Leo's star power. Still, I think that, depending on your own personal taste, you might enjoy this movie. In particular, I think people who really like Fight Club will like this one too, as I felt like there was a lot of stylistic and thematic overlap, despite the vastly different settings.

And remember everyone, feel free to request any review that you'd like me to do. Have a favorite film you'd like my take on? Looking to see something but want to know if it's any good? Just drop me a line and I'll work on a review!


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Hoo-ah!!! Hungry Squirrels Victorious!!


Oh yeah! We win! Thanks to excellent play from everyone on the team, we triumphed over NCISP.NET, 17 to 7.

It even made up for us getting royally stomped by Road Rash on Monday.

Furthermore, I got to play catcher for the first three innings this time. That was pretty exciting. Definitely a lot more active than sitting out in right field. It might be overstatement to say that I played catcher well, but I can definitely say that I committed no errors that cost us runs and I did often actually 'catch' the ball.

Last of all, I have now officially received my very first softball injury. Witness the gruesome carnage.

If you kind of squint, you can kind of see some bruising under the nail of the middle finger there.

But don't worry about me, I totally shook it off. I'm pretty bad-ass that way.

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Corroboration! Booze GROWS brain cells!

You all may remember a story a while back where a study showed that alcohol reduces the risk of becoming mentally impaired!

Well, now they've done a study with mice, demonstrating that alcohol can help stimulate the growth of new brain cells!
Moderate alcohol consumption over a relatively long period of time can enhance the formation of new nerve cells in the adult brain. The new cells could prove important in the development of alcohol dependency and other long-term effects of alcohol on the brain. The findings are published by Karolinska Institutet.


I propose we go to human testing right away.

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Meanwhile, back at Casa del Christiana's Apartment...

With all that's going on in the world today, it's important to really take the time for the important things in life. To really challenge yourself by doing things that stimulate your mind and your body...


Like watching reality TV and trying to eat M&M's with chopsticks.

A Long, but Excellent Analysis of the Situation in Iraq

Over at Jerry Pournell's website, in the current mail section, he's got up an excellent article that someone sent to him, regarding our situation over in Iraq, and why there is good reason to be optimistic.

Here's just the beginning:


"Do not try to do too much with your own hands. Better the Arabs do it tolerably than that you do it perfectly. It is their war, and you are to help them, not to win it for them." - T. E. Lawrence

It is time to say it unequivocally: We are winning in Iraq.

If current trends continue, our counter-insurgent campaign in Iraq will be fit to be mentioned in the same breath as the British victory over a Communist insurgency in Malaysia in the 1950s, a textbook example of this form of war. Our counterinsurgency has gone through the same stages as that of the Brits five decades ago: confusion in the initial reaction to the insurgency, followed by a long period of adjustment, and finally the slow but steady erosion of the insurgency's military and political base. Even as there has been a steady diet of bad news about Iraq in the media over the last year, even as some hawks have bailed on the war in despair, even as Secretary of Defense Rumsfeld has become everyone's whipping boy, the U.S. military has been regaining the strategic upper hand.


The article is very long, but it has a lot of things that I didn't know and it's made me look at a number of issues in a different light. I highly recommend it.
Serenity, (The Firefly Movie), has a trailer!

If you're not already familiar with it, Firefly, from Joss Whedon, the creator of Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel, was a hell of a good show that was tragically cut short, taken off the air long before it's time.

However, the DVD set, with all 14 episodes showed millions of people how great a show it was, and they sold enough of them that they greenlit a movie: Serenity



It was supposed to come out this Summer, but then they delayed it until September 30th. However, they've just released a trailer.

I think the trailer looks pretty cool, though it doesn't seem to have as much humor as the show did, though that's probably just the trailer. I guess they decided to emphasize the action elements. We'll see how the marketing will evolve between now and September, but I'm psyched about this movie.

In the meantime, you can find the trailer here, or if you want to download the quicktime version, right click and save as right here.

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More on Movie Scrubbing

Well, apparently AMC has a documentary coming up about private industry movie censoring, called: Bleep! Censoring Hollywood.

But this Washington Post writer isn't impressed, and frankly, though I haven't seen the documentary in question, I suspect he's probably right on the money. AMC is hardly the channel I'd tune to if I want an insightful intelligent discussion of movie censorship. They're like TCM's annoying younger brother.

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I Knew it! Watching TV Makes You Smarter!

Okay, well, it's not actually a scientific study, but this guy Stephen Johnson has written a book about it, and in this article in the New York times, he lays out a summarized version of his argument.

Basically, he suggests that contemporary television engages the mind in a much more active way, compared to television of past decades.

He begins by describing a complicated recent episode of the Fox drama, 24.
For decades, we've worked under the assumption that mass culture follows a path declining steadily toward lowest-common-denominator standards, presumably because the ''masses'' want dumb, simple pleasures and big media companies try to give the masses what they want. But as that ''24'' episode suggests, the exact opposite is happening: the culture is getting more cognitively demanding, not less. To make sense of an episode of ''24,'' you have to integrate far more information than you would have a few decades ago watching a comparable show. Beneath the violence and the ethnic stereotypes, another trend appears: to keep up with entertainment like ''24,'' you have to pay attention, make inferences, track shifting social relationships. This is what I call the Sleeper Curve: the most debased forms of mass diversion — video games and violent television dramas and juvenile sitcoms — turn out to be nutritional after all.

He also cites shows like The Sopranos, Lost, and The West Wing as requiring similar levels of concentration. Television shows, he argues, used to follow one or two primary characters through a single, self-contained plot thread that was resolved completely by the end of the episode. Whereas many of today's shows require active concentration and a memory of what has come before.

It's a great article, and you really should read the whole thing. Frankly, I'm persuaded, and not just because I feel a little vindicated for watching so much TV. He goes on to discuss how many shows these days, ER for example, will use a lot of sophisticated jargon in their dialogue without stopping to hold the viewer's hand through it all, thus requiring people watching to raise their level of awareness in order to follow the program. The point is that these shows are harder to just watch like a zombie. You have to keep thinking.

Also, he discusses reality TV, and though he's apparently not a big fan, he still suggests that shows like Survivor and The Apprentice are far better than their 70's and 80's counterparts, shows like The Newlywed Game, etc.

The pleasure in these shows comes not from watching other people being humiliated on national television; it comes from depositing other people in a complex, high-pressure environment where no established strategies exist and watching them find their bearings. That's why the water-cooler conversation about these shows invariably tracks in on the strategy displayed on the previous night's episode: why did Kwame pick Omarosa in that final round? What devious strategy is Richard Hatch concocting now?


He proceeds to explain a few of the reasons he thinks this is happening, and the benefits that can be found from this emerging trend, but what really won me over was the following selection, where he echoes many of the things I've been thinking lately regarding censorship and "scrubbing" of movies.

What I am arguing for is a change in the criteria we use to determine what really is cognitive junk food and what is genuinely nourishing. Instead of a show's violent or tawdry content, instead of wardrobe malfunctions or the F-word, the true test should be whether a given show engages or sedates the mind. Is it a single thread strung together with predictable punch lines every 30 seconds? Or does it map a complex social network? Is your on-screen character running around shooting everything in sight, or is she trying to solve problems and manage resources? If your kids want to watch reality TV, encourage them to watch "Survivor" over "Fear Factor." If they want to watch a mystery show, encourage "24" over "Law and Order." If they want to play a violent game, encourage "Grand Theft Auto" over "Quake." Indeed, it might be just as helpful to have a rating system that used mental labor and not obscenity and violence as its classification scheme for the world of mass culture.

Anyway, I'm sufficiently intrigued by this article, that I think I'm going to buy his book: Everything Bad is Good For You: How Today's Popular Culture is Making Us Smarter, which comes out in May.

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Life, the Universe, and Everything: Now at your fingertips!

Those wacky folks over at the BBC have set up a Wikipedia style Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy!

It's called H2G2, as in Two H's, Two G's in "Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy!" and it's pretty entertaining. Check it out, and watch your productivity plummet as you spend the rest of the afternoon searching for funny entries!!! MWA-HA-HA-HA!

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Splitting "Air"s

Okay, this post links to a funny essay by John Varley about stupid TSA rules. It's well worth reading, despite the horrible, horrible, unfunny pun that I was compelled to use in the post title.

It contains the following excerpt:
No, the new rule I’m thinking of concerns air travel. It seems it’s not safe enough, in this post 9/11 world. The great thinkers at Homeland Security have already protected us from people carrying pocketknives and scissors onto airplanes. Here’s the new rule:

Stuff you can’t take onto an airplane:

Kitchen matches.
Cigarette lighters.

Things you can take onto an airplane:

4 books of safety matches.

Now, I really need some help here. I’ve been raking my brain—a much more painful process than either racking or wracking—and I haven’t been able to come up with many things you can do with a cigarette lighter that you can’t do with a book of matches. You can easily throw a lighter or a book of matches. You can put either item into your mouth, thought I wouldn’t recommend eating them. Neither item will fit in your ear. You can stick a cigarette lighter or a book of matches up your ass, if that’s your bag.


He has a number of good essays up, always entertaining even when I disagree with his politics. For example, this recent one suggesting which country we should target next: Iceland: Threat or Menace?

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Astonishing Discovery!! Mars has dust and wind!!!!!

Those invaluable Mars rovers have done it again, this time capturing Martian Dust Devils on video!



"This is the best look we've ever gotten of the wind effects on the martian surface as they are happening," said Dr. Mark Lemmon, a rover team member and atmospheric scientist at Texas A&M University, College Station.

Spirit, operated from NASA's Jet Propulsion Laboratory in Pasadena, Calif., has been using its navigation camera to routinely check for dust devils. It began seeing dust devils last month in individual frames from the camera. Lemmon said, "We're hoping to learn about how dust is kicked up into the atmosphere and how the wind is interacting with the surface. It's exciting that we now have a systematic way of capturing dust devils in movies rather than isolated still images."


And before you ask, yes I did download the whole movie file, just like when I downloaded the mp3 file of what wind sounds like on Titan, because I am, in fact, a deviant geek.



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EXTREEEEEEEEME!!!! (Video Games edition)

Wow, talk about multi-tasking. Sometimes I wonder if our culture is becoming so information saturated that we can no longer be content paying attention to one thing at a time anymore. When we watch TV, we're also surfing the net. While we're reading a book, we're also listening to music and doing the laundry.

How else can we explain this: Sky-High Gamers Go to Extremes

These folks are playing video games while sky-diving!!! Super Mario DS on wireless multi-player to be precise!



"It was a rush," said Myers. "Playing in the air was pretty exciting. It was also incredibly difficult. Some of the problems were that when you were jumping, you needed to bring both hands together on the DS, and it seriously decreased your stability."

Yet, notwithstanding the risks, the four sky divers proved that an ad hoc network set up using the wireless functions of a Nintendo DS works perfectly at distances of nearly 400 feet while falling 120 miles an hour.

Gone are the days when falling out of an airplane was enough to occupy our full attention.

It's a shame really, because bad things can happen to inattentive sky-divers...

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Movie Review: Transformers: The Movie (Movie Marathon 6 of 6)

In many ways, this was the film I was most anticipating. Of the three films I had already seen, this was the one that really drew my interest. I wasn't alone, because even though it was 5:15AM, about a dozen people who hadn't been there for the marathon came in just for this movie.

