I’m Funny, Right?

•December 14, 2009 • Leave a Comment

I just applied to some online doodad contraption thingy called “The Wittery”. It seems to be some sort of online agency type contraption for people to find writers who are – as the name suggests – witty. I figured, “I’m Funny, Right?”, so started working my way through the application.

Turns out that I suck. Some big box asked me to explain why I’d make a good freelance witty writer person, and to include examples of my experience and stuff. “Oh, bollocks,” was my reaction. Quite frankly, I haven’t got all that much to show for anything I’ve done. I don’t have any articles published. I haven’t written all that much actual content for any of my novel projects, and none of them are ‘funny’ – they’re all me trying far too hard to be artistic, poetic, and crap like that. I wound up having to stick a post from this blog up in the “writing sample” box.

I started wondering why I’m in such a sucky position. I mean, sure: finding yourself broke, homeless, and flunked out of university implies that you’re in something of a bad place, but surely, I must have something to show for the last four years of my life. It wasn’t all just University and Rosie. Right?

Well, that’s all going to change. First of all, I’m going to stop being so funny around you guys: specifically you guys who think I’m funny. Turns out that I’m wasting my comedy gold on all of you; I shall be erradicating humour from my personality entirely. For an idea of what that’d be like, imagine a straight version of Jack.

…wait, no. That would breach the laws of physics.

Second of all, I need to stall for time a little, because I said “first of all” expecting there to be a long list of example things that I could rattle off. Turns out that there aren’t. So… uh… talk amongst yourselves.

INTERMISSION.

Balls. Still can’t think of anything. Oh well. Guess that’s me done for the post, then.

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OH! Wait.

Completely irrelevant, but I’m going to see Avatar at 00:20 next Monday. In 3D. At an Imax.

As Jesus once said: “Suck it, bitches.”

Reports of My Death…

•December 1, 2009 • Leave a Comment

Those of you who follow me on Twitter, Facebook, or put two and two together from the little box over yonder >> will probably have sussed out that I am in fact not dead. This time, the excuse that I’m going to break out for not having posted in eons is the fact that I’ve just moved to London. Holy cow!

So, what has been happening to me since September, I hear absolutely none of you asking because you don’t really care? Mostly, I was just drifting around until the start of November. After a week in Norfolk visiting my mum, I was aiming for a quick recon mission to London to get some contact details and what-not for widening the net on my job hunting quest. On a fluke, I heard that the place where one of my sisters works was recruiting. I turned up in London on Monday, phoned the agency on Tuesday, got interviewed on the Wednesday and started training; by the Friday I’d passed training, and started work the following week.

What on earth could have had such a quick turn-around on recruitment? Have I been drafted by some sort of covert military organisation that wants to put my drop-out physics skills to better use? Am I in fact more than just coincidentally identical to an English version of Eli Wallace – am I in fact blogging from an intergalactic spacecraft some several billion lightyears away? Uh, no. I work in a call centre. You know those people who phone up on behalf of charities? Yeah, I’m one of them. (Insert derogatory comment)

I’m still getting settled in with work; today is the start of my fourth week on the job, and I only have pay for weeks 1 and 2 thus far, so I haven’t really been up to much aside from the actual job thing, and the lengthy bouts of sleep that fall in between. On the plus side, my shifts don’t start until 1.30pm on a weekday. On the downside, they don’t finish until 9.00pm, and I live an hour or so away, once you take into account all of the standing around waiting for public transport to arrive; consequentally, the days are long.

Fortunately my sister has V+, so there’s always TV around for me to watch when I’m around at the flat. I’ve had an injection of shows that my sister likes into my regular watching, so on top of Stargate Universe, Sanctuary, FlashForward and House, I’ve started watching NCIS, NCIS:LA, Bones, Lie to Me, and then whatever happens to be on the time: there’s usually either a Stargate, a CSI, or Two-and-a-Half Men on at any given moment, so I usually have some sort of colourful moving pictures in front of my face. Oh, and there’s Smallville, thanks to the wonders of the Internet.

As an aside, I watched “Robin Hood: Beyond Sherwood” recently. It stars Robin Dunne (Sanctuary) as the eponymous hero – hence his archery-themed twitter avatar – and Erica Durance (Smallville), and also features awesome people like Julian Sands, Bill Dow, and a bunch of other people you’ll probably recognise because they’re in loads of the Vancouver-made series.

On the previously mentioned subject of public transport, London has been pulling out the stops recently. Had I written this post two weeks ago, I’d have complimented them for how smooth, punctual, and easy to use they are. Unfortunately, in the last fortnight I’ve been forced to take a detour a number of times due to technical screw-ups, or people throwing themselves in front of the train: just to spice up what would otherwise be a boring and uneventful commute. Usually though, I just manage with the small glimmer of happiness that I derive from the fact that my Bite card gets me a 20% discount at the Cornish Pasty Co at Euston Station, and thus provides my lunch at work.

I’m sure that isn’t everything, but I a) want to save stuff for other blog posts, and b) need the loo, and can’t be bothered to just stop writing and carry on in a few minutes.

So yeah: this is me, Captain Untouchable, signing off.

*bleep!*

My “Fall” TV Schedule

•September 26, 2009 • Leave a Comment

A while ago, I intended to post up something pointing at the TV shows I recommended you got into / caught up with / looked out for this coming season. On Tuesday, I discovered it still lingering in my drafts folder, so I guess I never got around to finishing it.

Anyhow. Here are the shows that I am / will be watching, and some comments. They’re organised by US air date because… uh… no comment.

