I feel like it’s been a long time since I wrote the article Love Is The Answer and I’m still learning the entirety of that statement, but in the meantime my brother made a nifty short inspired by it. Cool.
A beautifully presented short film that you might’ve seen before, but I watched for the first in its entirety today. The tag for the film reads:
Every day: so many opportunities to connect…What if you took just one?
I feel like I make so many fleeting connections on a daily level. If either one of us were to take the initiative, it could turn into something so much more worthwhile. All I really need to do is to back away from my reclusive tendencies and be more willing to let these connections take their course.
Pic via Jonathan Wood
(Adult Language) This homeboy’s got flow for days. He’s raw, he’s vicious and he don’t give a (*&^. Listen to him spit about his hustle & flow. Just another kid who fell through the cracks of the American foster care system. It’s hard to sympathize with him when he’s so damn matter-of-fact about the terrible things he’s done, but its what he’s had to do to stay alive ’til today. He spits hard, ripping into people like he doesn’t care, and he really doesn’t care. He tells it like it is, and he does it with a laid back ferocity that is admirable and genuine. He’s definitely not battling for money (cos he’s got nothing) and he’s not doing it for his pride (because he’s just a step above rock bottom). Like he says in the video, he raps cos it’s therapeutic, cos otherwise he’d be out there breaking the jaws of all the well-kempt fools who ignore him during the day and speed-walk away from him at night. It makes you wonder – does every single homeless person you pass on the street have so rich a story as his? Just watch the video. You’ll see what’s up.
video via d-nice.com
I thought that the only movies I would be geeking out over in the forseeable future would be Terminator: Salvation and mayyyyybe Star Trek, only because what I’ve seen has intrigued – I was never, ever interested in anything Trekkie-related in the past.
But this little trailer for the movie Public Enemies popped up out of the blue. I haven’t heard any of the hype surrounding this movie, but this is the new Michael Mann-helmed project, and if anybody does action right, its Mr. Mann. The story is based around the life of historical bank robber, John Dillinger (Johnny Depp), who in the post-stock market crash depression era perfected the art of finagling banks of their cash stores, usually with the additive persuasion of several henchmen wielding tommy guns. Because the banking institution as a whole was seen in a harsh light at the time for their part in the whole stock market fiasco, John Dillinger was championed as a modern-day Robin Hood and gained notoriety for each succesful heist. It seemed like no bank could escape his judgment, and no jail cell could prevent his comings and goings.
Interesting enough story as is but the truth of the matter is, it doesn’t matter what movie these two actors are in – I’d watch any movie boasting not one but two of Hollywood’s premier actors at the top of their game. Hell, I’d watch a film with Christian Bale & Johnny Depp that had the premise of them taking turns farting whilst wearing ridiculous fat suits and consuming buckets of refried beans with completely zero dialogue – I have that big of a man-crush on the both of them. This movie has the recipe for success, and suddenly 2009 isn’t looking so drab.
pics vis apple.com
Once the opportunity to participate in an early screening of Watchmen was presented to me, I jumped right on it. When I found out that the director, Zack Snyder, was holding a q&a afterwards, my salivary glands went into overdrive like some sort of failed Pavlovian experiment. I’ve been waiting for this movie to come out for a long while now. The only graphic novel to grace Time‘s list of all-time 100 best novels, Watchmen is much more than its medium suggests. The layers, the flawed protagonists, the blurring distinction between good & evil – everything about the novel is practically graphic novel lore – the “Moby Dick” of graphic novels all wrapped in a 12-part serial comic series with the ending sneaking up to smack the (*&)( out of your sensibilities.
It’s quite the undertaking. You don’t just go and take Handel’s Messiah, add a kick and a snare, loop it and call it a hip hop beat. True adaptation takes time and vision, and luckily, the movie got the treatment it deserved. Compared to what the original screenplay had in mind, this final product shines that much more brightly. Without giving away too much, all I really have to say is that I believe that the carefully wrought tone of the movie stays true to the feel of the graphic novel, and though there are some awkward scenes, those very same scenes are also necessary and intrinsic to the weaving of the story. Just a warning – this movie would probably be best experienced after having read the graphic novel. Another warning – this isn’t a superhero movie. It’s a movie about complex human beings. It just so happens that these particular human beings are costumed heroes with their own complexes. Go figure. Oh, and one final warning – Rorschach can and will destroy you.
Relevant video links – 1 Video from the q&a portion via live webstream from my iPhone. Video and sound quality aren’t good at all, but you might be able to catch some of the goodies that were said.
Who watches the watchmen?
pic via gdfht.com
/WOTD/ acute \uh-KYOOT\, adjective: 1. acting keenly on the senses; sharp 2. quick in discernment; drawing fine distinctions 3. of an angle, less than 90 degrees 4. happening quickly, briefly, and severely
I once met a cute girl; she was quite acute.
Movie looks really eerie but I’m still interested. Gondry never ceases to fascinate me. It’s always awesome to see when people come up and get the respect they deserve.
I’m so friggin’ exhausted from this past weekend. There was so, so much going on, and even though it was physically taxing, bodies can recover and it certainly was all worth it.
A bunch of us (@crystal_jean, @oogieoo, @imhenry, @hollyxann, @allanzzz, @jackiejlee, @jessecplee, @krispyapplebee, @ruthchu, @tiffrz to name a few of the tweeters) decided to put on a progressive dinner for the graduating college senior class at church (@g12eddie, @j0shhuang, @chesterhuang, @butterflikisses, @cheekz, @daving, @janeyou, @joobacca, @uhnivek – wow, tweeters be replicating!) to welcome them with open arms to the life we embrace post-college. We divvied dinner up between three houses, progressing it slowly from appetizers to main courses to deserts, with drivers whisking each of the three groups away after the allotted thirty minute time period.
The day seemed to be one long held breath, at least for me. First of all, we were a tad short-staffed. One of the helpers became a driver, and another wanted to document the whole thing on video. So we were down to three, and we set out to make the main course for 40+ people.
We slowly rolled through Costco (http://qik.com/video/1139239), whipped through Staters Brothers, and pretty soon it was go-time. The whole preparation period had the feel of the latter half of an Iron Chef competition – time was ticking and the possibility of our imagined cuisine actually materializing diminishing. With a focused attitude, I humbly began the first task at hand – grating a block of sharp cheddar to shreds. Idiotically, I ended up grating off a sizable chunk of my thumb. It ended up being kinda gross, but it was handled. After that, I was relegated to chop duty, and even though that was the only relatively major hiccup during the whole process, time was still both our friend and foe.
Tick tock tick tock tick. We finished on time but by the end of the preparation period, every member of the team was crippled in some way – Ruth’s ankle has been on the mend for a month now, Becca’s back had given out and she was perma-glued to the massage chair, and my wounded finger prevented me from being near any water for fear of infection (Score! No dishes!).
Cheers to a succesful night.
Hawaii themed dinner – See no evil, speak no evil, hear no evil hula pigs in front of the kool-aid sprite cocktail.
Everything was so colorful.
Teriyaki pineapple meatballs. So delicious.
LOADED mac & cheese. Alfredo, sharp cheddar, bacon bits, bread crumbs. I’m getting hungry just looking at it. I conquered it, but I suffered later, since I’ve developed a semi-lactose intolerance.
The different meats you could skewer on to your kebab with their respective sauces.
This has nothing to do with the progressive dinner. I just took some shots at work, looking for a suitable header image for the work blog.
Right outside the shop. I liked the sky, the oncoming traffic and the church across the ways.