I have a ton of things to do today and very little time in front of the computer, so I’ll churn this out and pretty it up later.
Ghic Chic Hollywood Video had NOTHING in- so I watched Death Proof and Quint continues to disappoint in a way that you feel you’re now watching something he created out of a sheer boredom stemming from a conversation at a pool party whilst drunk and thought, “Yeah! I should totally do that!” and of course everyone at the party hopped on board and they made it that afternoon. I don’t think it was supposed to be released to the public as horrible as it was.
Mad Movie Guy well it was part of a whole experience, and the suits split it up for the DVD release
… I am in no way defending him
Ghic Chic Sounds like you are! The plot was just silly and he took what he thought was the appeal of Pulp Fiction and recreated it there. It had so many inconsistencies in his formulas that it came off as a painful attempt
Mad Movie Guy Thats the thing though, he made pulp fiction so now no one judges him correctly
Mad Movie Guy its pathetic he hasnt made anything watchable for over 10 years
Ghic Chic Exactly! He got lucky with some elements he used in that film and due to his failures it’s like he wanted to throw it all in this one. Off beat conversations which (yawn) were just moronic and done better in Clerks et al., he over used retro references in which he basically started to show boat his knowledge of long ago forgotten film/cars/actors etc.
Ghic Chic It wasn’t a film, it was a struggling ego
Mad Movie Guy Personally, I dont even think pulp fiction is any thing great
Mad Movie Guy resavoir dogs was his first and only movie that I will watch
Ghic Chic It wasn’t- but when it first came out, I appreciated the initial feel. I hadn’t seen Reservoir Dogs, I hadn’t seen much of anything as I was FINALLY starting to settle down after a long period of travel, relocating etc. So I have to admit I thought it was pretty good. And it stopped there (with the exception of RD)
Mad Movie Guy he sucks, Im so sick of him
Mad Movie Guy he thinks he is film god too
Mad Movie Guy and unfortunatly the masses buy into it as every thing he shits turns to gold
Ghic Chic Uh huh, which two okay films over a decade ago- if they allowed actual talent to make it to distribution by big named studios, then the masses wouldn’t hold onto such crap.
Mad Movie Guy yeah its sad
Mad Movie Guy same thing happens with music
Ghic Chic The film seriously reminded me of when I was little and I drew pictures- TONS of them, but I drew one of a horse and that got attention… I didn’t care for drawing horses… but I started to churn out a ton of the same element hoping for the same reaction. Needless to say, I no longer draw horses.
Mad Movie Guy I wouldnt know
Mad Movie Guy im done with him
Mad Movie Guy no level of bordom out there will get me to a point where I say to myself “hey, Ill watch QT’s latest”
Ghic Chic I let curiosity get the better of me
Ghic Chic I think I’ll just copy/paste this as my review so I don’t have to relive the movie again by actually thinking about it later on tonight
Mad Movie Guy Sometimes we should trust the jesse
Ghic Chic I know!!!!!!!! 
Mad Movie Guy I have yesterdays window still open so I could copy paste you that for your review as well 
Ghic Chic Which review was that?
Mad Movie Guy where I told you not to watch it and we ranted about kill bill

(YESTERDAY)