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Monday

Heroes – I’m still watching this. It may just be a knee-jerk reaction, but from what I’ve seen so far of this season, I have a glimmer of hope. Syler and Matt Parkman seemed a bit off last season, but the way they’ve smashed the two together has the potential to be intreguing, and compelling. And they’ve fixed Peter Petrelli, so the character seems tolerable again. I’m not that captivated by Hiro’s storyline, unfortunately; I think they’ve played the honour-bound hero card a little too much, and I just don’t care about his fate anymore. I miss the naive, slightly clumsy and lame Season 1 and 2 Hiro. As for everyone else… HRG having the Haitian with him briefly made me clap with happiness, but I don’t really care about what happens to anyone else. Just give me the Matt/Syler/Peter show, damn it!

House MD – A lot of people accuse the show of being formulaic. The Season 6 opener went and kicked them in their sorry faces. Granted, it was a double-length stint where the only non-House character from the regular cast to appear was Wilson, for about two minutes over the phone. Instead, they spent their time sewing a compelling, interesting, and rounded story, that they actually brought to a satisfying conclusion. Its drawn a line under a lot of the stuff that has been going on the last few seasons – the Vicodin, the hallucinations, etc. It’ll be interesting to see how the team reacts to the new House and, more than that, how long it takes for Greg to turn grumpy again.

Wednesday

CSI: NY – Once I got past the initial “Ick! CSI!” gag reflex with this show, I actually became attatched to the characters. Okay, so Stella still annoys me, but Gary Sinese more than makes up for that. The Season 5-6 cliffhanger actually had me on the edge of my seat (I fortunately forgot to watch the last couple of episodes, so I was only wating weeks rather than months), and the way they’ve developed Danny’s character really wrenched for me. Maybe I’m just a sucker for “Dantana”, or whatever the hip and trendy internet phrase for their relationship is. I’m hoping they do something with Flack beyond what happened in the finale; they spent ages emphasising the Flack-Angel thing, so I hope he has some ghosts and demons. I also hope he doesn’t cry again though; much as I like the character and actor, that scene was a little painful to watch (not in a good way).

Thursday

Supernatural – If you don’t watch Supernatural, and haven’t done so through choice, rather than by accident or because you’ve never had the opportunity, never heard of it, whatever; frankly, you can fuck off and stop reading my blog, because I don’t like you anymore. We can all than Liz for getting me to watch it in the first place, but frankly it didn’t take even the entire Pilot to get me hooked. Brian and Jack can both attest that I’m not the only one with a succeptability. What strikes me as awesome about it at the moment is that they’ve taken on the apocalypse, and rather than aim high and miss because of budget, they’re being really restrained, and also respectful towards the “source material”. Their portrayal of angels isn’t out of character with certain Biblical accounts – it also reminds me vaguely of how the angels were portrayed in Dogma, without so much of the piss-taking (they’re disheartened, just want to go home, and it drives them to do terrible things, etc) – but it has a new enough spin to make it interesting, engaging, and dramatic.

They reference the Book of Revelation in particular (I actually sat through and read it, Gods help me), but they do so in subtle, casual ways; it demonstrates that they’ve done their homework, but they aren’t ramming the Bible stuff down your throat. It makes for a great story. They’re also doing some awesome nods to the scripture as well. War, for example – one of the four horsemen – is cited in Revelation as being mounted on a red horse; in Supernatural, he drives a cherry-red Ford Mustang (geddit? Mustang is a horse pun!). Everything about it impressed me. I may have to duct tape James to a chair and get him to watch enough to view it, just so I can get a religous perspective on how tasteful it is… but I was impressed.

Give it a shot, anyway. Satisfaction guarenteed, or your money back.

Friday

This is a lengthy list…

Dollhouse – Joss Whedon had his hands tied a little at the beginning of last season, and was forced to make the show a little more episodic. Now that season 1 has been successful and he’s been able to tell the network to go fornicate with themselves, he’s aiming more towards the arc-driven stuff from the latter few episodes. If you didn’t make it more than half-way through season 1, please try again. It may not be your cup of tea; or it may be the network’s fault. I totally fell in love with the show, though, and think you will too if you give it the chance. The cast is incredible – Amy Acker who you might know as Fred from Angel; Tahmoh Penikett, aka Helo from Battlestar; Eliza Dushku from Buffy, Tru Calling and Bring It On; and Harry Lennix, who was Commander Locke in Matrix Reloaded and Revolutions. Great cameos lined up for season 2 as well, if that floats your boat: Apollo and Colonel Tigh from Battlestar; Wash and River from Firefly; and Westley from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. It is bound to be awesome.

Smallville – Yes, I watch Smallville. The Green Arrow is awesome. I have no further comment.

Stargate Universe – This doesn’t start until next Friday (following Tuesday on Sky One), so please please please: I emplore you to watch. You don’t need to have watched the previous Stargates to enjoy it. The series is in a new style, both in terms of filming/production and setting/characters/story. Its less about a team, and more about a crew; and if Joe Mallozzi is to be believed, their ensemble cast could well be on a par with shows like Battlestar Galactica. Its still gonna be Stargate though, if you like that sort of thing. Watch it for Robert Carlysle playing an evil Scotsman. Watch it for Ming-Na being gorgeous, and being a lesbian. Watch it for David Blue effectively being me, but cooler, better looking, and better at computer games. Watch it because Jamil Walker Smith did the voice of the black kid with the really tall hair on Hey, Arnold! Watch it because it premieres on my birthday, and I fucking told you to. Or, hey: just watch it becuase its going to be awesome.

Star Wars: The Clone Wars – Also premiering on my birthday is season 2 of The Clone Wars. If you made it past the movie and watched season 1, kudos. If you didn’t, I suggest giving it a try. I wasn’t impressed with the movie, but the episodes won me over. This season, we’re having lots of bounty hunters from the sound of it, including Mandalorians, and a couple of familiar faces. General Grevious will show up. Anakin Skywalker will somehow not be a whiny, moody, teenage bitch and will instead be a rounded and compelling character. And, well, I keep expecting the voiceover dude to say “Would you like to know more?” (congrats if you got the cult reference!).

