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Monday, February 27, 2006

Brought to you by the letter B, the letter A, and the number 10!  

Howdy! E & I just got back from a fabulous ten days in Buenos Aires, where we visited with Ryan and her boyfriend, walked a gajillion miles in sweltering summer heat, and had our return flight cancelled five minutes before it was supposed to begin boarding. Apart from that bit at the end, it was a truly wonderful time. If you ever get the chance to go to B.A., you should do it, if only for the exchange rate. Thanks to it, I was finally able to travel in manner of which I've always dreamed--as a freespending dandy, spending hours in idle conversations eating and drinking with abandon, tipping generously, and then catching a cab for the four block ride to the next restaurant.

We also saw Brokeback Mountain for 9 pesos (or three bucks) on a Monday night, which was pretty awesome. It would have been even more awesome if we could have gone to the double feature of Transporter 2 and The Exorcism of Emily Rose for only seven pesos. Edi deserves some kind of Spouse of the Year award for not braining me with a piece of sidewalk tiling the 55th time I suggested that as an activity, to say nothing of indulging me in three separate comic book stores and countless kiosco de diaros (more or less chronicled in my post at the other blog).

I know I should really start posting here on a regular basis again, but it's kind of rough because all I'm really thinking about these days is my beautiful wife and Metal Gear Solid: Subsistence. For example, we came home on Friday and one of my first thoughts was, "Man, it's great to be home! And in less than three weeks, I should have Metal Gear: Subsistence!"

MGS: Sub for those of you who don't know is the bonus-laden re-release of Metal Gear Solid: Snake Eater, a game I have already played through twice already (and am working on number three this week). The biggest bonus to be had is an online mode which I won't even be bothering with, so it seems odd that I'd even care about the damn thing. But one of the other bonuses is the first two pre-Playstation Metal Gear games and I've been dying to play those games for approximately seven years now. From what I hear, those two games don't have nearly the level of crazy villains, absurd plot twists and hamhanded lecturing that makes the other MGS games so dreamy, but I don't care. If blowing more than forty bucks to get a three disc Playstation 2 game with Santa Claus camo and bonus levels of Snake Vs. Monkey is wrong, then I don't want to be right.

(Unless Edi doesn't approve, in which case I'll try a little harder to be right.)

Did I mention that I bought a case of Metal Gear Solid 2 figures at Wondercon? Deeply embarrassing. I mean, awesome, yes, but also deeply embarrassing.

Speaking of deeply embarrassing, we rented Domino yesterday and, oh my god, was that movie horrible. Not only was it overwrought, turgid, stupid, nonsensical, and filmed like a Eurotrash beer commercial, but everyone involved clearly knew it stank and tried to pretend it didn't. The script itself made less than no sense--to describe it as something a bunch of horny twelve year old boys might have made up on the fly is to do it too much justice. (To describe it as something a bunch of horny twelve year old boys might have started to write after drinking too many juice boxes, and then finished after they woke up baffled and groggy after their blood sugar crashed, unable to remember quite what they were doing beforehand, is closer to the mark.) The screenwriter, Richard Kelly, blew every piece of good will and benefit of the doubt I gave Donnie Darko simply because of how badly this sucked. (In the special features, Kelly looks about ready to flinch from a blow he know is coming from working on those big ol' turd.) Only a film as inept as this one would try to pass coke monkey/plastic-surgery victim Mickey Rourke off as a paragon of icy street cred.

I have to give some serious credit to Keira Knightley, though--to be in one of the best movies of the year (Pride and Prejudice which I saw on the plane to B.A.) and one of the worst (this one) shows a serious work ethic. That I even want to see her in another film also betrays a mighty charisma.

To sum up, Before I saw Domino, I would've been willing to say no movie with a Tom Waits cameo could be all bad. But Domino puts that to the lie. Avoid, if at all possible.

posted by Jeff | 3:26 PM |


Sunday, February 05, 2006

The Pitch: It's like Technology meets Commerce!  

Wondercon is coming up next weekend, and I thought it would be amusing if I gave myself the capability to email posts to my blog from there, should I
wish. Moscone Center West has wireless capability, but whether or not they actually will have it on for this event is another matter entirely. Or if I'll feel like blogging instead of shoving guys aside blocking my access to one dollar Jack Kirby books.

I have no idea why I'm going, to be frank, other than the possibility of
hanging out with Nancy and/or Chris. (Well, okay, and those Kirby books, I
guess).

But just in case I do go? And I do feel like blogging? I'm going to make damn
sure I can, dammit!

posted by Jeff | 8:43 PM |
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