Transformers: The Movie




I saw this movie in the theater when I was eight years old. I remember being upset when Optimus Prime died. I remember that my imagination was captivated by the thought of a giant planet-sized robot that ate other planets. It's one of the first movies I really remember seeing.

Though I've often thought about it, I had not seen it since then, not once in almost 20 years. I'd seen it in the video store, heard about it here or there, and I'd always kind of wanted to see it again, but I never did, until I saw it at the bottom of the schedule for this movie marathon. I was pretty excited.

Sometimes, when you revisit a treasured memory of your childhood, it's just as powerful as when you first saw it.

Unfortunately, there are other times where you realize that, at eight years old, you had pretty crappy taste.

For me, watching Transformers again was the latter. Now to be fair, I was pretty tired by that point, and I think I even dozed off at one point, though it couldn't have been for more than a minute or so.

Would I have liked it more had I been wide awake? Maybe, but I doubt it. I think that my problem was really that, in my heart, I was kind of expecting it to be a good movie. I certainly remembered it that way. If I had come to the theater that evening expecting something ridiculously cheesy, I might have been more satisfied.

But the movie is a weird mish-mash of childish silliness and some genuinely disturbing stuff. I hadn't realized it before, but a few of those images had found their way into my nightmares over the years. And there is a lot of death in the movie. Not just Optimus Prime, but at least a dozen other characters. Now, I know they're just robots, but they are presented as though they are living things with "souls" so to speak, and they are just gunned down left and right, some of them rather horribly, Starscream, for example, who after being shot in anger by a laser beam, turns gray and crumbles to dust with a terrified expression on his face.

Then, what are we to make of the incredibly cheesy dialogue, some of it serious but nearly incomprehensible: "Ultra Magnus. A cursory evaluation of Decpticon capabilities indicates a distinct tactical deficiency." And other exchanges have characters calling each other names like "Beryllium baloney" and "Cesium Salami".

And don't even get me started on the bizarre soundtrack. Full of 80's pop power-balads that have only a cursory connection to what is happening on screen, if that. And at one point, seriously, "Dare to be Stupid" by Weird Al Yankovic! I'm sure I loved it when I was 8, and I can still appreciate the song, but what the freakin f*** is it doing over an action sequence in a Transformers movie?!?

Now, clearly, there are those who still appreciate it. Surely the die-hard Transformers fans love it. After all, how else can we explain the people who came in at 5AM just to see it? There must be a lot of them too, because there's talk of a big-budget, live-action Transformers movie. It sounds like a terrible idea to me, because as kinda cool as the idea of transforming robots is, I think it would just look silly in live-action.

So, I actually did gain some nostalgic pleasure from the movie, and it does have some pretty impressive images, in particular relating to Unicron, (believe it or not, voiced by ORSON WELLES in his last film appearance!). But the biggest reason that I'm glad I saw it is simply that I've been waiting to see it again for almost twenty years, and now that I have, I can stop thinking about it.

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Movie Review: Coffy (Movie Marathon 5 of 6)

So what better way to follow up a cult exploitation film than with a cult "blaxploitation" film? Next up: Coffy



I discovered this film while perusing the extra features of the Jackie Brown DVD. They included a number of trailers for the many seventies films that formed much of the inspiration for Jackie Brown, many of them starring Pam Grier herself. Notable amongst these, is Coffy.

Pam Grier plays the title role, a nurse whose eleven-year-old sister got hooked on heroin by a sleazy local pusher. Coffy is pissed! Thus, the rest of the movie, where she goes about getting revenge on everyone involved, moving up the latter from the dealer to the supplier. Then when her friend, a good cop named Carter, gets beat nearly to death for not being crooked, she takes her rampage even farther, to include crooked cops, powerful businessmen and even politicians.

She's tough and resourceful, and pretty bad-ass. When Coffy is pissed, you want to stay out of her way. There are plenty of people in the film who learn that lesson too late.

This is the kind of film where people get their heads blown off by shotguns, and any time where there is a remotely plausible way for a woman's breasts to be exposed, they will be. Consider, for example, when Coffy picks a fight with a number of high-class hookers at a cocktail party. It's the type of fight that Coffy prepares for by strategically placing razor blades in her hair. One by one, each of those fancy cocktail dresses gets "torn" in the fighting.

It's not high art by any stretch of the imagination, but it was never intended to be. For what it is, it's a lot of fun, and when Coffy fires that shotgun for the last time, it's pretty damn satisfying.

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Movie Review: Death Race 2000 (Movie Marathon 4 of 6)

By this point in the evening, it was 2 A.M. and all but the truly committed had left, and so the original sixty-some attendees had dwindled to thirty or so, and we were all pretty loopy, but the constant supplies of caffeine and popcorn from the concession stand, along with any other marathon survival supplies people had brought, we were wired to boot.

In other words, in the perfect mood for the next film: Death Race 2000.



Like with Conan, I hadn't seen this film, but I definitely knew of it as a cult classic. In particular, when Kill Bill was in theaters, people mentioned it alongside Kung Fu as something they knew David Carradine from.

I also knew the premise. Set in the future, a satire on violent sports where drivers compete in a transcontinental road race, scoring points when they run over people.

I got what I expected on that score, but I was pleased to discover that the film is also pretty clever. Like any good seventies exploitation film, it's got plenty of the two B's, blood and breasts, but there are also fun little moments of dark humor, as with the races passionate fans, who treat the whole thing like an elaborate game, trying to see exactly how close they can get to the racers without getting run over. And of course, they usually get just a little bit closer than that.

Also fun are the different drivers, who choose their personas, then dress up their cars and themselves accordingly. "Calamity Jane" wears a cowboy hat and adorns her car with a pair of long, pointy bullhorns. "Matilda the Hun" is a Nazi, who plasters swastikas on her "Buzzbomb", and gleefully shouts "Blitzkrieg!" whenever she mows down a hapless pedestrian. A young Sylvester Stallone plays "Machine Gun Joe", and dresses like a 30s gangster.

To the extent that the film has a hero, it's "Frankenstein", played by David Carradine, a driver who wears a mask and dresses head to toe in skin-tight black leather. Supposedly, he's been in so many crashes that he has "half a face, half a chest, and all the guts in the world!" He's the reigning champion, but he and the other racers have more to contend with this year, as a group of resistance fighters seems determined to stop the race at any cost.

Also fun is the subplot regarding the president of the 'United Provinces of America', an extrapolation of American "imperialism" where the United States rules most of the world, and the fascist "President" rules from a palace in Bejing, entertaining the masses with the race, just like gladiators in ancient Rome. It's important to maintain the propoganda, so when the rebels begin taking out the racers, it is important to put the right spin on it. Therefore the people are told that France is attacking the racers, determined to destroy the race, "just like they destroyed our once proud economy."

The movie, as I mentioned, is cleverer than you might expect from a movie so deliberately constructed to offend people. But walk in with an enjoyment of exploitation films and an appreciation for dark humor, and you'll love it.

UPDATE!!
Oh, man, how could I forget? Just for extra fun, the print we watched had Swedish subtitles. Is that cool or what?

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Movie Review: Conan the Barbarian (Movie Marathon 3 of 6)

So after the cheesy musical surrealism of Xanadu, it was time to move to something that, while still fun, was a little weightier and more serious.

Conan the Barbarian: Thief, Warrior, Gladiator, King... Arnold



I'd never seen this before, though I'd long considered it a significant gap in my film education. The truth is, I didn't even really know that much about it, other than that Arnold Schwarzenegger played Conan, and that it was about a famous barbarian, featuring sword fighting and the like.

I'd had the impression of the film as being more historical and less fantasy, and I definitely hadn't forseen the abundance of exposed breasts, but while it was somewhat different than I had expected, it was no less entertaining.

It's definitely not as technically slick as a lot of the more contemporary adventure epics, but that's to be expected given when it was made. Instead of technological proficiency, (though I imagine many of the effects were pretty spiffy at the time,) the film has heart. There is none of the cynical wink-at-the-camera type self-awareness that we'd likely see if this movie were made today.

Conan is not a cultured man-about-town that just happens to be good with a sword. Early in the movie, as he is discovering his own skills as a gladiator, a naked woman is brought to his private cell for him to have his way with. He approaches her gently, reassuringly, and offers her a fur to cover herself with. "Ah," we think, "he's a gentleman." But no. He leads her over to the bed and proceeds to have his way with her. He didn't want to hurt her, but he still intends to satisfy himself, by Crom.

James Earl Jones plays Thusla Doom, a sort of philosopher-warrior who was amongst those who invaded Conan's village when he was a child. It was Thusla Doom that appraised young Conan's mother with sad eyes, as she bravely tried to shield her son from harm. Then he calmly decapitated her right in front of Conan.

For a long time, Conan had no way of doing anything about it. He spent years enslaved at hard labor, then more as a gladiator, building his strength and learning to fight. It's many years later and he's an adult by the time he picks up on Thusla Doom's trail again, but Conan is the type to hold a grudge.

Along the way, he picks up some companions, notably Valeria, a tall, blonde warrior-woman who is practically custom-tailored as a match for Conan. Smart, funny, tough. She's pretty awesome actually. Considering that I hadn't even known there was such a character in the movie, she was a pleasant surprise. One that I'll have to keep in mind for the edits on my own barbarian warrior-woman story.

Anyway, if you've seen it, you know the rest of the plot. If you haven't, you don't need to know any more. I think it's a great adventure film that delivers the goods, even without the benefit of sophisticated CGI special effects. That said, given Arnold's accent and all the odd words contained in the dialogue, there are times where I wouldn't have minded having some subtitles.
Movie Review: Xanadu (Movie Marathon 2 of 6)

So after the wonderful opening note, the marathon moved on to the next film: Xanadu.



This movie was released in 1980, that awkward adolescence between the brave-new-world cheesiness of the seventies and the horrid pink-shirt machismo of the eighties, and boy does it ever show.

Consider, for example, one sequence in this film where the protagonist is wearing the following:

- Feathered, shoulder-length, seventies hair
- A pink hawaiian shirt with cartoon fish on it, opened halfway down his chest
- Red short-shorts with white trim
- Knee-high athletic socks
- White roller skates with red wheels

And this is presented with an earnest confidence and a total absence of irony or self-consciousness. You'd think that would be the perfect example of the worst fashion the early 80's had to offer, but you'd be wrong. The surrealistic delight of watching this movie is being near-blinded by the supreme ridiculousness of one scene only to have the next one top it. Again and again and again.

The plot is just as weird. Apparently Zeus, for some reason, becomes concerned with a tortured young artist. We know he is tortured because his workspace is messy and he tears up one of his paintings, conveniently done on paper instead of canvas.

So a muse, played by Olivia Newton John, who spends approximately two thirds of the movie on roller skates, is sent to inspire him to create a roller-disco with an aging multi-millionaire, played by Gene Kelly, who used to be a clarinet player. She was only supposed to inspire him, she never knew she would ... fall in love.

This is the kind of movie where... strange things happen. Sometimes, they are simply bad writing. For example, at the beach, when he needs to chase after this beautiful "mystery girl", the main character runs up to a girl, grabs her moped away from her and says "I need to borrow this." Apparently, he really needs that moped, and it would be a downer if the girl got mad, so she smiles and says "Sure!"

Translation: "Yes, I will loan my moped to you, a total stranger, for an undisclosed period of time so that you can chase after another total stranger, that you don't even know, and who is running away from you."

