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A challenge met [May. 2nd, 2004|02:44 pm]
[mood | bored]
[music |Elvis Costello - No Action]

Some whiner in my creative writing class asked me to not write a story wherein the protagonist ends up with a dagger in his foot and a dick in his ear. "Write something romantic," she yelped. Well, on a hot Thursday night at about 4:00am (with no plot in mind) this is about as close as I came. (It sucks, but for some reason my teacher eats this shit up.)


The goddamn clock is moving too fast again. It’s relentless hands stampede ahead, not taking into consideration my disposition. Nothing has been said in a whole three minutes, that’s not good. Something is severely wrong with me. I can’t remember the last bit of conversation, time has swallowed it. Goddamn clock!

My lanky and normally deft musicians fingers fumble with the ketchup. I bite the inside of my lip as I shake the bottle in what must resemble a purely mastubatory act in an attempt to free the sweet red from its confinement. My fries require it, or more precisely, I require it. Thirty more seconds... Goddamn it!

Stupid clock doesn’t need two more sycophants. I avert my eyes from it to my plate of greasy fries with a splattering of ketchup. The grease gave it a shine akin to a glossy photo. I admire my fluffy pompadour as I slowly crushed one of the salt encrusted potatoes between thumb and forefinger and raised it to my mouth, but not before sweeping it through the vibrant red of the liberated ketchup. I chew and smile.

“Now that’s a damn fine french fry.” I manage to blurt out with the half chewed morsel still on my tongue.

Ha! First words in four minutes, and I managed to break every table manner I had acquired in my 20 years of life. Damn fine job, just damn fine. Shut up, clock!

My eyes again glance around the table, this time destined for the window. The image of the parking lot with my reflected visage, fuzzy red sweater and all, made me grit my teeth. I look like shit. Surely this was the asphalt’s fault. I can not have gotten that hideous. Perhaps I should go to the bathroom and consult a real mirror. Can I leave though? Is that taboo at this point of the meal? Oh no! What time was it last? Ugly mocking clock!

My leg begins to gyrate, and it sends the table into a steady 4/4 beat. I’m sure the cup of water appreciated this none too much as it sloshed itself over it’s rim. Stupid, stupid leg. What now? What next? This is such a lost cause. I should just collect my losses and leave now. Why am I subjecting myself to this. This is such shit! I need to talk, but my mind is a void. Maybe something is wrong with me.

There’s a gap between my sweater and the left side of my body. This is so the cold stream of sweat can run, uninterrupted, all the way to my belt line where it is absorbed by my faded hipster jeans. There is no honor in this. This is the most embarrassing, uncomfortable, god-awful, situation, ever! In fact only God himself could create such torment. The clock was his avenging angel, punishing me for my obscene mind and any number of my other sins. Goddamn clock!

My lips part, words almost form, but they seem to trip and fall over my front teeth. I stuff another fry in my mouth, a swift recovery. I’m so done for. Why does shit like this always happen to me! Why me?! WHY!?!

“...”

NO! She said something! I missed it! Think fast, think fast!

“Uh... I like toast... too.”

Awful. I am an awful fat, ugly mess. On top of that, I have the conversation skills of an eggplant. Don’t even look at me clock.

“Uh... what?” She muttered, somewhat taken aback by my outstanding reply.
“I... like you.” I grunted, “an..and toast too...”

If looks could kill, I would have been a pile of dust, the person sitting behind be would probably have a nasty scar too. There is no conceivable way to make things worse than I just did. Stupid goddamn clock stopped dead in its tracks. Cruel bastard. Haven’t I suffered enough? Ugh! Why not just prolong this moment more, huh? I hate you. There is no God, only you, and you just love to mock me! I swear-

“I think I like you too...” she whispered, but I didn’t hear her. My attention focused solely on the faded vomit yellow, pig bastard of a clock above her head and to the left.

My right hand grabs the ketchup and my arm wrenches back. I rise to my feet, with my brown eyes now burning red.

