Good morning peeps. I just woke up from an odd scene in my dreams and decided I wanted to write. The odd scene? Oh... well it started out sunny and serene. I was in front of our house, just near the gravel outlet. Leia was standing next to me in one of those perfect couple poses [like: [link]
] and some tall, dirty blonde, blue-eyed, white guy that looks like he could be the next Valtrex-man was off to the side talking to us while playing with his blondie baby daughter. The sun was low in the sky and the whole scene really did look like some kind of commercial for a bit. I don't even remember what we were all talking about, but then stops and asks,
"Where's my daughter?" Leia and I were caught off-guard considering A)You should be watching your own kid. B)You were just playing with her... So I turned slowly scanning the limited landscape. Around the treeline that separates the property from our neighbors, I see her in the goat pin with one of the goats chewing on her pigtail.
I jolted awake suddenly with an "AH!" concerned for the little girl. That was it...
...faptastic hours later...
Warrior - Boxing movie very reminiscent of the Rocky styled build up. A broken family with the opportunity to achieve dreams find themselves at conflicting vectors. It was a slow movie, but it wasn't boring. I enjoyed the MMA Fights and some of the background character tie-ins. The story was pretty good, the actors were amazing, I hate the blonde bitch, and the resolution was strong. I personally liked the the father in the story and just all around how well the role was done by Nick Nolte. Tom Hardy's character reminded me of a very close personal friend of mine. He, his older brothers and sister, also went through a really difficult broken family situation. I saw how tense things could get between brothers. Don't lie hunams... you can feel an ambient energy disruption when two people seem on the brink of clashing. Is it just me... or do all the televisions, radios, electronics, etc. dim audibly ever so slightly when all focus is centered by a group? Can you feel the build up of some unidentified cosmic force? I wouldn't say the choreography in this movie is badass, but it is at least believable with a bit of tasteful flare. If you have a Rocky movie-boxed-set on one of your shelves right now, I recommend you watch this movie and let me know what you think. How dare they?! That blonde bitch didn't even come close to what Adrian was. The idea that they even hinted such is nigh blasphemy! ...with her skinny ass...
7/10 ...if you're tired of overdone Hollywood movies, I give this one an 8/10.
Is it just me, or does it seem like modern movie production companies, in a constant battle of one-upsmanship, have become just as the David Copperfield of our time? It's so flashy, so elaborate, so unrealistic and unbelievable that you know it's an illusion. The monotony of an art without the true magic of it gets boring, and leads rise to the common street magician yet again. It is those whom master the art of suspending disbelief that are remembered as The Greats. So too has it become with the media industry in general. In an over elaborate and ridiculously unbelievable scheme... a scam... that We the People just won't buy it anymore. You've lost it college graduate movie assistant types. You've lost the magic directors and producers. Name every modern movie you think impacted society like E.T.. What patriotic movies can weigh in with Rocky? So... this gives way for a more simple cultural evolution: YouTubers. Now-a-days, if you make it big on YouTube, you've got options. Hashing up fan-fakies for badass movie concepts might land you sponsors or a straight up deal. With the transfer of funding via interwebs, big movie production companies aren't really needed anymore. We the People can just decide and fund the movie WE want to see. The profits are made up front, which sets the independent producers with an oft times generous production budget, as well as encouraging more passionate efforts in those involved since they already win; it's just a matter of fulfilling their vision for movies at that point. But with classic movie production companies, they set limited budgets that discourage directors/producers, tweak the movies based on stats formulated to bring in higher revenues rather than raising the quality of the movie, AND since it's gotten so shitty, there's no longer the likelihood, let alone the promise of, profitable return. It's a form of social technology that can be improved.
Drop the shitty illusions and the censorship... give us a real Predators movie. Go to one of the Yautja conventions and higher the top 100 best dressed people; most of them don't need to be able to act. Have them set to invade another intelligent warring race and just gang-war/massacre some guts and technology and extra wicked shiny blades kickass lasers ... ... hell get a 1337 Halo team to play a super difficult invasion and just replace the characters and tech. They'll write the choreography for you... and there doesn't need to be an elaborate storyline with crazy people in it. At the end just have one badass predator standing on top of some ultra wreckage victorious... or fucking blow him/her/it up... fans don't mind. Just take out a city with you or something. ... okay... think cyber samurais or something. You can have fancied up melee fights that make the Episode III stuff look like a couple of pretty boys waving dicks. Imagine a Predator with a double glaive vs a dual wielding SC Templar. Fuck... make it a movie with no talking. If you can tell an epic-assed alien war story with only body language and gestures... you'll get your mad props AND your mad cash.
I don't know if you can tell, but I was hanging out at Chuck's shack smoking and playing Liberty City Stories.
I may be getting back into Flyff... I'm not sure. I guess I just gotta restrain myself from spending a bunch of money on it.
Leia2012 Lykan 2-3; tell me you're a deviant artist and I'll hook you up if I can.