Sanctuary – This doesn’t premiere until the 9th – a week on Friday – but should be worth it, especially if you watched season 1. If you didn’t, you have a week: watch two episodes a day, and you’ll be caught up. Its a really cool concept, well executed, with a terrific story, and a fantastic cast. Amanda Tapping is as incredibly talented and gorgeous as ever; Christopher Heyerdahl will pour honey in your ear as he speaks, and melt your innards to jelly; Ryan Robbins is great whatever he does, and while he was awesome in Battlestar and Atlantis, this is definately my favourite roll of his; Sarah will castrate me if I don’t say something about Robin Dunne being sexy/awesome; and from what I’ve seen of the trailer, Emilie Ullerup is going to be way less teenage kid and much more whoopass awesome.

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Other Stuff to Look Out For

The Guild – Because I’m a noob, I only got into this recently. Its been going a couple of years, and is basically a story about a bunch of people who game together on World of Warcraft, and then meet up in real life to tackle various social problems. Felicia Day – who you may have seen in Doctor Horrible’s Sing Along Blog – writes it, and stars as Codex, with a sort of webcam style intro each episode. The rest of the cast is brilliant, and how she came up with the idea… I dunno. But it is abso-flippin’-lutely fantastic. Each episode is about 5 minutes, each season is 10-12 episodes (so, an hour), and Season 3 has recently started, featuring none other than WIL WHEATON. In a kilt, no less.

Warehouse 13 – If you like Sanctuary, you may well like this. If you’ve not seen that, try to imagine what would happen if someone took the X-Files concept, and sprayed it with the campness that made Buffy the Vampire Slayer such a popular cult thing. There’s no “science” in their fiction, but it doesn’t matter. The main characters have the job of hunting down artifacts that do freaky stuff that can’t adequately be explained by science, and they lock it away because its safer there than out in the real world. The cast is great, the banter is chuckle-worthy, and if my recommendation isn’t enough, how about I tell you that Tricia Helfer (“Six”), Joe Flanigan (“John Sheppard”) and Michael Hogan (“Colonel Tigh”) all have cameos over the course of the first season?

Bytes and Bites

•September 22, 2009 • Leave a Comment

I guess the purpose of this blog is open to interpretation. My quest to post to it daily was unfortunately thwarted by the fact that my life was somewhat boring for a spell, and nothing particularly interesting happened; at least, nothing that was suitable to being blogged about. Things are still very much that way at the moment, but there have been two recent developments in my life.

First of all, I am in love with Rock Band. I have neither the requisite console, nor the game itself unfortunately, but have a good friend who not only does, but is also willing to harbour me at his house on occasion, in order to indulge. One such occasion was Saturday, which happened to coincide with a celebration of his birthday, and – coincidentally – International ‘Talk Like a Pirate’ Day, apparently. We arrived somewhere around half-four, and were more or less set up for Rock Band at 5pm. We stopped at half-midnight; the only interruptions came from a brief bacon sandwich interlude, a stint of buying new songs, an an attempt by a somewhat intoxicated Jamie and I to teach a somewhat intoxicated Jack how to play Yu-gi-oh. That works out as somewhere in the region of seven hours, more or less non-stop. We crashed out around two (Jamie has an amazingly comfortable sofa), and woke up for more bacon sandwiches at around half-8 / 9… and yeah. Went on Rock Band for another five hours. The game is, to use my current stock phrases: ‘badass’, ‘awesomesauce’, and ‘made of win’.

The other development is a little more creative. I have recently begun to dabble into the world of webcomics, as a means of passing the time while I waited impatiently for my exam results (which I still don’t have). It started out as mostly reading, but after a random encounter with 8-Bit Theater – which I must’ve last read when the comic was about a year or so old – I was struck by how much Black Mage looks like a Jawa. After trawling through a thousand or so pages and not finding a single reference to that, I decided to rectify the oversight on my own, and threw together a stupid little strip thing. About a week later, they’re now up on a blog, and I’m expecting to be uploading a new page on every “even” date – next one on the 24th, then the 26th, etc. Please check it out, and if you find it funny (or don’t, and just want to throw abuse in my direction), leave me some love/hate in the comments section, just to help keep my paranoia at bay. You can find the blog here, or you can click this handy link to jump straight to the first page.

The other thing I’d like to do in this post is rant; specifically, about those “get whiter teeth” adverts. To start with, they were just annoying. But now they’re everywhere, on near enough every website I look at, and they always have some hideous photograph of the “before” shot, which is usually taken from the mouth of some hygene-retarded homeless guy called Dave, who drinks whiskey from a brown paper bag and spends his days shouting at squirrels. I do not want to see that. I would not want to see that while I was out and about, let alone while I’m at home, trying to go about my business. I don’t care how effective your chemical is. I don’t care that acid errosion is making my teeth translucent. Fuck off, and let me read the damned website!

*cough* Anyway, that’s all for today. READ MY WEBCOMIC!

District 9 & Funny People

•September 9, 2009 • Leave a Comment

District 9 came out in the UK on Friday; I saw it last night. Anyone reading this from elsewhere in the world may have seen the movie already, and thus my recommendation is worth – as Agent K might say in this situation – precisely dick. However, on the off-chance that you haven’t got around to watching this movie yet, I strongly suggest that you do.