“Fuck off!” I yell as the tendons in my arm snap forward whipping the heavy glass ketchup bottle over the heads of the late night patrons at the Nanuet Diner. The clock explodes into a euphoric cloud of glass, plastic, and vibrant red gore. My shoulders slack and I slump back into my seat with a large sigh.

She didn’t say anything after that. She didn’t have too. Chances are I wouldn’t have heard her anyway over the screaming of the kitchen staff as they ran toward me. My mind was free though. I wandered back and fourth though our stay at the diner. I had made some witty comments about our commander in chief earlier when she brought up politics. She laughed. Before that I harped on the values of comic books and super-heroes.

“Green Lantern sucks,” I mused. “His weakness is yellow! A primary color for god sakes. You could kill him with a marshmallow peep!”

She found my dorky rhetoric cute and disarming. I was doing all right after all. Goddamn clock!

Damn the asphalts’s hard. My hands were scraped up and the sweat under my arms was visible now even through my sweater. I probably shoulda walked out instead of putting up a fight. Oh well. Whatever. Hey, she’s still in there finishing her coffee?! Screw that, let her walk home. I need some sleep.

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Seeing what condition my condition was in. [Mar. 19th, 2004|02:52 am]
[mood | tired]
[music |Cheap Trick - I Want You To Want Me]

So does anyone else feel like they are wasting their young lives? Everyday I watch people around me have fun... why do I feel left out? Why am I whining like a bitch? Why am I not talking to a real person? Why are my pants on the other side of the room? Life definitely needs more twang. Like cryogenically frozen strings on a shallow acoustic guitar, life needs twang... and by fucking god, I'm gonna make a whole lotta twangy goodness come out of this twangless fucking void.

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Oh for fucks sake. [Mar. 5th, 2004|01:02 am]
[mood | accomplished]
[music |Jupiter Jazz]

Instead of starting work on the 8 page paper due tomorrow, I read a comic book... and now I'm telling you about it.

It was the last installment of the Earth X trilogy, Paradise X vol.2. I have to say that it was one of the most unique things I have ever read. For a comic book, it may have been the most intellectually dazzling, brutally philosophical, and emotionally touching of its time. Or at least of what I've read... and I've read quite a bit. It plays with notions so vapid, they are hardly a thought to begin with, and yet the book expands on them until you wanna yell "I fucking get it already!" But then it introduces a new concept that negates the old, I'm pretty sure it does this just to fuck with your head.
Incidentally, this trilogy uses characters that the reader would have to have some knowledge of beforehand. It really is a nod to those with an encyclopedic knowledge of the Marvel Universe. I would have liked to think I was one such person, but I was proven wrong when this book dug up shit so obscure that Stan Lee said "What the hell?" But even I was able to understand it since it manages to give a brief but subtle explanation of most everything they mention.
After reading it, I kinda wanna live it. It's very obsorbing and quite the good read.

So if you have the money (and you know what the Marvel Universe is), pick up Earth X, Universe X vol. 1&2, and Paradise X vol. 1&2.

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[Feb. 12th, 2004|01:48 am]
[mood | cold]
[music |click click, bitch]

All in all you're just a - nother dick with no balls.

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Been a long time. [Jan. 25th, 2004|12:37 am]
[mood | tired]
[music |Bob Seger - Old Time Rock And Roll]

I finally saw a post in a journal (Ike's) that made me wanna post as well.
These are the top 25 songs that have influenced my life, art, music, style, and whatnot. I'll try to put them in some sort of chronological order
... This was actually not that easy to do.

1. U2 - Hold Me Thrill Me Kiss Me Kill Me: Music didn't really enter my life till I was in about 5th grade I wanna say. One of the first CDs I owned (maybe the first) was the Batman Forever soundtrack. When I listen to this song now I realize what probably drew me to it. It had this surrealistic quasi-techno ambience to it. I didn't know who U2 was, I didn't even realize I was listening to computer generated sounds. It was just there. The song hasn't stayed with me sadly. Now that I've heard U2 I can happily claim to enjoy some of their other songs more than this one.

