The catharsis of action cinema; Distracting research; My kind of genius
I don't quite understand why, but linear thought has been extra difficult today. I've had to keep lists around of everything I need to do or get. My thumb drive thinking rock has been an essential tool today. I've felt very creative, but not so much interested in the specific scene in my Nano novel.
I have listened to this song at least fifty times in the past week. I cannot find the lyrics online anywhere, and I have not yet deciphered the whole song. I don't think I ever paid attention to the first three quarters or so until I caught the Tom Waits reference in the final stanzas. This is my kind of genius, so dense and filled with interlocked meanings. Everything is connected and in Dust Collector's stream of near nonsense a broadcast goes to the subconscious listener and starts lighting fires.
I managed to bang out nearly a thousand words on breaks at work. This morning proved to be an utter failure for writing but rather a success for chores and food. D33 is still mildly ill, so we weren't able to work out--instead I did multiple sets of pushups and situps at work, helping to keep blood flowing while I pecked away at the high-speed hunt across a skyless, shadowless desert i've been stuck with all week.
In need of inspiration earlier, I found an English translation of the current manga Fairy Tail online,
and read through the existing 64 issues. The appeal of manga as a medium is immediately present, however I would need not only a more cohesive store but a dedicated artist before I consider that route. Fairy Tail is a fairly typical shounen fight manga that relies heavily on ultra-modern video game tropes such as guilds for the setting, and builds a very neat, variable world full of magic and adventure, with solid archetypical characters who have nearly unique power frameworks, and is of course all about the fighting. If you like Naruto, Bleach, One Piece, or Full-metal Alchemist, I suggest you check this manga out. It is sure to get an anime adaptation in the near future.
And, well, Natsu the Salamander just kicks ass. (remember, manga reads RIGHT to LEFT :)
I can't say I had a good reason to go see Hitman. I never played the games, which too close to the
FPS view and therefore made me ill. However, something about a bald man wielding two pistols appeals to me. For around ~$10 I got a thin plot, mediocre acting--Timothy Olyphant seemed torn between playing a really good, fun character and playing the emotionless killer the plot requires--some really great action scenes, and two amazing breasts. These breasts were attached to one Olga Kurylenko, who decides about halfway through the movie to start prancing around mostly naked, and the audible expressions of pleasure of the mostly-male geek audience surrounding me proved I was not the only instant fan.
Hitman exemplifies how much of the popularity of movies comes from the catharsis felt by viewers through tthe actions and deeds of the protagonist--in this case killing drug dealers and being seduced by russian concubines while impeccably dressed.
The best part of the experience (beyond Olga's nude frame) had to be the trailers for Jumper and Wanted
Jumper is about teleporters, and if I didn't already have a superpower that is the one I would want. This will be directed by Doug Liman, famous for the brilliant Bourne Identity and the despicable Mr and Mrs Smith. It also features Samuel L. Jackson, and the tag line reads "Anywhere is Possible." They can count on my money.
Wanted is based on a really great comic book about a cubicle rat who inherits his lost father's position in a super-criminal organization that long ago won the war against super-heroes, and erased all trace of their existence. Similar in theme to the Matrix, it managed to carry both an interesting plot and be full of ultra-violence. From the trailer, major alterations to the plot have occurred, but the amazing action should still be there.
I managed to bang out nearly a thousand words on breaks at work. This morning proved to be an utter failure for writing but rather a success for chores and food. D33 is still mildly ill, so we weren't able to work out--instead I did multiple sets of pushups and situps at work, helping to keep blood flowing while I pecked away at the high-speed hunt across a skyless, shadowless desert i've been stuck with all week.
In need of inspiration earlier, I found an English translation of the current manga Fairy Tail online,
And, well, Natsu the Salamander just kicks ass. (remember, manga reads RIGHT to LEFT :)
I can't say I had a good reason to go see Hitman. I never played the games, which too close to the
Hitman exemplifies how much of the popularity of movies comes from the catharsis felt by viewers through tthe actions and deeds of the protagonist--in this case killing drug dealers and being seduced by russian concubines while impeccably dressed.
The best part of the experience (beyond Olga's nude frame) had to be the trailers for Jumper and Wanted
Wanted is based on a really great comic book about a cubicle rat who inherits his lost father's position in a super-criminal organization that long ago won the war against super-heroes, and erased all trace of their existence. Similar in theme to the Matrix, it managed to carry both an interesting plot and be full of ultra-violence. From the trailer, major alterations to the plot have occurred, but the amazing action should still be there.
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