Hail and well met
I just can't seem to get enough of watching stuff on YouTube. Here is one I just had to share today.
Laughing as I am typing.
I'm a Matt-Man, yes I am.
Excelsior!!!
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Matt-Man For Something Completely Different
Hail and well met
I just found these on YouTube and had to share them. Watch and enjoy.
Just one more this time..
These are all done by ItsJustSomeRandomGuy. Look him up to see many many more fun videos.
That is all I wanted to post. See you all later.
Excelsior!!!
I just found these on YouTube and had to share them. Watch and enjoy.
Just one more this time..
These are all done by ItsJustSomeRandomGuy. Look him up to see many many more fun videos.
That is all I wanted to post. See you all later.
Excelsior!!!
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Matt-man Bears All!
Hail and well met...
Hail...
HAIL...
Hail?
Ok come out from behind whatever it is you have jumped behind, I was talking metaphorically people. Besides this is a blog, not live and in person. I know the thought of me in all my glory is a frightening thought (right Neal?) but this is a serious post...well as serious as I can muster.
Listen I was reading a blog today and something in it struck me. Then I was working on my MySpace page and something else struck me, HARD. Those things forced me to face something from a new direction and understand what is going on in my life.
As I have stated in recent posts my sense of apathy. How I cannot seem to do anything with real passion or energy. I won't go into the whole thing cause it was long and verbose (like so much of my stuff is) besides that sums it up. Well after reading the blog I started categorizing my pictures on MySpace, I grouped the 37 inch gamers, people I knew from high school and then people from the two stores I worked at/managed. It was while gathering those pictures together I realized something.
I still had strong feeling about the loss of both of those stores, one worse then the other only because I was only assistant manger at the first one; while I ran the second one. It doesn't matter which one hurt more what mattered was that it hurt. I thought I had put these behind me and moved on. It appears that I have not or at least I have not healed from them or something. Then it struck me like a bolt of lighting, an epiphany if you will.
The problem I am having is not that I lack the energy but that I won't/can't/don't invest in anything emotionally, thus the feeling of lifelessness when I do them.
Without investing emotion into something you cannot expect to gain emotion from it, at least not anything that lasts. I know that is true because of what I gained from the time spent working at the stores. I got things out of those experiences, both good and bad but they are there and with me forever. Lately things come and go with little or no lasting impression.
The biggest proof of this is my inability to paint. I have tried on several occasions but again I just lack the energy to get anything accomplished. A few strokes of the brush and then I have to do something else or fall asleep. It is now clear that don't lose energy, there just isn't any there to pull from.
The big question is why? Why am I holding back on investing my emotions into the things that I know I love? What is blocking the flow that was so free before? This is the key and I must figure it out.
What could it be is easy. I answered it myself a second ago when I mentioned the lingering pain from past experiences...oh hell lets be honest cause I missed stating one.
Terri leaving me.
That one hurt and still does on some nights when I am laying in bed alone wishing to hear her voice next to me. Waking up to see her face, her smile and her eyes. God I miss her.
But that is not the point. The fact is I am just not investing my emotions in anything. Well that cannot be true because I do my job with energy and focus. Of course there is little in the way of a threat there as I am over my 1 year anniversary which gives me a little job security. That is not it either, it is more the fact that in all honesty aside from being broke I don't care if I lose that job or not. I don't care if they treat me like shit because I am not there to gain their approval. I don't want to make friends, I am there to work. I do the best I can and if that is not good enough then hard cheese, I don't care. I take a measure of satisfaction in my job and do it well but I take no pride in it. All I do is deliver the mail, like the rest of the quarter of million people that work for the Post Office in their various capacities. I just do my job and sometimes I make mistakes and sometimes I don't, just like anyone else.
Frak it all! I am invisible again.
I think that is what is holding me back. I am afraid of being special, of standing out. It makes me a target and I don't want to get shot again (figuratively speaking of course).
GRRRRRRR!
Well there is only one thing to do then.
STOP IT!
I don't mean going gang busters with my job, I mean with several other aspects of my life that I have let slip away because I know that if pursued there will be a big ole' target painted on my back, my front and all over me. Risk is the thing I am getting at. I am not taking any risks at all. Playing it safe. Lulling myself to sleep with thoughts that if I am patient enough it will all happen. Well that is bull straight from the bull's arse. I have to take risks if I want any of the rewards.
What is that line from "The Sound of Music"
"Nothing comes from nothing, nothing ever could."
If I venture nothing I get nothing, if I do nothing I accomplish nothing. Yeah it means that I don't get hurt, from the outside that is. All the while I am dying a little each and every day on the inside.
I have to fight and struggle and RISK everything. I know there will be pain and loss and failure but I can learn and grow from these. I owe it to myself and everyone that believes in me to do it. I owe it to God because he gave me the ability to do the things I can do.
I just have to be honest here. I don't have a damn clue how to do it.
I will find a way, I have to because I refuse to become a ghost again. I won't. I would rather die and get it over with then go back to that unlife. Since I don't plan on kicking the bucket anytime soon that only leaves me one option.
Get'er done!
I have some work to do. No I have a shit ton of work to do. I had better get started.
May the Force be with you
Excelsior!!!!
Hail...
HAIL...
Hail?
Ok come out from behind whatever it is you have jumped behind, I was talking metaphorically people. Besides this is a blog, not live and in person. I know the thought of me in all my glory is a frightening thought (right Neal?) but this is a serious post...well as serious as I can muster.