2. Survivor - Eye of the Tiger: Big jump from U2 eh? Well it's explainable. See I played trumpet in the band in elementary school (and highschool... I was am a dork). In either 5th or 6th grade I remember we played Eye of the Tiger for the concert, and even though I haven't picked up a trumped in the past 3 years, I'll bet I can still play that fucking song.

3. Iron Maiden - Fear of the Dark (live at the Ishallen): This is a big one, a real big one, a real LIVE one. The first Maiden album I ever bought was A Real Live One. At the time I didn't even realize I was buying a live album, I didn't even know they existed, but I had heard of Maiden through my cousin and when I next visited the record store I picked out the ablum I thought had the most badass cover-art I had ever seen. To say the least, it blew me away. I still know this version of Fear of the Dark, down to every laugh and comment Bruce makes during the song. It's everything a song should be, heavy, epic, and fun. I knew then that I wanted to make this kind of music, it was just made to be. To this day Maiden is my favorite band
and despite the countless versions I have heard (live and not) of this song, this is my favorite.

4. Jimi Hendrix - Highway Chile: Arg! This song stirs that emotion for one reason. In middle school I let a friend, Lets call him Chris Brundage, borrow a CD that I have yet to get back. It was my Jimi Hendrix: The Ultimate Experience CD which was a collection that I have yet to find in stores again. I've considered buying it online somewhere just because thats what kind of connection I made with it. I was already into Maiden at this point, but I wasn't into the guitar untill I heard this song. I remember buying it while I was on my yearly trip to Maine. I think I must have kept this song on repeat about half of the way home (an 8 hour drive mind you). I slept to this song. I memorized every sound. Thats how fucking good it was. It rocked me in ways I didn't know were possible till the advent of sex.

5. Rage Against the Machine - Know Your Enemy: Talk about powerful music. Screaming... Anger... these were things I was aware of, but when I heard this song it middle school it was like I had never known anything but happy rock and roll. This song had aggression, and it was an outlet for my then budding teenage angst. I still listen to Rage's self titled and Evil Empire, but this is still my favorite Rage song, and I still get all riled up when I hear it.

6. REM - It's the End Of The World As We Know It: Heh. What can you say about REM that hasn't already been said. It's not my favorite REM song by a longshot now, but back then... I had the damn thing memorized. I think that was the first music video I ever saw and recognized.

7. Beastie Boys - Sabotage: To this day I don't own a Beastie Boys album... and I'm ashamed of that fact. My buddy John let me borrow one of their albums for a week (ended up being about a month before he threatened me to get it back). This song was on it. It rocks. The whole album rocks. They rock in general. Oh and to this day, it's still my favorite fucking music video. I love that shit.

8. Metallica - Enter Sandman: My real gateway into the real metal scene. Sure I had my Maiden, but this was different. This was heavier, way heavier. I headbanged to Metallica. I air guitared to Metallica. But the one tribute that shows my respect to this song is that it was the first complete song I ever played on guitar. Sure it's overplayed now, and many Metallica fans snuff their noses at people who only know this song, but it's still one of their best, and you fucking know it.

9. Meatloaf - Bat Out Of Hell: I won't lie. I fucking like Meatloaf, and not just the meaty goodness that sometimes graces my dinner table. When I heard this song, I went nuts. It's pianos, it's guitar, its... opera... Its great. The whole album is wonderful actually, but I just remember being taken with this song first. It's a great rock song, and if I could sing like that, I'd cover it.

10. Tchaikovsky - Marche Slave: Playing trumpet in concert band introduced me to the classical greats. This and the 1812 Overture stand out in particular though. I love it. I'm a sucker for classical music, play some for me. Chances are I might not even know who the fuck it is, but I'll listen for hours and hours. I think this cultured me a bit. Did it? I doubt it.