Sometimes, the characters go to a set that has no conceivable plausible reason to exist, for example, a large studio set owned by a record label, that produces holographic representations of a variety of romantic landscapes for the characters to roller skate through in a romantic fashion. The excuse given for the existence of such an absurd and unbelievably expensive thing? Apparently, to "inspire the musicians." The unsubtle symbolism of the slowly erecting palm trees on the beach landscape is just a bonus.

At another point... No, I can't ruin it for you. It happens during a romantic musical number, when they suddenly... look a little different.

The acting is also bizarre. Gene Kelly is a good actor, but this role is a very good example of changing times. While it surely was intended to be completely innocent, it comes off today as almost creepy and very very gay. The main character provides the sort of stiff, awkward acting we usually get when singers or dancers are given the lead in a bad movie. The odd thing is that he isn't a particularly good singer or dancer either. He's moderately good looking except for the clothes and the hair, but I can't help thinking that, if you don't need someone who can act, sing, or dance, then there are probably better looking guys to be had.

This is not a movie to watch alone, lest your head explode. However, if you ever want to have an eighties theme party, where you have a bunch of drunk people who grew up in the eighties, then a viewing of Xanadu could be a lot of fun.

Did I mention it's a musical?

P.S. Apparently we were priveledged to see a special "International version" of the ending, awkwardly cut into the regular American ending. I'm about to completely spoil both endings for you, but if you are watching a film like this for the endings, then you deserve to have them spoiled, just to teach you a lesson.

The American ending features Kira, the muse who had been forced to leave earth forever, returning anyway for the climactic musical number and to be reunited with her boyfriend. Our version had her come back just for the musical number, then disappearing, leaving the poor guy all alone, for about four seconds, at which point the movie suddenly flipped awkwardly back to the original ending where they are together. It was pretty much the perfect finish.

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Movie Review: Big Trouble In Little China (Movie Marathon 1 of 6)

As it happens, it's not terribly difficult to stay up all night for a movie marathon. Recovering is trickier. While technically I have since slept enough to make up the distance, I've been feeling groggy and disoriented almost all weekend.

Still, would I do it again? Um, give me a couple days, but yes! It was a blast.

First up, we had a true classic: Big Trouble in Little China


If you haven't seen it, I hardly even know where to start. Directed by John Carpenter of The Thing and Halloween fame, it departs from the cold and sticky horror of those films, and instead becomes a deliriously goofy and sly bastard child of the supernatural action genre and the kung-fu, chop-socky flick...

It's a little hard to describe.

It was a little hard for the studio too. Not to mention film-goers. At the time of its release, people didn't know what to make of it and it was the biggest flop of John Carpenter's career.

Maybe I should start at the beginning. The movie opens with a scene that was never in the script and was added at the request of the film's producers. A government official is questioning an old asian man about his "version of what happened."

"You mean the truth," says the man.

The conversation turns to the whereabouts of one Jack Burton. "You leave Jack Burton alone," says the man. "We are in his debt. He showed great courage."

Now why was this scene added? Well, the producers apparently felt that truck-driver Jack Burton (Kurt Russell) wasn't coming across as heroic enough, and so this scene was intended to build him up a little before he officially appears. John Carpenter and Kurt Russell didn't object, because frankly, the very idea of the scene makes the whole reality even funnier.

You see, Jack Burton is not heroic! Or at least, he's not a hero. He's the sidekick! He's the comic relief. The one who makes one-liners while the hero is kicking ass. He just thinks he's the hero, and that the real hero is his sidekick. And the movie treats him that way, as the main character and the hero.

That was the central idea of the movie. What about an adventure where the sidekick thinks he's the hero? So the very idea that the producers would insist on adding a scene at the beginning to make this guy look more "heroic" just adds to the joke.

The movie moves forward following the tried-and-true formula of any action-adventure, where things start small, but then the "evil plot" gets progressively bigger and more complicated, moving from one action set-piece to another until we reach the big climax. Unfortunately for Jack Burton, he knows less about what's going on than anybody else in the movie. He spends the entire film at least two steps behind everybody else, yet he continues swaggering forward like he's got everything under control.

There are multiple scenes where the other characters have the sort of "solving the mystery" puzzle-pieces coming together conversations, and he looks back and forth between them like he's watching a ping-pong game, occasionally contributing a "Huh?" "What?" or even "What does that mean? Huh? China is here? I don't even know what the hell that means."

But he is undaunted. As an asian gangwar goes on in the alley outside his truck, he helpfully draws a knife from his boot and sits there in the truck, knife at ready, just in case the situation becomes clear enough for him to figure out who he is supposed to be fighting. Later, as they are sneaking into the palace of Lo-Pan, a 1000-year-old Chinese sorcerer, and are confronted by a soccer-ball-size floating monster with dozens of eyes that apparently acts as a magical security device for Lo-Pan. The other characters are verbally sparring with Lo-Pan through this creature, but it's not going well, so Jack helpfully shoots at it. "You never know 'til you try!" he explains.

I could go on and on, but I won't. Suffice it to say that I've loved this movie since I was a little kid, but I tell you, the best way to watch it is on the big screen with a theater full of fellow fans who know what makes it great.

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And Stephanie lives to see another day...
Last night's episode of Survivor drew some mixed feelings from me, but it also had one of my absolute favorite moments in it. (More on that at the end.)


I have tasted the dark side, and it tasted good!

Well, it took long enough, but I finally found some Dark Chocolate M&M's! I found them at the local Wal-Mart and picked up a few bags.

At first, they taste just like the normal milk chocolate version, but then that wonderful dark chocolate aftertaste kicks in. WOW! Mega-tasty.

But dangerous. Be warned. I sense much hunger in you. Hunger leads to temptation. Temptation leads to tasting. Tasting leads to obsession.

And obsession leads to fat.

Anyway, they're pretty good.

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Movie Review: Shaolin Soccer

Speaking of Feel-Good Sports Movies, I happened to catch this one last night.



Shaolin Soccer
is a Chinese film made by Stephen Chow, and it's weird, but extremely fun.

Basically it takes the standard formula for Hollywood sports movies and follows it in a very disciplined way.

"Ex-player with problem is now coach with unfinished business, needs to put together a team. Assembles a team composed of an earnest leader with something to prove, and a number of people who have potential, but need to be reminded of their own confidence. They suck at first, but they train hard, and they improve. They get pretty good, and they're winning, but then they reach the finals and they must defeat the reigning champions, a despicable team that will be mean and cheat at every opportunity, and is of course managed by the coach's old rival." Oh, and how could I forget "the player who refuses to play until they show up just in the nick of time for the final game."

To demonstrate how strictly Shaolin Soccer follows that formula, the reigning champions are actually named "Team Evil."

Okay, so it's a sports movie. So what?

Well, here comes the twist. The earnest team leader is a Kung Fu master who is convinced that Kung Fu can make anybody's life better, but nobody will listen to him. So he decides that to win the soccer championship using his Kung Fu skills will show everybody how useful they can be. The rest of the team are all of his former Kung Fu classmates, all of whom have given up their skills and taken day jobs. He must inspire them to take up their powers again and together, they must learn to be a great soccer team.

If I haven't already sold you, then let me say this:

This is not "real" Kung Fu. This is cartoon Kung Fu. Dragonball Z mixed with Pai Mei mixed with the Matrix. When kicked, the ball becomes a flaming fireball that knocks the opposing players out of the way like bowling pins hit by a cannonball, literally sending them flying into the air. A player known as "lightweight" actually seems to fly through the air, a la "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon". When the goalie spins the ball on one finger, it creates a vortex of air and grass clippings that trails behind the ball like a vapor trail.

It's incredibly goofy and fun and a hell of an entertaining time. And if all that weren't enough, there is plenty of physical comedy and one-liners to be found as well.

The movie is available on DVD, but I caught it on TV, probably because they are promoting Stephen Chow's new film, Kung Fu Hustle, which opens in limited release on Friday. You can see the trailer right here. It looks like lots of fun as well, so if starts playing anywhere near you, you should definitely make a point to see it, not merely because you'll enjoy it, but also to show theaters and distributors that there is a market for these films!

Also, check out this interview with Stephen Chow.
If there's a better use for robots, I don't know what it is...

Check this out:

Qatar to replace camel riders with robots

Apparently out there, camel racing is big business, but there's a lot of problems with children forced to be jockeys and underfed to keep their weight down.

So what's the obvious solution? That's right, robot camel jockeys.

In Qatar, ruling sheiks have responded to calls for banning the use of boy jockeys by embracing robots as the best solution.

Sheik Abdullah bin Saud, the Qatari official in charge of the project, said the plan is to keep developing the robot until it is ready to take over.

"Improve the speed, the weight, the aerodynamics, to reach the ultimate goal of completely phasing out children used as jockeys," Sheik Abdullah said.

How do they work? Well...


A camel handler follows the rider in a vehicle and uses a joystick on the laptop-sized remote to issue four instructions: forward, backward, sideways and whip action. The robot, in turn, uses those commands to drive the camel.

The 60-pound robot is also equipped with a global positioning system satellite beacon and shock absorbers for the rough ride.

To prevent camels from rejecting the robots, handlers spray their jerseys with traditional perfume used by trainers.

And these robots are actually moving up in the pack!

"We're 10 seconds slower than the fastest time recorded for a 5-kilometer race," he said.


The one thing I'm still wondering though, is what all those kids will do once they don't have to race camels anymore? And what about the poor camel-racing teams that can't afford to hire the robot jockeys? I smell a Hollywood feel-good sports movie coming on!

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All Geared Up

Well, I know all you Hungry Squirrels fans are chomping at the bit for an update, but unfortunately, we did not have a game yesterday. Our next game will be on Monday.

However, to tide you over until then, here is a picture of me in my softball uniform.



50 Christianabucks to anyone who can tell me what team my hat is from. (P.S. It's an actual baseball team, not just an amateur softball team.)
Movie Review: UHF
Requested by Kevin

Wow, rather quicker than I expected, I have my very first requested review up. Normally they won't be up this fast, but it just so happens that I re-watched this movie less than a week ago with a friend who had never seen it before. As such, I feel qualified to review it right away without re-watching it.



You know, considering that UHF isn't actually a very good movie, I sure do love it to hell and back anyway.

I was 11 when it premiered in 1989, and already a big fan of Weird Al Yankovic, though frankly, at that age I had not actually heard most of the original songs that he parodied. I tell you, it's a surreal experience to finally hear the serious original song that you've known for years as only a parody.

Anyway, I knew I wanted to see the movie as soon as I had first heard about it. On opening day, I had plans to see the first show with a friend of mine. But she wavered at the last minute and I was forced to leave her behind, thus making this the very first movie that I saw in the theater all by myself.

Sitting there in the theater, alone in the dark with Mr. Yankovic... *ahem* With his film I mean, was a profound experience for me. In fact, I think that I could trace much of my contemporary eccentricities back to that very day. Hmm, maybe I should sue...

Anyway, I loved it. When it eventually came onto TV I taped it, and it actually became a family favorite, with several lines turning into running gags that are still in use today.

So why do I say it isn't really a very good movie? Well, I suspect that, were I to watch it for the very first time today, coming in clean with no nostalgia or emotional baggage, I might laugh a little, smile more, then move on and then mostly forget about it. The plot is a little thin, and it's really just an excuse to string all the mini-parodies together, some of which are pretty funny and some of which are... eh...

