Monthly Archives: December 2010

Let geeks die

We keep our treasures inside and dare not share with the uninitiated.

Welcome to the end of 2010, a year that is certainly remarkable for one reason or another. Just like every other year encountered. It is as remarkable as it is unremarkable. It just depends on how you want to label it. 2010, for me, is many things. I could affix many descriptors to it but those will not serve it any justice. The experience of 2010 is more important than anything I can say about it. Read the rest of this entry

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Is Netflix the future, or will we suffer the wrath of cable companies?

This blog, I assure you, presents absolutely no bias

Netflix has certainly proven itself to be quite the versatile and progressive business in its mere decade of existence. Not only has it all but completely shut down the brick and mortar video rental chains Blockbuster Video and Hollywood Video, but it has firmly entrenched itself among the most popular streaming video content providers online. It seems the company has recently become a threat to cable television and television networks because of its offering easy access to video content. Read the rest of this entry

Super High Me

A very appropriate poster

Doug Benson is an undeniably funny guy, but he is a poor choice for involvement in a documentary or advocacy piece. The film Super High Me is amusing in that it involves Benson going through a 30 day sober period from cannabis followed by a 30 day non-stop period of cannabis use. Obviously, this is a parody of Super Size Me, which I honestly advocate showing to anyone who eats too much fast food or does not understand the effects of a poor diet. Super High Me will never be advocated in that manner. At best, one can advise to watch it when in a group of high or even drunk companions. Read the rest of this entry

Buffy #39 and mishandling fictional death

Fiction that is afraid to take chances is generally not worth taking the chance to read. This is a sentiment I have taken to heart after reading many of the commentaries by Harlan Ellison in both of his Glass Teat collections as well as his collection called Watching. Fiction is supposed to push the reader. Fiction is supposed to make the reader feel something. Feeling good is not the only sort of feeling that matters, nor is a completely positive outcome the only way to resolve a tale. Sometimes sacrifices need to be made. Read the rest of this entry

Neil Gaiman’s The Sandman – The best story you may never read

Meet the family! Clockwise, starting with our Byronic hero at top: Dream, Destruction, Desire, Delerium, Despair, Death, and Destiny.

The subject line makes it clear that the best story I have read this year was in the form of a comic book. Surprisingly, it is not the usual superhero comic that I read week in and week out. Spider-Man, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, X-Factor, and even Young Liars are great reads but pale in comparison to a series that is fast approaching 10 years since its last properly published issue. Neil Gaiman’s The Sandman started in 1989, but non-comic book readers became aware of his work through other sources. Stardust, Mirror Mask, Coraline, American Gods, and even his popular adaptation of Princess Mononoke all pale in comparison to his story about Dream, the anthropomorphized personification of the abstract, and his unpredictable family. Read the rest of this entry

Couples Retreat – funny but lukewarm, aimless, passable

There are posters featuring the African American couple. I swear I never saw them.

Couples Retreat somehow pulled off what otherwise should have been a bad idea for a comedy. Going on a week long therapeutic retreat because a couple are considering divorce due to their inability to conceive is not usually considered funny. Dragging others into it who are not having similar difficulties and discovering that beneath the surface there is definitely tension is hackneyed, and of course it all gets resolved in the end. However, there were some genuinely funny moments in the film. I definitely enjoyed myself until the final act in which everything was resolved a bit too quickly.

There are certainly some things that stuck out, though: Read the rest of this entry