Actually, it's because I wanted to. And you can't stop me.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Live-Action STAR WARS Television Series
I know, I know. This has been rumoured and "in production" for a couple of years now, so I have no real concrete information. But man, when this thing comes together, it's gonna be sweet!
I, like all other STAR WARS geeks over the age of 30 (who undoubtedly are the original, most critical fans of the saga) will be watching this closely. By all accounts (at least to me) it seems to be coming together as a Star Trek: Next Generation vibe. That would be fine, except it won't be. The producers, George Lucas included, say that it probably won't be anything that anyone is expecting and that the stories will revolve around minor and even un-introduced characters; say from the plethora of SW novels that have been released since 1991. That's a lot of new material and characters.
I mentioned Star Trek, in the hopes that it will have the stories and character development of ST:TNG and not that of Deep Space Nine, which was just terribly boring. That's terribly with a capital "T."
There were rumors about Ewan McGregor being interested in reprising his role of Obi Wan Kenobi. Don't expect Mark Hamil to make an appearance (unless as another character) as Luke Skywalker was of course just a small child between episodes III & IV. Maybe as the series progresses, we might just see Luke as a young boy or a teenager, but since the stories will be revolving around new and minor characters, don't bet on it.
I've been waiting for this since I first heard about it in 2005. I can't afford to be disappointed.
This isn't official or anything, but here is a "trailer" (fake)for the new project:
And just for fun, I first saw this fan film on starwars.com a few years back and I was able to burn it to a disc, but for some reason, I can't get it to work now. It simply won't play on my CD-ROM drive. Anyway, this is a really cool story based on a little back-story on Darth Maul entitled, "Contract of Evil," that was made by independent film-makers (as the quality attests to) and it is a very good, action-packed, untold vignette of the predecessor to Darth Vader.
I, like all other STAR WARS geeks over the age of 30 (who undoubtedly are the original, most critical fans of the saga) will be watching this closely. By all accounts (at least to me) it seems to be coming together as a Star Trek: Next Generation vibe. That would be fine, except it won't be. The producers, George Lucas included, say that it probably won't be anything that anyone is expecting and that the stories will revolve around minor and even un-introduced characters; say from the plethora of SW novels that have been released since 1991. That's a lot of new material and characters.
I mentioned Star Trek, in the hopes that it will have the stories and character development of ST:TNG and not that of Deep Space Nine, which was just terribly boring. That's terribly with a capital "T."
There were rumors about Ewan McGregor being interested in reprising his role of Obi Wan Kenobi. Don't expect Mark Hamil to make an appearance (unless as another character) as Luke Skywalker was of course just a small child between episodes III & IV. Maybe as the series progresses, we might just see Luke as a young boy or a teenager, but since the stories will be revolving around new and minor characters, don't bet on it.
I've been waiting for this since I first heard about it in 2005. I can't afford to be disappointed.
This isn't official or anything, but here is a "trailer" (fake)for the new project:
And just for fun, I first saw this fan film on starwars.com a few years back and I was able to burn it to a disc, but for some reason, I can't get it to work now. It simply won't play on my CD-ROM drive. Anyway, this is a really cool story based on a little back-story on Darth Maul entitled, "Contract of Evil," that was made by independent film-makers (as the quality attests to) and it is a very good, action-packed, untold vignette of the predecessor to Darth Vader.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Oh Please Let This Be So
It seems Perez Hilton, that oh so not hip outer of gay celebrities, is in a bit of hot water. I hope it's true. I really do not like this guy. Not because he's gay, but because he's reeaally gay. You know what I mean? He's not just proud to be gay, he is totally all in your face about it. He's like...well, he's exactly like what Perez himself hates, a religious zealot who pushes (and pushes and pushes) his beliefs into mainstream America and thinks everybody should agree with everything he says and does or your not just wrong, but evil.
I don't like straight people being all in my face and really annoying. That's what this "dude" is, annoying, really annoying. He really did choose the right pseudonym, though. He really is a Hilton, in the sense that, for some reason, people listen to what he says even though he has done absolutely nothing for me to care what he does or says, other than he's annoying and dumb enough for me to take notice. I also notice a cell bug creeping it' sway across my basement floor, that doesn't mean I want it there.
I thought this guy was harmless and irellevent before he was, for some reason a judge for the Miss America pagent (why a gay man would be judging a female beauty contest is beyond me) but then he asks a question which was fair enough, I guess, about Carrie Prejean's opinion on gay marriage. She answered honestly and sincerely, that she believes a marriage is between a man and a woman. He didn't agree and promtply posted on his video blog in a profanity-laced diatribe that she was a "stupid b*itch" because of it. Showing that over-the-top homosexuals are clearly tolerent of others views and beliefs. He said that after he answer "she got booed. I've never seen anyone get booed at a Miss America pagent."
Well the fact is she didn't get booed. In fact, she was clearly cheered for her answer. Perez got a samtttering of appaluse when he asked the question and she got cheered when she answered. Not overwhelmingly, but enough to clearly hear it.
He lied, then cried.
