so, yeah [Liam]
I went to go see Sahara with Brian, Monika and Jen today, and at some point after the movie I decided I wanted to just drop a post on my blog. I mean, I always have ideas for stuff I should talk about, but I never remember them when I actually sit down to start typing. It's like a variation of the amnesia that strikes me when I walk into a record store and completely blank on every piece of music I am actually interested in listening to. Fast forward like 30 awkward minutes and I'm trying to convince myself I'm digging some random electronic or hip hop album I dropped a twomp on and know nothing about; it's like trying to be the cool mom and shop for my kid (based on vague assumptions about what he listens to), except that kid is myself. Bizarre.
...And just like that I find myself retracing text on the tail end of an odd tangent, because I have no idea of how I got here or what I was going to say when I started.
This reminds me of another tangent-- I've come to realize that I have a horrible completion rate when it comes to finishing ideas in my head; especially in conversations I have a tendency to constantly find myself at a crossroad(s?) between continuing what I originally wanted to talk about and exploring some (seemingly more interesting) offshoot that springs to mind and bears further discussion/investigation. I do not know why this happens. I am far too much of a worrywart to consider myself impulsive, yet I think in the most random and impulsive way. One possibility I could site is my work; I probably use about 5% of my total thinking capacity doing my day-to-day routine, so in some ways it would make sense that my train of thought behaves like a cooped-up 4-year-old. But that's not fair to my job, because I was like that in college too. And college kept me reasonably busy a fair amount of the time.
I was thinking I'd offer you an example of what I mean by not being able to follow exactly where my train of thought takes me, but the whole fucking page above this sentence is an example, so I think that'll do.
How did I get here... right. Sahara. Let's talk about that.
I was prepared to ream this movie. I really was. I mean, I loves me a good adventure but I can play the "realism police" card with alarming frequency when I feel a movie is trying to sell one too many implausible, effects-laden "money shots" to impress the crowd cheaply. And, well... if you watched the trailer, you really could not walk in expecting much else. But-- there was some kind of magic to this adventure movie. It's been a long time since I was talked into accepting the type of super-size "suspension of disbelief" moments Sahara offered, but it really worked for me. Maybe it's a totally subjective 'Liam thing' that took place here, that I just needed a little kick in the movie-curmudgeon pants, but I thoroughly enjoyed the stupid and spectacular thrills of this PG-13 adventure. For one thing, I really really appreciated that this movie did not take itself seriously; it's insulting to your intelligence when xXx pulls some ridiculous stunt bullshit and then does the movie equivalent of mugging in your face and basking in its own untouchable awesomeness... when the protagonists can have a good chuckle about it and play up some of the silliness it pays off for miles in what the audience (or at least jaded bastards like myself) will allow. Matthew McConaughey and Steve Zahn deliver great buddy hero chemistry, William H. Macy is William H. Macy, and Penelope Cruz is... hot. Not gonna spoil any of the story, not that it's espcially worth keeping a secret.
I liked.
I was gonna do a blog on movies that are good for about half their runtime-- entertaining stuff that falls apart but at least fails valiantly. Shoot me a comment if you have any suggestions, these come immediately to mind:
The Beach
28 Days Later
13th Warrior
Bourne Supremacy
Last Man Standing
The Mosquito Coast
X-Men (part 1)
LOTR: two towers (horse-plow action)
The Stepford Wives
Ok, what else...
I recently registered the domain www.brog2.com, which this webpage will be smoothly transferred to later this week or next time I get the motivation together to do it... I designed a new front and a couple bells and whistles to accompany the "new brog," more on that to come.
PEEEAACE
...And just like that I find myself retracing text on the tail end of an odd tangent, because I have no idea of how I got here or what I was going to say when I started.
This reminds me of another tangent-- I've come to realize that I have a horrible completion rate when it comes to finishing ideas in my head; especially in conversations I have a tendency to constantly find myself at a crossroad(s?) between continuing what I originally wanted to talk about and exploring some (seemingly more interesting) offshoot that springs to mind and bears further discussion/investigation. I do not know why this happens. I am far too much of a worrywart to consider myself impulsive, yet I think in the most random and impulsive way. One possibility I could site is my work; I probably use about 5% of my total thinking capacity doing my day-to-day routine, so in some ways it would make sense that my train of thought behaves like a cooped-up 4-year-old. But that's not fair to my job, because I was like that in college too. And college kept me reasonably busy a fair amount of the time.
I was thinking I'd offer you an example of what I mean by not being able to follow exactly where my train of thought takes me, but the whole fucking page above this sentence is an example, so I think that'll do.
How did I get here... right. Sahara. Let's talk about that.
I was prepared to ream this movie. I really was. I mean, I loves me a good adventure but I can play the "realism police" card with alarming frequency when I feel a movie is trying to sell one too many implausible, effects-laden "money shots" to impress the crowd cheaply. And, well... if you watched the trailer, you really could not walk in expecting much else. But-- there was some kind of magic to this adventure movie. It's been a long time since I was talked into accepting the type of super-size "suspension of disbelief" moments Sahara offered, but it really worked for me. Maybe it's a totally subjective 'Liam thing' that took place here, that I just needed a little kick in the movie-curmudgeon pants, but I thoroughly enjoyed the stupid and spectacular thrills of this PG-13 adventure. For one thing, I really really appreciated that this movie did not take itself seriously; it's insulting to your intelligence when xXx pulls some ridiculous stunt bullshit and then does the movie equivalent of mugging in your face and basking in its own untouchable awesomeness... when the protagonists can have a good chuckle about it and play up some of the silliness it pays off for miles in what the audience (or at least jaded bastards like myself) will allow. Matthew McConaughey and Steve Zahn deliver great buddy hero chemistry, William H. Macy is William H. Macy, and Penelope Cruz is... hot. Not gonna spoil any of the story, not that it's espcially worth keeping a secret.
I liked.
I was gonna do a blog on movies that are good for about half their runtime-- entertaining stuff that falls apart but at least fails valiantly. Shoot me a comment if you have any suggestions, these come immediately to mind:
The Beach
28 Days Later
13th Warrior
Bourne Supremacy
Last Man Standing
The Mosquito Coast
X-Men (part 1)
LOTR: two towers (horse-plow action)
The Stepford Wives
Ok, what else...
I recently registered the domain www.brog2.com, which this webpage will be smoothly transferred to later this week or next time I get the motivation together to do it... I designed a new front and a couple bells and whistles to accompany the "new brog," more on that to come.
PEEEAACE
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