For the record, I am painted green in today’s strip because I want to be more like The Hulk.
And yes, I am wearing pants.
I didn’t get an opportunity to watch this, the first-ever all-pirate Super Bowl mostly because I have been spending the weekend installing laminate flooring in my kitchen. Most of my spare time has been spent recuperating.
But consider yourself lucky that you got a strip today. I could have very easily sawed off a thumb. I was dealing with circular saws, compound miter saws, even tiny handsaws for three days straight.
This basically makes Cami’s one-liner in the last panel perfectly moot in the real world. I operated power tools, dammit! POWER TOOOOOOOLS!
All things the same, I did get to see the trailers in question… just not during the Super Bowl. All of them I caught on line long before Sunday.
I saw the first few Hulk teaser trailers a while ago and think they’re very well done. The don’t show much of ol’ Jade Jaws, and that’s good. The people involved in this movie know half of the draw is seeing how they put a 8 foot tall green behemoth on the screen.
I’m still pretty amazed that Ang Lee is directing this thing. I mean, this is the same guy who directed Sense and Sensibility. It doesn’t add up.
The latest Daredevil trailer makes the movie look really good, but I’m still afraid Ben Affleck is gonna screw it up. He wouldn’t have been my first choice to play The Man Without Fear. Hell, Matt Damon would be better! But, like I sucker, I go see it.
Terminator 3 looks lamest of the bunch. For some reason, this seems like Ah-nold’s last hurrah as an action hero. I don’t seem him making any more pictures like this.
The plot of Rise of the Machines looks predictably lame. To up the ante, there is an even MORE advanced Terminator coming after John Conner – the T-X. And, of course, it’s a woman. So what do they send back in time to protect him? Another T-800 which, by this point, must be shockingly behind the curve-technology wise. And why are the outsides of these things getting more wrinkled and leathery? Hmmm…
Anyway, that’s it for current stuff. Here’s some gristle to chew on…
Last Friday’s strip got a very strong response. Apparently a lot of you feel just as strongly about Jerry Bruckheimer as I do. But I’m beginning to think it’s less and less the fault of producers like him, but instead, the sweeping gullibility of the American public. Did anyone else see that Darkness Falls was #1 at the box office this weekend? Expect some commentary on that this Wednesday.
Secondly, last Friday I made mention of an e-mail I received from “a certain Carmike Cinema employee” who told me how Kangaroo Jack sold out two showings in his theater. I was mistaken when I thought he wished to remain nameless. That was not the case.
So, credit where credit is due, Adam Douglas is the one who provided me with that heart-stopping statistic. Sorry, Adam.
I guess you could say I’m just trying to put right what once went wrong. Kind of like Dr. Sam Beckett in Quantum Leap…
In an attempt to head off any questions:
1. Yes, that picture of Ah-nuld DID appear in a recent issue of People Magazine.
2. No, it is not his head super-imposed onto the body of some fat European on holiday.
3. No, I did not steal it from Something Awful.
4. Did Cami actually use this image in an attempt to dissuede me from seeing Terminator 3? Yes, oh yes – sly minx that she is.
As I write this, I am miserably hot. I just spent the evening helping Cami pick up trash at Yankee Doodle Pops – an orchestral event set to fireworks that my wife helps to organize every year.
Thursday was the hottest day we had all year. It was 94 degrees, but the humidity (or “heat index”, as they like to call it) makes it feel like 112. And this isn’t a “Oh, it’s a dry heat” kind of feeling like you get in Arizona. Oh, no. It’s more of a muggy, my-underwear-is-sticking-to-my-kidney kind of feeling.
And by-the-by, if you think picking up the garbage of over 85,000 people who came crawling out of the woodwork for a free show is fun… think again.
This has been the second night in a row where I have lost a few pounds just by sweating them off. The other night was at the Deftones show. GREAT concert. Somehow I wormed my way up to the front and against the barricade and now I have the bruises to prove it.
Again, if you think having 1,000 people smoosh you up against an immovable gate while burly security men glare at you is fun… well, it is! I could have done without all of the crowd surfers clocking me in the back of the head, but that’s the nature of the beast.
At the end of the show, Chino took a stage dive and I got to catch him. Well, not me ALONE – but you know how it works. He was the only crowd surfer I didn’t mind gouging my eye out with his thumb.
Other than that, I plan on having a kick-ass 4th of July. I can only hope the same for you as well.
I apologize this blog didn’t have anything specific to say about movies, but I haven’t gotten a chance to get out and see the new releases. Maybe on Saturday I’ll have an opinion on the new offerings.
Until then, have a fun and safe holiday!
I hope everyone had a fun and safe 4th of July weekend. I would say mine was memorable… but, well… let’s just say I’ll share that story when you’re older.
I have to admit that I’m feeling slight pains of geek-guilt for not yet having seen Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines. Word of mouth has been very strong. And it’s first place $44 million dollar at the box office this weekend was a bit of a surprise to me.
I think part of the apprehension stems directly from what the strip addresses – while at first glance, this year has been a bumper crop movie-wise for the fanboys, the results have been lackluster. I don’t need another nail in the coffin of one of my favorite franchise anti-heroes.
But now that notices are coming back positive, I feel a little guilty for not having more faith. Hopefully I can reverse the situation and check things out tonight. If that’s the case, I’ll let you know my thoughts.
I think I’ll leave it at that. I guess I’m not feeling super talkative for a Monday. Maybe later.