That said, I am not seeing it for the first time. I've got lots of nostalgia and emotional baggage, and given all that, I love this movie to pieces.

Even if I had not just rewatched it recently, I would have been able to quote entire scenes from memory. ("Today, we're teaching poodles how to fly." / "Look Bob, a twinkie-weiner sandwich!" / "SUPPLIES!" / "Do I still get to be the janitor?") In particular, the Raul's Wild Kingdom bits are especially good. (Tragically, Trinidad Silva Jr., who played Raul, died in a car accident before he had even finished filming all of his originally planned scenes.) But also lots of fun are Gedde Watanabe, and early appearances from Michael Richards, Victoria Jackson and Fran Drescher. Not to mention Kevin "Festering Bowl of Dog Snot" McCarthy.

My friend Lee, who saw it for the first time this weekend seemed to enjoy it, but with mostly the reaction that I described above. Laughed some, smiled more, and now she's satisfied her lifetime need for this movie. (If I'm wrong, please speak up, Lee!)

I should point out also here that Roger Ebert HATED this movie. Check out his ONE-STAR review! However, in that review, he says the following:

"Those who laugh at "UHF" should inspire our admiration; in these dreary times we must treasure the easily amused."

I guess that makes me easily amused, because whether it earns your admiration or not, I laughed like hell.

Request A Review!

As I've been adding movie reviews to my site, I'm occasionally reminded just how many movies I have seen but not reviewed, and it occurred to me to wonder if there are any movies that people would like me to review that I haven't.

As such, I'm putting it out there. Any movies that you want me to review? Just let me know. They can be current releases or old classics or anywhere in between. If you ask, I'll make an effort to see the film, (or see it again if it's been a while,) and put up a review.

I'm adding a new link beneath my Movie Reviews Permalink on the right-hand sidebar. It isn't anything fancy, just a little contact form that will send me an email with the request.

So, let me have it! What movies would you like to see reviews for? You can use the reviews as guidance for your own film watching, to satisfy your personal curiosity, or even to mock mercilessly at my lack of taste. And consider this an ongoing offer.

On a related note, I've also put up a spreadsheet listing my entire current DVD collection. Feel free to scan it for ideas or just to continue mocking, this time at my lack of a life.
Well, I know what I'm doing this Friday...

I just discovered that a local independent movie theater is having a fund-raising "Dusk Til Dawn" movie marathon!

From 7PM Friday night to 7AM Saturday morning, they'll be showing:

Big Trouble in Little China

Xanadu

Conan the Barbarian

Deathrace 2000

Coffy

and Transformers: The Movie

I am so there!

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Well, looks like scrubbing is officially legal...

Congress just passed the Family Entertainment and Copyright Act.

Now, I have some mixed feelings about the bill, but on the whole I think it's a good thing, because for starters, it really cracks down on film piracy. Among other items, it makes illegally recording a film with a camcorder into a federal offense. I think that's a good thing, because I definitely believe in the concept of copyrights.

One of the items in that bill however, legalizes technologies like Clearplay, which automatically filters select movies on DVD, skipping the offensive scenes.

Now, I don't like that, even as a concept. You can read my earlier post for more on why, but thu truth is that I don't think it should be illegal for people to do whatever they want with a movie they've already purchased, especially since this sort of thing is likely to make sales go UP more than down.

Still, I once again urge anyone planning to use those technologies to really give it additional thought. If a film isn't suitable, can it really be made suitable by just snipping out a bit here and there? Is there no value given to artistic effect? Do you want a fig leaf on the statue of David? How about pasties on the Venus de Milo? Now, maybe it's a bit specious to compare Titanic to the Venus de Milo, but it's all a continuous spectrum and it's hard to draw the line sometimes.

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Movie Review: Grave of the Fireflies
Another review in my series of watching anime "classics", this time, Hotaru no haka, or "Grave of the Fireflies."



This film is brutal.

This film is fragile.

This film is beautiful.

This film is horrible.

This film made me cry harder than any other movie ever has.

This film is the story of Seita, a young teenager, and his little sister Setsuko. They had the severe misfortune to be children living in Japan near the end of World War II.

War is really really awful, even when it's necessary. I'm not going to get into the politics or the tactics of World War II, because this movie isn't about World War II. It's about two children whose mother is killed and their home burned by firebombs dropped from enemy planes. Whether or not a war is "necessary" or "just" doesn't change the terrible fact that innocents will always die as a result.

Always.

This is the story of two of them.

In researching the film a little bit, and given the current diplomatic conflict between Japan and China, there is a lot of discussion going on regarding whether or not, with this film, Japan is attempting to cast themselves as the "victims" of World War II.

Someone inclined to feel that way from the beginning may remain unmoved.

That said, I think that those people will be missing the point of the film. Americans are not seen nor mentioned except behind the mask of ominously impersonal bombers and fighter planes. The one time "Long Live the Emperor" is shouted, it is by a delusional government official, waving a flag and waging a losing battle to raise morale as people's homes are burning to the ground. The movie is in fact most critical of those whose pride allows them to continue pursuing a hopeless cause in the face of horrific suffering.

But this movie is about Seita and Setsuko as they struggle to survive through ever-increasing hardships. When their mother is killed, they go to live with their aunt, who clearly cares more about the extra ration of rice they represent than about the children themselves. Eventually, they leave her and take up residence in an old bomb shelter. Their father is a naval officer, and they cling to the hope that one day, he'll come home and save them.

But he doesn't.

I'm not spoiling anything, because the movie opens with Seita, alone and dying of starvation in a train station. We are guided through a flashback by his spirit, and the story that leads us back to that train station, and to the casual tossing of a candy tin is one of the most emotionally shattering films I have ever seen.

I'm tearing up again even as I type this.

As much as I don't want this review to be about current events, under the impact of this film, I couldn't help but mourn for the innocents who are lost forever to the world in any violent conflict.

It is the fundamental tragedy of mankind that wars are sometimes necessary. The key, I think, is not to insist that wars never take place. That is irrational idealism, and impossible in this fallen world. Instead, the task that falls to us is to never reach the point where we no longer realize that it is tragedy.

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Movie Review: Ghost in the Shell
Continuing in my effort to catch up on some of the classics of anime, my next review is for Ghost In the Shell.


I'd actually seen this one years ago, my first exposure to anime beyond a few of the cartoons on Nickelodeon, but at the time, I don't think I was quite ready for it. I found it interesting even then, but it was a little bit overwhelming.

See, it's good anime, and good science-fiction, and good action, but it's not, (and isn't intended to be,) Anime 101.

Seeing it again, especially after coming to love the spin-off TV series, Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex, was even better than I'd expected.

For one, I'm caught up now on some of the science-fictiony content, (cyber-brains, extensive integration with computers, etc) that I was only just being exposed to for the first time when I originally saw it. This is some heady stuff and is not really entry-level. It IS coherent, just complex, and even those who consider themselves well-versed in computers and their place in science fiction will find that they need to pay close attention to the dialogue lest they risk losing all track of what's happening.

Second, I'm a little more sophisticated now, and animation with bloody gunfights, cerebral science fiction and naked breasts doesn't blow my mind the way it did when I was sixteen.

It's not the most emotionally affecting film in the world, being concerned more with ideas and action than character and depth of feeling, but where it really shines is the feeling of authenticity and realism in the application of the science fiction concepts.

That's not to say that the characters are boring, (they aren't,) only that characterization isn't given as much screen time as the action sequences and discussions of technology and conspiracy.

Ghost in the Shell follows an investigation conducted by Security Section 9, a kind of elite ultra high-tech military/police force, which does the sort of jobs that just couldn't get done through normal channels. For example, when a traitor to the country is discovered, it's section 9 that gets called in to take him out before he can irretrievably flee the country with top-secret intelligence under the cloak of diplomatic immunity.

Central to the story is Major Motoko Kusanagi, usually referred to just as "The Major". Many of this future-Japan's citizens have cybernetic prostheses or implants or enhancements, but she has had her entire body replaced by an artificial humanoid body shaped like a beautiful woman, but capable of all sorts of neat tricks like super-strength and invisibility ("Thermoptics"). All these things make her very good at her job, but sometimes, in the quiet moments, she wonders if she really is who she thinks she is. She believes that she is Major Kusanagi, implanted into an artificial body, but how can she know for sure? How can she know that her memories are not simply programming? What if she's really just an artificial intelligence who has been programmed to think she was once human?

So when an investigation into industrial espionage and foreign hackers uncovers a sophisticated artificial intelligence that has apparently become self-aware, The Major is intrigued. She has to know if it is really aware. Is it possible that an entirely artificial being could have a soul? Is there a "Ghost" in the "Shell"?

All of this sets up some sophisticated (and complicated) science fiction that includes conspiracies, black ops, giant robot tanks, half-disassembled cyborgs and a whole lot of gunfire.

The movie is a little short. It only really has two acts, and in some ways, you feel like it ends just as it was really getting started. That's a relatively minor complaint however, and I would recommend this one to anyone who has an interest in science fiction. Have I said it was complex? Here's just a sample of the dialogue:
"It can also be argued that DNA is nothing more than a program designed to preserve itself. Life has become more complex in the overwhelming sea of information. And life, when organized into species, relies upon genes to be its memory system. So, man is an individual only because of his intangible memory... and memory cannot be defined, but it defines mankind."

Imagine 70+ minutes of that kind of dialogue, interrupted rather frequently by gunfights. I like it a lot, but if you don't have much patience for that sort of thing, you'd best look elsewhere.

I should point out here that up until now, I have only seen this film with the English dub. I know a friend who has it on DVD however, so I think I'll plan to borrow it and watch it in the original Japanese, to see if the different translations make any difference.

Typically, when watching a foreign film, I try to watch it in the original language whenever possible. I think that doing so can help to maintain the purity of the original artistic vision to the greatest extent possible. It's surprising sometimes, to watch a movie with the subtitles, and then to watch a dub. Differences in the translation, differences in the voices, differences in emphasis. It can be rather striking.

That said, I often find that, with films I particularly love, (Spirited Away, for example,) I prefer whichever version I see first. Since I saw that film as an English dub before I saw the original Japanese version, I usually watch it that way, since that's how it first captured my heart. Nevertheless, I would urge any of you who are going to watch these films for the first time to give the original language track a try, rather than defaulting to the English dub. For me, it can really add a new subtle layer to the experience.

Note: There is a sequel to this film, Ghost in the Shell 2: Innocence, and a spin-off television series, Ghost in the Shell: Stand-Alone Complex, that is currently showing on Cartoon Network's Adult Swim Saturday lineup, with repeats on the following Thursday. I haven't seen the sequel film yet, though I plan to soon, but the series is also excellent in much the same way that the film is, though with the blood and nudity toned down just a bit. Still, it's probably the most intelligent science-fiction show I can think of on the air right now. The new Battlestar Galactica maybe being a close second.
Defeat, but it was honest and hard-fought.

Well, the Hungry Squirrels fell tonight to the skills of the team of John Deere. But this loss was only 12-8, and we were doing pretty well there at the end. It was a tough game against worthy opponents.

One of those 8 runs was batted in by yours truly, and in the last inning, I was up at bat with two outs already. Lots of pressure, but I made it to first safe anyway. Of course, I got tagged out at second on the next hit, but what are you gonna do?