Listen I was reading a blog today and something in it struck me. Then I was working on my MySpace page and something else struck me, HARD. Those things forced me to face something from a new direction and understand what is going on in my life.
As I have stated in recent posts my sense of apathy. How I cannot seem to do anything with real passion or energy. I won't go into the whole thing cause it was long and verbose (like so much of my stuff is) besides that sums it up. Well after reading the blog I started categorizing my pictures on MySpace, I grouped the 37 inch gamers, people I knew from high school and then people from the two stores I worked at/managed. It was while gathering those pictures together I realized something.
I still had strong feeling about the loss of both of those stores, one worse then the other only because I was only assistant manger at the first one; while I ran the second one. It doesn't matter which one hurt more what mattered was that it hurt. I thought I had put these behind me and moved on. It appears that I have not or at least I have not healed from them or something. Then it struck me like a bolt of lighting, an epiphany if you will.
The problem I am having is not that I lack the energy but that I won't/can't/don't invest in anything emotionally, thus the feeling of lifelessness when I do them.
Without investing emotion into something you cannot expect to gain emotion from it, at least not anything that lasts. I know that is true because of what I gained from the time spent working at the stores. I got things out of those experiences, both good and bad but they are there and with me forever. Lately things come and go with little or no lasting impression.
The biggest proof of this is my inability to paint. I have tried on several occasions but again I just lack the energy to get anything accomplished. A few strokes of the brush and then I have to do something else or fall asleep. It is now clear that don't lose energy, there just isn't any there to pull from.
The big question is why? Why am I holding back on investing my emotions into the things that I know I love? What is blocking the flow that was so free before? This is the key and I must figure it out.
What could it be is easy. I answered it myself a second ago when I mentioned the lingering pain from past experiences...oh hell lets be honest cause I missed stating one.
Terri leaving me.
That one hurt and still does on some nights when I am laying in bed alone wishing to hear her voice next to me. Waking up to see her face, her smile and her eyes. God I miss her.
But that is not the point. The fact is I am just not investing my emotions in anything. Well that cannot be true because I do my job with energy and focus. Of course there is little in the way of a threat there as I am over my 1 year anniversary which gives me a little job security. That is not it either, it is more the fact that in all honesty aside from being broke I don't care if I lose that job or not. I don't care if they treat me like shit because I am not there to gain their approval. I don't want to make friends, I am there to work. I do the best I can and if that is not good enough then hard cheese, I don't care. I take a measure of satisfaction in my job and do it well but I take no pride in it. All I do is deliver the mail, like the rest of the quarter of million people that work for the Post Office in their various capacities. I just do my job and sometimes I make mistakes and sometimes I don't, just like anyone else.
Frak it all! I am invisible again.
I think that is what is holding me back. I am afraid of being special, of standing out. It makes me a target and I don't want to get shot again (figuratively speaking of course).
GRRRRRRR!
Well there is only one thing to do then.
STOP IT!
I don't mean going gang busters with my job, I mean with several other aspects of my life that I have let slip away because I know that if pursued there will be a big ole' target painted on my back, my front and all over me. Risk is the thing I am getting at. I am not taking any risks at all. Playing it safe. Lulling myself to sleep with thoughts that if I am patient enough it will all happen. Well that is bull straight from the bull's arse. I have to take risks if I want any of the rewards.
What is that line from "The Sound of Music"
"Nothing comes from nothing, nothing ever could."
If I venture nothing I get nothing, if I do nothing I accomplish nothing. Yeah it means that I don't get hurt, from the outside that is. All the while I am dying a little each and every day on the inside.
I have to fight and struggle and RISK everything. I know there will be pain and loss and failure but I can learn and grow from these. I owe it to myself and everyone that believes in me to do it. I owe it to God because he gave me the ability to do the things I can do.
I just have to be honest here. I don't have a damn clue how to do it.
I will find a way, I have to because I refuse to become a ghost again. I won't. I would rather die and get it over with then go back to that unlife. Since I don't plan on kicking the bucket anytime soon that only leaves me one option.
Get'er done!
I have some work to do. No I have a shit ton of work to do. I had better get started.
May the Force be with you
Excelsior!!!!
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Matt-man Says Generation-Shmeneration!
Hail and well met
Welp I was watching something on the computer and a commercial came on and referred to "Generation Z" which got me thinking about the whole labeling thing we have gotten in the habit of doing.
I understand it from a historical stand point but as I look back I realize that it has gone way beyond that. In many cases it appears that people have taken it upon themselves to find out what their "Generation" was all about and tried to life up to it. They have stopped defining themselves as individuals and instead adopt or co-opt the identity of the average person from their "Generation". While they sit around or do whatever they do it is apparent that they are happy as clams in their shells to stop trying to be themselves, individuals and slip into the cookie cutter existence dolled out to them by the "know it alls" whom tell them what it means to be of their "Generation".
I really see it in my generation, that would be the "X'ers" which I didn't really know until doing a little research on the subject. God I love Wikipedia.
Maybe I just don't get it. I have always been outside the "group" so to speak and was quite happy to be there. Being an only child I learned early on to get by on my own, since needing someone else left you vulnerable and incomplete. I mean what happens when someone has life drop in their laps and you are left alone, do you just shut down or do you deal with it? Well I learned to deal with it, on my own. I didn't need to belong to a "group" because I was one, literally, a group of "one";me.