Its not an action thriller. It isn’t exactly your standard scifi movie, either. Its really hard to describe it in the context of a comparison, because there are very little things like it. Weirdly, I suppose it reminded me of the Office a little bit – the movie starts in that sort of candid documentary style, and the characters being focussed on are pretty much just your average guys. It goes behind the scenes in District 9 – an alien refugee camp on the outskirts of Johanesberg (which I have probably just spelled wrong). This average guy goes into the compound on behalf of the business that he works for, so that they can serve the residents with an eviction notice: the local populace is getting unruly over having had the aliens living there for the last twenty years, so the aliens are getting moved to District 10 – somewhere nice and far away; out of sight, and out of mind.

Then everything goes wrong. While usually I’m a major spoiler enthusiast, I flat-out refuse to give anything away. The plot is so innovative and compelling that I don’t want to ruin a single second of it. All I can do is urge you to go and see it for yourself, and to be patient with the first 20 minutes or so while they set up the context: its really worth the wait. The story is just beautifully crafted. And the CGI is astounding: how they managed to achieve what they did on such a small budget is mind-boggling. Its got the same degree of quality to it like $200 million movies like Wolverine and Star Trek, but was made on a budget a tenth of that scale. Star Trek is still my movie of the year so far, but I think District 9 may be the surprise second, at this rate.

Oh, and enjoy the accents. Between District 9, and Ba’al from Stargate SG-1, I’m beginning to feel that South African accents may well be a cornerstone in science fiction awesomeness.

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Last week (Wednesday, in fact) I also caught the movie Funny People. In truth, I was hoping to see District 9, but I’m a bit of a ‘tard and wasn’t paying attention to the cinema website properly. Given the selection of movies that were showing when we arrived, and the fact that we weren’t 100% sure that my wingmate for the evening would make it into Inglorious Basterds, we decided to go and see Adam Sandler’s latest offering.

To provide some context, I should point out that I’m not really an Adam Sandler fan. I’ve seen – and enjoyed – a few films with him in (Big Daddy, Little Nicky, and I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry), but I never really caught the “Oh my god, Adam Sandler is hilarious” bug. Upon reflection, what I think worked about those movies in particular – and indeed, what works about Funny People – is that Adam Sandler is fantastic at playing characters who, in themselves are not funny: its the situations they’re put into that make you laugh.

Funny People is certainly no exception. Sandler plays a comedian, who basically recieves the news that he is dying. He decides to do more stand-up comedy during his final days, and hires an aspiring stand-up comic to help write his material. Again, not wanting to give two much away, its sort of a new twist on a friendship story. The aspiring comedian is there for Sandler’s character, doing whatever is needed to support him through his illness, and they almost become friends… but every now and then you’re reminded (usually by Sandler, in a fit of bastardness) that the other guy is just an employee, and that they aren’t really friends. There is a load of extra funniness in there, especially during a party scene that features cameos by all kinds of people – including Eminem, and the line “I thought everybody loved you” directed at Ray Romano (as in, “Everybody Loves Raymond”, you uncultured idgets!) – and an absolutely astounding and mind-blowing performance by Eric Bana as an Australian who, for want of a better term, is a total dick.

It was certainly an enjoyable way to accidentally spend a few hours. From what I knew in advance, I wouldn’t have chosen to watch it; and I probably won’t be buying it on the day it comes out. But, its certainly the kind of movie I’ll pick up in a 3 for 2 deal in HMV at some point, and hold in reserve when I fancy a bit of amusement of an evening.

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Ignore almost everything you have heard about the movie Gamer. Just find and watch the trailer that ran before District 9 last night. From those, you will understand why Jamie and I will be sitting there in the first screening it is humanly possible for us to attend.

Oh, Bollocks

•August 28, 2009 • Leave a Comment

I know there was something interesting yesterday that I thought “Oooh, I shall have to blog about that”. But I can’t for the life of me remember what it was. I’m sure there was an intended rant about my Quantum exam – after having obsessed over the Schrodinger equation, which appeared in no less than five of the seven possible questions last time; and four the time before; it only showed up in two, and in this instance it was buried within other questions so that it was no longer simply as straight forward as just remembering that specific equation. That’s right, folks: after obsessively trying to get this particular equation stuck in my head, I was foiled by not being able to remember an entirely different equation.

Fouzia: for values of t > 0, the increase in my loathing for you increases at an exponential rate. Probably defined as Lo = (Fu . k) / U^2. To the power of bitch.

On the plus side, this means that one way or another, my “second” year at university is officially over. My fate now hangs in the balance of the results of my exams from today and yesterday, and the coursework that will be submitted via post on Tuesday. In the event that I have managed to muster sufficient marks to continue with my course, I will be met by such wonderful modules as Applied Quantum Mechanics, Micro and Nanotechnology, and Quantum Solids and Quantum Fluids come 12th October (if I’m honest, I don’t really want to hear about any of my lecturer’s “Quantum Fluids”, but oh well). If not, then I have no idea. I may just decide to call myself an out-of-work actor, and carry around a few audition scripts all the time; maybe a towel as well. And maybe a copy of a book that could well be an autobiography of Corporal Jones from Dad’s Army, judging by the cover.

If you didn’t get any of the above… you fail at cool. If you did; congratulations – you win an Internet.

Alternatively, I guess I could just move to America, tell everyone that I’m an aspiring novellist, or screenwriter, or something; and then spend the rest of my life working in a ‘call center’. Oooh, or maybe a journalist.

Hmm. Anyone want to pay me to write my blog?

Its a Trap!

•August 27, 2009 • Leave a Comment

I was meant to have this post up yesterday. Well, actually, I was meant to have the post that I wrote on a notepad while waiting for my train yesterday morning posted up yesterday – yes, I really was that bored. That post included such fascinating subects as “Huh; a woman just tried to strike up a conversation with me. Go away woman, and take your strange child with you,” and “When it says 330cl on a can of coke, is that the amount of coke you get, or just the volume of the can? And is that the volume of coke, or does it include the dissolved CO2? What is the ‘flat volume’ of cola you recieve, if it is no longer fizzy?” Such thoughts run through my mind an alarming amount of the time, which probably gives you an alarming insight into my psyche.

