Archive | February 2010

Movie: 2012 (observations, not review really)

2012 – An epic adventure about a global cataclysm that brings an end to the world and tells of the heroic struggle of the survivors.
First, I’m just going to show you what I write as to reactions while watching the movie, and you will see how I turn this into a Serenity post. It might amuse you. Enjoy.
Not much of a story here. It’s not strong – falls apart. World is falling apart. Wait, no it’s not yet. The Earth’s core is mellllting due to solar flaring. (Yes, the Wicked Witch of the West’s voice is in my head. Did I ever tell you my great-grandmother looked just like that actress? Yes, she did. Okay, soooo off topic…). And BTW, they’re pulling out every geological end-of-the-world event possible. Lovely. Wait, I didn’t see tornadoes. Never mind. That was another movie.
What’s up with the secretive shit and the one billion Euros apiece thing? Oh, that’s right, only RICH people will be saved. Go fucking figure. Screw the rest of the world population.
Oh shit, Woody Harrelson – LMFAO!
Wait, all hell is breaking loose.
“Whoa!” – (my Keanu Reeves impression)
Graphics are pretty damn cool, actually. Nice job!
But plate shifting causes that much damage, really? Hmm…don’t recall that in geology class. Oh wait, this is like The Day After Tomorrow, where everything happens super impossibly fast because, you know, it’s Hollywood. Suspension of disbelief fail.
However, SFX are pretty to look at. =)
This movie is proof that I’ll watch anything with John Cusack in it. Oh look at that, he’s a WRITER. And he’s written a book about something very relevant to the story. How convenient, except that it’s not really explained to us yet. It’s also quite convenient how the main cast of characters either meet right before disaster strikes, or already know each other. Hmm…
“…and they escape Los Angeles as it collapses into the Pacific Ocean.” – NOT POSSIBLE, even IF the plate was to shift. Did I say suspension of disbelief FAIL? Yes, yes I did. In fact, let’s upgrade that to über fail.
Wait, the geologist was mistaken. Oh, no he wasn’t, but it’s happening faster now. Son of a bitch. We’re all still going to die!
(rolls eyes) I know movies are filmed out of order, but c’mon, could we make this a bit more believable, please? It’s like some of the scenes were placed in the wrong order too.
(I’m just gonna skip a whole lot here, save you from me covering my face and gasping, and move forward to the end)
Nice, they got on the Ark, even though they didn’t buy passes for one billion Euros apiece. They snuck on with the aid of a Chinese worker and his monk brother. Of course they got on one of the arks. It’s written in the script and John Cusack can’t freakin’ die, people! Oh, but the boyfriend dies. Yeah, didn’t see that one coming. (rolls eyes)
Oliver Platt is a real prick in this movie.
(viewing image of Earth after the aftermath of it all) – Seriously, is this a “we’ve moved back to Pangaea” thing? REALLY? Wow. (stunned this was even considered)
After the movie – “Hey, that dude was the assassin in Serenity,” aka “The Operative.”
So, there you have it. 2012 to Serenity in less than two minutes. =) I enjoyed the visual aspects of the movie, but the story wasn’t the best and I’m not certain it could’ve been better, so we’ll just leave it at that.
I’ll give this movie 2 Jinxes, meaning it’s good, not great, and I’m saying this based on purely visual effects, not story.

Human Nature

It’s been a while since I’ve studied anthropology, but if I remember correctly, human beings tend to flock to one another for companionship and whatnot, with exception to the occasional hermit writer. It’s the reason we have societies. The reason for this post? I noticed something today.
The human species has become rather solitary these days as a result of technology. We do everything we can to distance ourselves from contact with one another, with exception to the virtual world (*ahem* Twitter, among others). We sit safely behind our screens and type, type, type away our thoughts, desires, hatred, and whatever else floats our boat. Personally, I don’t do hatred very well, unless you’re related to me, so most of you are safe. Kidding. I don’t hate. Hatred takes a lot of wasted energy. I have more important things in life to deal with aside from hating you or having you hate me. Besides, I have Lupus, which means I go furry once a month. Do you really want to fuck with me? I didn’t think so (retracts claws).
Moving forward …
I made a bank run today. No, I wasn’t robbing the bank as my partner in crime Sharon Gerlach and I have joked about on Twitter. I made a deposit rather than a withdrawal. What I noticed when I came around the corner was four cars lined up to use the ATM. Normally, this wouldn’t seem odd, except that NO ONE was in line to use an actual teller. All three teller lanes were open. Now, I ask you good people of the blogosphere, to imagine just how hurt those tellers must feel when you choose to use the ATM instead. Imagine that soon, their jobs could be gone because no one wants to talk to them. How rude!
Of course I drove up to the teller line. I was in a hurry, sort of. I’ll admit that I prefer to use the ATM over the teller for two main reasons: I hate filling out those little slips and the ATM is usually faster. Guess what? You don’t need those little slips anymore! I just put my money, my bankcard, and my ID (just in case) in the canister and sent that cylindrical baby on up the vacuum pipe. The teller said hello and took care of my transaction quickly, and then I was off across the rez in search of smokes. Holy crap, do I have to drive far now!
*sigh* Life in the ‘Copa.
In opposition to this, I’ve noticed (because I am completely guilty of it myself) that we tend to get upset when we have to listen to an automatic operator on the phone. Don’t those things drive you nuts? Especially when they don’t direct you where you need to go. Hint: pressing “0” will usually connect you with an operator/representative. But yes, when you actually WANT to talk to a human, you can never reach one. Me, I prefer doing everything online, and I get upset when I CAN’T do some things online. But that’s just me.