I know that it has severely screwed with my mental and social development. It is probably the main reason I didn't rush off to collage, I didn't need to get away because I had already sequestered myself from the smothering around me. I had, I hate to say this but I see it now quite clearly, convinced myself I was "above" it. I also know I was totally wrong. I had not risen above anything, I had sunken below it. I was off the radar so to speak. Locked away in my room, painting, reading, writing and all the other stuff I did to fill my days and nights while I was alone, avoiding most social interaction.
It is a wonder I didn't end up some crazy basket case sending really nasty stuff through the mail while living in a cabin made from recycled cardboard boxes or something. Luckily I didn't become that although I have no idea what I have become.
In that is the truth of something that tasks me. What have I become? What am I? What am I going to be?
Stupid questions for someone who is 38, or maybe not. I guess that they are common for anyone to ponder at any age. Of course there is the "Mid-life" crisis theory. Yet I know it definitely not that.
I am not ragging on myself. I am not beating myself up. I am just realizing that I may be 38 physically but mentally I really haven't jumped past my mid 20's at best. Don't ask about emotionally, I know I don't.
Things happen for a reason. I know that if I had gone to collage it would have ended in disaster. I mean a real disaster. Were talking about evening news across the world covering the latest details of the crazed happening on that campus where that quiet, reclusive fat kid lost his mind and did something terrible. Trust me I can be honest enough to know I was in no mental or emotional condition for the environment of a campus.
I would have crawled into a shell and locked myself away totally losing touch with humanity not to mention reality. That can only lead to bad places. Trust me I know what lurks in the hearts of men...well at least this man. It would have been scary, no scratch that it would have been totally fracking terrifying.
I digress though as I didn't do any of that. I did manage to get out there a little. I did manage to find friends, something I have a knack for (of course keeping up with them is bit of a problem with me). I have involved myself with my fellow man, a little. I go out...once in awhile. Ok so I don't go looking for companionship and maybe I should.
Crap let me just say it. I am scared of it. Scared of going out into a crowed room of people I don't know and trying to talk to any of them, let alone the women of that crowd.
I am not one for idle banter. I don't chat well. Hell I can barely talk slow enough for anyone to understand and that includes myself. I try but it never works. I end up stuttering if I do and that is something I would love to understand; why do I talk the way I do?. What wires are screwed up in my head that I feel the need to try and speak at the speed of sound. (Ha that was a joke, albeit a bad one)I really have tried to slow down, I notice when I do and I even know when someone won't understand what I am saying. I force myself to slow down and it just causes a traffic jam in my head that comes crashing out of my mouth.
It is probably the second thing I hate about myself. You should all know the first one.
Anyway I again digress from the point and have lost it. No wait that is not true I am trying to escape talking about being mortified of interaction with those I don't know. Trying to weasel out of it. But then again it is my blog and I will quit when I want to. Even if it is an escapist effort to not continue. It fact I am surprised that I haven't stopped and erased this whole thing. Maybe I am trying to work it through. Hopefully I am ready to maybe face it and get over it.
Hmm talking about labeling a generation to my fear of interaction. That is quite a stretch and a little egocentric of me isn't it, turning this post around and about me. I guess I am a little self centered but again it is MY blog, so whatever.
May the Force be with you
Excelsior!!!
Welp I was watching something on the computer and a commercial came on and referred to "Generation Z" which got me thinking about the whole labeling thing we have gotten in the habit of doing.
I understand it from a historical stand point but as I look back I realize that it has gone way beyond that. In many cases it appears that people have taken it upon themselves to find out what their "Generation" was all about and tried to life up to it. They have stopped defining themselves as individuals and instead adopt or co-opt the identity of the average person from their "Generation". While they sit around or do whatever they do it is apparent that they are happy as clams in their shells to stop trying to be themselves, individuals and slip into the cookie cutter existence dolled out to them by the "know it alls" whom tell them what it means to be of their "Generation".
I really see it in my generation, that would be the "X'ers" which I didn't really know until doing a little research on the subject. God I love Wikipedia.
Maybe I just don't get it. I have always been outside the "group" so to speak and was quite happy to be there. Being an only child I learned early on to get by on my own, since needing someone else left you vulnerable and incomplete. I mean what happens when someone has life drop in their laps and you are left alone, do you just shut down or do you deal with it? Well I learned to deal with it, on my own. I didn't need to belong to a "group" because I was one, literally, a group of "one";me.
I know that it has severely screwed with my mental and social development. It is probably the main reason I didn't rush off to collage, I didn't need to get away because I had already sequestered myself from the smothering around me. I had, I hate to say this but I see it now quite clearly, convinced myself I was "above" it. I also know I was totally wrong. I had not risen above anything, I had sunken below it. I was off the radar so to speak. Locked away in my room, painting, reading, writing and all the other stuff I did to fill my days and nights while I was alone, avoiding most social interaction.
It is a wonder I didn't end up some crazy basket case sending really nasty stuff through the mail while living in a cabin made from recycled cardboard boxes or something. Luckily I didn't become that although I have no idea what I have become.
In that is the truth of something that tasks me. What have I become? What am I? What am I going to be?
Stupid questions for someone who is 38, or maybe not. I guess that they are common for anyone to ponder at any age. Of course there is the "Mid-life" crisis theory. Yet I know it definitely not that.