But no. Nature, fate, the Force, or whatever it did conspired to actually give me something worth posting today. Well, yesterday. I just fell asleep, so I’m doing it now. I was tired, okay? God – if women ever use that excuse, we’re expected to just accept it no matter how lame it sounds. *eyeroll*

Anyhow. Having spent the journey to Nottingham in the morning cooped up on one of those non-table seats, trying to revise with a notebook on my knees and the laptop on the chair beside me, I made an effort to secure myself a table on the way back. My laptop battery had unfortunately died, but I wanted to do some planning, or doodling, or something. So I bagged a table, and got comfortable. Immediately, my claimed space was invaded by what I can only describe as “Chavettes”. For those of you who aren’t from England, and don’t understand the parallel… I suppose the equivalent would be either Trailer Trash, or slutty Soeriety girls. Basically, three clones of Megan Fox from Transformers.

I was asked if they could sit at my table; being the generous guy that I am, I said yes. Figured they’d talk amongst themselves, and leave me to stare awkwardly out of the window. However, they made a concerted effort to engage me – and the rather cute-looking girl sitting across the train that, if I hadn’t overheard talking to her boyfriend on the phone moments before, I would probably have tried (and likely failed) to chat up – in conversation. I did the whole awkward nerd thing initially, but eventually gave up, and spent the next half an hour chatting with these random dregs of society.

As an aside… I was asked that “How old do you think we are?” question. Seriously. How the hell are you meant to answer that? Do you say that you think they’re old enough to drink? Do you go younger – err on the side of caution, and flattery? I bailed, strugged, and said: “You look about student age.” That seemed to be the correct answer, apparently; one of them was 29.

It seemed that the three of them – two drinking beer; the other abstaining because she was pregnant – were on an important mission to obtain some illicit substance or other. This involved phoning pretty much everyone in their respective phone books, speculating loudly, badmouthing the people who failed to have what they wanted, etc. I looked on in amusement, answered whatever questions I was asked, etc. The hillarity came when after asking me the “So, what do you do?” question, they turned and presented the same query to the cute-girl. Her response?

“I’m an in-training policeman.”

Panic would be the word, given what these Chavettes had just been spending their journey doing. Then one of them came out with one of those punchlines that you wish you’d been able to come up with your self: “I guess we’ll be getting to know each other a lot better soon, then, Officer.”

It was funnier if you were there, more than likely. But damn; I wish every train ride could have amusing in-carriage entertainment like that.

Laziness!

•August 25, 2009 • Leave a Comment

While I’m always a fan of employing minimal effort wherever possible and appropriate, I usually try to avoid ripping off other people’s work rather than doing my own. That said, since I probably wont think up anything interesting to blog about any time soon, here’s something else for you to read:

http://www.cracked.com/article_17445_6-best-2012-apocalypse-theories-are-all-bullshit.html

I believe it was the line “the Earth’s poles will shift and every horrible natural disaster imaginable will come together to form a Megazord of planet crushing assbeat” that made me decide that y’all needed pointing in this article’s direction.

Anyhow, enjoy. Tootles!

Edit:

In a similar vein, I point you towards:

http://www.cracked.com/article_16817_5-cosmic-events-that-could-kill-you-before-lunch.html

and,

http://www.cracked.com/article_16583_5-scientific-experiments-most-likely-end-world.html

Because when people use terms like “clusterfuck” and “ninja galaxies”, it is both big and clever.

Top 20 Movies of my Lifetime

•August 19, 2009 • Leave a Comment

Those of you who keep up with the various internet cult news blogs and sites may have seen that Quentin Tarantino recently produced a list of his top 20 favourite movies of the last 17 years (the period he has been making movies). Those of you who don’t; well, Quentin Tarantino recently produced a list of his 20 favourite movies that have been produced since 1992.

Never one to miss jumping on the bandwagon for a new internet trend, here’s my Top 20. Like Joe Mallozzi, I’m going to put mine in alphabetical order, because I hate ranking things. Also, because I’m annoyed that one of my favourite movies doesn’t fall into that time category, I’m going to add five years to the start, and list all the movies that have been released since the year I was born: 1987.

Oh, I should probably also note that these aren’t necessarily the “best” movies of that period. They’re not necessarily my “favourites”, either. I haven’t included any of the Star Wars films, or the TNG movies. And I’ve cheated, and lumped certain films together. But hey. Here we go:

A Knight’s Tale: Maybe I’m just including this because it has Heath Ledger in. Or maybe its because of Alan Tudyk. Or Paul Bettany. Or that dude who played Mark Anthony in Rome. Maybe its because we did the Cantabury Tales in GCSE English, and I appreciate the efforts of film-makers for taking the piss of it on my behalf. However, I’d like to think that it’s because I have taste in movies. Right from the off, AKT doesn’t take itself seriously. While waiting for the jousting competition to begin, we hear the medieval crowd chanting We Will Rock You. Later, there is a fantastic dance routine to a David Bowie song. And yet, you don’t care. It all works, somehow. The story is a rehash of the old “boy meets girl” scenario. Some of the scenes are a little twee. But its immensely, intensely enjoyable. One of those movies that I could probably watch over again, as soon as the disc finished.

