Giant Monster Movies are Neat

Jaaaaaackson!

So NBC/Universal sent out a press release to say that they are going to premiere the King Kong teaser on the 27th. Here's the schedule if you are interested:

NBC -immediately following "Fear Factor"
USA Network -immediately following "Law & Order: SVU"
SCI FI Channel - immediately following "Stargate-SG1"
Bravo -immediately following "West Wing"
Universal HD - immediately following "Airport '77"
MSNBC - immediately following "Countdown with Keith Olberman"
CNBC - immediately following "Cover to Cover"

If you take the time to look up when all of these shows come on, you will find that the teaser will debut sometime between 7:59 and 8:02 pm CT on each of the aforementioned networks. The "teaser" clocks in at 2 minutes and 30 seconds, so you could almost say that it is a full fledged trailer, but I bet a lot of it will be black screen with text and dramatic music. Oh well. The good news is that the teaser and the website will both hit the net after the teaser debuts on TV. The teaser will also hit theaters on the 29th immediately before War of the Worlds, for those folks who neither have access to the internet nor the ability to stay up past 8 pm (haha Gordo). Until then you will simply have to make due with one of the best pre-release movie websites ever, KongisKing.net.

I know I promised a Man-Bat summation, but I had to work a lot this weekend and didn't have time to go see it again. Plus some of you fuckers still haven't seen it. However, neither work nor compassion for my friends will hold me back for long. Until then...

Kids sing, kids sing...
Diamonds

Falcon out

Do I Look Like a Cop?!?

OK just so there is no confusion, I will put this in the simplest terms possible. Batman Begins is the finest Batman movie ever made and is one of the top three comic book movies ever made. Wow. The Dark Fucking Knight, eh? But seriously, it is a fantastic film and you should go see it as soon as possible. I would go into more detail, but seeing as how the movie doesn't technically come out until today and I want to comment on quite a few things that would spoil the fun for everyone, I will refrain for about a day so you can all go see it.
Seriously. Hurry up. I need to say some things and you all are making it very difficult for me to be a good person. Plus I am really tired right now. It is 6 in the morning, after all. I shall sleep; you all go see The Batman. Now.

Falcon out

I Need a Camera

So I recently looked at my Flickr page and realized that all of my "photos" are nothing of the sort. They are all pictures I have stolen off the Internet to post as little glimmers of interest in my Blog. I think that realization (not to mention the fact that Matt, who has a pretty nice digital camera, made fun of me for it) was one of the most depressing realizations in recent memory. Everyone else's Flickr account is loaded with pictures of their life, their friends, pictures of beaches, and other glorious and/or interesting things they have discovered in the company of their camera. My Flickr page is populated almost entirely by video game characters, phones, and dancing cakes. Nice life I have there.
While I was poking around on Flickr (which inevitably lead to me making the aforementioned realization) I found some really gorgeous pictures of sunsets and night skies and other wonderful things. Motivated to share this glory with everyone else, and having no pictures myself, I thought aloud, "Why don't I put a couple of these pictures up in my Blog?" But then I my mind locked up in the throws of a powerful conundrum... Is it more pathetic to not have a life in the first place, or to steal someone else's in order to try to make up for it? In trying to come up with an answer to this question, I suddenly felt quite unclean; I can either be a wraith or a doppelganger. Nice life I have there.
So I have resolved to get a digital camera. I don't how (I'm broke as a joke) and I don't know when, but, by God, it's gonna happen. And it will be glorious. It won't change the fact that I don't have a life, but I'm sure some night I'll get fuckplowed and take a picture of my balls or something and fuck you all over the next time you drop in to read my blog. In other words, it will be quite amusing for me. So until next time, stop thinking about my balls.

Pump It

Falcon out

It's About Damn Time

Villainy ho!

So they finally made a good Star Wars movie. It certainly had its ups and downs, but the downs were few and far between and the ups involved such things as R2-D2 acting as a sort of "Herbie the Killer Love Bug." Pretty fucking sweet to say the least.
I would love to go into an in-depth review and tell you just about everything that I liked or disliked and why it was so cool that the targeting HUD in the Jedi starfighters was so reminiscent of the HUD in the TIE fighters and all sorts of other nonsense. I would love to do that. But I simply do not have the patience to type it all out. Sue me... I am a lazy man and it's the summer. So instead I am going to concentrate on the character that I liked the most, General Grievous.
To say that I was disappointed in their treatment of Grievous would be a monument to understatement that you could hang your hat on. I had been following the Cartoon Network's Clone Wars series very closely before the movie came out and had thus prepared myself to be kicked in the teeth by Grievous in Episode III. If you haven't seen any of those episodes let me sum their general effect up for you real quick; Tartakovsky unfurled Grievous as if he were some unholy battle standard leading his armies through the Jedi like Moses through the Red Sea. He was a raw, evil, relentless killing machine who could outmaneuver, trap, and subsequently fight not one, not two, but five or so Jedi at a time and still whup their monkey asses.
So there I sat at midnight... waiting. And then it happened. Apparently some time in between the second season of Clone Wars and Episode III, the good general caught a terminal case of puss-itis. I was flabbergasted. What the hell had they done to my favorite evil badass?!? Why did they deserve to live?!? I would have been more outraged but the movie was just so damn good...
Needless to say it just makes me want to see what they are going to do in the cartoon series in order to explain how Grievous could pull such a dramatic 180 in so short a time. So until they finish out that story line, I guess I have no option but to sit here and chomp at the bit.
Great movie overall. All I need of the first trilogy is Episode 3 and highlights from the other two. I believe that rant is sufficient for now. So until next time, keep it real.

Just For

Falcon out

He Lives!

So when I told everyone to "expect some bitchin posts at the beginning of next week," I was a bit off. You see, when I said bitchin posts, what I really meant was a bunch of mediocre garbage. And when I said next week I was referring to 15 days later. My bad.
So anyways, it is already June. Summer is here and I couldn't be more ready. I actually get to sleep in, I do absolutely nothing all day, and then I chill like a villain at night. For instance, today I did nothing but try to rebuild my hard drive. I didn't do a clean install on Tiger (something which I have never done before and shall never repeat) and the new operating system played hell with the existing files on my computer. Two separate times my computer experienced mysterious kernel panics (something which has never happened to me before) after I reset my computer a few times. I finally just wiped my drive and started over from scratch. Oh well... c'est la vie.
Tonight I watched Assault on Precinct 13, hung out with Ben and Jon, and then watched Iron Chef. Pretty busy day. The last two weeks have been pretty jam packed with semi-interesting things and so I will try to get everyone up to speed over the next few days.

Pimpin' All Over the World

Falcon out