I'm less satisfied with my fielding abilities. I need to work on figuring out where the high pop flies are coming down. I made the center fielder run for one that was way closer to me, and had another one come down directly behind me. I'll need to get some practice this weekend maybe.

Anyway, that's all I have to report really. I have to say, I'm kind of glad to get that last headline pushed down a little. I stand by it, and still find it funny, but I was a little uncomfortable having it front and center like that.

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Ratio of F***'s to C***sucker's

Since I was already feeling just a little bit indignant after this morning's post about "sanitizing" movies, this made me happy.

The owners of this site have taken it upon themselves to provide statistics for the swearing in Deadwood.

Including FPM, (F***'s per minute.)

Warning, the linked site doesn't f***ing use f***ing ***'s.

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Movie Review: Akira

I've found my appreciation for anime growing lately. I'm already a fan of Hayao Miyazaki, (see my reviews of Castle of Cagliostro, Porco Rosso, Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind, and Spirited Away), but I've also been genuinely enjoying some of the TV series that they've been showing on Cartoon Network. InuYasha, Full Metal Alchemist, and Ghost in the Shell: Stand-Alone Complex in particular.

As a result, I decided to start checking out some of the "classics" when it comes to Anime.

First up is Akira



Directed by Katsuhiro Otomo, Akira was one of the first anime feature films to be given any kind of significant release in the united states, and in many ways, it forged the path for other anime films to follow in breaking through to the American market.

It demonstrated in a very effective way that animation is not, and shouldn't be, limited to children's entertainment. It tells a mature, sophisticated science-fantasy story with some very intense action and some really powerful images.

That said, most people here still haven't seen it. Until recently, I hadn't either. Now that I have, I'm really glad that I did, but more as a sense of cultural literacy than a specific love of the film itself.

Now don't get me wrong, it's very good, and I'd suggest that most of my hesitation is actually from lingering stereotypes in my head about what animation is "supposed to be" rather than flaws in the film itself.


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Are you tired of these links yet? Too bad!

I'm continuing to get a lot of visitors looking for numa numa stuff, including some specific things that I know about, but have not yet linked to.

Now, it is just in my nature to want to help people out. These poor lost souls, wandering the barren information super-highway in search of the NUMA-NUMA CLASS, or the AMERICAN IDLE PARODY. Or any of a dozen other copy-cat videos.

I just can't bear to watch these poor souls suffering, even though I know that the quality of these links is falling quicker than Tom from Survivor on a few shots of rum. As such, I have graciously offered these links here, as well as adding them to my Numa Numa Permalink, which can always be found on the right sidebar. It's a tremendous sacrifice, but that's just the kind of good samaritan I am.

Also, I am a huge traffic-whore.

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Sporks of the Animal Kingdom

Ligers and Wolphins and Tigons, Oh My!

All real animals, believe it or not.

A wolphin is half-whale, half dolphin, and not only do they exist, but they aren't sterile, like mules are. This one actually gave birth to a living calf, the calf being half-dolphin, half-wolphin, or three-quarters dolphin, one-quarter whale.

Check out this picture of the momma wolphin with her two parents. Top to bottom, we have the papa whale, the momma dolphin and their wolphin offspring.



And maybe you thought that a Liger (Half-Lion, Half-Tiger) was just an imaginary creature, "bred for its skills in magic." But no, they are in fact real creatures. Check out this one born in a Russian zoo!



And they're friggin' huge! Check out this pic!


But a liger is not just any hybrid of lion and tiger. The animal is only a liger if it is the offspring of a male lion and a female tiger. Swap them around, and you have a Tigon, which are generally darker in color and much smaller.

And there are RULES about how to name them! For example, if a female tigon mates with a male tiger, the offspring is a Ti-Tigon. If a female liger mates with a male tiger, it is a Ti-Liger. You can also have Li-Tigons and Ti-Tigons. You can read all about them all here, including jaglions and leopons!

Of course, with all the modern advances in genetic engineering, soon we as a society will have to confront the tricky issue of animal-human hybrids. However, as PolySciFi points out, there might just be some genuine boons to be found in this brave new world.
Clean that dirty movie for you, sir?

It's not exactly a brand new phenomenon, but the Washington Post has a new column up about "film-scrubbers", meaning people who edit and resell Hollywood films in order to remove objectionable content.

A few prominent examples: Titanic minus Kate Winslet's nude scene or Traffic minus the scene where Michael Douglas's daughter prostitutes herself for drugs. Even recent edits of the Spongebob Squarepants movie (My Review), removing a few scenes of cartoon heinies and a cross-dressing reference to the Rocky Horror Picture Show.

Here's the thing. It's being done without permission from the studio or the filmmakers.

It's a more complicated issue than you might think. These 'scrubbers' are profiting by editing copyrighted material. But it's not quite piracy, because they purchase an original copy of the unaltered film for every edited version they sell, so rather than stealing business from the studio, the sales of the film may actually go up because people buying these "sanitized" versions probably would not have bought the unaltered version at all.

Yet, they are doing it without consent from the owners of the copyright, and often against their direct protests. You can read all about the background in the Washington Post column.

What do I think about it?

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Not Watching Deadwood?

Well, you're missing some fantastic television.

Here's an excerpt from this week's episode...

The setup:

MERRICK is the local newspaper editor. A man of words, not action. He's a writer, and considers himself pretty bright, but has never been very physical, and generally tries to stay out of trouble, only reporting on it from the sidelines. Recently, he took a moral stand of sorts and his reward was that goons broke into his office and tore up all his equipment, damaging his printing press and scaring off the new schoolteacher whom Merrick had hoped to impress.

AL SWEARENGEN owns the Gem Saloon and Brothel and he's the closest thing in the camp to Tony Soprano. He's a tough guy and while not malicious per se, he's certainly amoral about doing whatever is necessary to achieve his aims. Pretty much, as long as you present him with less inconvenience than he would have in disposing of your body, then you and he will get along fine. Lately, however, he had a very serious health crisis that gave him a minor stroke. In addition to having to confront his own mortality, suddenly his ability to present a tough front is diminished. Also of note, the aforementioned goons worked for his direct competition.

So Al happens across Merrick, who is dejectedly toying with his broken printing press without really working at it. They discuss what happened, then Al takes a seat across from Merrick:

Al: Why aren't you up and running again?

Merrick: I'm in despair. The physical damage is repairable... but the psychic wound may be permanent.

A: (Thoughtful pause) You ever been beaten, Merrick?

M: Once... When I thought I had the smallpox, Doc Cochrane slapped me in the face.

(Without a word, Al leans over and slaps him in the face)

M: (Shocked) Stop it, Al!

A: Are you dead?

M: Well, I'm in pain, but obviously I'm not dead.

A: And obviously you didn't f***ing die when the Doc slapped you.

M: No.

A: So including last night, that's three f***ing damage incidents that didn't kill you. Pain and damage don't end the world, or despair, or f***ing beatings. The world ends when you're dead. Until then, you've got more punishment in store... Stand it like a man, and give some back.

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Coby Pouts Himself Off of Survivor: Palau

Last night was a pretty good episode I thought. I was particularly happy for Stephanie when she finally got to go over and join Koror. It was really nice to see her welcomed in, and since I'm also a huge fan of Tom and Ian, I'm very happy that they are sticking close. I would be extremely happy if any of the three of them won the game, I think, but I have to give Stephanie my biggest hopes, just because she's overcome so much. That said, what the hell was she thinking when she jumped off that platform for pizza?

I actually hope that what she said about it isn't true, and that she was really throwing the challenge because she wasn't that sure she was going home and thought it would be best to not paint an even bigger target on her back. She's not just trying to win one challenge, she's trying to win the game, and winning the first challenge after the merge might just get her voted off on the very next episode, as a threat. I suspect however, that her actions were actually borne out of temptation, hunger, and fatigue, which are clearly understandable, but not likely to help her win the game.

Then there's Coby. *sigh* Coby, Coby, Coby. Lord knows I was rooting for you, but you did it to yourself, man. You got too antagonistic against Tom and Ian when it seems to me that they were more inclined to want you as an ally than an enemy. But you just got it in your head that they were leaving you out, so you pouted and bitched about it, making yourself generally unpleasant to be around. Then you really blew it by making your play for Stephanie so obvious, demonstrating irrefutably that NO ONE could trust you. What did you really think would happen? Also, you said yourself that it took you two days to get to talk to Stephanie alone, and you really think you were the first to get to talk to her? Not a chance, dude. I have to give you credit for thinking ahead, but I think you jumped the gun and got desperate.

So the remaining castaways fall into two even factions at this point, a pretty strong alliance with Tom, Ian, Stephanie and Katie. I'm not sure Katie contributes much more than a fourth vote to that, but she's still clearly on their side.

Considerably weaker, we have Gregg and Jennifer, Caryn and Janu. They really aren't a very tight alliance, and mostly they are the leftovers after the other faction formed. I think Gregg and Jennifer's relationship is more likely to backfire than to help with anything, so frankly I think that, unless something really bizarre happens, the four of them are going to get picked off one at a time until they're all gone. If they're smart, they'll get rid of Gregg first, because there's no way in hell any of the other three are going to win any immunity challenges.

That's my prediction, but one of the great things about this show is that almost anything can happen. For example, the hint in next week's preview that one of the castaways may be separated from the rest of the tribe and have to go off on their own! Sucks to be whoever that is! I love it!
I'm pretty impressed with myself... I mean, OW!

Somehow, and I'm still not clear on exactly what happened, I just spilled hot Wild Berry Zinger tea in my eye. I was sitting at my desk, slurping gently from a travel mug with a lid and everything, and somehow, as I was lowering the mug, the tea sloshed up and splashed my left eye.

I sat there in shock, hot tea dripping down my face, unable to determine which I felt more: pain, or disbelief.

Don't try this at home kids. I have years of experience doing exactly this kind of stupid stuff. Even still, this was a new one on me.
Well, it's that time again...

We all knew it was coming. After all, it happens only once a year. Every year it comes, on April 15th, just like clockwork.

That's right, it's Leonardo DaVinci's birthday.

Born on this day in 1452, the painter of the Mona Lisa


and The Last Supper


designer of early helicopters and bicycles, scupltor, architect, genius.

More recently, he apparently invented some sort of "code", but he is perhaps best known as the inspiration for the "fearless leader" of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.


So it's important, whenever April 15th comes around, to take some time to remember the original "Renaissance Man".

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Hmm, why do I feel like there was something else I was supposed to do today? Oh well, I'm sure it can wait.
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Arrr!! Best student body president ever, says I!

The Pirate Captain has been elected student body president at NC State!


He didn't run on his real name and ballots actually said: "The Pirate Captain." If you read this story here, you'll see that instead of a platform, he had a "plank", and it included "expanding the bus lines to haul thar peopled cargo to and fro from ACC bouts at the yonder RBC Center." Also, "holding meetin's open to all yae landlubbers."

Not everyone was impressed. Clearly out of touch with reality, one sophomore said: "Voting for someone who wants to rid the campus of scurvy dogs is not really an effective way of having student government."

Still, The Pirate Captain commandeered 44% of the vote, and then, in a run-off, keel-hauled the competition and seized 58% of the booty, making him (probably) the first Pirate Student Body President ever!

Avast, ye preppies! There's a new Captain on Campus!