Apollo 13: This is a somewhat unusual inclusion, you must be thinking. Many of you may not have seen it. It isn’t – as far as I know – a massive splash of a movie. But frankly… why the hell not? For starters, the story is true: they went to great pains to inject it with realism, and the Apollo 13 story is one that has been borrowed by Science Fiction ever since. Not only does it capture you with its tale of three (well, four) Astronauts and their dream to go to the moon, it wrenches you when that gets ripped away from under them. The special effects are incredible for a movie of its age, and they win bonus points for using the vomit comet – the plane that simulates zero gravity for its passengers – to film some of the weightless scenes. And on top of that, look at the cast: Tom Hanks, Bill Paxton, Kevin Bacon, Gary Sinese, Ed Harris. I mean, c’mon: that’s an ensemble of awesome talent. I challenge you all to find the movie, watch it, and not have your heartstrings tugged when Gary Sinese finds out that he won’t be going. It may not be the “best” movie of the last 22 years, but it’s one that will definately endure.

Armageddon: Don’t worry: they don’t all begin with A. I had a tough choice picking this one – I almost went with The Fifth Element as my token “Bruce Willis” movie. I could have gone with The Sixth Sense, or Die Hard. All I enjoyed. Hell, Armageddon has Liv Tyler (who, though sexy, is much more appealing when she isn’t trying to act) and Ben Browder in it. But there’s something about the premise of Armageddon that just appeals. Its just so silly. Its everything that Deep Impact was, but with added entertainment value. The characters – played by some truely fantastic and entertaining actors – make the preparations for the mission fun, and you think its going to keep the same tone the whole way through. But as soon as they get to the asteroid? Sure, some bits are a little cheesy, but there’s action and drama. There are emotional bits that actually succeed. Somehow, the movie just manages to work. Its also the first of my “The Only Movie That” films; in this instance, its one of the few movies that makes me cry “happy tears”. How the hell did this movie make me that happy, because Ben Affleck *didn’t* die?!

The Dark Knight: I should probably point out that I’m treating this and Batman Begins as one and the same film; though I did think that TDK was the better of the two. Again, Heath Ledger makes an appearence, and lets admit: his portrayal of the Joker was pretty iconic. But the entire series thus far is iconic in the way it puts things together. It inspired this whole new “gritty” attitude for Superhero movies that have, lets face it, always been bright and shiny and spangly. They took characters that we already knew, and put a new twist on them. Two-Face in The Dark Knight was so easy to associate with; he was a guy who’d lost everything, and didn’t deserve any of what had happened to him. The movie was incredibly ambitious, and they pulled it off. Both of Nolan’s movies thus far have been as iconic and impressive as the original Batman movie, back whenever it was when it was made – the Jack Nicholson one. You know what I mean. And lets face it: how many of us made it to the end of those 2+ hours of The Dark Knight and thought: “Its over? Nooooooo!”

Dogma: I don’t know why I like this movie. Alan Rickman is a massive redeeming feature, but it has Matt Damon in it. And Ben Affleck, my dislike for whom has already been mentioned. I’m not a massive Chris Rock fan. But it just works. The premise is silly. The mockery of the Catholic Church is probably in poor taste. I hate religion. Despite all of that, somehow the movie pulls it all together, and makes for a fun and funny hour or two of TV. They also deserve a prize for “Funniest Line In Movie Delivered By Character Who Doesn’t Talk”.

Galaxy Quest: If you haven’t seen it, rectify that. Now. Even if you don’t like sci-fi. It sets out to make fun of all of the cheesy clichés in science fiction television. It succeeds. Somehow, it also manages to also be an awesome movie as well, and a fantastic piece of sci-fi in its own right. Its the tale of a bunch of people who, after the cancellation of their show, spend the rest of their lives at conventions and what-not, with their roles in the series overshadowing their lives. Then, a bunch of aliens who have watched the show – and believed that it was real – abduct them, asking for their help in some interstellar adventure. Its silly. Its awesome. It works. And yet again, its an awesome cast. And is it just me, or is this one of the only movies that Sigourney Weaver actually seems “hot” in?

Harry Potter: This is a contravertial choice, I’m sure. Its one of a number of movies based on fantasy books, and turned into movies; a genre that includes Lord of the Rings, The Golden Compass, Twilight, Eragon, and all sorts of others that I can’t be bothered to think of right now. I picked this one as the representative for a few reasons. I like gritty, dramatic, and visually astounding movies. I like stories that take the source material, and conjure them into reality on the screen. Lord of the Rings certainly delivers that. But they’re long movies, that take a lot of effort and focus to make it through. Harry Potter on the other hand has an injection of fun and humour that the others don’t provide. You get the drama, you get the sense of scale, and you care about the fate of the characters; but they actually make you laugh a few times. The emotional side of things works too; even if it is a bit teen-ansty. It isn’t one of those situations where it is “the best” at something specific: its just a fantastic all-rounder, particularly in its last few incarnations. Lord of the Rings is one of those movies you save for a special occasion; Harry Potter you could casually watch any time.

Hero: There have been a lot of movies that conform to the ye-olde eastern style of martial arts movie: martial arts with wirework that goes beyond the believable, and doesn’t bother to use science fiction as an excuse. Of those, Hero is my favourite. I usually don’t get on with subtitled movies. That initially tripped me up with Crouching Tiger. But Hero is visually artistic; you don’t really need the script at all, because what is displayed on the screen paints the picture of what you need to know. The premise is fairly simple: a man claims that he has killed three powerful assassins, and is there to collect his reward from the Emperor (of China). The Emperor asks him to explain; but when he does, the Emperor doesn’t believe him, offers his speculation of what happened, and then the story is told again. Each segment we here is painted in a different colour, with the characters wearing according colours. It sounds weird, but its visually beautiful. I couldn’t tell you what anyone said; it reached the point where I just didn’t see the subtitles anymore, and just let the music and the visuals tell me the story. Its just stunning. If you’re only going to watch one of the movies from this list that you haven’t seen, I urge you to make it this one.

