the day of reckoning…

Tonight is the night of truth. I'm going to see the long-awaited, much scrutinized, somewhat criticized and all around thin-ice-treading Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy with some fans of the books and some people who just like movies. It will be interesting to see what the fans think as opposed to the uninitiated. I am nervous. I don't want to hate it. I want to love it as I loved LOTR. Moreso, I want to love it more than I've ever loved a movie based on a beloved book. Time will tell. (And that time is 7:00 tonight).

In an unrelated topic, why is it that animals are cute when they yawn, but people aren't?

J.J. Abrahms is a hack.

Last night “Lost” was supposed to be an “all new episode”. But if you tuned in, you know it was actually just a clip show. A fucking CLIP SHOW. I call bullshit on that.

It's a good thing this wasn't a quiz about movies.

i am open-minded!


How indie are you?
test by ridethefader

You're pretty knowledgeable about music in general. You like indie music, sure, but that's only part of it.
You'll listen to any old shit as long as it sounds good to you. You're not snobby about music at all, you
just like what you like. How boring. Curiously, this makes you popular with the opposite sex.

bah!

I didn't even hear about this till it was too late. :(

don’t forget to bring a towel

So, who wants to go see The Hitchhiker's Guide to The Galaxy at Cinerama on Friday at 7pm? I've already got my ticket from here.

I will be getting in line straight after work. I remember when I was the cool punk girl who got in line early for rock shows. Now it's for sci-fi/fantasy/horror films. How one's priorities change as they get older.

PS: To avoid the internet surcharge, you can use my moviewatcher card #241820711. It doesn't cost me a thing and when you pick up your ticket, you might get a voucher for a free small drink (with an expiry of the year 1825).

Happy Hapcp

I am in such a good mood today because of the Serenity trailer and Snow Day, Bloody Snow Day almost being done (tonight!! knock on wood, etc), that I wanted to share one of my favorite pictures ever.

lipnicki

It’s Jonathan Lipnicki! Blinged out!

Happy Day in Geeksville

The “Serenity” trailer goes live at 1pm, at which time I will watch it with no sound and then again with sound when I get home. I love my new computer at work with windows media player and no speakers! I saw a video of a “Serenity” panel from Wizard Con and it made my little geek heart pitter patter. Especially the part where Joss goes all homoerotic on Nathan Fillion.

In movie news, our beautiful film is being audio sweetened as we speak! It already sounded pretty good before it went in there. The best part is that the audio tech had never seen it before and it's reported that he can't stop laughing. (Hopefully with the film and not AT it).

I still can't seem to find available tickets for Hitchhiker's Guide, which opens on Friday. If anyone knows where I can get them, let me know! It's presumably going to be playing at the Cinerama but I can't find any evidence of that on their website.

UPDATE

Dear god, the “Serenity” trailer is glorious. Even without sound. It gave me chills, it did. Captain Tightpants is looking hotter than the Georgia asphalt. Also got to see River kicking ass (which means, hopefully, she will become interesting), Jayne giving someone a wicked pile driver, and what I believe are the first glimpses of the big, scary Reavers (who look a lot like orks from what I can tell). Holy crap, this is all so exciting! I need to go change my underwear now.

UPDATE #2
Jumpin Jesus! I just want to pick something up from our special effects editor dude and he was kind enough to show me the trailer WITH SOUND. I don't think I've felt that good since I sneezed and cleaned my ears at the same time.

Just wanted to mention a bit of weirdness. On my way there, I passed a bum who was sitting on a bench on pioneer square. Next to him was a Chuckie doll. What the eff? Brings a whole new meaning to the phrase “My buddy n' me”.

blocky compendia gorham fluff charles dateline

WEEKEND RECAP

Friday

It was looking like it was going to be a poor turnout for our Robocop screening. At 8:00, no one had shown up yet (besides me, Faye and Dom. And Two of us live there), so we continued to watch Carnivale and be equally amazed by it’s brilliance and amused by it’s charming Dust Bowl dialogue (you sonofabitch, goddammit). Around 8:15, Sherwood arrived, but, by that time, we were too far into the episode to stop. So Sherrard, who uninitiated into the world of the Rousties, (not that those of us who were caught up had any better of an understanding of it), checked his email and padded around the apartment until we were finished. Around 9:00 we started Robocop (first watching 5 minutes or so of commentary which was long enough for us to learn two important and amusing details.
1) Verhoeven almost didn’t accept the offer to direct it because his first reading of the script “led [him] to believe that it was a standard American action film”. It wasn’t until his wife read it and convinced him that “there was a lot more going on here” that he decided to make his American directing debut.
2) He pronounces it “Rrrrrobocup”. It’s hard to type that out the way he says it. Basically, he rolls the first “r” and makes the whole word as close to one syllable as possible. Hilarious.