Ghic Chic Have you seen Death Proof?
Mad Movie Guy no
Ghic Chic Trying to find something to rent tonight- figured I’d see that one.
Ghic Chic Since there’s no opinion, I might as well be the first
Mad Movie Guy oh oh oh
Mad Movie Guy hold that thought
Mad Movie Guy I have an opinion
Ghic Chic lol k
Ghic Chic I want to use my free rental on something worth while
Mad Movie Guy Tarantino should be kicked out of hollywood for making movies with his head so far up his own ass
Ghic Chic lmao
Mad Movie Guy I hate him so much, I would never watch that movie
Mad Movie Guy hes a hack
Mad Movie Guy yet “praised” as a genuis
Ghic Chic I some how knew you’d say something like that about it (being as Quinton’s named attached) I was waiting for it 
Ghic Chic People still see him as genius?
Mad Movie Guy he directed it… thats worse than those movies he attaches his names too just to boost the sales
Ghic Chic I figured due to him completely drowning he might churn out something decent. Unless I was the only one who hated Kill Bill
Mad Movie Guy Nope
Mad Movie Guy ill always be with you on that boat
Mad Movie Guy and my roommate ross is with us
Ghic Chic lol YAY! I’ve had heated arguements over that one as well
Mad Movie Guy but across america fanboys kiss his ass, and it drives me nuts
Mad Movie Guy god
Mad Movie Guy I get heated just thinking about it
Ghic Chic Breatheeeeeeeeeeee okay- any other flick from here?
Ghic Chic http://www.hollywoodvideo.com/Default.aspx?
Mad Movie Guy Kill Bill was so bad I didnt even try vol 2 (which I heard was worse) and Im an anal freak about movies and books and tv shows, if i watch one I gotta watch the rest
Ghic Chic I think I started with 2 as I refused to see 1 but an idiot I was dating at the time rented it- it was so terrible that I didn’t care to see the first… and I always need to know the beginning
Mad Movie Guy I would rather watch “Snoop Dog’s Hood of Horror’” than DeathProof
Ghic Chic Could be campy fun (ugh- sounds painful)

So there you have it. I hated Death Proof.

Current Mood: Amused

I  can’t really say it’s a weekend wrap up as I plan on being up another 7 hours or so. A lot can happen in that amount of time! Doubtful, but you never know- I may add more of my vicarious dating through Lara pics.

Last night I finished “Fracture” Anthony Hopkins stars in this legal thriller as Ted Crawford, a man who allegedly attempted to murder his wife and is now locked in a battle of wits with an assistant district attorney, Willy Beachum (Ryan Gosling). The D.A.’s convinced Crawford has blood on his hands, but Crawford is freed on a technicality, sending Beachum on an obsessive mission to prove Crawford’s guilt — even if he has to bend the law to make his case.

Wow, I never realized how unimpressed I was with Ryan Gosling. I never really noticed his presence before, but this time that I did, he really annoys me. He stars as this “hot shot” lawyer who merely comes across as an arrogant slime ball who is cocky, moronic and enjoys sleeping with his soon to be boss.

Not once using common sense or cunningness it’s a wonder Crawford outsmarted him at first and shocking that he wasn’t able to in the end? Who ever wrote this piece of garbage needs something fractured of theirs. The evidence wasn’t ever obtained- the only thing they ever had going for them was this apparent genius willingly spilling the beans. Maybe Gosling’s character should have gone into psychology instead of law.

 My other film, “Art of the Devil II”; I had attempted to once more get past the immediate gore thinking that something else would capture my attention- As soon as I turned it back on and viewed an additional ten seconds, I fell sick to my stomach once more and shut the movie off. Will I attempt it AGAIN? I’d say no, but I guess it would depend on whether or not I was in a masochistic mood, bored out of my skull or an intruder breaks in, ties me up and forces me to watch it. I don’t like to say “never” as I’m typically proven wrong.

I went to GameStop to exchange Resident Evil 4 for one that worked, “Oops, I guess we forgot to fix the disk before we put it on the shelf.” Ya think? Being as the new one cost 2 dollars more than the used one ($17.99 for used) and they didn’t have any more of that title that was used, rather than being annoyed that they didn’t just swap me straight across, I paid the two dollar difference and spent a couple of hours shooting up not zombies. Whee!

A picture of my dying folliage

Trying to play a game I thought I had invented “lawn chair game”. If your patio/balcony is facing a busy street where the speed limit is at least 40 miles per hour, the game is you need to place the camera in front of you and try to capture a car as it goes by. It’s either not as easy as one might think, or I just really really suck at it.

Current Mood: annoyed & annoyed & Amused & Amused & annoyed & Amused & annoyed

Being as I am again on a dating hiatus due to my super ability of attracting all the wrong people, I am going to send Lara out in the vast ocean of relationships in hopes she has better luck than me.