I am not ragging on myself. I am not beating myself up. I am just realizing that I may be 38 physically but mentally I really haven't jumped past my mid 20's at best. Don't ask about emotionally, I know I don't.
Things happen for a reason. I know that if I had gone to collage it would have ended in disaster. I mean a real disaster. Were talking about evening news across the world covering the latest details of the crazed happening on that campus where that quiet, reclusive fat kid lost his mind and did something terrible. Trust me I can be honest enough to know I was in no mental or emotional condition for the environment of a campus.
I would have crawled into a shell and locked myself away totally losing touch with humanity not to mention reality. That can only lead to bad places. Trust me I know what lurks in the hearts of men...well at least this man. It would have been scary, no scratch that it would have been totally fracking terrifying.
I digress though as I didn't do any of that. I did manage to get out there a little. I did manage to find friends, something I have a knack for (of course keeping up with them is bit of a problem with me). I have involved myself with my fellow man, a little. I go out...once in awhile. Ok so I don't go looking for companionship and maybe I should.
Crap let me just say it. I am scared of it. Scared of going out into a crowed room of people I don't know and trying to talk to any of them, let alone the women of that crowd.
I am not one for idle banter. I don't chat well. Hell I can barely talk slow enough for anyone to understand and that includes myself. I try but it never works. I end up stuttering if I do and that is something I would love to understand; why do I talk the way I do?. What wires are screwed up in my head that I feel the need to try and speak at the speed of sound. (Ha that was a joke, albeit a bad one)I really have tried to slow down, I notice when I do and I even know when someone won't understand what I am saying. I force myself to slow down and it just causes a traffic jam in my head that comes crashing out of my mouth.
It is probably the second thing I hate about myself. You should all know the first one.
Anyway I again digress from the point and have lost it. No wait that is not true I am trying to escape talking about being mortified of interaction with those I don't know. Trying to weasel out of it. But then again it is my blog and I will quit when I want to. Even if it is an escapist effort to not continue. It fact I am surprised that I haven't stopped and erased this whole thing. Maybe I am trying to work it through. Hopefully I am ready to maybe face it and get over it.
Hmm talking about labeling a generation to my fear of interaction. That is quite a stretch and a little egocentric of me isn't it, turning this post around and about me. I guess I am a little self centered but again it is MY blog, so whatever.
May the Force be with you
Excelsior!!!
Friday, May 16, 2008
Matt-Man For Great Justice...
Hail and well met
So here I sit with a heavy heart. I was tooling around IMDB and stumbled upon an entry for the Justice League movie. I had a fear that DC would screw it up and from what I am seeing the gun is loaded and aimed at their foot with the finger flexing.
How can this be you ask. Well it is simple really. They lack the screen presence or standing in the industry to pull it off. Also they lack the patience to do it. Here is my reasoning. Marvel is on the cusp of launching what will be the most amazing franchise in movie history, eclipsing even the Lord of the Rings trilogy. Only because there will most likely be more then three of them and will be surrounded by a mounting number of side movies, including the first films for the main characters. Iron Man was the beginning and I have no doubt it will continue with Hulk, Thor and Captain America when they come out. It won't be the main theme of the film but as with IM it will be laced through the film with a reveal at the end. Marvel is willing to take the time and spend the money to secure a recognized group of actors and then draw them all into one film that everyone will go see because of the previous movies. Not to mention the effort that is being made to make these newer films with attention to the cannon of the comics as well as strong cinematography.
DC is just not being as smart about it. First of all the only two characters from the Justice League that have films are Batman and Superman. Now these are very successful in their own right but there has been little or no attempt to draw them together at all. Then you have the fact that neither of the actors that played the characters are mentioned in the cast listing for the Justice League film. Yeah you heard me right they are casting entirely new and unseen actors for these characters for the movie. So you are going to have confusion and mixed performances (can we say the many faces of Batman which weakened that already weak franchise). Ok so that is big check mark against it but maybe they will make up for it with great writing...NOT. After checking out the two co-writers I can only wonder if they didn't just walk out and toss a lawn dart at people walking by the office. The two are Kirean and Michele Mulroney, a brother and sister team with absolutely no writing history at all and I am not joking. Kirean has some acting under his belt on such blockbusters as "Navy NCIS: Naval Criminal Investigative Service", Greasewood Flat, "Touched by an Angel", "NYPD Blue" and both Star Trek: Next Generation and Enterprise. Oh boy with such MOVIE experience I just know we will have a TOTAL SCREWED UP MESS. If his resume is ok then here is what his sis has done... Sunny & Share Love You (2007) (writer and actress)...yeah that is it. At this point I was seeing a movie ending up like the 1994 Fantastic Four that ends up being given away at conventions for free when you buy some anime porn.
Ok so inexperienced writers and out of the blue casting, maybe the director can pull it off. I mean Marc Singer did a wonderful job on X-Men so there may be a fleck of hope, right? Can I get a HELL NO! The gentleman listed as director is George Miller (II) who has won an Oscar. So what films has he done? Well here is the list from IMDB.