Around 10:00, krk arrives with snacky reinforcements and a friend who’s name has already escaped me. (Damn you, reefer!) BennDunn arrived around 10:30 in time to catch the end of the movie, drop off a copy of the Tivo’d “Reefer Madness” and a Polaroid of his person identifying himself as “1 Ben Dur”. Everyone met and adored Tobe who reveled in the petting orgy. And then we all retired to bed because we are all sleepy and lame.

Saturday

Faye and I had some writin’ ta do. We have all these “little bits” left to add to the feature script. Things that should be easy, but when you sit down to write them, they end up taking a dogs age and you’re googling random phrases like “rectal prolapse” for inspiration and the next thing you know, it’s time to go to a backyard BBQ and croquet match in the rain. I’m hoping we’ll only need one more week on this bad boy and then we’ll have completed draft # 3.
At 5:00, we headed to our friend Chris’s house to eat veggie BBQ and prefunk for the Reggie and the Full Effect show. We ate a delicious and gluttonous portion of veggie burgers, rice and kimchi (sp?) and homemade angel food cake for dessert. We enjoyed this meal whilst watching THE most fucked up TV ever created, Wonder Showzen. This was only the second episode I have ever seen and I have to admit that even this bloodlusty wench was a LITTLE grossed out when I first saw the bit about the Chewties. However, by the time they got to the “Leprosy Nachos”, I was already desensitized. Still, I must know who these people are and how they can possibly think of things so disturbing as a child in a Hitler costume interviewing people on the street.
After dinner, we decided to break in the newly grown grass in the backyard with a game of croquet. I have only played croquet once before and it was a looooong time ago so I have to say I think I did pretty well. I was in last place but I was still right behind everybody else so it wasn’t as cripplingly humiliating as, say, high school gym class. I can’t wait to play again! Halfway through the game, it began to rain. We thought we could play through, being hardened Seattleites that we are. We were wrong. The rain came down with increasing strength and we were forced to postpone our game. Luckily, it stopped before we had to leave, so we finished the game just in time to hop in Chris’s fancy and recently acquired antique convertible. No top down for us, but Faye still wore the fifties-style scarf I bought her for this very occasion.
We arrived at El Corazon (formerly Graceland) just in time for Reggie’s set. We were horrified to find that we were surrounded by children with a mean age of 18. Despite the presence of irritating children, drunk dudes and some guy farting tacos, the performance was great. I had previously held reservations because I heard that the lead Reggie is going through a divorce and it also saddened by the break-up of the Get Up Kids. Faye and I were both worried that this meant a return to the emo sensibilities of the GUK. It did not. It meant death metal. Very angry death metal. And people adorned in fake blood. Awesome.
We left as soon as the set was over, as we had no desire to stick around for New Found Glory or to spend any more time with these people. Since it was still early, we headed to the Hill for a drink. We started at the Wok and Grill but were dismayed to learn that their juke box was broken. Having no other purpose to remaining there, we decided an impromptu karaoke session at Jai Thai was in order. We made some calls to bulk up our group and proceeded to sing!
Highlights:
-Andrew’s surprise performance of “Power of Love”. We were trying to train him for his contest the following night where they choose the song for you. He clearly did not need training.
-Chris’s balls-to-the-wall, and no doubt sore-throat inducing performance of “Mother” by Danzig.
-Some guy with a devil lock who did the most dead-on performance of “The End” by the doors, followed later by an incredible Elvis impersonation. I think I have a crush on him.
-Erin’s always flawless “One Way Or Another”.
-Me doing “Say It Aint’ So”. It might not have been a highlight for other people, but for me it was loads of fun. I wish they had more Weezer at karaoke. I would KILL to do some songs off Pinkerton.
-Some poor girl choosing “Piano Man” and being drowned out by the entire bar singing along loudly.

