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The movie-watching plans I made last week have, save for a trip to see Priest tonight, mostly fallen apart. I went to visit U Penn's vet school--lovely campus!--and used that as an excuse to drop in on [livejournal.com profile] feiran and [livejournal.com profile] ecmyers for the weekend. Alas, it was not the best weekend for poor [livejournal.com profile] feiran but I had a good time. I ate some truly excellent Korean BBQ for the first time, and that's a pleasure I hope to have repeated often. So tasty! Alas, the incredibly poor performance of Dylan Dog, coupled with no new releases of note being released that weekend meant we missed out going to the movies.

We did, however, finish Smallville. I have surprisingly little to say about it. But not SO little it shouldn't still go behind a cut. (No spoilers!) )

I also caught up on Supernatural on my way down to and back from Philly. The direction this season has gone is interesting. I didn't really think there was any point to continuing a show past the literal apocalypse, but they found a credible enough way to examine the aftermath. It's actually really funny because minor spoilers for end of season five ). I'm not sure I buy that this was evident from the beginning--the twist that was just revealed before the finale seems a little more sudden than reveals in seasons past--but I actually don't mind the direction it has gone.

One thing that intrigued me: nerd rage over the season finale teaser. No spoilers, just some venting. )

Tonight, Priest! I'm so excited you guys. I have only been this enthused so far this summer about Thor, though I haven't got half the expectations for Priest as I did Thor (and, if you recall, my expectations for Thor were decidedly sublevel). I just want to glory in the badness and then go read, finally, [livejournal.com profile] glvalentine 's review that will make all the badness even funnier. I may also be in it for Vampire Cowboy Karl Urban. Not gonna lie, that's a draw for me.
trinityvixen: (insane)
I shit thee not, friends, I'm looking forward to the next few weeks. Yeah, I have to spend (according to my own rules) at least an hour a day (three on weekend days) on studying for my upcoming GRE (four weeks away! aaaaaaH!!!!), but I'm going to see SO MANY movies in the upcoming weeks. I'm driven to the point of distraction over it, even.

I really enjoy seeing movies. This week, I gave myself a break after the hectic one-two-three that was final exam, MAY MOVIE, bridal shower (and Mother's Day, but that was fun, not a chore). I have watched a new movie almost every night. Not all brilliant (back in your corner, Midnight Meat Train), but I haven't lazed about quite this way in a while. And I'm going out to the theater this weekend (hopefully!) and twice next week and once next weekend! After Thor was disappointingly AWESOME, I need the cheesy, hammy badness of something like Priest. I need it bad. Oh, Vampire Cowboy Karl Urban, how can I quit you?

Morning aggravations aside, I'm looking forward to the long weekend, hanging out with [livejournal.com profile] feiran  and [livejournal.com profile] ecmyers (AND FINISHING SMALLVILLE OMG YOU GUYS) and just generally enjoying my last weekend to NOT GIVE A SHIT for two months. Then I come back, study my ass off and do nothing but apply to schools until those aforementioned friends get married. AND THEN I AM FREE. I am going to enjoy THE SHIT out of this summer, you guys. Because come fall, I have to deal with the heartbreak of where I won't be getting into schools outright, the hassle of interviewing at places that won't take me, and, if I'm very, very lucky, the agony of deciding whether to attend the one school (probably in fucking Oklahoma) that will take me.

SUMMER AND MOVIES WILL SET ME FREE. That's what I'm taking out of this. Also, if I hit all four movies I intend to in the next week and a half, I'll be ahead on my 52-movies-in-a-theater-a-year resolution for the first time since, like, January, where it doesn't really count because it was much easier to get ahead when there was only one movie as yet required for a movie-a-week resolution. It might even carry me over past August, traditionally the Death Valley of cinema. (January/February are pretty bad, but that only means they get the so-bad-they're-hilarious shit that no one wants to bother releasing in August.)

If you're wondering if I've snapped, the answer is yes. It's a gorgeous day, I have a long weekend ahead of me, and the promise of fun hangings out with friends and MOVIES MOVIES MOVIES is enough to make me batshit. Sue me!
trinityvixen: (insane)
I've been telling myself, for a solid two weeks now, about all the things I'll do once my bloody test is over and done with. I'm sooooo close to that point, I need to make a list of those things to distract myself with happiness (lest I focus instead on the misery that will be the test and my eventual grade, if the practice tests I've taken are any example).

Lists are calming. I like lists. Especially hedonistic lists. ).

Note to self (or TL;DR for the cut above): Start working on studying for the next test now. You'll thank me for it later. But if you're a good girl, you can have some television. After you study.

Here's a fun thing to make this post worth anyone else's time:
trinityvixen: (win!)
The trailer for the new season of Misfits is up! Spoilers for first season in this trailer, FYI:
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Misfits was just too much fucking fun. I can't disown it no matter how gratingly sexist it could be at times. (The slutty girl's power is to make men want to fuck her so badly they basically try to rape her whenever they touch her. Just saying.) Mostly, it's because I really liked the idea of a bunch of utter losers getting super powers and being rather nonplussed about the whole thing, especially the Irish kid. Who, despite the attempt to cast him in the loveable asshole model, is actually played as an actual asshole. Nobody likes him because he is so standoffish as to be unlikeable! Concept! Yet he is totally watchable and all kinds of hilarious a lot of the time. Still don't like him, but watch him? Absolutely.