# Happy Feet (2006)
# "HBO First Look" (1 episode, 2006)
- Happy Feet (2006) TV episode
# Babe: Pig in the City (1998)
# 40,000 Years of Dreaming (1997)
# Lorenzo's Oil (1992)
# The Witches of Eastwick (1987)
# Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome (1985)
... aka Mad Max 3
... aka Mad Max III (Philippines: English title)
# "The Last Bastion" (1984) (mini) TV mini-series (co-director)
# Twilight Zone: The Movie (1983) (segment 4)
# "The Dismissal" (1983) (mini) TV mini-series
# Mad Max 2 (1981)
... aka Mad Max 2: The Road Warrior (USA)
... aka The Road Warrior (USA)
Ok not that bad...if you want an 80's style action movie or pathetic schlock. I mean lets face it the last film he did was Happy Feet...HAPPY FEET?!?!?!
In case any of you have not seen it (I pray it is all of you) IT SUCKED. I watched about 1/3 of the film before I had to fake stomach cramps so I could excuse myself and come home, which was not that hard given the insipid, sickeningly thin premise the movie tried to doll out. I won't go any further.
Why does DC have to carry this rivalry with Marvel to this extreme? They should take a long look at the success that Marvel is having and instead of getting jealous or self-righteous, get down to business. Start by getting more of the main characters their own really good films, drop the hints and plant the seeds and then damn well deliver on them. It may take a few years but in the end you will have something that will really work, not some half assed attempt to throw something out there to appease the "fans", which may be what they say to press but really it is a slap in the face.
Unless things really change and soon the Justice League movie will be a lost cause.
On a happy note it is listed as "The project is tabled for now".
Well that about covers it for me. Not the usual fare from this blog but I had to get this off my chest. Personally things are ok. Some hiccups but that is to expected. I will weather them and come out on top as usual.
Oh and anyone not visiting the forum should cause I have posted about an event called "Zombie Fest" in October. Not going to go into details right now, probably in next post, but in a nutshell it is ZOMBIE CONVENTION!!!!!
May the Force be with you
Excelsior!!!
So here I sit with a heavy heart. I was tooling around IMDB and stumbled upon an entry for the Justice League movie. I had a fear that DC would screw it up and from what I am seeing the gun is loaded and aimed at their foot with the finger flexing.
How can this be you ask. Well it is simple really. They lack the screen presence or standing in the industry to pull it off. Also they lack the patience to do it. Here is my reasoning. Marvel is on the cusp of launching what will be the most amazing franchise in movie history, eclipsing even the Lord of the Rings trilogy. Only because there will most likely be more then three of them and will be surrounded by a mounting number of side movies, including the first films for the main characters. Iron Man was the beginning and I have no doubt it will continue with Hulk, Thor and Captain America when they come out. It won't be the main theme of the film but as with IM it will be laced through the film with a reveal at the end. Marvel is willing to take the time and spend the money to secure a recognized group of actors and then draw them all into one film that everyone will go see because of the previous movies. Not to mention the effort that is being made to make these newer films with attention to the cannon of the comics as well as strong cinematography.
DC is just not being as smart about it. First of all the only two characters from the Justice League that have films are Batman and Superman. Now these are very successful in their own right but there has been little or no attempt to draw them together at all. Then you have the fact that neither of the actors that played the characters are mentioned in the cast listing for the Justice League film. Yeah you heard me right they are casting entirely new and unseen actors for these characters for the movie. So you are going to have confusion and mixed performances (can we say the many faces of Batman which weakened that already weak franchise). Ok so that is big check mark against it but maybe they will make up for it with great writing...NOT. After checking out the two co-writers I can only wonder if they didn't just walk out and toss a lawn dart at people walking by the office. The two are Kirean and Michele Mulroney, a brother and sister team with absolutely no writing history at all and I am not joking. Kirean has some acting under his belt on such blockbusters as "Navy NCIS: Naval Criminal Investigative Service", Greasewood Flat, "Touched by an Angel", "NYPD Blue" and both Star Trek: Next Generation and Enterprise. Oh boy with such MOVIE experience I just know we will have a TOTAL SCREWED UP MESS. If his resume is ok then here is what his sis has done... Sunny & Share Love You (2007) (writer and actress)...yeah that is it. At this point I was seeing a movie ending up like the 1994 Fantastic Four that ends up being given away at conventions for free when you buy some anime porn.
Ok so inexperienced writers and out of the blue casting, maybe the director can pull it off. I mean Marc Singer did a wonderful job on X-Men so there may be a fleck of hope, right? Can I get a HELL NO! The gentleman listed as director is George Miller (II) who has won an Oscar. So what films has he done? Well here is the list from IMDB.
# Happy Feet (2006)
# "HBO First Look" (1 episode, 2006)
- Happy Feet (2006) TV episode
# Babe: Pig in the City (1998)
# 40,000 Years of Dreaming (1997)
# Lorenzo's Oil (1992)
# The Witches of Eastwick (1987)
# Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome (1985)
... aka Mad Max 3
... aka Mad Max III (Philippines: English title)
# "The Last Bastion" (1984) (mini) TV mini-series (co-director)
# Twilight Zone: The Movie (1983) (segment 4)
# "The Dismissal" (1983) (mini) TV mini-series
# Mad Max 2 (1981)
... aka Mad Max 2: The Road Warrior (USA)
... aka The Road Warrior (USA)
Ok not that bad...if you want an 80's style action movie or pathetic schlock. I mean lets face it the last film he did was Happy Feet...HAPPY FEET?!?!?!