Thanks to Dave Barry's Blog for the head's up...
The Nature of Innocence

A couple of weeks ago, a TV show called Joan of Arcadia featured an episode where the title character learned that her boyfriend had cheated on her, and she learned this in the framework of a mock trial they had been working on together for school. Of course, she felt hurt and betrayed. At the end of the episode, she's talking to God on a bus about what happened. (That's the premise of this show, by the way, that she sees and talks to God on a regular basis.)

Anyway, the God character said something about innocence which has kind of stuck with me. God describes innocence as: "A state of being, without deceit or selfishness. It's having the faith that there's goodness even in the face of cruelty and pain." Then going on to describe that that faith, that inner light is in fact God, and that He will never leave us.

I like that, because sometimes it is hard to maintain that inner faith, especially when we aren't feeling so innocent ourselves. It's nice to know that faith, that light, is always there, even when it seems far away. It seems sometimes like faith is something we have to bring to the table, as though God is left out of the equation altogether. Remembering that it is God that gave us our capacity for faith in the first place makes the whole thing seem a lot easier. We have the tools, we just have to pick them up and use them.

During the musings I've been having on this, I've had a bit of a theme song. It's one of the tracks from a symphony adapted from the Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind score. You can find my review of the movie here, but suffice it to say that I really really liked it. (Note: The picture on the upper right of the screen is Princess Nausicaä, the main character from that movie.) I think that in many ways, she embodies that definition of innocence.

Track 7 from the symphony album (Kaze no Tani no Naushika which translates to the title of the film, Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind) carries just that tone as well. That bad things have happened, and we may have a heavy heart, but we move forward anyway, with faith and determination, and even find things to be happy about in the face of tragedy and heartache.

Since it's not an easy-to-find album, I've gone ahead and put the mp3 up on my site. You can find it right here. (6.7MB) It's orchestral, but has a real 80's feel rather than some of the fuller-sounding contemporary orchestral scores. Still, I really like it.
Cane Toad Update! Buy a God-awfully ugly purse!

You may remember that Australia is having some trouble with cane toads. Well, you too can do your part to save the planet by buying a purse made out of a poisonous toad.


Go on! You know you want one!

Also available: Roo Poo!

Yes, it is exactly what you think it is.

Ladies, make sure you check out the Koala Poo Earrings!
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Worst Case Scenario: Falling into a Black Hole
Over at the Science Blog, they've got a nice article up about revisions to theories about the interior of a black hole.

On that note, here is a little helpful information, should you ever find yourself falling into a black hole.

Step 1: Don't fall in!

Ever since black holes were first theorized, irresponsible science fiction authors and filmmakers have popularized the notion that falling into a black hole is somehow "cool". This is largely attributable to the theory that falling into a black hole will lead to exciting adventures in some new universe or dimension. While that is perhaps a possibility, the odds are that any enjoyment you might derive from said adventures would be lessened substantially by your being very very dead.

As such, it is best to avoid falling into the black hole using any means possible. Furthermore, thrill-seekers should be strongly discouraged. While it is true that escape is theoretically possible from any point outside the "event horizon"*, the closer you get, the more speed will be required. Reckless hole-jockeys trying to buzz the event horizon may find that their ship-manufacturer's mileage statistics were somewhat exaggerated.

* Note: The "event horizon" is an imaginary border that, once crossed, nothing, not even light, can leave. As opposed to the film Event Horizon, that once seen, will make everyone leave.

Generally speaking, accidentally stumbling across supermassive objects is not a common problem during space travel, (in fact, the opposite is often true,) but the danger with black holes, is that their tendency to pull in everything, including light, makes them somewhat difficult to see. As such, any well-equipped starship should be fitted with X-ray and radiation scopes, in order to avoid stumbling across them in the first place.

Step 2: Well, now you've gone and done it. What to expect.

Once you have either crossed the event horizon or expended all your fuel in a futile attempt to escape, you might as well relax, because you're done for.

There are a number of things that you will wish you had done. Paths not taken and so on, but none of these things would have made any difference in your forthcoming demise, except perhaps to make you slightly more comfortable for the short time you have remaining.

As you move ever closer to the black hole, you will accelerate faster and faster, approaching the speed of light. As space begins moving faster than the speed of light, it will essentially trade places with time. The relativistic effects, combined with the gravitational effects will make this somewhat disorienting. As such, it would be best to go in either entirely sober, or extremely drunk.

Then, just to screw with you, space and time will exchange places again, producing a bubble of normal space contained within a layer that is, scientifically speaking, fucking crazy.

At this point, your imminent death will take one of two likely forms, depending on the size of the black hole.*

* Note: for the purposes of this article, we are discussing only the larger black holes ("Big" black holes) as opposed to quantum black holes ("Teeny" black holes). For information on quantum black holes, see someone who cares more.

A smaller black hole, say, the mass of several suns, will kill you by means of tidal forces, otherwise known as "spaghettification". As you approach the central singularity, a point of infinite density, your feet will experience higher gravity than your head, stretching you out like spaghetti. This, of course, assumes that you approach the singularity feet first. In actuality, any part of your body which is facing the singularity will experience higher gravity than the parts facing away. Males are urged to avoid facing directly toward the singularity.

A supermassive black hole, however, will have enough mass surrounding the singularity that the tidal forces will be less of a concern. Instead, the mass itself, in the form of super-heated plasma, will roast you alive. So best to dress in layers.

Eventually, your remains will reach the singularity itself. You'll be dead by this point, but if the outcome of your spacely, (no sprocket jokes please) body concerns you, basically, it will be compacted into an infinitesimal point, like one of those machines that crushes cars into little cubes. It will stay there for all eternity or until the universe ends, whichever happens first. In theory, that would make the black hole an impressively permanent grave marker, however, due to the relativistic effects of your journey past the event horizon, all your friends and family will have died millions of years ago, making it less likely that anyone will visit. Likewise, any flowers that are left will either themselves be crushed into the singularity, or stolen by cheapskates.

So that's it really, and yes, I am a huge geek. However, I would like to point out here that I've made almost all of this up myself by Hitchhiker's Guide rules, meaning that much of it is apocryphal, or at least wildly inaccurate. I am not an astrophysist, though I sometimes play one in chatrooms. Anyone who suffers personal damages as the result of inaccuracies in this essay is eligible for a hefty cash compensation package, however, they will have to provide proof that they have already been crushed into a singularity.
Fool me once...

Regular readers will remember my botched daylight saving time prank, (or not,) but apparently I'm not the first to try that sort of joke.

Apparently, during the election, The Onion did a story wherein Republicans were "reminding" Democrats that the election rules had changed so that Republicans voted on Tuesday, Democrats on Wednesday.

And John Kerry takes this seriously. (story: Trickory Dickory Dock)

What's actually better still though is that the Onion didn't even come up with it first. Scroll about halfway down this link to the story called "Did Franken Bury Kerry?" (hee hee, Frankenberry...)

During the 2000 election, it was the Democrats reminding Republicans to vote on Wednesday! So, it makes me feel good that I'm in good company with my prank. Both parties have done it, so I'm not just lame, I'm bipartisan.

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Awful, but Probably True, Headline of the Week

Parents Give Ugly Kids Less Attention

A researcher at the University of Alberta has shown that parents are more likely to give better care and pay closer attention to good-looking children compared to unattractive ones.
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Harrell's team of researchers observed parents and their two to five-year-old children for 10 minutes each, noting if the child was buckled into the grocery-cart seat, and how often the child wandered more than 10 feet away. The researchers independently graded each child on a scale of one to 10 on attractiveness.

I can just see the "The More You Know..." campaign now. "Remember, ugly babies need attention too. If they fall out of their grocery cart seats it'll just make things worse."

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Get Animated!

Cartoon Network has got a great new promotional campaign going on now that is designed to encourage kids to be more active and healthy.

As suggested above, it's called: Get Animated!, which I think is actually pretty clever right off the bat. On top of that, what I've seen is pretty impressive so far. You can see a few things on the website, but the best thing I've seen from it so far is actually one of the television commercials they've had.

It shows Batman sitting at home on the couch looking bored. Out the window, you hear sirens, and then the batsignal is in the sky. He looks at it, but just kind of sighs and settles back into the couch. As he sits there, the sirens get louder and you hear gunfire and car crashes, and then smoke starts to rise from the city. Batman just yawns and leans back on the couch.

Then the voice-over says something like: "Batman wouldn't be a very good hero if he just sat around on the couch all the time."

I think it's a great idea and I'm glad that Cartoon Network is getting involved with this problem. Now, I've always been one of those inactive kids, but I'm trying to do a better, and I think every little bit helps, so seeing such a clever object lesson as seeing Batman just sitting on the couch... well, I really hope that it makes a difference, even if it's only by making kids more aware of the problem.

On the more active note, the Hungry Squirrels fell to the formiddable softball skills of Hope Community Church last night, losing 18 to 8. Little bit of a bummer, because it's always more fun to win, but on one good note, the strange leg cramps I had in my quadreceps almost all last week seem to have gone away, so I was able to be much more active than before.

You should have seen me! I was all over that right field. If they had actually hit any of the pitches over to me, I would have been on them like a hungry tiger or something, only I would have caught it and thrown it back instead of eating it. In addition, I've yet to strike out, though of course, both of my hits last night popped up and landed right in the third baseman's glove, but still better than striking out!

Anyway, next game is on Wednesday, when the Squirrels will beat the Heavy Hitters into the ground, terrifying them with our battle cry: "Let's get nuts!"
It's not a toomah!!

Study finds no link between cell phones and brain tumors

A new study has found no link between use of cell phones and the risk of developing a brain tumor. The study is published in the April 12 issue of Neurology, the scientific journal of the American Academy of Neurology.

The Danish study questioned 427 people with brain tumors and 822 people without brain tumors about their cell phone use. The study found no increased risk for brain tumors related to cell phone use, frequency of use, or number of years of use.
Phew, that's a relief. Now I can focus all my mental energy on changing lanes without dropping my call or my cheeseburger.
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Add a little surreality to your day...

And watch Bunny Hunter.

One of the weirdest things I've ever seen... recently.

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"Howdy Neighbor!" she spouted...

Hey there everybody, check out the most recent resident of Southpark! Me!


Want to join me? Click here and head on down to Southpark

Thanks to Dean's World for the link...

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Save the Planet: Beat a frog to death with a golf club!

That's what an Australian member of Parliament is suggesting. They've got a serious problem with cane toads down there, and in an attempt to reduce the population, David Tollner is advocating that people go out and beat the toads to death with cricket bats and golf clubs.

"If people could be encouraged to do it rather than discouraged the better the chance will be of stopping the cane toads arriving in Darwin and other parts of northern Australia."
Gives a little irony to the name "cane toads" doesn't it? This approach, according to some, is a little inhumane. On NPR this morning, one reporter described it as "rather bloody and horrible". Animal welfare groups are suggesting that people put the toads in their freezers instead.

So how did this terrible scourge of cane-toads get introduced into Australia in the first place? Well, they were brought over to control the population of a terrible scourge of cane beetles.

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Anger problem? What anger problem?
Check this out...

'Apprentice' Contestant Arrested at Florida Casino

Apparently, Chris Shelton decided that the way to convince Donald Trump that he doesn't have a bad temper is to get himself arrested for disorderly conduct.

Way to go, dude.
Movie Review: Sahara
Preposterous and unrealistic? Yes. Funny and entertaining anyway? Yes.