First up is Mr. Willy Wonka. He has a chocolate factory- how much better can it get than that???

Tonight we’ll follow them on their first date and see how these love birds get along. So far Lara looks a little hesitant and Willy seems a tad confused… but I’m sure it’s just first date jitters… right?

As por moi… I was all set to play Resident Evil 4 this afternoon. Not even ten minutes into the game it fails on me Gotta love GameStop and their incredibly reliable games. Tomorrow I’m going to make a second attempt to get that title there- if I’m failed again, they will not be able to redeem themselves.

Agenda for tonight: Finishing “Fracture” and then “The Art of the Devil 2″ (on that second title, I almost got sick after the first five minutes, let’s see if I can hold down my dinner and stomach the remaining 95 minutes of the film).

***Let’s check in on the couple***

All seems fine. They made it past the initial meet for coffee and decided to go to a movie. Willy makes a comment about the actor being attractive…

Lara thinks he’s just being okay about his sexuality and figures he made such a statement just to show he’s not threatened by other men.

Lara refuses to see him checking out the hottie going for a jog.

Oh Lara… we need to have a talk.

Current Mood: Buddha

Well not really. It’s actually the “The Oh in Ohio” that I saw the other night.

From an e-mail of mine: I’m soooooooo sleepy! I stayed up and watched The Oh in Ohio- a must not
see film. An annoying Parker Posey can’t “O”, so she ignores her husband
for a vibrator- he winds up having an affair w/a student (he teaches HIGH
SCHOOL), his (ex) wife tramps around and then at the end they could get
back together… but Danny DeVito made her “O”… so she’s sticking with
him. (I should copy/paste this and put it my blog so I don’t have to
relive the movie again… including this part so I can always remember its
roots).

There you have it. Painfully unwatchable and yet for some reason I purchased it at Hollywood video because Paul Rudd was in it… and I don’t have the receipt. The Oh in DOH

Life is going quietly and smoothly. 

Jonathon of course is 15 and started to grow hair on his upper lip which it started to look just odd. He has such a baby face and I kept wanting to wipe his face… “It’s not dirt.”

When he was in the hospital I had shaved him with my own razor and that was a terrifying experience. Not for him, but for myself. I didn’t want to cut him but the other razors they had in stock were scary looking. This time I bought him a cool Mach thing and shaving gel. It took me five minutes to brave it, but the events leading up to it were hell.

 He did NOT want it gone. I told him he had to… I even asked him to name ONE superhero who had facial hair. NONE! HA! “I’m growing up Mom, face it.” It was his badge of adulthood. Shame on me for wanting it gone! He made it quite obvious he was NOT happy and I let him know either I’ll shave it off or wax it off- choice was his. He opted for neither.

I’m sorry if it sounds cruel but he’s barely 60 lbs, very small for his age and what looks like dirt on his upper lip was just odd. It’s NOT that I want to keep him a child forever, but trust me, it needed done.

He sucked it up and I shaved him… feeling still guilty, I went to pick him up after I got off work and told him “Oh my god Jonathon, it grew back even thicker than it was! You can keep it for a week like that… okay?” He was giddy and stuck his tongue out at me. I tricked him and I know I’m going to burn in hell. But he’s happy, right?

Those are my confessions for today.

I bought a horrible film and tricked my child.

On the plus side: I was just told I look “snazzy” in the hall. Snazzy. I haven’t heard that word in for ages. It makes me want to do jazz hands! I’m “snazzy!” (jazz hands)

Current Mood: busy

I’m still thinking about the movie “Cash Back”. It’s the kind of film that remains with you (apparently) long after you press “stop” on the DVD player, take the disk out and return it from whence it came.

He pauses time. For whatever his purpose is- to ponder or admire, reflect or observe… everything remains frozen until he’s ready to resume.

Most times I wish I could fast forward my days like most- but then I was thinking of pausing time.

