a short review

I’m not gonna devote a lot of space to this, but I saw ‘Revenge of the Sith’ last night…. 1977, I went to see star wars over and over and over.

I’m not gonna devote a lot of space to this, but I saw ‘Revenge of the Sith’ last night.

Background — I’m not what you’d call a huge star wars fan. But I was when the original came out. 1977, I went to see star wars over and over and over. Best movie I’d ever seen, at the time.

But honestly, in a lot of ways I wish they’d just made the one. While the second was well done, and built the mythos, the third was weak, and as a whole, they are just not as cool as that simple first film.

So when Lucas announced he was making a new trilogy, I was vaguely excited, but fearful.

The first new film — Jar Jar. Need I say more? Technical without really looking that good, and aside from some great casting, not a good film.

I skipped ‘clones’ completely. The name was stupid, the previews were bad. I just wasn’t interested. I’ll go rent it eventually.

So when the previews for ‘sith’ looked good, I was surprised that I wanted to see it. I started to remember how much I loved the original.

I felt a sense of great nostalgia last night when I walked in, seeing kids in the front row. I remembered how I had to — had to be in the front row, or I would leave and wait for the next showing. I’ll never forget that first moment when the first ships enter the frame, like something direct from my teenage daydreams and fantasies. I’ll never forget how I felt watching the storm troopers and Vader enter the scene.

So I’m ready to cut ‘sith’ a lot of slack.

Executive Summary — I enjoyed the hell out of it, and if you don’t think hard, it’s not a bad film.

Good things — no Jar Jar, at least no speaking Jar Jar. No Ewoks. Natalie Portman is still a hottie. Hayden Christiansen isn’t a horrible actor. Ewen MacGregor odes a pretty damned good Alec Guiness. The lizard Obi-Wan rides (which I’m thinking of as a ‘Tharlarion’, and if you get the reference you’re a geek) rocks.The fights are great. General Grevious is too fucking cool. The film, for something completely digital, looks pretty lifelike.

Bad things — the script. Come on Lucas, you’re not a dialog writer. A little Yoda goes a long way, and this film has a lot of Yoda. Natalie Portman can’t act. The spaceship battles really don’t look that good for all the technology. Evidently, start travel is now instantaneous, time/distance is not a factor. The whole plot is made of spit and bailing wire.

Basically, it’s candy. You have to strap in and hang on and not look too close, but it’s an enjoyable film, and it exceeded my expectations.

But you know, I want to go back and watch the original now.

Damn You, Slava!

A reader names Slava, one of many who seem to wind up here because of a search on skull rings, pointed me to a site called Bill Wall Leather.

A reader named Slava, one of many who seem to wind up here because of a search on skull rings, pointed me to a site called Bill Wall Leather.

I curse Slava for doing this, because…

Well.

Want. Want. Really want. And more want.

Slava pointed me there to look at Bill’s skull rings, but I don’t really like the skulls much. They suffer from the classic ‘make the skull scary’ problem which is exactly what I don’t like in skull rings. They’re nicely done, but don’t particularly suit my aesthetic. But go, take a look at his site. Most excellent stuff.

We all have our little crushes

I’ve got a crush.This is the sort of thing I do when I’m hung over and way short on sleep on a sunday afternoon….  This is where I hope for a baseball game, or if it’s teh right season, a hockey game.

I admit it. I’ve got a crush.

This is the sort of thing I do when I’m hung over and way short on sleep on a sunday afternoon. I turn on random things on teevee. This is where I hope for a baseball game, or if it’s the right season, a hockey game. But if I get skunked on all that, and I really just can’t get up off the fucking couch, I’ll wander aimlessly around the dial (aside – who actually remembers when teevees had dials and we had to get up to change channels?).

Usually this leaves me with a cooking show, or a documentary. Sometimes even a re-run of American Gladiators, but we’ll talk about that crush later.

Sunday, though, I stopped on a little thing called Xtreme4x4.

Now, I drive a jeep. But there’s really nothing ‘Xtreme‘ about it. I don’t do a lot of actual off-roading (I try, you know, but who has time). I don’t have it heavily customized. Who can afford it, and when most of it’s miles are road miles, what’s the point? But saturday I was out shopping for some nice new tires, and my head was all full of four wheelin’, so when I landed on Xtreme4x4 on Spike TV, my thumb rested on the remote control.

Now, I think this would have held my interest for five, ten minutes. Maybe a whole episode, but maybe not.

Only…

Jessi Combs..

Jessi Combs.

Now, these pictures all suck. The stupid bastards who did the web site think we want pictures of trucks. We don’t care about trucks. We care about Jessi. She’s way, way cuter than that when she’s moving.

She welds. She uses power tools. She customizes trucks. She has tattoos.

I Want Her.