I've said before, as recently as my interview meme post, that I'm not a big fan of Clive Cussler. Now in the interests of full disclosure, I've only ever read about the first third of one book, "Valhalla Rising," one of the later books in the series. My quarrel with the book was that the protagonist, one "Dirk Pitt" (I still can't get over that ridiculous name!), is so omnicapable at everything he tries that I felt no dramatic tension whatsoever. It seemed that there was no doubt in his mind that he would succeed at any and everything he attempted, and so I was bored by the whole thing pretty quickly.

Perhaps that's unfair, since I started at one of the later books, so it had already been well-established for regular readers that he was more than up to the task of dragging people to safety from stormy seas and beating the crap out of armed assassins with his bare hands. If I had started with the first book, maybe it would have developed his apparent omnipotence gradually, at a speed that worked for me. Perhaps if I had read farther into the one that I had, it would have eventually presented Mr. Pitt with some more formidable challenges. Hard to say, but what I've read so far doesn't frankly inspire more attention. Just not my personal taste.

So in heading to the theater on Friday to see Sahara, a big-budget adaptation of one of Clive Cussler's Dirk Pitt novels, I was wondering if I would react the same way.

The answer is yes and no. Yes, in that the Dirk Pitt character is still ridiculously capable at everything he tries and has the same narcissistic confidence that he did in the books. No, in that it didn't bother me nearly as much as it did in the book. It's kind of weird actually. I wonder if Mr. Pitt isn't actually a bit of a sociopath, who fortunately for the world has decided that he's a good guy. He seems to have almost no worry or emotion for anybody except in a very abstract "I'm a good guy, so I've got to fight the bad guys" sense. He knows when he's enjoying himself, but that seems to be pretty much all the time, even when the people around him are in ludicrous amounts of danger. He doesn’t seem to help out of genuine concern for their well-being as much as because it's just what he needs to do in order to fulfill his own inflated self-image. At one point, he basically propositions the girl in a way that is probably supposed to seem quirky and charming, but struck me as a little creepy and depersonalizing. He's the sort of guy that, if you knew him in real life, you would find him endlessly fascinating at first, for all the things that he's done and the experiences he's had. Then, as you continue talking to him, it seems like that's really all there is in there. The things that he's done. At least, that was my take.

That said, the movie is a lot of fun. Nearly everything that happens in this movie is pretty silly, if you take the time to think about it in any detail, but that is where the movie's real strength comes in. It moves from one scene to another, to another, changing the scenery and stunts so quickly that you don't really have a lot of time to spend thinking about things in detail. Psychiatric questions aside, Dirk does actually do the right thing most of the time and, played by Matthew McConaughey, he does it with a low-key good-natured humor, producing some great, and often very funny, chemistry with the other characters, including Penelope Cruz, Rainn Wilson, and a hilarious Steve Zahn, who, by the way, improves every movie he's in.. The action sequences, though silly, are easy to follow and exciting, and when paired with the near-constant one-liners going back and forth between McConaughey and Zahn, makes for a pretty darn entertaining popcorn flick.

It's no Indiana Jones, and it really doesn't stand up to close scrutiny in any respect, but as a good way to spend a Friday night, it delivers.

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Is Today Your Birthday?

If it is, please leave a comment!

Because it's mine too, and Siddhartha's (AKA Buddha), and statistically, if you have 30 people in a room, the odds are 7 out of 10 that two of them will have the same birthday. If you have 23, the odds are 50/50.

Don't believe it? I can prove it. The trick is to calculate the odds that no one will have the same birthday.

For example, if you have two people, the odds that they won't have the same birthday is 364/365.

If you add a third person, then the odds that that person won't have the same birthday as either of the other two is 363/365. Then, the odds that none of the three of them will have the same birthday is the multiple of the first two ratios, namely (364/365)*(363/365) = 0.991 or 99.1%

You follow the same procedure with each new person you add, so the odds that four people won't have the same birthday is (364/365)*(363/365)*(362/365) and so on.

The odds that at least two of them will have the same birthday, are of course, 100% minus the odds that they won't.

Keep it going (it's easy with a Spreadsheet), and you'll see that at 23 people, the odds that none of them will have the same birthday is ~49.3%. Go out to 30, and the odds are 29.4%

So what does this all mean? Well, I've been getting more than 30 views a day, so statistically speaking, the odds are pretty good that one of you will have the same birthday as me. If you do, please leave a comment and don't leave me hanging like a hopeless math geek!

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EXTREEEEEEEEME!!!! (Aeronautics edition)

Check out this video of a guy flying a plane, upside-down, under a bridge!

Here's a cockpit-cam of another guy flying, again, upside-down, through a cave!

Thanks to Dean's World for the links.
(How) To Kill A Mockingbird

An animated book report on the Pulitzer Prize-winning novel. You know, it's a lot more interesting than I remember it. I read it a while ago, and I didn't even remember the part about the burning sharks.

Thanks to PolySciFi
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What's telling is how easy it was to believe it...

But it appears that the story from last week about the woman who found a finger in her Wendy's Chili, may in fact be the one responsible.

Apparently, the Las Vegas police obtained a search warrant for her house, and have confirmed that they are opening a criminal investigation. Sounds like the finger may have come from her dead aunt.

I thought there was something off about that story, but I just couldn't... no, it's too easy.

Anyway, thanks to matociquala for letting me know.

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Interview Meme
The Rules:

1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."

2. I will respond by asking you five questions. I get to pick the questions.

3. You will update your livejournal/website with the answers to the questions and leave the answers as comments here (or at least provide a pointer to your site).

4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.

5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

I got this from The Eager Brain, and here were his questions for me:

1. Waveform, or particle?



2. What are your writing habits like? How often do you submit things?



3. The evil question: Name three authors who are your anti-inspirations. You know, writers you read and go "kill me if I ever write like them."


4. Tell us about a memory from the earliest part of your childhood that sticks with you to this day. Not too personal if you don't want to.


5. Which of the Disney Seven Dwarfs do you think would win in a no-holds barred death go-kart race?



All right, who wants to go next?

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Science again! I said Science Again!

Got a couple more science tidbits today...

No accounting for taste...

Over at the New York Times, they've got an article about new artificial flavoring chemicals being tried as artificial flavors in food products.

A company called Senomyx has got some new chemicals that were synthesized specifically to target certain taste receptors on the tongue, making the taste much more powerful than previous artificial flavorings, thus requiring less of the chemical in the product. For example, a Senomyx sweetener would only require, perhaps, 1 part per million artificial sweetener, whereas conventional non-sugar sweeteners require more like 200 - 500 parts per million.

These new flavorings could be used in a number of future products in order to reduce sugar, salt, and MSG content without reducing flavor, yet because of the very tiny amounts required, they will not be listed in the Nutrition Label's Ingredients section. (Instead, they will just be lumped in with "artificial flavorings".) Also, the tiny amounts require less FDA testing than chemicals that require proportionally larger amounts. This could be bad, depending on your feelings about artificial flavorings, though odds are, if you're a real organi-freak, you wouldn't be buying anything with "artificial flavors" anyway. (Note: I use the term 'organi-freak' with the utmost respect and affection. Some of my best friends are organic.)

That said, if we're talking about amounts of 1 part per million, odds are that, unless you take the Michael Jackson surgical mask route, you're inhaling more harmful chemicals than than that during your morning commute. So, while adding more artificial flavors to our nation's food isn't necessarily good for us, neither are the amounts of sugar, salt and MSG we're eating. So maybe the balance will be toward the positive. Either way, something to think about when you see "artificial flavors" on the label of your next can of soup.

Don't buzz the tower!

Over at The Science Blog, they've got a piece up about Remote Control Fruit Flies!

Apparently, with a little clever genetic engineering and some carefully programed computers, scientists have created a strain of fruit flies that can be made to jump, beat their wings and fly on command when targeted with specially pulsed laser beams.

The science of it is pretty cool as well, though too complex to really go into here, but the image is just pretty damn cool, don't you think? Imagine being able to zoom your own little bluebottle housefly around the room. I'd buy one.

Then again, this sort of thing isn't exactly brand new. Ever hear about Robo-Roach?.

If they drink cheap tequila, does that make them cannibals?

Scientists Get Worms Drunk

Supposedly, it's in the interest of fighting alcoholism, but one can only hope that the worms were smart enough to watch their own drinks to avoid getting roofied.

Anyway, the researchers apparently gave alcohol to a lot of different worms, to see which ones got the drunkest, then analyzing the genetic differences between them, in order to determine which genes are responsible for worm-hammeredness.

Your tax-dollars at work, ladies and gentlemen! And thank God, because the last thing this country needs is a drunken-worm gap!

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Softball Schedule Link Added

I would like to draw your attention to the right side of the page, where I have added a new link for my softball league. Click on the Hungry Squirrels Softball Schedule Link below my movie reviews link.

(I've removed the permalink to my Oscar spreadsheet, though the file is still online. If you want to see it, you'll just have to follow the link through one of the movie review posts.)

As of 3PM today, the results have not yet been updated with last night's results, but presumably they will be at some point. Note that my team is listed just as "Hungry" as that is the name of my church's singles group that is sponsoring the team. Hope Community Church is the other team from our church. They won last night also.


Strange Days Are Ahead

There's a recent article in the New Scientist that talks about a new patent Sony has received, thus taking the "first step towards a real-life Matrix."
IMAGINE movies and computer games in which you get to smell, taste and perhaps even feel things. That's the tantalising prospect raised by a patent on a device for transmitting sensory data directly into the human brain - granted to none other than the entertainment giant Sony.

The technique suggested in the patent is entirely non-invasive. It describes a device that fires pulses of ultrasound at the head to modify firing patterns in targeted parts of the brain, creating "sensory experiences" ranging from moving images to tastes and sounds. This could give blind or deaf people the chance to see or hear, the patent claims.

I hasten to add, however, this excerpt from the same article:
Elizabeth Boukis, spokeswoman for Sony Electronics, says the work is speculative. "There were not any experiments done," she says. "This particular patent was a prophetic invention. It was based on an inspiration that this may someday be the direction that technology will take us."

Now, on the face of it, this is pretty interesting, but it raises, in my mind, a few questions/comments.

1. First of all, according to the article, they haven't even built a device or done any experiments. It's just the idea for a theoretical technique. So the question is, how the hell do you receive a patent for something you haven't even built yet? Does that mean they can just sit on the idea and then as soon as someone actually builds the thing, Sony steals it out from under them on the basis of patent infringement or what? Maybe I should apply for a patent for something cool, like genetically engineered pygmy elephants or a talking can-opener. Then, if anyone ever actually builds one, they'll have to pay me royalties.

2. A "real-life Matrix"? I tell you, it's a sad state of affairs when the SF literacy of our country is such that The Matrix is the best example they can come up with for this. It was not the first, nor the best example of this sort of technology in science fiction. Most mainstream/popular and most recent, perhaps, but that's about it. Besides, if they want to reference a movie, the gizmo they are describing is way more like the stuff used in eXistenZ and Strange Days, than the Matrix.

3. The whole question may be moot, because since they haven't even built a prototype yet, there's no way to know that this thing wouldn't give people seizures or brain tumors or something. I'm all for pie-in-the-sky speculation (Loads of fun!) but I refer back to question 1. How can they issue a patent for something that doesn't even exist yet?