There are so many moments I wish I could have paused and taken a picture of. Smiling eyes. Stolen glances. Laughter that I caused a random moment that caused ME to laugh in hysterics. Looking across the room at an elderly couple looking so lovingly at each other… Capturing in time moments in which I let toxicities go.

Pondering, reflecting, admiring a look. Admiring an event in the midst of it unfolding.

Taking that moment and soaking every piece of it in. Absorbing it to the fullest. Breathing in that memory and allowing it to sweep over the unpleasantness that preceded it.

Stopping time and basking in the moment until you can clear your head, appreciate EVERYTHING, do whatever it takes in order to join the fast paced world that awaits you when you crack your knuckles to continue on with life.

I sit here in a moment that’s moving forward. Everything is at a standstill anyway… but if I walked around, what would I notice that I’ve over looked from being buried by the mundane areas of the daily grind?

What would I notice if I walked up to a random person and took a good hard look at them? If I softly kissed someone who seemed to be having a terrible day, would they feel it? Would my encouraging thoughts or secret actions lift their spirits?

If I paused myself in the middle of a misunderstanding or fight… could I take all the time in the world to carefully map out my actions and still find it all falling apart?

I think I’d pause a moment just to observe, not to mend.

I’m sitting here looking at my attire and wondering what the hell I was thinking this morning when I woke up WAY too early. I want a clothing do-over.

Lazy, I look absolutely lazy. I blame it on being out of my element last night that made me completely exhausted (that and perhaps gabbing on the phone until mid-night with a friend I had to update everything that’s happened since January on… apparently it’s been a long year). It’s great to hear from old friends, not so great if hearing from them cuts into sleep time. Once a long over due “catch up” is caught up, the next conversation won’t be so LONG.

This of course took place after going to a company event at a baseball game. Being as I HATE sports, I went for the sake of Jonathon. I THOUGHT he hated sports right along with me, but a video game taught him the finer points of the game and he was having a good time. I sucked it up, went, bought Jonathon a foam finger he rather enjoyed poking my friend in the back of the head with (it was her fault for sitting in front of him!), then we left around 8pm as it was meds time for the boy.

I’m never out on a Monday, let alone to a sporting event, so I was a little tired. I’m a wimp, I embrace it, I don’t mind. Once the boy settled down for the night with his foam finger still on (he wants to wear it while watching his Disney shows so he can root for his crush Hannah Montana) “Go Miley! Work that scene!” ; I settled in and put in Cash Back.

Great story, great acting, wonderful scenes, editing, special effects. A little too much nudity for my taste, but I’m a prude. I don’t mind that either. It’s definitely worth watching, just strategically place your hands up to block visuals from the screen.

Being as it’s a British film, it prompted me to return a call that my British friend left a few days ago.  Talked pretty late and then I went to bed and today I feel the sting of a very long Monday and my outfit reflects it.

I’m also not wearing my micro fleece hoodie today as it smells like sports. Must rid of that scent before I put it back on.

 I’m downing a ton of coffee to get myself going and I’m really looking forward to an evening of absolutely doing nothing.

Current Mood: blah

I’m in disbelief that it’s Monday already. I’m not ready. I don’t WANT it to be Monday and I can’t trick myself into thinking it’s merely Sunday and I happen to be working. Therein lies the issue: I do not want to be up this early. I do not want to be at work. My weekend was too short and I still have slothing to do.

Friday night was bittersweet. I took someone’s personal character attacks about me. Say what you will about your interpretation of how I behave- judging etc., but do not assume things about my character or intent. I strongly feel that not all people are created to get along. I know factually that there are MANY types of personalities that I don’t care to be around or involve in my life. If I stress how I feel about a certain interaction and I find it falling short of what I can allow in my life- I am not going to continue with it as I do not believe you are forced to have anyone in your life.

