You might think this video game is stupid, and I guess it kind of is, but it's also really hilarious, and pretty fun for a 3D platformer. I wouldn't say it's the greatest and most fun game of all time, but I got it used for cheap and there's a ton of secrets to find. So if you've played pretty much every other game you feel like playing then maybe give this one a shot, who am I your mother?
I just finished watching this tv show for the first time (despite seeing the movie in the theaters when it was released) and I have to say it's pretty great. It's no original Star Trek, but it was still a lot of fun to watch. Based on this show and Whedon's comics, I might even be willing to give Buffy a shot. For those of you who don't know, this is basically Han Solo the tv series set in the outer space wild west. Too bad it only lasted 17 episodes or whatever, because there was a lot more they could have done that would have been cool.
Originally Sonic Youth's first EP, this was rereleased a couple years ago with additional live tracks. I have to admit, it's really strange to hear drums with such high-tuned toms on a SY record, but I think just taking into consideration the original 6 tracks this is pretty good. I might even like it better than Confusion Is Sex, if just for the track I Dreamed I Dream alone. So check it out if you have the time and/or money.
Well we all hate spam, but remember last year when that dude somehow got caught with all those computers sending out spam and got prosecuted for it? That felt kind of like one of those revenge movies where the hero shoots the guy who killed his wife. Anyway, I don't really ever get spam in my regular inbox anymore, but I keep having to check my junk folder to make sure important things didn't go there, as they often do. Also, who falls for those phishing scams, anyway? Sure, a millionaire in Africa wants to give you a million dollars, granny.
Sorry to review all these Jeph Loeb/Tim Sale books. But for the most part they're pretty excellent. This one doesn't hold up to the same sort of scrutiny that their Batman collaborations do, largely because it doesn't really have a overarching storyline like those. Basically it's just 6 tales from the early days of Daredevil, when he wore the lame yellow costume pictured to my left, loosely connected by the theme of Matt Murdock's love for Karen Page, his former secretary, who is dead in present continuity. Oops, spoilers.
I can't quite put my finger on what it is that makes this song so damn catchy, but damn, it's catchy! "I love how it's all bom bom bom all I want for you to mAake love to me..." Oh Mick Jagger, if you weren't a scary old man with giant lips I would totally make love to you. (As long as you didn't actully call it "making love.") Walk for miles, my feet are hurtin...
No, that's not the book cover, but the book is way out of print so I couldn't find a picture of the cover on the internet and I am also inept with my camera and couldn't take a decent picture of it. Anyway, this book is by Chilean poet Cecilia Vicuna, and it's pretty decent for about 70 pages, which is how long a poetry book should be so I can't fault her for that. But unfortunately the book is 156 pages long and it kind of starts repeating itself (although perhaps with the recurrent theme of weaving and language moving in circles this is intentional?). The questioning of the origins of language are really engaging in the book, and I'm usually kind of resistant to poems that deal solely with the idea of language/object relation. But this is good.
(I wasn't too sure how to do this review, so I sort of am doing it based on the recording from this Bernstein album, rather than taking each piece on its own. Also this stuff in parentheses doesn't count as sentences). I have never really given Charles Ives a thought. I heard a violin piece he wrote and found it unbearable. But these orchestral works conducted by Bernstein are pretty terrific. They're sort of ambient, kind of like Hindemith or something, but there are a lot of moments of excitement, and the balance between ambiance and pressure creates some excellent emotional crescendos. Definitely check out this dude, particularly the Holidays Symphony.
For years I've alternated between Shostakovich and Tchaikovsky as my favorite composers, but strangely I've never bought any of Tchaikovsky's symphonies, and while I've enjoyed Shostakovich's symphonies, I've never bought or heard a recording of his most famous one, the 7th. Anyway, it's great of course. It was written early in World War II, commissioned by the Soviet government as a propaganda/motivator piece for the citizens and soldiers. So it's pretty upbeat. I have to say I like his 8th a lot better, but this one is pretty great.
This is pretty much exactly the same as vol. 4 except I like it better because I don't feel like skipping as many songs.
The plot of this movie as we all know is that at this VHS rental store all the tapes get erased and Mos Def and Jack Black end up reshooting all the movies for some reason. I guess the thing with this movie is that the parts where they are remaking the movies are funny, but the rest is kind of a flimsy holder for those moments. I would have almost rather seen 90 minutes of these cheesy remakes than the heartfelt plot about being evicted by a realtor. Anyway, it was fine but I can't really recommend it to anybody living.
It was not too bad, because I managed to get into a pretty narrow spot with just one sweep of the wheel. No correcting myself. However, I ended up pretty close to the truck on the driver's side, and then I had to squeeze out. Hopefully he doesn't have a passenger who slams my car with their door.
Not anywhere near as good as Dark Victory or Long Halloween, but Loeb (old Loeb) and Sale are still pretty great. This trade is three unlinked stories that each happen on or around Halloween. I like the Scarecrow and Mad Hatter stories the best, because you never really see those two get their own storyline. Usually they're just somebody's crazy henchman. Even in Batman Begins.
On one hand, pollen makes me miserable, especially since I moved to Houston. My allergies just started, and they will continue for like two more months. On the other hand without it we would all be dead, so I guess that's a pretty big tilt in its favor.