Sunday

It started out as a perfectly normal Sunday but escalated to a bit of an emergency situation when we realized that Tobe was urinating blood. Faye and I took him to the emergency vet (right around the time when I would have gone to yoga. Doh!) and he was given antibiotics for a urinary tract infection. The poor little guy! I have to give him a pill twice a day for two weeks. For those of you that have ever had to give a pill to a cat, you know that it is typically a Sisyphus-ian endeavor. However, Tobe is a champ who takes his pills with little protest. We will know in a few days if his problem is clearing up. I’ve had the little guy for a week and he’s already been to the emergency room. Hopefully this is just a problem that he’s had for a while and was just never taken care of, rather than a sign of a weak immune system. Poor little feller.

Anyway, now we are back to Monday and this is THE critical week in the world of Snow Day. We have to send the movie off on Wednesday (Thursday at the latest) to make it into the San Diego Comic Con. Wish us luck!

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Having just been to karaoke, I'd say this is a pretty accurate quiz result.

Your Taste in Music:

80's Alternative: High Influence
80's Pop: High Influence
90's Alternative: High Influence
Hair Bands: High Influence
Heavy Metal: High Influence
Punk: High Influence
80's Rock: Medium Influence
80's R&B: Low Influence
Adult Alternative: Low Influence
Alternative Rock: Low Influence
Gangsta Rap: Low Influence
Progressive Rock: Low Influence
Ska: Low Influence
How's Your Taste in Music?

Like an afterburner for your penis.

Is it just me, or is The O.C. getting really weird?

Last night’s episode featured Caleb about to dump his wife for something that most husbands would be excited about but then changing her mind (because he’s plotting something more evil??) , Kirstin being tempted by a guy who is only hot in that early 90’s kind of way, and Zach hinting at being evil himself. And speaking of evil, what was WITH that comic industry party? First of all, there is NO WAY that a publisher who was initially interested in Atomic County would start making all those demands to Disneyfy it. The comic world isn’t governed by the same “standards and practices” that television and film are. Comics push the envelope and are edgy and typically very violent. They also have a built-in demographic so who CARES what the mid-western kids can “relate” to. They don’t read comics to relate. They read them to forget about their own boring, sex-less lives for a while. The O.C. needs a comic consultant to make this storyline more realistic.
And the SECOND weird thing about that industry party was all those industry dudes standing around drinking wine and laughing maniacally. Was that supposed to be as comic-y as it was? Is this some clever subversive way of making The O.C. more artistic? Or are they just losing their minds over there?

As for Tru Calling, hilarity ensued yet again. Highlights include when Tru spoke of her titular “calling”, when porno music played during YET ANOTHER of her bizarrely flirtatious conversations with her brother and when she once again fell “in love” with a guy she knew for two episodes who died. And what’s the deal with all these love interests being “90’s hot”? Is that look coming back or something? This particular stud is reminiscent of Is it just me, or is The O.C. getting really weird?

Last night’s episode featured Caleb about to dump his wife for something that most husbands would be excited about but then changing her mind (because he’s plotting something more evil??) , Kirstin being tempted by a guy who is only hot in that early 90’s kind of way, and Zach hinting at being evil himself. And speaking of evil, what was WITH that comic industry party? First of all, there is NO WAY that a publisher who was initially interested in Atomic County would start making all those demands to Disneyfy it. The comic world isn’t governed by the same “standards and practices” that television and film are. Comics push the envelope and are edgy and typically very violent. They also have a built-in demographic so who CARES what the mid-western kids can “relate” to. They don’t read comics to relate. They read them to forget about their own boring, sex-less lives for a while. The O.C. needs a comic consultant to make this storyline more realistic.
And the SECOND weird thing about that industry party was all those industry dudes standing around drinking wine and laughing maniacally. Was that supposed to be as comic-y as it was? Is this some clever subversive way of making The O.C. more artistic? Or are they just losing their minds over there?

As for Tru Calling, hilarity ensued yet again. Highlights include when Tru spoke of her titular “calling”, when porno music played during YET ANOTHER of her bizarrely flirtatious conversations with her brother and when she once again fell “in love” with a guy she knew for two episodes who died. And what’s the deal with all these love interests being “90’s hot”? Is that look coming back or something? This particular stud is reminiscent of a certain former MTV VJ or the star of this horrific and short lived MTV sci-fi series. Gross.
Also, was the ending where they showed the consequences of Tru “breaking the rules” supposed to be shocking?! “I have de ja vous”. OOOH! The horror! Better not keep breaking the rules, Tru. We don’t want a bunch of people running around getting De Ja Vous. Imagine that chaos that would cause!
God, I love this show!