In case any of you have not seen it (I pray it is all of you) IT SUCKED. I watched about 1/3 of the film before I had to fake stomach cramps so I could excuse myself and come home, which was not that hard given the insipid, sickeningly thin premise the movie tried to doll out. I won't go any further.
Why does DC have to carry this rivalry with Marvel to this extreme? They should take a long look at the success that Marvel is having and instead of getting jealous or self-righteous, get down to business. Start by getting more of the main characters their own really good films, drop the hints and plant the seeds and then damn well deliver on them. It may take a few years but in the end you will have something that will really work, not some half assed attempt to throw something out there to appease the "fans", which may be what they say to press but really it is a slap in the face.
Unless things really change and soon the Justice League movie will be a lost cause.
On a happy note it is listed as "The project is tabled for now".
Well that about covers it for me. Not the usual fare from this blog but I had to get this off my chest. Personally things are ok. Some hiccups but that is to expected. I will weather them and come out on top as usual.
Oh and anyone not visiting the forum should cause I have posted about an event called "Zombie Fest" in October. Not going to go into details right now, probably in next post, but in a nutshell it is ZOMBIE CONVENTION!!!!!
May the Force be with you
Excelsior!!!
Thursday, May 08, 2008
Matt-Man...What, you need more?
Hail and well met
Well I sit here typing today with a bit of a conundrum on my hands. You see I found something out this afternoon that should have me devastated. Right now I normally would be stressed out and pissed off, screaming at anything and everything in the 'verse for dumping this on me. Now I will get around to telling you what happened but this has to come first cause it has me, to be honest, scared.
Most of you know me for the light hearted fat man with a penchant for holding in his emotions until he blows (either his top or a gasket...he he he inside joke for now). Not one for handling stress or anger well at all. I try not to vent at anyone cause it is never fair to hurt someone you love for something that is not even remotely their fault and even if it is I tend to turn the other cheek. With all this bottled up emotion I tend to fly off the handle at times over the stupidest things. We all know it is true. Either that or fall into stupid depression from which I have to dig myself out.
Well as I learned what I did this afternoon I expected to sense the coming storm within. I braced myself and even prepared some lines and subjects for my resulting mood. As I stood there and waited for it to come I realized it wasn't. I was shocked but figured it was only a matter of time and it had not fully sunk in. So I went home and waited for it to rise. Time passed as it always does and I find that it is not there at all. Instead I think I feel nothing at all concerning what happened and in a way that worries me more.
You see as of late I have been realizing a new trend in my life. Apathy. A total lack of emotion and desire at anything. I tried with Iron Man and it did excite me a little but as soon as it was over...POOF gone. Nothing is sustained and fades so quickly. I keep trying to work on stuff and quickly fall off into watching something on TV or this blasted computer off the internet (NO ITS NOT PORN!...well not all of it ;) But all kidding aside it worries me that the harder I try and grasp some shred of discipline the easier it slips away.
In the end it worries me that I am falling apart on the inside, fading away. No that is not the right term for it or the idea either. I cannot explain what it is but it bothers me a lot.
So what did I learn this afternoon. Well it seems that my "new" van is not so good. A seal is not working right (hence the gasket joke earlier... come on it was funny)and the cost to figure out what exactly is wrong (not fix it but determine what needs to be fixed that is) would run conservatively around a thousand dollars. Well that is a no brainer. So once again I am on the search for a mail worthy vehicle that I can afford, I haven't even finished paying off this one. You see I should be worked up over all of this and it doesn't even phase me. I don't have any idea where the vehicle could come from nor can I afford another 3 month wonder. Yet here I sit not really caring one bit about it. I plan on just pouring oil down its gullet and drive it only for work. Which should also piss me off as it totally cuts me off from everyone and everything else.
And all I can say is "meh".
I wish life came with a owners manual or at least some helpful tips that popped up when you logged on.
May the Force be with you.
Excelsior!!!
Well I sit here typing today with a bit of a conundrum on my hands. You see I found something out this afternoon that should have me devastated. Right now I normally would be stressed out and pissed off, screaming at anything and everything in the 'verse for dumping this on me. Now I will get around to telling you what happened but this has to come first cause it has me, to be honest, scared.
Most of you know me for the light hearted fat man with a penchant for holding in his emotions until he blows (either his top or a gasket...he he he inside joke for now). Not one for handling stress or anger well at all. I try not to vent at anyone cause it is never fair to hurt someone you love for something that is not even remotely their fault and even if it is I tend to turn the other cheek. With all this bottled up emotion I tend to fly off the handle at times over the stupidest things. We all know it is true. Either that or fall into stupid depression from which I have to dig myself out.
Well as I learned what I did this afternoon I expected to sense the coming storm within. I braced myself and even prepared some lines and subjects for my resulting mood. As I stood there and waited for it to come I realized it wasn't. I was shocked but figured it was only a matter of time and it had not fully sunk in. So I went home and waited for it to rise. Time passed as it always does and I find that it is not there at all. Instead I think I feel nothing at all concerning what happened and in a way that worries me more.
You see as of late I have been realizing a new trend in my life. Apathy. A total lack of emotion and desire at anything. I tried with Iron Man and it did excite me a little but as soon as it was over...POOF gone. Nothing is sustained and fades so quickly. I keep trying to work on stuff and quickly fall off into watching something on TV or this blasted computer off the internet (NO ITS NOT PORN!...well not all of it ;) But all kidding aside it worries me that the harder I try and grasp some shred of discipline the easier it slips away.