I do have a tendency to point out the flaws in a picture and say, “Fix this with me or throw it away.” There is choice and option. Obviously this does not go over well with a lot of people and it’s misunderstood. I wind up coming across as cold. That’s not my issue. I’m willing to compromise or work on something, but not at the compromise of what ultimately makes me tick. I will not die if something doesn’t work out and it will not consume me until my dying day.

Anyway, that was pretty much my early Friday evening. I listened to the character attacks. I said, “Okay, that’s enough- you’ve vented and it’s understandable. To go further and force me to listen to bashings about who you think I am- no one deserves that so stop. Write a letter to me and discard it if you’ve more negativity to get off your chest.” I left it at that and went on with my evening.

I played some Guitar Hero II, actually a lot of Guitar Hero II and at what I thought was going to be the end of my evening… a friend called who went from Arizona to LA for a party and apparently it ended rather early. I stayed up and talked until almost 3 in the morning. OUCH. Once it goes into the single digits after midnight, I’m accustomed to being in a very deep sleep.

Once morning mocked me awake around 8am (my bedroom window faces East and I had the blinds up). I slowly stirred and began my day… slowly… painfully. It was hell. While my coffee was brewing I decided to check e-mail. No internet connection. I was shut off.

Wonderful. This wouldn’t be a huge issue if I had a cell phone or if my landline wasn’t Vonage (requiring internet access)! Well in my home, although I rarely talk on my phone (with the exception of my sis once in a blue moon, a friend from work when she doesn’t go to sleep at an ungodly early hour! or a friend bored in L.A.) a phone is needed due to my sons medical condition.

ACK! It’s still pretty early in the morning- a Saturday morning that is. The weekend hours have completely different meaning than work weekdays. 6am on a weekday morning is an acceptable time to wake up albeit painful still… but I get up at 5:40am every morning. 8 am, although a little early is a reasonable time to call someone… and 9 am is unfathomable as to why anyone would NOT be awake.

By the time I drank my coffee and got my head cleared, it was 9 am. On a Saturday morning 9 am is a forbidden time to go knock on one’s door. I chose to wait until ten am and then proceed with mission: Find a Phone. It was a horribly bright, energetic day. The Harley Shop on the corner was already begining a concert, yard sales were thriving with customers, traffic was in full force and to think anyone was still asleep wasn’t a realistic thought. I live in freaking Salem Oregon- not the largest town on the map, but it was buzzing this day.

I first went over to a friends place who lived a block away South. The car was there… no “extra” cars if you know what I mean… I knocked… knocked… knocked… I looked down to the car where Jonathon was and heard him say, “Let’s go back and just try the neighbors!”After five minutes I give up and leave and then head a block North from where I live to Ash’s. A couple is the next drive way screaming as they’re working on the truck “My freaking legs are too freaking short to hit the brake that fast!” Anyway, the same fate as the first place was met at Ash’s… no answer.

I go ahead and drive to the stores/gas stations that lined the main road. No phone… no phone… phones!!!!- but they are smashed… no phone.  All of a sudden I pay attention to people driving by me in cars… they were ALL talking on cell phones. UGH!!!!!!!!!!! I go back home and try the neighbors… no answer… no answer… no answer. All the cars are there and no one is answering their door. It’s now after 11! What the hell?

Jonathon decides that everyone disappeared like in a horror movie. We make our rounds again as I thought, “Well maybe people will be up now because the knocking stirred them out of sleep and now they’re up for the day.” Nope, that wasn’t the case. Jonathon thinks pretty hard and as I am sure he’s going to come up with a solution or idea to help out, “They didn’t disappear… they just don’t like you!” I glared with one eye and discovered the apartment office was open. YAY!

The office is very little and I had to speak to my Comcast rep with all ears on every word I was saying- watching the snickering from the corner of my eye as my frustrations with giving my information over the phone again and again… after making it through all the stupid prompts was amusing.

Operation Phone was successful. Although my service was only down a few hours, it was still sinking to discover that I did not miss any e-mails or phone calls (“What if EVERYONE decided to write or call?!”) <-that was not the case.