Anyways, so he thinks that in all his over-the-top gayness, that everybody loves him and he can say and do whatever he wants and the "power" of celebretism will cloak him like Harry Potter. Well, no. And since he's always fishing for compliments on his "chiq" little wardrobe ideas, here's an opinion that he may not like, but this really looks good on him, the goof.
And by the way, I do get the irony of me giving him even more attention, which is what he wants, but in the name of decency (and moreover, to expose him outright-his character, I mean; let's not get ridiculous) I had to vent.
I don't like straight people being all in my face and really annoying. That's what this "dude" is, annoying, really annoying. He really did choose the right pseudonym, though. He really is a Hilton, in the sense that, for some reason, people listen to what he says even though he has done absolutely nothing for me to care what he does or says, other than he's annoying and dumb enough for me to take notice. I also notice a cell bug creeping it' sway across my basement floor, that doesn't mean I want it there.
I thought this guy was harmless and irellevent before he was, for some reason a judge for the Miss America pagent (why a gay man would be judging a female beauty contest is beyond me) but then he asks a question which was fair enough, I guess, about Carrie Prejean's opinion on gay marriage. She answered honestly and sincerely, that she believes a marriage is between a man and a woman. He didn't agree and promtply posted on his video blog in a profanity-laced diatribe that she was a "stupid b*itch" because of it. Showing that over-the-top homosexuals are clearly tolerent of others views and beliefs. He said that after he answer "she got booed. I've never seen anyone get booed at a Miss America pagent."
Well the fact is she didn't get booed. In fact, she was clearly cheered for her answer. Perez got a samtttering of appaluse when he asked the question and she got cheered when she answered. Not overwhelmingly, but enough to clearly hear it.
He lied, then cried.
Anyways, so he thinks that in all his over-the-top gayness, that everybody loves him and he can say and do whatever he wants and the "power" of celebretism will cloak him like Harry Potter. Well, no. And since he's always fishing for compliments on his "chiq" little wardrobe ideas, here's an opinion that he may not like, but this really looks good on him, the goof.
And by the way, I do get the irony of me giving him even more attention, which is what he wants, but in the name of decency (and moreover, to expose him outright-his character, I mean; let's not get ridiculous) I had to vent.
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Saturday, June 5, 2010
On to the DTE
So, guess who I'm going to see again in September? Yep, I'm off to see KISS once more. This time at the Detroit Energy Music Theatre in Clarkston, Michigan. And guess what? I'm gonna write about it, too and I don't don't wanna hear any guff! If you've visited this blog enough (and judging by the number of comments left, I assume no one has *sigh*) you should know by now that I blog about KISS quite often. Why? 'Cause...they're...awesome!!
Anywho, so I get some direction the night before I call Ticketmaster that my friend Holly (the one accompanied me to the last KISS show-by the way I really wish I could get the 'SS' to look like the lightning bolts in their name when I type it, just like whenever you see their name in their CD sleeves and whatnot) and her boyfriend and another friend of ours wouldn't mind going to the show as well. Cool by me, the more the merrier and more souls to share in my love of the greatest band in the world.
So, I stay up all night (not because of excitement, but because I slept a little too long earlier in the night and I couldn't sleep between midnight and...well about four o'clock the next afternoon) and in the morning, go to the nearest Money Mart and put what I figured would be enough cash on my re-loadable VISA (no, not the international travel document-nevermind, private joke) about $240 (Canadian, mind you) and try to get home as fast as I could to get on the Ticketmaster website and get the best tickets I could before they were sold out, as the tickets went on sale at 10 a.m; Holly said they wouldn't be, but it is KISS and it is Detroit after all. Me thinks she doesn't understand the almost symbiotic relationship between the two.
So, I get home, get online, and only then I realize I didn't put enough cash on the card. I thought I had figured for the tickets themselves, plus the conversion rate of Canadian to American, fees and taxes. But oh no, I had to have more for the mailing fee. I could have chosen the option to pick them up at Will Call, but c'mon I want them as soon as possible (even though the website said they wouldn't be mailed until "no later than 48 hours before the event," which means I could get them sooner, I guess) I hope they actually have the KISS logo on the tickets as I've seen many do. This will be my fourth time seeing them since 1985 and I've never gotten tickets with their logo on them. Geez, the logo is on every other frickin' thing they release, so why not my ticket??
So after seeing that I was only $12 short, I go back to Money Mart, and throw on another $30 just to be sure. I get back home, go through the process of ordering my tickets again (which cost us more than a few rows of real estate, I'm sure) and in the final tally, end up paying $254 American for four $45 tickets, service fees, taxes and mailing fee-not to mention the conversion rate, which obviously isn't included in the overall price, but still took a bite out of my wallet.
But, Once again, just like the $276 I paid just for Holly and myself to go to the last show we saw at Caesar's Windsor last year (I can't believe it been almost a whole year, BOO!) it'll be worth it, because as the theme for this show says, it will be "The Hottest Show on Earth!"
Did I mention KISS rules?
Yeah, they do.