In the end it worries me that I am falling apart on the inside, fading away. No that is not the right term for it or the idea either. I cannot explain what it is but it bothers me a lot.
So what did I learn this afternoon. Well it seems that my "new" van is not so good. A seal is not working right (hence the gasket joke earlier... come on it was funny)and the cost to figure out what exactly is wrong (not fix it but determine what needs to be fixed that is) would run conservatively around a thousand dollars. Well that is a no brainer. So once again I am on the search for a mail worthy vehicle that I can afford, I haven't even finished paying off this one. You see I should be worked up over all of this and it doesn't even phase me. I don't have any idea where the vehicle could come from nor can I afford another 3 month wonder. Yet here I sit not really caring one bit about it. I plan on just pouring oil down its gullet and drive it only for work. Which should also piss me off as it totally cuts me off from everyone and everything else.
And all I can say is "meh".
I wish life came with a owners manual or at least some helpful tips that popped up when you logged on.
May the Force be with you.
Excelsior!!!
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
Matt-Man Hails Iron Man
Hail and well met
I am glad to say that the movie surpassed the trailer. It was amazing and that could be an understatement. Robert Downey Jr was absolutely perfect as Tony Stark. His attitude, his mannerisms and his quips were an outstanding representation of the comic book character. Gwyneth Paltrow as "Pepper" Potts was an incredible choice, her chemistry with Robert was golden and on the money. Jeff Bridges as Stane was inspired as I did not see it coming and it is a shame his character died because I would love to see him and Tony go toe to toe again. His demeanor and its ability to change both visibly and vocally was amazing. Oh and lets not forget Terrence Howard as Rhodes and although he had only a supporting role it was excellent and planted seeds for the future...can we say "Warmachine"? I knew you could!
I would go into to the special FX but all I have to say is this...
OMG AMAZING!
Yeah that about covers it.
So all in all I have to say that Iron Man was the current best Marvel Movie...cause Hulk is on the way!
Oh and before I forget if you haven't seen the movie yet, go see it and STAY THROUGH THE CREDITS! It is worth it.
May the Force be with you
Excelsior!!!
Friday, May 02, 2008
Matt-Man on Cloverfield
Hail and well met.
It has been awhile since I last posted. Things around here are doing well. I am in good health of body, mind and soul. Work is just that, work. I have recently revisited an idea I had last year and this time I have found the right way to go. I am still proceeding slowly and really taking the time to understand what I am getting myself into before I jump in head first and smack the bottom of the pool. It should be interesting to see where this takes me and what I get from it.
Now on to the meaning of the title. Well yesterday I bought the Cloverfield DVD and devoured it all in one sitting, well except for the director commentary. The movie is over 5 months old which is hard to believe that only that much time has past as it felt like almost a year had passed. I was a little disappointed with the DVD as it lacked any of the online material that made the build up for the film so much fun. I know that it would have been difficult to put on the DVD for DVD viewing but still at least mention it if not do a complete special feature on it. What was there was interesting and in some ways added to the fun of the film. Then there were a few things that kind of discolored it a little. No that is not entirely correct as I still fully enjoy the film and I am glad to have purchased it. I guess you could sum up what I am getting at by one statement.
This was not a Giant Monster (or Kaiju) movie but a tragic love story set against the backdrop of a disaster.
Yeah that about puts all the facts of it in order. J.J. Abrams is shown saying that his son and him made a trip to Tokyo and while there visited a number of toy stores. There he viewed that Godzilla was still a major factor in Japanese pop culture. He states that he wishes that America had such a monster, King Kong not withstanding. So he gives the impression that this is what stimulated him to make Cloverfield. Here is where I draw contention with his movie. If he set out to make a Kaiju film then it is without question an absolute and complete failure. As a amateur Kaiju film watcher I can say that hardly any of the required elements were there. Yes there was a giant monster but it had only a supporting part, bordering on bit or walk on if not for some later scenes. The conflict with the monster was no where near the center of the story nor did it recieve more then a passing mention in exposition. The army is seen fighting with it but their tactics and plans are never really shown except for the passing mention of the "Hammer Fall" protocol. While there was plenty of destruction of buildings it lacked the scope of the genre. Oh and the end was worse then spending an evening working with your date towards the big payoff only to have her fall asleep in the first five minutes after getting home. Yes there were a few explosions but those fell far short of the end of the film and the last scene didn't even show the monster. Unfortunately by comparison the American Godzilla was a better Kaiju film then Cloverfield.
Now that being said is Cloverfield a bad movie? Hell no! I loved it for what it was as I said before. It was a tragic love story set against the back drop of this monster rampaging around New York. I began to feel for these characters and wanted to know what was going on. I think the most engaging fact of the film is that I wanted to know more about what happened on the tape from the Conney Island day. I was clamoring for scenes. No I didn't want the whole movie to be about it but I found the contrast was amazing as well as the way it continued to draw you back to the humanity of the main character and his connection with Beth.
I was silently routing him on as he struggled with getting to her. Not to mention that along the way he has been watching his brother and friends die off due to this thing, in one way or another. Oh and did anyone else catch the irony of which one of the group survived...yes someone did survive! I totally missed it in the theaters but it struck me right between the eyes while watching the DVD. Ok for anyone that has not seen this film this could be viewed as a slight spoiler so stop reading and go out and watch the movie then come back and read on.
