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Tuesday, 23 December 2008

  • BAHAHAH

    So I was just looking over the very few footprints that I get each day and saw that yesterday someone had been referred to my page from a search. The little space where it tells you what the referrer is isn't long enough to fit the full search URL, so all I could see was something along these lines "http://www.xanga.com/search/fhajgfug..." and then it continued from there into oblivion. Most of you may know that when you do a search like on google or what have you, after you hit enter, the URL changes to fit your search criteria, and whatever you searched for winds up in the URL. Had I seen the end of the xanga search URL I might have seen  what someone searched to get to my page. But since I couldn't and am full of curiosity, I clicked it, and discovered that yup, there are creepers on this site, contrary to what people may think. Whoever it was had searched simply "rape." To their total misfortune, I wasn't talking about raping anyone which I'm sure is what anyone with the nuts to search straight up 'rape' is looking for, I was just talking about someone becoming rape frenzied and retard strong. I don't really have a point to this or a punch line or anything, I just think it's hilarous that I got a hit on my xanga page because I used the word 'rape' in one of my blogs. Totally classy.

Monday, 22 December 2008

  • Too long for a pulse

    So my brother has this air freshener thing in his apartment that automatically sprays this stuff whenever it deems necessary. Not only is this creepy because it seemingly can smell the room and doesn't seem to have a set spraying pattern, but it's extra creepy because when it sprays its ridiculousness around, it sounds (very loudly) like Darth Vader trying to breath without his mask on. It freaks me out. I can also liken it to the sound the mutantes (:D) make make in the Hills Have Eyes when they get all rape frenzied and retard strong. So it's definitely weird sleeping on this couch with frequent attacks from the deformed mutant empire. The End.

Sunday, 21 December 2008

  • On the DAY THE EARTH STOOD STILL, everyone wondered how the whole thing made any sense at all

    Porting this over from my myspace page. Why not


    Regardless of the fact that the main selling points for The Day the Earth Stood Still were Keanu Reeves and the fact it's a rehashing of a classic, I had pretty high hopes for this. I just refreshed myself on the original and remembered how rad it is, especially for a movie made 55 years ago. Lo and behold, a strong start, followed by a faltering middle, then ended with an utterly incomprehensible conclusion had me pulling my hair out of my scalp begging for a time machine so I could do one of two things: get the hour and a half of my life back, or punch the producers in the throat BEFORE this thing got green lit (in which case my time machine would also be able to teleport me. Thankfully, that's how I built it, duh.)


    Like I said, strong start. Much in the same fashion as the original, a UFO is discovered barreling towards Earth at
    3 TIMES 10 TO THE SEVENTH METERS PER SECOND!! Hopefully the largeness gets across just how badly they were trying to sound smart by repeating this over and fucking over again. Anyway, it lands in Central Park and obviously our Army straight up invades its space with everything under the sun. It's essentially the same scene as the original, but with some neat upgrades. Following suit, Klaatu (Reeves) escapes from government custody and finds Dr. Benson (Jennifer Connelly) who drives him all over to wherever it is he needs to go, all the while trying to convince him to not destroy the human race.

    After that it just becomes a muddled mess, and the third act just made me want to vomit.

    The list of things I liked about the movie is much shorter than the list of reasons for said time machine excursion so let's go over them first. I really didn't mind Keanu until the end. It really was a perfect roll for him, mainly because it required no emotion whatsoever. That being said, the always gorgeous Jennifer Connelly was in true form as per usual and delivered a solid performance, though when any REAL emotion was needed, both actors were a little weak. The new ship was pretty rad looking, and Gort was sick as well. Generally speaking, from a technical stand point this was a solid flick.

    Apparently though great acting isn't a gene passed generation to generation because every time Jaden Smith was on screen I wanted to suck on the business end of a shotgun. Now I give him a little breathing room because he's young, but I've seen some amazing child actors and he would be better off running full speed into a wall of flaming alligators than he would if he ever acted again. The movie would have been much better if he had been an interested and helpful kid throughout instead of a whiny douche the whole time.

    Now on to what ruined this movie for me. The original (I refer back to it often because I am always baffled by people who fuck movies up so bad when they have awesome source material) story was that Klaatu came to Earth with a warning and an ultimatum. He warned that if our destructive technology were to reach beyond our planet, then a sort of galactic police would be forced to destroy us before we got a chance to destroy them. Then he left. In this version, Al Gore might as well have rolled in and said "HOLY FUCK DUDE'S WEESAH GONNA DIE IF WE DON'T HELP THE PLANET!" And I believe in global warming and helping the planet and whatnot, just keep it out of my movies. Klaatu's mission this time was to come to Earth to save it from us. Ugh!

    So he talks to the Secretary of Defense (Kathy Bates) who is unreceptive to his request to speak to the UN, and then basically he gives up and is like, "Well I guess you're fucked then, ok bye!" So (cool thing) he activates thousands of smaller sphere shaped ships like his own and they collect specimens of many creatures before taking off back into space. It's only when he sees Jennifer Connelly crying over her dying son that he realizes "there's another side to you", stops the apocalypse from happening around them, and fucking rolls out.




    WHAT?!

    Hey guy, an entire race's propensity for change isn't solely based on the fact that one woman has feelings about her dying kid. Just letting you know. He literally talked to one smart guy (John Cleese, in Hollywood's most wasted cameo ever), and Jennifer Connelly and was like "oh then it's cool, no worries." It blew my fucking mind. Basically, he saw people crying, saw they had feelings, and peaced out....which in no way reflects on our ability to save the Earth from ourselves. It's just a giant confusing mess, and I half expected there to be a big 'Reduce, Reuse, Recycle' bumper sticker on the back of his giant sphere ship as he flew away.