I was still slightly on a mission high, so I decided to create a new one. Operation: Find Movies. Jonathon wanted to see TMNT again and I wanted to see Disturbia. I logged onto Redbox and went through all locations trying to find one box that had those titles available. It was like playing again due to the quick drop off/pick ups by people and having the site update the transactions. Once I found it at a location, I’d go to reserve it… damn… too late. I’d click on another… not there… not there… YES! I found TMNT at spot 10 miles away… AND they seem to have Disturbia, however each time I go to reserve it, an error comes up. It doesn’t matter though, I’ll get it when I get there. 

The boy and I head downtown and find the Redbox. TMNT is dispensed, but no Disturbia I wound up with The Hills have Eyes 2. Yeah, the latter wasn’t something I really cared to see, but it was a movie and I had a promotional code for a free rental. Might as well get it as I had accidentally seen the remake two weeks prior.

Mission: Find Film was still in effect. I didn’t want to go to Hollywood video as the chances of them having anything in stock is just not going to happen. It’s a pain to go there, the prices for rentals are too high and they’re not trying to get with the rest of rental stores.  Hollywood Video: Not an option any more.

We did watch TMNT Saturday and I didn’t get around the THHE2. I figured it was a free, if I watch it on Sunday night then having to pay an extra buck won’t be any big deal.

The mission was placed on hold as the remainder of Saturday was lightheated and relaxing followed by me deciding to go out for breakfast for the first time in two years. Although I had already fed Jonathon prior to my craving of bacon, hashbrowns, and eggs, he really didn’t mind having an extra meal.

The excitement of finally noticing Disturbia was returned to a Redbox insanely close by… there isn’t much to tell. I clicked online after returning from breakfast and going back and forth as to whether or not I wanted a wading pool (I didn’t get one) anyway- it was there and I reserved it.

Disturbia was pretty good. Synopsis: Kale (Shia LaBeouf) was driving back home with his father after a fishing trip, and then all of sudden he is involved in an accident when he crashes into a parked car which results in losing his father. After his father’s death, Kale becomes withdrawn and suffers from depression. His rage in the classroom causes him to be sentenced to 3-months of home arrest. An ankle bracelet is put on Kale’s leg to keep track of him. He must stay within 100-feet of the house, or a signal is sent to the police that he has left and they arrive in minutes to arrest him. He would then be sent to a real prison to serve his time. Kale is bored with playing video games and watching cable, so he turns his attention to his neighbors. With some surveillance equipment from a friend, Kale begins to spy on all of his neighbor’s movements and discovers what everyone is really doing in suburbia. Lucky for him, a beautiful girl named Ashley (Sarah Roemer) has just moved in next door. Since he is not allowed to leave the house and talk to Ashley, he must desire her from afar. With his cabin fever, Kale’s imagination might get him into trouble when he begins to believe that his creepy neighbor Turner (David Morse) is a serial killer from Texas. Douglas Young (the-movie-guy)

So think a modern age Rear Window- and then get that out of your head. Shia LeBeouf gave a watchable performance as a teen dealing with death, his relationship with his frustrated mother, torments from the neighbor kids, and convincing his friend and his new obsession he’s not insane. 

I was startled a few times and screamed outloud dispite viewing this at four in the afternoon… the fright carried with me as I sat outside for a minutes w/my feet in a large metal bucket (I really want a wading pool) and I looked down to find a bee staring up at me that landed on my tummy. I SCREAMED- and then had to shout out, “Just a bee folks… it’s alright.”

Once evening was in full swing, I decided to once more tackle my “Where do I put my computer” issue that I will write an article for AG about… once I figure it out, and then I popped in The Hills Have Eyes 2.

I’m just going to say, “It’s never going to end.” This was your typical run of the mill horror flick with the bad acting and the bad dialogue and the bad… everything. The Hills may have eyes, but it lacks intelligence, delivery, a decent cast and a watchable story.

Operation Find Film is completed as well as Operation Phone. My next mission: Operation Wading Pool.