There were a few problems with my last review. One, I guess it was a little abstract to review a time I had rather than an actual thing. Two, it wasn't even my idea to begin with so don't blame me. Also it was mostly made up because I don't remember if the last time I watched it was in Tallahassee, but that was the last time I had cable so that's probably true. I should also mention this isn't my last review, but a review of my most recent review I just did the end.
This is a pretty good movie as everybody knows, but the last time I watched it I think I was sick and just flipping channels in Tallahassee. I had just bought the box set of the old Spider-man cartoons but I got really bored. Anyway, watching this movie on tv sucks because of all the commercials and how they keep dubbing over Wallace Shawn's usage of "motherfucker!" with "inconceivable" or some crap. Also being sick sucks.
One of the problems with reviewing this album is that even though there are six or seven AMAZING tracks on it, there are three real stinkers that make it not as great. So if only it was an EP that omitted snooze-fests "Open Up Your Heart," "Love is All," and "Echoes" then it might be one of the best EPs ever at least. Too bad, The Rapture, too bad.
Jordan's first book of poetry is a fairly amazing debut firmly set in the tradition of Southern verse. That isn't to say it is invested in linearity for ole time's sake, but the location of the south in a physical sense is paramount to the personal devastation that is explored. But linearity is also subverted, as Jordan raises questions regarding the nature of memory - and perhaps the responsibility of memory to the dead. So check it out if you like the south or if you like poetry why don't you.
I know I am behind the comics curve to have just read this this weekend, so sue me. Anyway, I think it's highly overrated. The art is beautiful, of course, and when it was written a billionty years ago (1989) it was totally revolutionary to have a graphic novel be painted like that. However, I feel that Batman is a total wimp in this book. Like for instance, he needs to be saved from one doctor with a scalpel, and also the book is kind of boring, although the subplot with the crazy founder of Arkham is pretty good.
One of the things water has going for it is that it is refreshing and we all need it to live because we are like 80% water or something like that if the old Batman movie is right. There's nothing quite like a cool glass of water when you're thirsty even if you have beer in the fridge. Also swimming is a fun activity to do if it is summertime, which it will be in two weeks here in Houston. On the other hand, some people can drown, even in two inches of water, so that's a real bummer, and flooding can ruin your life and your car. A couple points off for that I guess.
This is a really terrific book of prose poems/lyric essays. Sandy Florian dissects meaning and translates definitions of seemingly unrelated words into a really personal exploration. It's set up semi-alphabetically, and reads almost like a dictionary. It's meaning that is paramount to be disassembled here, and the halting language is fantastically engaging.
I can't really write reviews of comics as I read them, because most of you don't care and I read a lot of comics. But this series just had its last issue (#50) and I pretty much loved it for its whole run, so I figured I'd write about it. Anyway, Cable is a boring future guy and Deadpool is a mercenary who cracks a million jokes and specializes in breaking the fourth wall. I always thought the Cable parts of this book were boring, but luckily he died at like issue 35 and then Deadpool had the book to himself for the remainder. It turns out that nobody liked to buy it which is a problem in the comics world for some reason and now it's canceled, so too bad.
The Punk O Rama series of cds is basically like a variety mix put out by some record label I forget so you can hear 25 punk bands. They're pretty garbage punk, which is basically like 50s era rock but extra distorted and a lot more uses of the term "motherfucker" than your average Bill Haley and the Comets record. Anyway, I consider them kind of a guilty pleasure, and they're like $3 each used. So I buy them and then I like to roll down the windows and blast them once in a blue moon or whatever that old expression is.
This movie is a lot better than I remember it. Natalie Wood's acting and accent are tres ridiculous and pretty racist, but apart from that it's solid. Robert "Star Trek: The Motion Picture" Wise directs a great visual movie, with a lot of terrific symmetrical shots and some songs that are great. I love all the long shots, for example. Also it's tough not to sing along with songs like "I Feel Pretty" especially when I feel so pretty.
Well I shoulda known this would be a bad game because a) it is a Star Trek game and there hasn't been a good one in 14 years and b) it is a strategy game which I hate to begin with. The problem is if they put the name Star Trek on a jar of pickled onions I would still buy it, the joke being I hate pickled onions (9%). Anyway, the graphics suck, the story is literally "Everybody hates each other, there is no diplomacy, let's fight!," and the gameplay hideously boring. So don't buy this one except I did forget to mention it's only $15 new, so that was nice, except it shoulda been another sign it was a bad game.
I just saw this movie and I guess it was pretty good. It suffered from what I call "3:10 To Yuma" syndrome, in which most of the movie is pretty boring and uneventful but then the last 35 minutes really save it, although I guess this movie came first so maybe it should be the other way around. Anyway, people say it's Hitchcockian or whatever, but it's pretty Allenian in my honest opinion, although I think Crimes and Misdemeanors is a jillian times better.
As many of you know, I am a huge Devo fan. And while I love the synthesizers and general new waviness of later Devo albums, this one is the most flawless despite being the most guitar driven. So basically if you like having your faced rocked away in a novel and exciting way, you might as well give this album a listen because it's probably in my top 25 or whatever.
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