Have a great weekend, everyone, and say hi to your local bank teller. They have feelings too, you know. =)

Blog Awards Abound

I woke up this morning (afternoon, really) to an email from my blog with a lovely little message that started out  as, “You’re going to hate me for this …” and that my friends, never sounds good, regardless of what follows it. I thought, “Oh dear God, what now?” and continued reading. Alas, I have been tagged for two blog awards by Adrien-Luc Sanders, whom I promptly hunted down on Twitter (@smoulderingsea). But hey, it gives me something to do and keeps my mind distracted from things I don’t want to think about.

The Sunshine Award, really? You do realize I’m nocturnal, right? Look to the left in the bio, it says NOCTURNAL. No sunshine here, folks. It hurts my eyes too much. I say this after just closing the blinds because Umi doesn’t realize (or remember after this many years) that I’m photosensitive. So when I say I hide in a cave, it’s fairly accurate, although my cave as of late is much brighter and probably why I’m not sleeping well these days. Must. Find. Job. In. Order. To. Move. The only phone calls I’m getting are from creditors and people who want to hire me for a sales position. Lovely. I don’t do sales, folks. Leave me alone.
Yeah. So, the rules for this bright shiny award are as follows:
*Put the logo on your blog in your post.
*Pass the award onto 12 bloggers.
*Link the nominees within your post.
*Let the nominees know they have received this award by commenting on their blogs.
*Share the love and link to the person from whom you received this award.

Now to go find 12 of you unsuspecting twits. That’s right, I’m attacking on Twitter! HA! Why, you ask? Because Adri took TWO of my best friends and I’m not going to Double Tap them because I’m cool like that. I know some of you won’t respond, and that’s fine. I needed the distraction today, although HC might kick my ass later.
Wow, I didn’t think I’d be able to come up with 12 of you. Shocker!
Next, the Creative Writer award. Who makes up these things anyway? Whatever. The rules for this one are as follows:
1. I am to thank the person who tagged me. (Thank you Adri, you little shit.)
2. Copy and paste the award on my blog. (There it is to the side)
3. Link to the person who nominated me (Already done at the beginning)
4. Tell up to 6 lies about myself and one truth. (This’ll be fun)
5. Tag at least 7 people for this award. (Some of you are getting hit twice)
6. Post links to their blogs.
7. Comment on each of their blogs to inform them of the nomination. (As soon as I’m done writing this post)
Now, here are my lies and one truth:
1. I’m an atheist who practices witchcraft. Makes sense, right? No, that does not make me a Satanist.

2. My picture was in the town paper about the first day of first grade the day after school started. A little girl crying and being comforted by her mother. Yep, that’s me!

3. I’m really a cowgirl and love country music and two-stepping it.

4. Just like my character, Nemy, I have worked as a bartender in a strip club. Unlike Nemy, I’m not in a man-hating phase.

5. I’ve been the proud owner of a 15ft. Burmese Python.

6. Snakes don’t bother me at all. Neither do other various sorts of desert dwelling creatures, which is why I don’t mind living in Hell.

7. My real name is Nicole. I just made up the Nichelle because I grew up watching Star Trek.
Now to pass this award on to seven of you lucky bloggers. Here, some of you are getting Double Tapped:
And off I freakin’ go to leave all of these damn comments.

Synopsis Workshop!

Are you as bad at writing synopses as I am? Well then, I have the solution you’ve been waiting for! CJ Redwine is starting her How to Write a Killer Synopsis Workshop this month, along with beginning her next query workshop, which is just awesome.

I’ll be signing up for the synopsis workshop. You should join me, and make sure you give my name in the comments section upon registering. That way, I get a free critique. And you can get one too when you refer someone. I’ve had a critique from CJ before and they rock. She really knows her stuff, people!

So what are you waiting for? Get’ movin’ on that!