Thursday, August 14, 2003

I'm sitting here watching the power outage on CNN while also watching the extremely vile trailer for Ichi the Killer (I'm not linking the trailer, cause, seriously, it's really vile. I had to cover my eyes twice.) and anyway, I'm listening to CNN, and I think to myself "hey, OUR power isn't out, is it?"

I'm not smart.

Monday, August 11, 2003

OK, new feature. New feature, as in, it's something new that I'm going to be doing, and also as in, having features is, in itself, new.

The Batshit-Crazy Book of the Day


The What Would Jesus Eat Cookbook :

From an Amazon.com review:

"To begin with, I agree completely with the premise of "What Would Jesus Eat?"--that the Levitical dietary laws were provided for health reasons and that they are completely relevant for today (they do not return the Christian to a 'yoke of bondage' as some reviewers have charged.)"


I'm going to refrain from commenting on these myself. I will choose a quote either from the book itself or from a review or the publisher's marketing. I figure if I have to comment on it to point out the craziness, it's just not crazy enough.

I will try to avoid mining vanity publishers' websites for crazy-ness. But, I mean, who am I kidding? That ain't gonna last. Those things are full of bad, bad craziness. Like this person who apparently channeled both a Chris Ware character and something with a name that sounds like an early 90s girl R&B group.


So I watched this movie called Stranded last night. It had Fuckin' Vincent Gallo in it. And that pretty much covers it. But not quite. After about an hour and a half of Being Exactly What You'd Expect A Low-Budget Spanish Movie About A Doomed Mission To Mars Starring Vincent Gallo To Be, there's one great scene wherein The Guy That You Always Knew Was Gonna Die Because He's Likable looks up at Phobos and Deimos and says something about dying "under the Moons of Barsoom." Then he has a great li'l soliloquy about his grandfather's Edgar Rice Burroughs books; the John Carter of Mars books were his favorites.

Made me think it was a French movie for a while. Cause, y'know. And also cause the French seem to really love early science fiction. Just ask these guys.

You just don't often see people talking about books in movies. Hell, you don't often see people in movies talking about any kind of art influencing them. So, worth it for that, I guess. The rest was deadly boring, though. Some "Cold Equations" rehash and a bunch of Vincent Gallo being abrasive, unconvincingly delivering scientific mumbletypeg and getting names wrong, and then the old Ancient Lost Technology Deus Ex Machina.