Hot Fuzz: This is my token “British” movie; and also my token “Simon Pegg” movie. Like Galaxy Quest and A Knight’s Tale, it doesn’t take itself seriously, and makes fun of the genre it is depicting – in this instance, action movies. Its fun and funny; its also action-packed and awesome. The cast is again brilliant. I know some people don’t like Hot Fuzz, or they prefer Shaun of the Dead to it. For me though, this is the example of their work that I can, and have, watched several times in one day.

The Incredibles: I am a firm believer in the notion that everything Pixar touches turns to CGI gold. Toy Story, A Bugs Life, Monsters Inc, Finding Nemo, Cars, and all the other ones that I can’t remember, were all fantastic movies. The Incredibles is my favourite, though. I think its the way that it takes the Superhero genre, and pulls a “Galaxy Quest” on it. I suppose you’ll have spotted the theme by now: I like watching movies poke lighthearted fun at themselves. The notion of these characters trying to live a normal life in superhero retirement is fantastic. The family dynamic that makes shows like The Simpsons and Family Guy appeal to me is there as well. There’s comedy that is actually funny. There’s action that is actually cool. All I can say is that its a shame that Pixar decided to do Cars 2 instead of The Incredibles 2: I’d have really enjoyed seeing more of the particularly compelling characters they created here.

Independence Day: Like Pixar, Will Smith has the movie Midas touch, in my opinion. He’s a diverse actor, managing to succeed in the action and drama of Enemy of the State, Hancock, and I Am Legend, just as well as he coped in the comedy setting of Wild Wild West and Men in Black. For me though, Independence Day is the movie that started it all. It covers pleanty of bases: there’s a global threat from aliens; some cool and (in some instances) iconic visuals; Will Smith being funny and cool; some proper “Fuck Yeah!” moments; a speech from the President that makes you proud to be American (even if you aren’t); and appearences by awesome actors like Data, Jayne, and President Roslin for those of us with eagle eyes and geeky brains.

Iron Man: Seems only fair that if DC Comics’ millionaire superhero with no powers aside from his high-tech armoured bodysuit gets mentioned, I extend the same curtosy to Iron Man. I knew who the character was, going in. I’d seen a few episodes of the cartoon series, and I’d read up on Marvel stuff when the movie was announced (so I knew what to expect). I wasn’t nearly as much of a fan of Iron Man as I had been with X-Men, Spiderman or Fantastic Four, though. Like many, I went along because the effects they showed in the trailer were pretty cool. I was blown away. Robert Downey Jr is fantastic. Industrial Light and Magic produced some effects that were so good that frankly, the only way you knew what they were was because you knew such feats were impossible. Jon Favreau is an awesome director, and apparently he encourages his actors to ad-lib, which apparently worked: the dialogue seemed natural and spot on. I saw this movie two or three times in the cinema; I was still buzzing by the time the movie came out on DVD and, as I sit here writing, I’m buzzing now. I watched Iron Man a couple of days ago; I’m sorely tempted to put it on again and watch it now. I LOVE this movie; by far my favourite superhero flick, and a hot contender as my favourite movie of all time.

Jurassic Park: I love dinosaurs. My sixth or seventh birthday (I forget which) was spent at the Natural History Museum in their dinosaur exhibit; when I visited recently with Rosie, nearly fifteen years on, it hadn’t lost any of its awesomeness. So of course, I’m going to love the movie about the dinosaur theme park. Like Iron Man, Jurassic Park has some truely fantastic special effects; phenominal, given the time. Even now, when I watched the show on television the other day, I was blown away by how good it was. As a kid, I knew it was CGI, and none of it bothered me… right up until the Velociraptor’s breath started condensing on the glass window of the kitchen, and it opened the door. To this day, Jurassic Park remains one of the only movies that genuinely scares me. For that reason alone, it deserves its spot in my Top 20.

Lord of the Rings: I had a big rant earlier about Harry Potter, saying it was “better” as an all-round movie than Lord of the Rings. In truth, I’d forgotten that I’d included LOTR later down my list, so you’ll have to pretend I didn’t say some of the stuff I said then. When I was 11 – in my final year of Primary School – our teacher read the Hobbit as our class story; complete with voices and everything. That summer, I read Lord of the Rings. Like most people who’ve read the books, I was stunned and blown away by the “visuals”; so when Peter Jackson announced his plans to try and bring them to the screen, I was both excited and worried, wanting to see my belovéd book brought to life, but worried he might not have done it “right”. To be honest, I’m not sure if he did or not; the bastard interpreted the book in a way far better than I ever could, and instantly blasted my imagination out of the water. The Lord of the Rings trilogy is just… well, its one of the best movies ever made. Visuals? Awesome. Acting? Awesome. Story? Awesome. Movie? Awesome. Nuff said.

Matrix: When Quentin Tarantino did this list, he said that the fact that there were sequels to the Matrix spoiled it for him, and thus reduced the standing of the movie in his list. I have to agree, if I’m honest. As a stand-alone movie, it was artistic and iconic. I was excited that the sequels were being made, but because the bar had been set so high by the first movie, they unfortunately didn’t live up to that standard. Even so, the initial movie remains one of those integral features of pop culture; and its still cool, iconic, and all that jazz.

The Princess Bride: Here’s the movie that made me change the start date from 1992 to 1987. Its another of those silly, self-mocking movies; presented as a book being read by a grandfather to his sick grandson. Its based on a novel (which I should really get around to reading); but in short, its basically hillarity incarnate. It isn’t spectacular. It isn’t artistic. But its damned funny. If your name is Inigo Montoya, someone killed your father, and you aren’t left-handed either, you probably won’t enjoy this film. For everyone else though, you should probably watch it. Or not. *shrug* As you wish. Inconcievable!