11. Iron Maiden - Die With Your Boots On: Somewhere around this time I heard this song. It's been my favorite Maiden song since... and that’s about it.

12. AC/DC: I didn't list a song for a reason. They were the first band I ever saw in a respectable venue (MSG). At the time, I only had one album (Let There Be Rock), but after that show I went out and bought about 4 more. I have to say it was something I'll never forget. Ever. Not to mention that it was my first time on my own in Manhattan which was cool, and it was the first time I was hit on by like a 30 year old lady in leopard print spandex pants. This show is still #3 on my all time favorite live shows list.

13. Yngwie Malmsteen (with Alcatrazz) - Evil Eye (Live): I saw this on video before I had heard the song before (or any Malmsteen song) and my eyes fixated on the fretboard and my brain melted. His hands moved in ways that the devil himself couldn't follow. It was amazing. I had never seen anything like it before in my life. I immediately tried to replicate him and failed miserably. It gave me something to work toward musically even it it wasn't the style of music I was aiming for. To this day I can only play one or 2 of his songs in any kind of entirety, and not even up to speed.

14. Anthrax - I Am The Law: Rhythm Rhythm Rhythm! That’s what I was looking for and Anthrax had it by metric shitloads. Scott Ian was a rhythm guitar machine. Their songs drove on it. It's the kind of music that makes the gas pedal sink to the floor. This song gets props for being about a comic book, now we're crossing interests!

15. Stevie Ray Vaughn - Crossfire: Holy hot shit it's Texas R&B.; The blues man. Rocking blues. This shit drilled me hard. I love Stevie's music more than I love glazed donuts, and thats a whole lotta lovin. I wish I coulda seen him live. I have videos of him playing live, but I have a feeling it just doesn't do him justice. I've never seen more passion for playing the guitar. Ever. To say he's my favorite guitar player of all time may be an understatement. I love what the guy did, and I honestly can't say enough convey how strongly he's influenced me.

16. Queen - Another One Bites The Dust: Eh, we're getting a little bit outta order here, bit I really don't care. Queen is awesome. This is one of the best songs to drive to ever (cept for maybe Motely Crue's Dr. Feelgood Album). Yeah, thumping bass, and Freddy Mercury singing away. Great song. Influenced me somehow I'm sure.

17. Led Zeppelin - Over the Hills and Far Away: Another song I love to play on guitar and just noodle with. One of the first Zeppelin songs I ever heard and the one that will probably always be in my head. I've always loved to just mellow out to this song. Such a stress reliever.

18. Bob Seger - Turn The Page: Always a classic, always gets me singing. Just a song that I don't know if life would be worth living without.

19. Bloodhound Gang - Legend In My Spare Time: ...dude, it's a Bloodhound Gang song... like I actually have something meaningful to say about it. It has inspired many a sing-a-long though, I will say that.

20. Me! - Rocksalt Dreams: The future is now baby, and the best is yet to come :)

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Just dandy [Dec. 16th, 2003|02:01 pm]
[mood |Shitty]
[music |Diamond Head - Am I Evil?]

I haven't updated for two reasons. One is that I blocked cookies from livejournal and therefore couldn't log in without a pain in my ass procedure to unblock said cookie (not really that hard but I'm lazy). The second reason is that I just don't give enough of a shit to post my feelings online so that you losers can read them and sigh "He's so shallow. I like to have sex with men so shallow."

Allow me then, to update you on life as I know it. Finals suck, papers suck, Hofstra sucks, dicks suck, Giants suck, Jets suck, life sucks. I know I'm a pretentious little twat, deal with it. No one is forcing you to read this garbage. Fucking do something with your lives. shit.

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So we meet again... [Oct. 1st, 2003|11:02 pm]
[mood | content]
[music |Angra - Wasted Years (Maiden Cover)]

Sorta...

This post is about freedom, about life, about God... fuck it.