    This movie has a moral, "Write coherent stories, or Will Fucking LeBlanc, Film Extraordinaire, will trash your film to his 10 friends who bother to read his reviews." That'll show 'em.  I know some people are going to like this movie, and that makes me sad. Sad for how lazy people have gotten. Takes two seconds after you see a movie and THINK about what it was you saw. Don't just swallow it and forget about it, digest it and realize when something doesn't make a lick of sense. And for the love of God, stop spending money to see movies like this, it only makes them think they can keep getting away with it. Good effects, decent acting, laughable ending.
         2.5 stars

    Oh, and Hollywood, stop changing stuff just for the sake of sounding intelligent. The robot's name is Gort, you don't need to get all advanced and come up with Genetically Organized Robotic Tissue or whatever the fuck it was. Just have his fucking name be Gort. Christ!

Thursday, 11 December 2008

  • Acronyms

    So at work today, we shot a video that involved an acronym, which for those of you trolls who don't know what this particular 'NYM' is, it's the nym that means that each letter in said nym represents another word. Example, PEMDAS. Everyone who's passed 6th grade math knows this is the order of operations to solve whatever the fuck sort of problem they toss at you.

    P.arenthesis
    E.xponents
    M.ultiplication
    D.ivision
    A.ddition
    S.ubtraction

    This little guy got me and others like me through many a hard time at the back of the class where instead of paying attention to the teacher I was busy wondering how it was that Mortal Kombat was so fucking awesome. But this little acronym saved my life.

    Then an absolutely retarded thought crossed my mind that sharing with whoever reads this will make me look like the type of person whose Uncle-father regularly bangs his Sister-mother. But what if there was an acronym....
    .
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    wait for it
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    an acronym...that was the word..........ACRONYM. And your brain implodes as you consider this universe shattering concept. Black holes are created, uwe boll makes a good movie, toilets flush the other way, THE WORLD IS CHANGED!! Really though. If I was a clever beast I might be able to come up with something  ACTUALLY useful for it, but for now, I give you:

    A.nteaters
    C.an
    R.each
    O.rifices
    N.ear
    Y.our
    M.outh

    Better watch out.

    Love always,

    will

Friday, 21 November 2008

  • Race to Cliche Mountain

    Alright. Since I'm a movie person, I'd love to express a few things that made me just LOATHE the new Race to Witch Mountain trailer.

    OK. So it starts off sorta cool. Dark road, headlights only, then OOOH there's some sparky magic stuff flying around the screen that might as well have just spelled out "this is supposed to be intriguing." Cue government agency tracking some sort of UFO that crashes to Earth. At this point I am totally hooked and just waiting for my next helping of blech! Thankfully I don't have to wait long. In comes our convenient replacement of the prolongedly absent Dakota Fanning, Anna Sophia Robb, AKA that chick from Bridge to Terabithia and Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. (Let me tell you now that Disney has already flashed their disruptive and imposing emblem across the screen once). Dakota 2 has an apparent brother and they're both inhabiting a cab being driven by Muscles McDouche Dwayne 'Stop calling me The Rock' Johnson. I don't usually mind him too too much, but why has he not done more stuff that is Doomesque? That movie sucked, but it's the genre he is meant for. I digress.

    Upon realizing that the cab they're sailing across a baron dessert in is being followed, the supposed brother ignores the opposition of his sister and phases through the seat of the car emerging in the middle of the road right in the way of the chasers. OH MY GOD!! HE'S GONNA GET HIT BY THAT TRUCK!!! But wait! BAM! The truck hits him and he doesn't move an inch as the car (in slo-mo OBVIOUSLY) smashes into him as if it hit a wall and crumples right before our eyes as it slowly flips over the boy. GASP!! Wait, GASP! isn't the word I am looking for. What could it be? Oh yeah, there's no word for it, it's just the sound of me uncontrollably vomiting hot acidy puke all over myself while I watch the most played out effect in modern cinema find it's way to a new audience in the Disney gang. Speaking of the Disney gang, this is where a different Disney logo inexplicably rapes the trailer for a second time leaving the trailer feeling very defeated and alone....and also needing a shower.

    The rest of the trailer moves along as any other normal trailer would; canned jokes you've all heard before, some flashy UFO manuevering, and the girl talking to a dog while the Rock (Fuck you DWAYNE!) watches on and make some pseudo-witty comment about it.

    Oh I forgot. The Rock introduces these fancy special kids to some chick and they show her their powers by making a macbook float, not to be confused with root beer float, I mean float in mid air, and not just float, float nice and slowly with the mac logo facing the audience so that all the asshole macfags can jerk themselves off to seeing their shitty as computer on a big screen.

    Dear Earth,
    PCs are just as easy as macs as long as you have 2 brain cells in your head. Their just as powerful and you can find laptops that are sexier. Please eat a dick.
    Love,
    Will.

    The trailer made me want to pull my eyes out. After seeing a movie like Wall-E that was so unique and so brilliantly put together, it blows my mind that Disney would just slap this together and ruin what Escape to Witch Mountain was/is to so many people my age. I'm done. Let me know how you feel about it.

    Rock on Chicago, Rock over london....Can you hear me now?....Goooood. Verizon,

    Will

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  • I am a film school grad living in Orlando, but am originally from Dover, NH. I love movies, music, reading, writing, working sometimes, playing some video games, and going to shows. I'm really laid back and am more sarcastic than you know what to do with.