4. If you want an excellent example of high-quality science fiction that deals with a lot of these types of issues, as well as cyborgs, self-aware AI's, etc., then check out Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex. Now available on DVD and airing on Cartoon Network's Adult Swim.
Softball Fever! -- UPDATED! - ALL HAIL THE MIGHTY HUNGRY SQUIRRELS!
Well, tonight, the Hungry Squirrels have their second game of the season against the mighty gladiators of "The Ex-Q", (whatever the hell that means,) so feel free to make your way to Thomas Brooks Park #3 to cheer on yours truly as she attempts to make less of a fool of herself than usual! Failing that, find an old copy of Greatest Sports Bloopers and use your imagination.

The game's at 7:30 and will last about an hour, so I'll plan to update you all with the results once, you know, there are some...


UPDATE!!!!

At the end of the second inning, we were four runs down, then did we ever rally! We won the game before the time was out by the ten run rule!

The Hungry Squirrels win 17 - 7! Woo hoo!

And we did it against (this is hearsay, mind you) the team that won the championship last year!

Furthermore, I succeeded in not making a fool of myself, largely by sitting on the bench for most of the game. (Note: We have enough players that not everyone can be playing all the time.) I did however, contribute one at-bat, where I was thrown out at first, but one of the other runners advanced from first to second. Next game though, I'll be all over that field!! Watch out... um, just a second. *consults game schedule* Oh, well next Monday we play the other team from my church, so while I hope we win, I figure we'll try to leave them with some dignity. That's just the sort of team we are.

P.S. Southpark this week featured the boys trying as hard as they can to lose their little league games, because they don't want to play anymore. It's pretty funny, especially since none of the other teams want to play either, so they are trying to out-lose each other!

Example:
"No! You have to swing at the balls and not swing when it's a strike!"
"Well, how am I supposed to know which one he's going to throw?"
"You just have to guess."
"Dammit!"

It's the principle of the thing... Apparently

See, the problem with obsessive fandom is that it can present tricky moral dilemmas like this one:

Star Wars fans lining up outside wrong theater

Saturday, 46 days before "Star Wars: Episode III — Revenge of the Sith" opens on May 19, the trilogy's enthusiasts began their vigil outside Grauman's Chinese Theater.

Problem is 20th Century Fox doesn't plan to open the film at the Chinese, opting instead for the ArcLight a few blocks east.

"Star Wars" or no, the diehards are resolute about keeping their line on Hollywood Boulevard.

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A media-savvy bunch, those waiting at the Chinese hope press interest in covering (and most likely mocking) them would persuade George LucasGeorge Lucas and Fox to move the booking.

And Sprague was adamant the line isn't moving to the ArcLight. "This is still the epicenter for 'Star Wars' fans. For the big iconic pictures of the 1970s, people lining up were here. They weren't at the Cinerama Dome."

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"The telling thing is — for me, at least — if the film is not playing at the Chinese ... I have zero desire to see it at all," a fan who calls himself Obi Geewhyen posted on the message board at Liningup.net. "I'm in it for the lineup only and don't give a darn about the conclusion of this lackluster, so-called 'Star Wars' series."

Hope springs eternal, Sprague said. After the last two "Star Wars" films, "We're all a little beaten down," she said. "But this one could be it!"

My favorite, I think, is "so-called 'Star Wars' series". I can just imagine the finger quotes.

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Just to change things up...

Britney Spears wants to express herself through art.

Apparently, the pop star is going to have her own reality show with her husband Kevin Federline.

"I am now going to be expressing my personal life through art. This series will show us falling in love and all the adventures that went on overseas during the European leg of my 'Onyx Hotel' tour. It's going to be an exciting ride."

Federline, a former backup dancer before becoming Mr. Britney Spears, and a man of few words — seriously — said, "It is a documentation of love."

Maybe on this show, we'll get some more chestnuts like the time she advised Michael Jackson to "grow a mustache" and "get in a fight".

Also, since I'm already posting about Britney again, I might as well mention this: The Mystery of Britney Spears's Boobs (WARNING: contains no actual nudity, but does contain the phrase "sweater-kittens")

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Wherever you go...


Government satellites will be watching.

Ready to geek out? Then head over to Google maps.

Yeah, yeah, you've probably seen it already by now as a slightly slicker alternative to Yahoo maps or Mapquest, but check out a tiny little link up in the upper right corner.

Search an addres, then click on "Satellite" to see arial photographs of your chosen location! It's pretty cool.

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Opening Day in Middle Creek Park #1

And the Town of Cary Co-ed Softball season is officially underway!

What a shame that your humble blogger's own team, the magnificent "Hungry Squirrels" started off on a bit of a down note, losing to the admittedly impressive skills of "Gimme Some Tots", 12 to 13.

It was further embarrassing that, due to some confusion on the part of the umpire regarding which team had batted first, the game went on longer than it should have, according to the rules, resulting in much confusion and additional "unofficial" runs for the other team. We hardly fielded at our best when we knew we had already lost and for some reason were still being told to keep going.

Regardless, the official final score was 12 to 13. Despite the loss, The Hungry Squirrels performed admirably for our first game, especially considering we only got to practice once. I fielded three hits personally, two of them relatively well, and I hit the ball both times I was up to bat, making it to second base on the second one.

So we'll have games on Mondays and Wednesdays until May 23rd, followed by a double-elimination tournament, and I'll probably continue to post about my games as though anyone but me cared.

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Hey France, do you ever wonder why people here don't like you?

Just a hint: It's stuff like this.

French Flage Tribute to Pope Sparks Left-Wing Anger

Politicians in secular France squabbled over whether the government had been right to order flags lowered on public buildings in a sign of respect for Pope John Paul.

Socialist senator Jean-Luc Melenchon and Yves Contassot, a senior Green party member on the Paris City Council, said the government had abused its powers on Monday by ordering the official tribute to the Pope, who died on Saturday.

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"Let the Christians pay tribute to the head of their church, it's a private matter," Contassot told France Inter radio.

"Today, we have a government and a head of state who, clearly, for political reasons, are trying to take advantage of an issue that is a private matter," he said.

Lowering of flags on all state buildings was "totally out of place and at the limit of legality."


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Itchy, Flaky Scalp? Then Global Warming is Your Fault!

According to a new study:

Dandruff Adds to Air Pollution

Aerosols, tiny particles in the air, are widely studied because they are an important factor in regulating climate, variously absorbing heat to warm the air and reflecting sunlight to cool it.

But the amount of cellular material - bacteria, plant fragments, spores, fungi and so forth - had been thought to be only a small proportion compared with mineral dusts, clay and sea salt.

Now, Ruprecht Jaenicke of the Institute for Atmospheric Physics at Mainz University in Germany has studied air samples and discovered that biological materials can range up to 25 percent of aerosols in some areas and as high as 40 percent in others. His findings are reported in Friday's issue of the journal Science.

The source of many aerosols has been unexplained, Jaenicke said, and this could provide the answer.

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The new finding means researchers should take biological materials seriously in climate modeling, in cloud physics and in hygienic questions such as allergies, Jaenicke said.



So do us all a favor, will you? Get yourself some Head & Shoulders and save the planet.

(P.S. It actually wouldn't be the first time that shampoo saved the world. In Evolution, David Duchovny and Orlando Jones used shampoo to poison the giant alien blob-thing. Who knew shampoo would have so many uses?)
This one goes in the WTF file...

Samurai Sword Attack at Church
One person is dead after a man wielding a samurai sword stormed into a Protestant church in Germany.

Police say yesterday's attack in Stuttgart left three others seriously injured, including one man whose hand was hacked off.

They say some 65 members of the local Tamil (TAM'-il) community were in the middle of a service when the man stormed in, waving a sword.

A 43-year-old woman was killed.

Police called to the scene subdued the man with pepper spray before arresting him.

Police say the suspect, a Tamil from Stuttgart, was motivated by "personal reasons."

Tamils are a predominantly Hindu minority in Sri Lanka and southern India. The group regularly rented the Stuttgart church to hold its services.


Of course, it was horrific I'm sure for the people in volved, but it's just surreal. I think my favorite part is actually the "personal reasons" bit.

"So, buddy, why'd you feel the need to cut up a bunch of people in a church with a samurai sword?"

"Um, it's kinda personal."

Oh, and this is entirely unrelated to that, except on the theme of "WTF", and because it's funny:

End of World

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Movie Review: Sin City - - UPDATED!

I'll update this later with a more detailed review, but I don't have the energy just now, so here's the skinny.

In a word... Awsome.

In slightly more words... Surpassed my already high expectations.

The rest of the words will have to wait until tomorrow.

UPDATE!!!

For whatever reason, I've been having a hard time trying to write about this film more than the few words I've already said. There's so much that I loved about the movie, but every time I begin to discuss it, I feel like I'll be somehow ruining the surprise.

As such, I'm going to write two reviews. A quick spoiler-free review for those of you who haven't seen it yet, and a more detailed review for those who have, (and I suppose, those gluttons for punishment who are so eager to see the film – despite it having already opened – that they will read spoilers instead of just going to the movie.)

Review A: For those who haven't yet seen the film.




Review B: For those who have seen the film, (and the aforementioned gluttons for punishment.)


Related Posts (on one page):

  1. Hypocrisy
  2. Movie Review: Sin City - - UPDATED!
  3. Sin City Roundup!
Got Graphics?

Nope, don't need 'em!

Over at Wired news, I recently spotted a fascinating article:

The Blind Fragging the Blind

It's all about the increasing numbers of computer games being made for blind people! Yes, that's right. Computer games being designed relying only on sound with no graphics whatsoever.

Most of these games run on ordinary PCs and are often joystick- or keyboard-controlled. The player dons a pair of headphones, and elements of the game are delivered in stereo to help players shoot aliens on the left or avoid a tank on the right.

Arcade-style audio games like Galaxica use the game's familiar beeps and bleeps to help players shoot aliens, while newer action games include opening scores, voice characters and elaborate sound effects.

Audio games are limited in visuals, so programmers must find creative ways to use sound to signify everything from attacking helicopters to the kind of surface upon which a character is walking.

I don't know about you, but I think that's a pretty cool idea, and not just because it just provides a way for blind people to waste their time on pointless nonproductive activities, just like sighted people do.




A few of the links in the Wired article didn't work well for me, but at a couple of them, you can download some of the simpler games for free.

For example, GMA Games has a free download of a sound-only Minesweeper game. Trust me, much harder than the normal kind. They also have Yahtzee and Solitaire, though I haven't tried those yet.

Then, over at BSC Games, they have some free action-style games.

Both sites, (and I'm sure there are others,) also have more complex games, though those aren't free. Anyway, you should give them a "look", because it's really interesting to try them. They are pretty disorienting at first, but once you get the concept down, it can be pretty fun.

Then there's the fact, (that I would NEVER take advantage of, by the way,) that since they don't have graphics, nobody could tell by looking at your screen that you're playing a game.

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Spicy Orange Sesame Chicken!

Just added a new recipe to my Recipes list. Original, and pretty tasty, though next time, I'll make it spicier.

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Daylight Saving Time


Hey everyone, remember to "Spring Forward" your clocks 1 hour before you go to bed tonight! (Unless you want to get up at 2 AM anyway.) Don't want to be late getting up for your Saturday morning cartoons! (Or other assorted Saturday morning activities.)


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