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Huzzah! [Sep. 28th, 2003|09:45 pm]
[mood | creative]
[music |The Knack - Good Girls Don't]

New comic up for the enjoyment of the masses.

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Teh Ghey! [Sep. 18th, 2003|06:38 pm]
[mood | cranky]
[music |Fuck you]

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What the hell?! [Sep. 16th, 2003|01:26 pm]
[mood | crappy]

10 bands i've been listening to lately
::01:: Motorhead
::02:: Megadeth
::03:: Iron Maiden
::04:: Mr. Big
::05:: KC and the Sunshine Band
::06:: Stevie Wonder
::07:: Metallica
::08:: Whitesnake
::09:: Anthrax
::10:: Your Mom

09 things i look forward to
::01:: Not dying
::02:: Paradise X Vol.2
::03:: Halflife 2
::04:: Supreme Power #3
::05:: Thor: Vikings #3
::06:: 1602 #3
::07:: Going back home
::08:: Killing you
::09:: Having time to make another comic

08 things i like to wear
::01:: White shirt
::02:: Black pants
::03:: Black coat
::04:: Black tie
::05:: Black sunglasses
::06:: Black men...
::07:: I mean...
::08:: nothing...

07 things that annoy me
::01:: School
::02:: Not making any money
::03:: Art History
::04:: The sky
::05:: Shaving
::06:: Community showers/bathrooms
::07:: Tumors

06 things i love
::01:: Sex
::02:: Sex
::03:: Sex
::04:: Sex
::05:: Counter-strike
::06:: Well.. I really don't get any sex

05 things i do everyday
::01:: School
::02:: Eat
::03:: Die a little inside
::04:: Play Counter-strike
::05:: ...poop

04 people i want to spend more time with
::01:: My friends
::02:: Women who want to give me sex
::03:: Anyone who wants to give me money
::04:: Garth... Brooks?

03 movies i could watch over and over again
::01:: X2
::02:: The Big Lebowski
::03:: Power Rangers

2 of my favorite songs at the moment
::01:: Motorhead - Overkill
::02:: Megadeth - Holy Wars

1 thing i'd rather be doing
::01:: It's really a shame I used the "your mom" joke already cause it works here.

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Yo ho [Jul. 30th, 2003|01:16 am]
[mood | creative]

The new Double Jump is up. I need peeps to be votin 5 yo! Come on, do it for your old pal Vinny.

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Whoa [Jul. 29th, 2003|04:38 pm]
[mood | drained]
[music |Motorhead - Overkill]

Damn, I musta been real tired when I wrote that last night. It's a wreck. I sound like a real bitchy emo kid. AAAAnyway, the concert rocked.
Motorhead had the first set. They didn't play for very long and had shitty mixing... but it's Motorhead, they still kicked truckloads of ass. They closed with Ace of Spades followed by Overkill, it doesn't get much better than that kiddies.
Next was Dio... They sounded good, much better than I though. They played Rainbow In the Dark, all was good.
Then came Maiden... of god, they rule. Seriously one of the best performances by ANY band I've ever scene. They have such great stage presence... and their fans rock too. It's quite ungodly to see 50 year olds run around the way they do, but they do it, and still manage to play flawlessly.
I saw Metallica about 2 weeks ago, and they were nothing compared to this performance. Nothing can touch a group that has played together that long and still loves to play just for the sake of their fans, no corporate bullshit.
They opened with Number Of the Beast followed by the Trooper. What an opening! They had a giant lighted "666" behind them for NOTB. I blinked along with song as the crowd chanted 666 like a mantra... it was beautiful.
They never missed a beat, played basicly every great song in their repertoire and one new song off the upcoming album. It comes out the first week of September(which is also my birthday, yay!).

So um, to sum up the show: Rock.

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I'm bleeding... [Jul. 29th, 2003|02:32 am]
[mood | cranky]
[music |the hum of my air conditioner]

Well, my toe is anyway.

