Got home from the movie and had the BSOD on that brand new computer. I rebooted it. I’m going to go see if it’s crashed again.
Archive for April 6th, 2008
The Ruins. I’ve seen worse. It could have been a lot better. It was poorly edited. There was far too much set-up, especially since there was no way to make us like the characters, and that left too little time for the horror. What horror was there was pretty good. Let’s just say you may never eat salad again after seeing it. I didn’t read the book, so I don’t know if it was the book or the screenplay, but the movie is even more archaeologically uninformed than Apocalypto. I can’t really say more about that without giving it away.
I could say there was far too much screaming and crying and whining and sobbing, but that goes for any horror movie. But there was way too much screaming and crying and whining and sobbing.
Several gratuitously violent scenes, but it’s by no means torture porn.
Not entirely a waste of money if you’re bored and have nothing better to do, and certainly not a movie that would tempt you to demand your money back, but if I were you, I’d wait until it comes out on HBO.
One week until Scott’s starts selling those roasted pork sandwiches on the farm!
We raise them, we roast them!
Just cause one of these shows is on now . . .
First, we have Sell This House! (A&E?). It works like this: We have a house that’s been on the market for months and hasn’t sold. The shows videotapes potential buyers walking through the house, saying things like, “I hate the color of the paint! I hate the couch!” The show then brings in hack designer Roger Hazard, who paints the walls (he also paints over wallpaper, which should be an automatic death penalty), moves the furniture around, and then the homeowners swoon all over his artistic genius. Finally, the same potential buys are brought back into the house, and now say, “I love the paint color! I love the couch, it has such a pretty sheet over it! I want to buy this house!”
Then, we have Moving Up. If you ever watched Trading Spaces, you’ll remember Doug Wilson, that obnoxious SOB who did everything he could to make the show a train wreck — you know, like painting a house to look like a jail cell and replacing all the chairs with seatless toilets, very creative. He hosts this show, and he’s even more of a sneering sack of cow feces than he before. The show works like this: We have three couples. Couple A is buying Couple B’s home, and Couple B is buying Couple C’s home. Couples A, B, and C have radically different tastes. Couples A and B (we never see C’s new home) hate everything about the house they’re buying, so they move in, tear down walls, put up walls, remove ceilings, add staircases, you name it. At the end of the show, Doug has the couples come back and look at their old home and provokes them into making nasty remarks, videotapes it, and shows it to the new homeowners.
What I want to know is where do they find these idiots?
Don’t like the couch? Who would decide not to buy a house because they don’t like the couch? Don’t they realize the couch doesn’t come with the house? Ditto for the paint. Are they too stupid to know they can paint the walls, and that the color of the paint isn’t the house? Frankly, I think these potential buyers are plants, and that the whole show is phony, even the homeowners who fawn all over that idiot Roger Hazard because he had enough intelligence to paint and they didn’t.
On the other show, the participants are even stupider. For one thing, these are expensive houses in neighborhoods with ridiculously high real estate prices. So they buy houses they hate? And it wouldn’t be an issue if they just repainted, but they don’t. They hate the whole architecture of the house. So why did they buy it? And from what they do, they must spend nearly the amount of the house on remodeling.
I suspect something’s fishy going on in this show, too. For each episode, they have to find three couples who are playing ring around the rosie with each others’ houses, all of whom have radically different tastes, all of whom are stupid enough to buy a house they hate everything about and are willing to double their investment (instead of just finding a house they like), and all of whom have to agree to be insulted by Doug Wilson on national television.
And I’m betting a lot of these idiots on Moving Up have lost their houses because they threw their money away on houses they hated, then more or less rebuilt, and now want the government to bail them out.
Once I realized what 21 was, the movie about the MIT card counters in Vegas, I had a problem: Which movie today, The Ruins or 21? So I read a bunch of reviews of both, and when I found a review of 21 that said, more or less, watch the History Channel documentary instead, that settled it.
The Ruins it is.
Is calling McCain a warmonger the way to spread hope and unity? Note the contrast with how McCain reacted when his introducer savaged Obama a few weeks ago.
Because McCain is the adult in the race. But back to Instapundit:
Obama, however, doesn’t seem able to stand up to the haters on his own team.
Obama doesn’t have the guts to stand up to anyone or anything — that’s enough reason to keep him far away from the White House. If he were in jail and Bubba walked up to him, Obama would grab his ankles and give Bubba the soap. That’s why leftists love him. He’s castrated. He has no guts. Leftists love weak, spineless . . . uh . . . people accidentally perversely born with penises.
Oh, right. Obama said McCain wasn’t a warmonger. Sorry, but if you’re stupid enough to fall for that, when Obama is still running the 100 years in Iraq lie, then you need to be sterilized before you reproduce.
I don’t trust Hillary, but Obama makes me want to puke.