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Owner of a Lovely Butt

No, I mean I really, really love mashups. If you share any bit of this passion, get thee directly to mashuptown.com.

I love mashups.

No, I mean I really, really love mashups.

If you share any bit of this passion, get thee directly to mashuptown.com. Run, don’t walk. And get yourself a double handful of Owner of a Lovely Butt, a mashup of Mix-A-Lot’s Baby got Back and Yes’ Owner of a Lonely Heart. And yes, that’s as fuckin’ sick as it sounds, in a very good way.

I’m currently downloading everything they have linked on the site, which I’ll be listening to for the next several days. I’ve added them to my blogroll, I’ve added them to my RSS feeds.

I love this site…

Book Tag!

Not at all a bad fantasy novel, though for some reason it’s taken me montsh to finish it.4) What are the 5 books that have meant a lot to me?I can’t do just five. Mystic Pig – Richard KatrovasLord of the Rings – JRRTLast Call – Tim PowersWizard of Earthsea – LeGuinTarzan of the Apes – ERBGate of Ivrel – CJ CherryhChump Change – Dan FanteBooked to Die – John DunningSarantium — Guy Gavriel Kay (Actually everything by Kay)(and a dozen more)Extra credit question, ‘What book would you wish to buy next’: Shadowmarch — Tad Williams , or the new JRR Martin, if he ever finishes the fucking thing…TAG!

A game. I don’t know where it started. I got it from WhirlBrain.

1) What is the total number of books I’ve owned?

I’ll be fucked if I know. I own hundreds now. I’m out of room. I give some away every month when I run out of room. More than a hundred, less than a million.

2) What is the last book I bought?

‘My Life and Hard Times’, James Thurber. I’ve owned several copies, this one’s for a friend.

For myself — hmmm — Let’s count my pre-order of the new Harry Potter, or the last John Dunning.

3) What is the last book I’ve read?

Jereg, by Steven Brust. Not at all a bad fantasy novel, though for some reason it’s taken me months to finish it.

4) What are the 5 books that have meant a lot to me?

I can’t do just five.

Mystic Pig – Richard Katrovas

Lord of the Rings – JRRT

Last Call – Tim Powers

Wizard of Earthsea – LeGuin

Tarzan of the Apes – ERB

Gate of Ivrel – CJ Cherryh

Chump Change – Dan Fante

Booked to Die – John Dunning

Sarantium — Guy Gavriel Kay (Actually everything by Kay)

(and a dozen more)

Extra credit question, ‘What book would you wish to buy next’: Shadowmarch — Tad Williams , or the new JRR Martin, if he ever finishes the fucking thing…

TAG! You’re it!

Brother Ray
My beloved Doxy
Gregggggg with too many gees.
Buck Daruma, who isn’t named Buck
and how about Trance just to see if she’s paying attention.

Moko Me

Brett and the lovely Hiromi (and one truly can’t mention Hiromi without an implied Grrrrrrrowl) directed a littel love my way by mentioning me here.

Brett and the delicious Hiromi (and one truly can’t mention Hiromi without an implied Grrrrrrrowl) sent a little love my way by mentioning me here.

More importantly though, they sent me on to a really interesting article about moko-wearer Harawira Craig Pearless:

 Magazine 2002 Nov Images Harawira Moko1

In short, Ta Moko is the New Zealand Maori tradition of facial tattooing; others have done a better job detailing it’s history and traditions, so for background, look at www.tamoko.org.nz, and a quick google will tell you more.

Ta Moko has fascinated me for years. The designs themselves are spectacular; the Maori themselves (And that’s ‘Mau-ree’, not “May-ori”, people) have pretty much the most sophisticated design sense of any ploynesian people. Not just the tattoos, but the art, the carving, the clothing. In a great tradition of polynesian art, they stand at the peak. I have several Maori-inspired tattoos and will almost certainly wind up with more.

But also, there’s the facial tattoo issue. As a heavily tattooed person, a person who intends to be mostly covered some day, I still have certain lines. The hands, at one point, now crossed. The neck. The scalp. And then, the highest level of tattoo statement, the face.

Read more “Moko Me”

…what was I talking about?

I’ve hit one of those damned creativity lulls where I it down to write several times during the day and stare at the blank, mocking screen. I’m not sure why — possibly it’s that I actually have the germ of an idea for a story, which I’m a paragraph into but haven’t had TIME to work on. But maybe that’s where all the energy is going.

I’ve hit one of those damned creativity lulls where I sit down to blog several times during the day and stare at the blank, mocking screen.

I’m not sure why — possibly it’s that I actually have the germ of an idea for a story, which I’m a paragraph into but haven’t had TIME to work on. But maybe that’s where all the energy is going. We’ll see. But in any case I have a feeling I might not be updating here quite as much for the next week or so.

That’s either a good thing or a bad thing. you tell me.