I have work in 5 hours so I'm gonna try to bang this out real quick like.
I've been thinking a lot about my future, and you know what conclusion I came to? It's not too bright. Denis Leary is right. Life does suck when you grow up. No helmet is tough enough to keep me safe from the impact of adult life. I have a couple of pipe dream ambitions which are pretty much akin to a little boy wanting to be an astronaut when he grows up. It’s rather sad and very frightening to think about it. I go to a shitty school, and am studying in a particularly useless field. I’d love to write and illustrate comics all day long if I could. Starting up a book under an independent press seems like such a good venture. I think I’m more apt to be struck by lightening on my wedding day than I am to have a successful independent book. It’s funny I mention my wedding day too actually. I doubt I’ll every find a suitable companion… well one worth a $10,000 rock anyways. Seriously though, if you find an attractive young lady that reads comics, plays video games, watches shitty movies, and digs Iron Maiden… you send her my way. Oh and the catch is she has to like me as well… what are the odds?

Bleh, I’m lowering myself too much with that self-loathing dribble. I think the real reason I’m getting this way is just that I see no way outta here. I DON’T want to be living at home with my parents at 25. I DON’T want to become a hack in a field I’ve never made it in, and I DON’T want to be a worthless nobody for the rest of my motherfucking life. I swear to fucking Christ that I’ll find a way to strike it rich. I’ll be able to do whatever the bloody hell I want to. I’ll make a living off of what I love to do, and that my friends, is where I will find happiness. Wouldn’t hurt to have a nice woman there too but lets not push it eh. One step at a time, day by day.

Oh and I saw Motorhead, Dio, and Maiden last Friday… A-Fuckin–Mazing!

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I need your help [Jul. 23rd, 2003|03:10 pm]
Hello, anyone who reads this can do me a HUGE favor and go to my comic - Double Jump and vote 5 on as many of my issues that it will let you (theres only 6). See I was in the #1 spot till some jackhole voted 4 for me and knocked me out. Please help, many thanks to you.
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Life as I know it. [Jul. 21st, 2003|03:48 am]
[mood | dirty]
[music |Bloodhound Gang - Legend In My Spare Time]

Alrighty, time to update people on my horribly uneventful life. I Just bought a new computer for startes... so that has eaten up ALL of my money. It's really quite a kickass machine though, now if I could only find my copy of Black&White; in the mess I call a room.
I'm working a lot, big suprise there. I have a 9 hour day tomorrow... or today depending on how you see it. I don't usually count it as the next day untill I've slept, then I really start to get fucked up if I stay up through the night. A Monday will merge with Tuesday and become Muesday or something like that, I'm not really sure how that works yet.

Oh I've also picked up work on my WebComic. I think its going rather well. Cartooning has always been rather therapeutic to me, and to see it in a nice finished form like that gives me some satisfaction. I'm just glad my stuff gets read at all. If you do go visit my comic and enjoy it, leave a comment and vote 5, it'll make my day.

...I actually had to look up "Therapeutic" to spell it right... I'm an english major who can't spell, theres probably other spelling errors in here too, along with grammar problems... like this sentence I'm typing right now... damnit.

yeah so... bye.

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Goobla [Jul. 12th, 2003|05:12 am]
[mood | awake]
[music |it's fucking late, who plays music at this hour?]

I made a web-comic... worship it motherfucker.

If the page isn't working its cause their server is down temporarily, but check back to see if it is later.... motherfucker.

Fuckin a', it's 5am already!

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Sodomy! [Jul. 6th, 2003|12:56 am]
[mood | artistic]
[music |Power Rangers theme song]

I'm begining to hate my pencil. I doodle and doodle day in and day out, but I come up with total shit. Finally I came up with this gem a couple minutes ago. Not bad, better than before... but still not very good.


Oh yeah, my vacation was cut short by a painful trip to the hospital. Long story short, I got a hellicopter ride into the city from way upstate and was admitted for 4 days. Bah!

