“He’s an awesome bunter.”
“So then he’s Buntastic?”
“Dance, puppet dance!”
“That’s all right, the hookers and blow will kill me long before the little black cubes do.”
“Wait. What did we just do?”
“We’re being followed around by a giant insane killer robot.” “I see that.”
We watched the new Transformers movie last night on Pay Per View. Why, oh why, did no one tell me to go see it on the big screen? I can’t even count how many times last night I said “we should’ve seen this in the theater”. Of course, I spent most of the movie laughing out loud, repeating things, or talking to the screen. So maybe it’s a good thing I saw it at home.
I didn’t watch the cartoon back when I was a kid, so I vaguely knew about it. I mean, who can be a geek these days and not have heard of Optimus Prime or Megatron? But still, the only reason I watched it last night was because WhatsHisFace wanted to and I’ve been a pseudo-fan of Shia LaBeouf since I watched the movie Holes (To WhatsHisFace: that is the name of the movie and I’m putting it on the Netflix queue cause you need to see it. To Jasmine: No that is not a porn movie!). What’s not to like? It’s got a charismatic kid/teen lead, a strong but gorgeous romantic interest, explosions, stupid government officials, smart government officials, hackers that help save the day, courageous and hot military guys who also happen to be smart, and giant robots.
I ended up becoming even more of a fan of both LaBeouf and Michael Bay. The Autobots delighted me. The actors were great. There were moments in the movie that caused me to laugh harder than I have in a long while. There was just something about Mojo (his chihuahua) peeing on a huge alien robot. And not just any Autobot, oh no. Mojo peed on Ironhide, the weapon specialist. And it just gets better when Sam apologizes by telling Ironhide that Mojo has dominance issues. Tiny dog, huge robot, dominance issues. It still gives me giggles.
Ironhide: You have a rodent infestation.
[aiming cannons at Mojo]
Ironhide: Shall I terminate?
Sam Witwicky: No! No! This is a chihuahua. We love chihuahuas.
Ironhide: He’s leaked lubricants all over my foot!
Sam Witwicky: He did? Bad Mojo! Bad!
Ironhide: Bad Mojo! Ugh, this is gonna rust…
Then there were other moments that almost made me cry. Mostly having to do with Bumblebee. I was really not happy when the government twits took him prisoner and tortured him, but the real capper was when he was crawling on the ground to get to Sam towards the end. They’re just lucky he turned out all right, that’s all I’m saying.
I ended up wandering around the house after the movie doing the “Autobots, ROLL OUT!” quote. And I have to confess that when I went out into the garage to get a drink mid-movie, well… I looked at my little sports car (Celica) and really kind of expected it to transform. But I definitely did not ask it why it wouldn’t transform for me, no, uh uh, nope, wasn’t me.
Rating: Solid A
I’m paranoid. I’ve read several blogs now about people who have gotten comments with book spoilers. *
And there was apparently some spoilers in a New York Times article.
I think I might have to just shut everything down until after the weekend. Dorky, I know. But I want to have the story told to me the right way. Which is the way the author wants to tell the story, not by having the ending blurted out of turn.
Oh, and if the hot dog eating competition guy actually knew what he was talking about, then I will be finding him so I can kick him in the nads. Count on it.
* – For those of you under a rock, I’m talking about Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.
I’m paranoid. I’ve read several blogs now about people who have gotten comments with book spoilers. *
And there was apparently some spoilers in a New York Times article.
I think I might have to just shut everything down until after the weekend. Dorky, I know. But I want to have the story told to me the right way. Which is the way the author wants to tell the story, not by having the ending blurted out of turn.
Oh, and if the hot dog eating competition guy actually knew what he was talking about, then I will be finding him so I can kick him in the nads. Count on it.
* – For those of you under a rock, I’m talking about Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.