Anywho, so I get some direction the night before I call Ticketmaster that my friend Holly (the one accompanied me to the last KISS show-by the way I really wish I could get the 'SS' to look like the lightning bolts in their name when I type it, just like whenever you see their name in their CD sleeves and whatnot) and her boyfriend and another friend of ours wouldn't mind going to the show as well. Cool by me, the more the merrier and more souls to share in my love of the greatest band in the world.
So, I stay up all night (not because of excitement, but because I slept a little too long earlier in the night and I couldn't sleep between midnight and...well about four o'clock the next afternoon) and in the morning, go to the nearest Money Mart and put what I figured would be enough cash on my re-loadable VISA (no, not the international travel document-nevermind, private joke) about $240 (Canadian, mind you) and try to get home as fast as I could to get on the Ticketmaster website and get the best tickets I could before they were sold out, as the tickets went on sale at 10 a.m; Holly said they wouldn't be, but it is KISS and it is Detroit after all. Me thinks she doesn't understand the almost symbiotic relationship between the two.
So, I get home, get online, and only then I realize I didn't put enough cash on the card. I thought I had figured for the tickets themselves, plus the conversion rate of Canadian to American, fees and taxes. But oh no, I had to have more for the mailing fee. I could have chosen the option to pick them up at Will Call, but c'mon I want them as soon as possible (even though the website said they wouldn't be mailed until "no later than 48 hours before the event," which means I could get them sooner, I guess) I hope they actually have the KISS logo on the tickets as I've seen many do. This will be my fourth time seeing them since 1985 and I've never gotten tickets with their logo on them. Geez, the logo is on every other frickin' thing they release, so why not my ticket??
So after seeing that I was only $12 short, I go back to Money Mart, and throw on another $30 just to be sure. I get back home, go through the process of ordering my tickets again (which cost us more than a few rows of real estate, I'm sure) and in the final tally, end up paying $254 American for four $45 tickets, service fees, taxes and mailing fee-not to mention the conversion rate, which obviously isn't included in the overall price, but still took a bite out of my wallet.
But, Once again, just like the $276 I paid just for Holly and myself to go to the last show we saw at Caesar's Windsor last year (I can't believe it been almost a whole year, BOO!) it'll be worth it, because as the theme for this show says, it will be "The Hottest Show on Earth!"
Did I mention KISS rules?
Yeah, they do.
Lord of the Rings v/s Star Wars
Here's some truth to power from Clerks 2. Although I do enjoy Lord of the Rings and Peter Jackson did one hell of a job, I gotta go with Randall on this one:
There's one thing Randall didn't mention; that without George Lucas and his innovative special effects of Industrial Light & Magic, LOTR wouldn't have been able to be told on the big screen. So there, LOTR geek guy!
And remember, there's only one "Return," and it's not "of the King," it's "of the Jedi."
And while I'm at it, this is for all you Trekkies out there...you Shatner-loving Spock suckers!
Yay! Star Wars wins! That's what would happen you know.
Seriously though, I do like Star Trek. I thought the re-launch movie was awesome. But c'mon, you all know it doesn't hold a candle to Star Wars.
Although...
There's one thing Randall didn't mention; that without George Lucas and his innovative special effects of Industrial Light & Magic, LOTR wouldn't have been able to be told on the big screen. So there, LOTR geek guy!
And remember, there's only one "Return," and it's not "of the King," it's "of the Jedi."
And while I'm at it, this is for all you Trekkies out there...you Shatner-loving Spock suckers!
Yay! Star Wars wins! That's what would happen you know.
Seriously though, I do like Star Trek. I thought the re-launch movie was awesome. But c'mon, you all know it doesn't hold a candle to Star Wars.
Although...
Thursday, June 3, 2010
He Was Robbed!
I couldn't believe it. As I watched Cleveland's Jason Donald run down the first base line and Detroit's Armando Galarraga step on the bag and seize the ball in his hand from first-baseman, Miguel Cabrera, I thought I had witnessed history. It was close. I thought I had just witnessed the first perfect game pitched by a Detroit Tiger in club history. When first base umpire, Jim Joyce's arms stretched out to indicate Donald was safe, I couldn't believe what I saw. There was no way, NO WAY he was safe. Did I say it was close? After seeing the replay, it wasn't.
The announcers, and certainly the home-town Comerica Park crowd agreed with me. "How could he call him safe?" The deafening chorus of boos rightfully followed. Cabrera let loose on Joyce before the final out, as did Tiger manager, Jim Leland, and rightfully so. As rare as perfect games are, not just a no-hitter, mind you, but a perfect game, I would have decked the guy. Fine me, suspend me, I wouldn't care, other than the call that denied the Toronto Blue Jays the first triple-play in World Series history in 1992, that was without a doubt the worst call I've ever seen. I really feel for Galarraga. That poor kid.
Immediately after the game, if he wasn't the epitome of class and modesty, then I've never seen it. After he had a chance to see the replay, understandably, not so much, even if he and joyce did embrace to show no hard feelings on either side.
"I just watched the replay 20 times and there's no way you can call him safe," Galaragga said. "He needs to do a better job in that situation. It wasn't even close."
Personally, I really don't care if Joyce feels bad about it. It's too late for that. What a dick!
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