Serenity: What kind of nerd would I be if I didn’t find a way of venerating Firefly, even when it is inappropriate? In truth, Serenity is what got me into the franchise. I’d heard of Firefly, but never bothered to watch it. Boy did I feel stupid about that when I left the cinema. Serenity was everything I later discovered the series to be. I still have no idea how Joss Whedon managed to produce a film that managed to be accessable to people who hadn’t seen the series, and yet not boring to those who had. The characters were introduced swiftly and beautifully, and in such a way that in moments, you already cared enough about what happened to them for the storyline to make you genuinely worried about what might happen to them. I thought it was a fantastic movie when I first saw it. Having watched the series, it now seems that fantastic was an understatement. If you haven’t done so yet, go get yourself indoctrinated into the Firefly fandom. You won’t regret it.

Stargate: How could I not include this? Its the movie that got me hooked on a series that was based on it (but not quite). As well as dinosaurs and science, I love mythology. Stargate provided the latter two (I really need to talk to Joe Mallozzi about getting him to cover the dinosaur base, and achieve the trifecta). The story is a classic adventure, with villains that are blatantly evil, a cool but conflicted hero, the cliché socially awkward genius who ultimately comes through and saves the day, a boy-meets-girl scenario… oh, and body-snatching aliens who fly around in giant space pyramids. If I’m honest, I prefer the rendition of the TV series; but the movie itself was outstanding, given the time, format, etc. Definately deserves to be in here somewhere.

Starship Troopers: Just in case you were worried that my list wasn’t full of enough cheese and naffness, here’s Starship Troopers. Its charmingly rubbish; so gorey it becomes funny; its one of those movies that should probably have been a pile of crap, but that knows that it should be, and so shoots you a subtle wink about it that makes everything okay. Its like Chandler from Friends: in spite of his personality and sense of humour, he’s still somehow incredibly awesome, in an inexplicable way.

Star Trek: Appropriate that the alphabet should compel me to list the most recent movie at the end. I was born the year that The Next Generation first aired. Deep Space Nine started when I was a kid – Voyager too – and got watched fairly religiously by me and my mum. The old Star Trek was on reruns by that point, so I was introduced to that as well. I’ve always liked the franchise, and I’m something of a Trekkie. So, when Rosie offered to take me out to the cinema to see Star Trek (having seen it already once herself), I was prepared to hate every moment. By the end of the USS Kelvin scene, I was so blown away by the visuals – and the soundtrack – that I was almost moved to tears. That’s, what, ten minutes in? Kudos to JJ Abrams for winning me over so swiftly. By the time I got to the end of the movie, I was buzzing even more than Iron Man. The characters, though in completely different situations, were spot on; better than spot on, in fact, since they’d conjured up whole extra dimensions to their characters in explaining their origins. It was as if they’d gone back to the source material – to the original ideas in Gene Roddenbery’s head – and recreated the franchise based on that, rather than doing a “remake” of the old series. Just like Nolan’s Batman having gone back to the source material, rather than being a remake of the earlier Batman movies, etc. I cannot wait until the DVD release, so that I can watch the movie again and again.

There’s my list, anyway. Its no doubt subject to change, particularly if you ask me to be more specific, I’ll probably come up with a different list of twenty. And yes, I cheated and grouped some franchises together – technically the above is my Top 28 Movies. But still. Shurrup and go watch them! *shakefist*

Top Ten Sexiest Women

•July 20, 2009 • Leave a Comment

We seem to have the top ten of everything nowadays; or top hundreds, fourties, or whatever. They usually seem to be written by a bunch of idiots and idgets, and often don’t seem to make any kind of logical sense. Since I know a fair few idiots and idgets, we decided we’d put together our own Top Ten Sexiest women.

10. Summer Glau
Star of the recent Sarah Connor Chronicles, as well as cult-favourite Firefly, Summer Glau is a dancer. What more can I say, really? Fwoar.

9. Jessica Biel
For starters, she’s a former model. As if that wasn’t enough, she was the sexy Miss Whistler in Blade Trinity, the token attractive female character in Stealth; she even had a cameo as Jessica Rabbit. What more do you need to qualify as sexy?

8. Sienna Miller
Don’t believe us that she’s sexy? Go watch GI Joe when it comes out. Sienna Miller + tight leather makes Jace something something. Unfortunately for us, she won a successful court case against the paparazzi that prevents us from having access to any compromising photographs… but she’s gorgeous, and British, so we’ll just have to make do with all those sexy photoshoots. *sigh* What a shame.

7. Adriana Lima
A Brazillian underwear model. Need I say more?

6. Angelina Jolie
Maybe she’s a marmite actress: either you love her, or you hate her. Her features are a little striking; and those lips can be offputting at times. But two words: Lara Croft. Nuff said.

5. Jessica Alba
Okay, so the blonde hair and fake tan from Fantastic Four didn’t do her any favours, but there’s a reason that Jessica was one of the few characters that didn’t get visually screwed around with in Sin City. And hey: what straight man ever managed to watch her slinking around in biker leathers in Dark Angel without needing to cross their legs?

4. Tricia Helfer
Another product of Victoria’s Secret. God bless you, Ronald D Moore, for making her spend so much time naked in Battlestar Galactica.

3. Scarlett Johansson
If you don’t agree, then get the hell off my blog. Your idiocy is not wanted here.

2. Liv Tyler
She looked so good with pointed ears, even Spock had the hots for her. Well, he would have, if Vulcans got horny more than once every seven years. One can only hope that her mouth is as freaklishly large as her father’s.

1. Kate Beckinsale
Jamie will be extremely happy. Whether she’s a vampire in tight leather, a Gipsy princess in a sexy corset, or just waltzing around Hollywood, Beckinsale is practically a dictionary definition of gorgeous. If you’d turn Kate Beckinsale away from your bed, then you’re probably gay. (Or just really, really stupid)