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Hulktacular [Jun. 22nd, 2003|09:44 pm]
[mood | complacent]
[music |Journey - Only the Young]

Went to see the Hulk opening day. Aside from having to sit very near the front row it was an enjoyable experience.

Let me tell you first that the movie was nearly two and a half hours long. I can't stress that enough. Character development is vital here, and they do a good job with it. We are prevy to Banners childhood and his fathers crazed attitude toward him. Non comic book fans get a mouthfull which might be hard to chew during the first 30 minutes. Fans of the books can focus in on whats happening and whats been changed in the movie transition. Some people tired of the first hour (he doesn't transform till about an hour into the movie) but they get their entertainment later on.
As for changing of the character and story, I'm glad to say there isn't much. The details of Banners work and transformation (It wasn't from a Gamma Bomb but just Gamma radiation) are rearanged in a way that makes both fans and non-fans happy. It became a little more realistic to me.
The Hulk himself looked great. The CG work on him was fantastic. Boo to those people who said he didn't look good, or looked like an oversived Shrek. Hulk ruled. He was big, scary, and very mobile.
The man behind the CG Hulk, Mr. Bana had a great performance. He looked the part of the repressed nerd. Acting, although not the focus in this movie, was right on target. They came across as very fleshed out characters although the leading lady seemed a bit stiff and had weird emotions and reactions at times. It didn't hurt the movie overall though.
A couple other things that I enjoyed about this movie were the comic book type cut scenes. The director made good use of panels, splitscreens, and cutouts to give this movie a very comic book feel.
Another good point was that people never started reffering to the lumbering green giant as "The Hulk." Bana made reference to the name once and that was it.
The one thing that made me cringe while watching was Banners father. I wish they hadn't but another superpowered person in this movie. It should have been Hulk vs. the world, end of movie. He wasn't needed.
blah blah blah I liked it more than Spiderman, but not more than X2.

Anyone else see the Punisher teaser?!?! it looks pretty fucking sweet :)

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Out in the streets where the babies are burned. [Jun. 18th, 2003|01:28 pm]
[mood | jubilant]
[music |Iron Maiden - Fear of the Dark]

Fucking rock. Maiden announced their 13th studio album entitled "Dance Of Death" due to release in September 2003.. my birthday, how special! Supposedly this was the smoothest recording session they've ever had and the best they've ever played. It's also mixed in 5.1 surround too make it extra nice.

The full track listing is -

1. Wildest Dreams
2. Rainmaker
3. No More Lies
4. Montsegur
5. Dance Of Death
6. Gates Of Tomorrow
7. New Frontier
8. Paschendale
9. Face in The Sand
10. Age Of Innocence
11. Journeyman

This rocks way too much.

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More beer you slappywag! [Jun. 16th, 2003|09:12 pm]
[mood | tired]
[music |Metallica - For Whom the Bell Tolls]

So... it has been awhile hasn't it. I know you all love hearing about the wonderful splender that is... me. Well I've got some news for you! I'm boring. I suck. I have no point!

It is in fact summer time for me. I usually don't like the summer, now is no exception. I really hate the heat. It sucks. Can't sleep in the heat cause ya sweat your balls off. Fucking sitting outside I become drenched and stinky, not to mention my pasty white complection sizzles to a painful bright red. The Sun sucks.

On the bright side of life, I got another job at CVS. This means money people... money is good. Money will buy me new computer and books for next semester. God I love money more than I love taffy... and I'm a man who enjoys his taffy..mmmmhhhhmmmm

Oh, did I mention I haven't slept in over 24 hours at this point... and I worked an 8 hour day today... it sucked.

Other parts of my summer have been spent on the set of "12 Steps to the Superhero", John and Joes magnum opus. So lets end this entry with an Eric (the star of the movie) quote. While being covered in 15 bottles of Kiwi Lime VO5 shampoo (or gc-161 as we call it) he whimpers, "My eyes, my eyes, they're burning beautiful kiwi."

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