la melanzana angelo
51% Ally of Justice, 49% Night-Creeping Rascal
|Dec. 23rd, 2011 @ 07:46 am (no subject)|
Not sure how many people still out there who read this, but I won a hip hop contest and just released an EP of my remastered tracks. =D
|Aug. 6th, 2011 @ 12:11 pm (no subject)|
It's closing in on a year since I posted here, which can be traced to now living with someone who will voluntarily listen to my nonsense (thus rendering an internet blog unnecessary).
Things are going well for me musically. Streaming tracks can be listened to here: http://www.facebook.com/emcee117
Subjects range from nerdy things to extremely nerdy things. Feel free to click "like" to boost my ephemeral internet celebrity status.
|Oct. 28th, 2010 @ 09:42 am (no subject)|
|Well, October's pretty much done, which means I'm married now to the girl I aformentioned in my previous post (in July).|
Being married is totally sweet. So's she. =)
|Jul. 8th, 2010 @ 10:54 pm (no subject)|
|After something like eight years, I have let my paid LJ account expire. Partly because I need the twenty-five bucks, and partly because the last time I posted here was Apr. 23rd. You have to go back even further to dig up anything of actual meaning.|
I still love everybody. Also, if you didn't know it I'm getting married. =)
To a girl.
|Apr. 23rd, 2010 @ 05:16 pm (no subject)|
|At the post office today were two gentlemen, casually dressed and smiling, holding posters of a caricatured President Obama. Mr. Obama was stylized in the image with a Hitler-esque mustache and beneath him was a slogan suggesting that he (and his mustache) be sent to the moon. These men were inviting post office patrons to conversations about politics.|
I don't know much about Lyndon LaRouche, but I do know something about crazy people. It's seems a little strange to me to behave in the manner of these men. They were openly advertising the fact that they are not worth engaging with. If Hitler-Obama was intended satirically, it was in such appallingly poor taste that it fundamentally disqualifies them from reasoned debate. If Hitler-Obama was meant to be a serious allegorical comparison, that is actually worse. The Dead Kennedys recorded a song called "Kill the Poor", but at least they never stood in front of my local government office and played it at me as I went to buy stamps. And then asked me for a moment of my time to discuss this proposal. I wanted to hold a sign next to them reading, "I am ideologically unreasonable."
The sense behind this actions emerges only as one considers them in a biological context. They are like flowers, designed by years of co-evolutionary reinforcement to attract a specific kind of insect. In this case, their signals are sent out to people with sympathy for radical political sentiment, no capacity for empathy, and a deep ignorance of the shared struggle of humanity. That is to say, people like them. They are so unapologetically offensive to the rational being because they have no real interest in convincing you or me of anything. We are a different species to them; they are searching for their own kind.
|Apr. 4th, 2010 @ 09:50 am Greatest Hits: Jux reviews "How to Train Your Dragon"|
You've arrived hours beforehand. You've triple-checked your tickets. You've stood in line to get a spot right in front of the stage. You've waited in a close-pressed crowd of strangers, waited through sound-check and roadies poking at the microphones and tech people mumbling on walkie-talkies to other tech people. And finally, finally the band walks out onto the stage, and the lights blaze to life, and the speakers wail and it rocks your brains out. This final step, the step that makes it all worthwhile, is accomplished by a simple formula: play the songs we know.
How To Train Your Dragon doesn't try anything original. There were no surprises in this film, no twists, no "new material". The voice acting was exactly-on, (nicest surprise: Gerard Butler! King Leonidas makes a great viking. Who knew?) the animation was charming (viewers will notice an obvious parentage from the directors, who also headed Lilo & Stitch), the funny parts were funny and the tense parts were tense. As an added bonus, the 3-D glasses made everyone in the audience look just like Buddy Holly. The insightfulness of the film actually comes from it's dedication to excellence within formula, and a callous disregard for source material.
I have never read How to Train Your Dragon, but I'm not sure the makers of this film did either. The two plots diverge from the first scene, and by the end of the film could probably not even see each other with a good telescope. The choice, one that I'm sure has enraged dedicated fans, could not have made me happier. Books and films are different mediums, and the things that make one successful may hinder the other. A Series of Unfortunate Events is an excellent example - the formula works perfectly well as a series of short novels for youth. As a movie, the director's dedication to the pattern was wholly unsatisfying. This stems twofold: from the relative ease of writing a series of books, as opposed to producing a series of movies, and the limited interest audiences have in sitting and being presented a story as opposed to turning pages and becoming engaged with it. How To Train Your Dragon is a film dedicated to success as a film, and achieves it.
It doesn't have the heart of WALL·E; it lacks the fearlessness of Advent Children; it isn't even packed full of voice talent we know. It doesn't matter at all. How to Train Your Dragon is nothing less than a highly enjoyable 'greatest hits' concert. When the fog machines are finally turned off, and the last encore is over, and you leave the stadium with your ears still ringing, you will feel full. Turn to your friends and knowingly nod; your money was well-spent.
|Mar. 17th, 2010 @ 03:31 pm Ten Cars That Are Pretty Sweet, But Can Still Get Your Family To Church|
|Listed In The Order That I Thought Of Them.|
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|Mar. 11th, 2010 @ 01:17 pm #!/usr/bin/perl|
|print "Hello World.\n";|
|Feb. 27th, 2010 @ 12:24 am (no subject)|
|Yes, I haven't posted since New Year's Day. But, in my defense,|
That's all I got.
Future Movies of Moviing
The Secret of NIMH (1982)
The Jungle Book (1967)
The Maltese Falcon (1941)