Lilly survives! The quite beautiful young lady gets on the Chopper and gets away! Someone made it out, just not our hero nor his lady which is why I call it a love story with a tragic end in a most classic way. Another way to put it is to call it a Classic Tragic Love Story or CTLS. Kind of looks like a short hand way to say cutlass.
"I'll take Swords for one billion!"
"What? No Mr.Connery that is S Words not Swords."
Sorry but I get distracted sometimes.
What else can I say about this film. I said I love it and then explained why it was not a Kaiju film but a CTLS. I dropped the bomb that someone survived. Hmm I could go into my thoughts on the little critters that fell off the monster but that is a long rant. I have some other insights on the thought process that went into the monster but again to long for this already long post. So I will let it go at that for now. I do want to share my views on the other aspects of the subject of this film so expect it in the future.
I am going to be seeing Iron Man tonight and I am planning posting on this experience but maybe on until Sunday as I work tomorrow and have gaming tomorrow night.
Looking forward to everyone being home, even if it is only for a short time.
May the Force be with you
Excelsior!!!
It has been awhile since I last posted. Things around here are doing well. I am in good health of body, mind and soul. Work is just that, work. I have recently revisited an idea I had last year and this time I have found the right way to go. I am still proceeding slowly and really taking the time to understand what I am getting myself into before I jump in head first and smack the bottom of the pool. It should be interesting to see where this takes me and what I get from it.
Now on to the meaning of the title. Well yesterday I bought the Cloverfield DVD and devoured it all in one sitting, well except for the director commentary. The movie is over 5 months old which is hard to believe that only that much time has past as it felt like almost a year had passed. I was a little disappointed with the DVD as it lacked any of the online material that made the build up for the film so much fun. I know that it would have been difficult to put on the DVD for DVD viewing but still at least mention it if not do a complete special feature on it. What was there was interesting and in some ways added to the fun of the film. Then there were a few things that kind of discolored it a little. No that is not entirely correct as I still fully enjoy the film and I am glad to have purchased it. I guess you could sum up what I am getting at by one statement.
This was not a Giant Monster (or Kaiju) movie but a tragic love story set against the backdrop of a disaster.
Yeah that about puts all the facts of it in order. J.J. Abrams is shown saying that his son and him made a trip to Tokyo and while there visited a number of toy stores. There he viewed that Godzilla was still a major factor in Japanese pop culture. He states that he wishes that America had such a monster, King Kong not withstanding. So he gives the impression that this is what stimulated him to make Cloverfield. Here is where I draw contention with his movie. If he set out to make a Kaiju film then it is without question an absolute and complete failure. As a amateur Kaiju film watcher I can say that hardly any of the required elements were there. Yes there was a giant monster but it had only a supporting part, bordering on bit or walk on if not for some later scenes. The conflict with the monster was no where near the center of the story nor did it recieve more then a passing mention in exposition. The army is seen fighting with it but their tactics and plans are never really shown except for the passing mention of the "Hammer Fall" protocol. While there was plenty of destruction of buildings it lacked the scope of the genre. Oh and the end was worse then spending an evening working with your date towards the big payoff only to have her fall asleep in the first five minutes after getting home. Yes there were a few explosions but those fell far short of the end of the film and the last scene didn't even show the monster. Unfortunately by comparison the American Godzilla was a better Kaiju film then Cloverfield.
Now that being said is Cloverfield a bad movie? Hell no! I loved it for what it was as I said before. It was a tragic love story set against the back drop of this monster rampaging around New York. I began to feel for these characters and wanted to know what was going on. I think the most engaging fact of the film is that I wanted to know more about what happened on the tape from the Conney Island day. I was clamoring for scenes. No I didn't want the whole movie to be about it but I found the contrast was amazing as well as the way it continued to draw you back to the humanity of the main character and his connection with Beth.
I was silently routing him on as he struggled with getting to her. Not to mention that along the way he has been watching his brother and friends die off due to this thing, in one way or another. Oh and did anyone else catch the irony of which one of the group survived...yes someone did survive! I totally missed it in the theaters but it struck me right between the eyes while watching the DVD. Ok for anyone that has not seen this film this could be viewed as a slight spoiler so stop reading and go out and watch the movie then come back and read on.
Lilly survives! The quite beautiful young lady gets on the Chopper and gets away! Someone made it out, just not our hero nor his lady which is why I call it a love story with a tragic end in a most classic way. Another way to put it is to call it a Classic Tragic Love Story or CTLS. Kind of looks like a short hand way to say cutlass.
"I'll take Swords for one billion!"
"What? No Mr.Connery that is S Words not Swords."
Sorry but I get distracted sometimes.
What else can I say about this film. I said I love it and then explained why it was not a Kaiju film but a CTLS. I dropped the bomb that someone survived. Hmm I could go into my thoughts on the little critters that fell off the monster but that is a long rant. I have some other insights on the thought process that went into the monster but again to long for this already long post. So I will let it go at that for now. I do want to share my views on the other aspects of the subject of this film so expect it in the future.
I am going to be seeing Iron Man tonight and I am planning posting on this experience but maybe on until Sunday as I work tomorrow and have gaming tomorrow night.
Looking forward to everyone being home, even if it is only for a short time.
May the Force be with you
Excelsior!!!
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