I read an article on /. (also known as SlashDot) yesterday about terraforming Mars. If you don’t know anything about SlashDot, it’s a site posting links to articles and news relevant to all flavors of geeks. But the articles are only half of the fun. The hundreds (sometimes thousands) of comments on each posting are usually a ton of fun to wade through (or you’ll hate them with the heat of a thousand suns, as with all things your mileage may vary).
Anyway, the SlashDot guys (SlashDotters? Dotheads? There should be a name in there, I know it) don’t think terraforming Mars is viable, or don’t think it’s a good idea, or are just plain Negative Nellies as usual.
I went another way. The thought that we might be close to even thinking about terraforming another planet just gets my rocks off (get it? terraforming, rocks? never mind). From as far back as I can remember, science fiction/fantasy has been my favorite book and movie genre. I used to think it was just because those stories were about fantastical places and people – things very different from me and my life. But as I’ve gotten older, I think it’s something else.
I mean, my favorite stuff is all about how people are people wherever you go, and no matter what they look like. But the common thread in all of my favorites, is that there’s something more. Sometimes it’s another planet that we get to step onto, or another dimension which brings about a different way to get there, but it’s still stepping onto someplace new. Sometimes it’s a new thing here on Earth: the faerie realm crash landing back in our awareness or bleeding back into reality, or vampires/faeries/werewolves/witches who have been here all along, or even some odd phenomenon that completely changes everything around.
Basically, anything that’s not my everyday life. Anyway, terraforming Mars, pictures from the Hubble telescope, the latest Riddick movie, I like me some sci-fi. Now if someone would just bring back Farscape, I’d be a happy camper. *
All pictures courtesy of the Astronomy Picture of the Day.
* – I miss Winona. And the leather, can’t forget the leather.
I read an article on /. (also known as SlashDot) yesterday about terraforming Mars. If you don’t know anything about SlashDot, it’s a site posting links to articles and news relevant to all flavors of geeks. But the articles are only half of the fun. The hundreds (sometimes thousands) of comments on each posting are usually a ton of fun to wade through (or you’ll hate them with the heat of a thousand suns, as with all things your mileage may vary).
Anyway, the SlashDot guys (SlashDotters? Dotheads? There should be a name in there, I know it) don’t think terraforming Mars is viable, or don’t think it’s a good idea, or are just plain Negative Nellies as usual.
I went another way. The thought that we might be close to even thinking about terraforming another planet just gets my rocks off (get it? terraforming, rocks? never mind). From as far back as I can remember, science fiction/fantasy has been my favorite book and movie genre. I used to think it was just because those stories were about fantastical places and people – things very different from me and my life. But as I’ve gotten older, I think it’s something else.
I mean, my favorite stuff is all about how people are people wherever you go, and no matter what they look like. But the common thread in all of my favorites, is that there’s something more. Sometimes it’s another planet that we get to step onto, or another dimension which brings about a different way to get there, but it’s still stepping onto someplace new. Sometimes it’s a new thing here on Earth: the faerie realm crash landing back in our awareness or bleeding back into reality, or vampires/faeries/werewolves/witches who have been here all along, or even some odd phenomenon that completely changes everything around.
Basically, anything that’s not my everyday life. Anyway, terraforming Mars, pictures from the Hubble telescope, the latest Riddick movie, I like me some sci-fi. Now if someone would just bring back Farscape, I’d be a happy camper. *
All pictures courtesy of the Astronomy Picture of the Day.
* – I miss Winona. And the leather, can’t forget the leather.
Ooooh – me wantee me wantee!!!
For all of you non-geeks, it’s the new iPhone.
In other geek news, I got to code in perl today. Man, I miss coding. This PowerBuilder and PL/SQL stuff is fine and all, but it’s not really coding. I need the nitty gritty I guess.
Ooooh – me wantee me wantee!!!
For all of you non-geeks, it’s the new iPhone.
In other geek news, I got to code in perl today. Man, I miss coding. This PowerBuilder and PL/SQL stuff is fine and all, but it’s not really coding. I need the nitty gritty I guess.
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