I just have to manage until November. Balls. I am already more anxious than I can possibly convey waiting for The Walking Dead to come out on AMC, and that's just two weeks away. Siiiiiiiiigh. I should just be happy I've finally caught up with Supernatural and Smallville. Much as I'm actually enjoying both (!), though, nothing is as sweet as something you can't have. AND DEAR CHRIST, I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THE WALKING DEAD SINCE BEING TEASED WITH CONSTANT TRAILERS ABOUT IT SINCE JULY. (To those of you who went to San Diego Comic Con: I hate you.)
trinityvixen: (blogging from work)
Another year of new television is upon us. I actually made a fucking schedule to keep up. Mostly, I had to. I'd been living with cable and [livejournal.com profile] ecmyers' DVR and now I have to be totally up on my shows myself without either. Everything is starting up again. I haven't even finished last year! I'm not even adding anything new yet! Sure, I want to check out Nikita. I might even glance at Hawaii-Five-O since it got surprisingly stellar reviews. I am not sure I'll even say no to No Ordinary Family--I'll scope out the pilot at least. But none of those have priority when I've got to keep up with (in the order they air) Dexter, Chuck, Weeds, Glee, Project Runway, Smallville (the last season! I can't believe I lived to see this day!), and Supernatural. I'm sure I'm even forgetting something in there.

For all that I want to check out new TV, though, even if I weren't busy, I would probably be skipping The Event. Why? This is why:

Simply put, I can't watch more TV because of other TV. Every time I see posters for The Event, I start giggling because That Mitchell and Webb Look's skit about a game show set post-mysterious apocalypse is fucking hilarious. Not as good as Numberwang, in terms of gameshow parodies, but up there. REMAIN INDOORS, people.

(This post, while inane, does at least use up one of the links I wanted to talk about forever, which is the one from which the above picture comes. Fandom Secrets had a post where someone else linked The Event with The Quiz Broadcast. I felt one with the internet nerds.)
trinityvixen: (blogging from work)
Over vacation, I managed to catch a nasty cold that pretty much flattened me when I let it. I'm at that not-quite-recovered stage where I still sound stuffed up but can breathe. Cough's better, but still very gross-sounding on occasion. At least I don't get those coughing fits so bad that I hurt any more! Woo?

Other stuff happened:
-I got an A in statistics despite bombing the final. There were questions about older material that I didn't know to expect because he didn't send out an e-mail to that effect until after I'd taken it (since I took it earlier). I'd be aggravated except that I got a good grade overall, so that's a wash.

-Finished Prison Break, otherwise known as the most ridiculous TV series outside of Heroes or Smallville that doesn't have either of those series' excuse for its re-cock-ulousness. The mastermind who engineered the first of all the prison breaks became MacGuyver and then Jesus in that last season. It was nuts.

-Speaking of Heroes---CANCELLED!!! Oh thank you. I don't know who to thank--the assorted hosts of Heaven or Hell?--but I thank you. Oh thank you thank you thank you. I'm free! Free at last! For real, I almost cried. I hugged [livejournal.com profile] darkling1 when he told me. So much joy!
trinityvixen: (cylons)
Had to laugh at this assessment of the BSG series finale on io9:

The series finale was written up on 2 cocktail napkins amidst a drunken stupor, 30 minutes before the actual airdate.

That night, we were all watching a live performance of the cast doing history's most ambitious improve performance off chicken scratch notes.


I heartily agree, and I'm hoping to keep that in mind because tonight, I watch Battlestar Galactica: The Plan. I am trying not to let nostalgia for when the show didn't suck get me too excited about this. Failing, but I am trying.

[livejournal.com profile] viridian will laugh at me because I used to totally be on Team Human, but I'm looking forward to spending more time with the Cylons. Because they ended up being marginally less assholish than humanity. (I made a list, once, of the people I deemed to be on Team Not Raging Assholes. Two of the people on it ended up being Cylons.) This is an impressive feat given how they were introduced when they committed genocide. I mean, they're assholes. They're definitely, definitely most of them assholes. They're also infantile in that can't-make-up-their-minds, change-sides-when-the-wind-changes-direction, don't-remember-killing-people-yesterday-that-they-want-to-be-friends-with-today sort of way.

But you know what they weren't? They weren't like the humans, who constantly congratulated themselves on how awesome they were. They fucked up so much, they make Smallville Clark Kent look successful. They also always were like, "Yeah, we fucked up, but we're people, and we'll get better and it's totally okay that we continue to suck because we're trying. And no one should be mean to us when we fuck up. Because that's mean."

No, really, that was humanity--a bunch of fuck-ups with issues that ran the gamut from meaningful to trivial, with the bias being in favor of those trivial issues taking over for the more weighty ones in terms of what people dwelt on. But you couldn't call them on it. Because that would be unfair. You don't get to judge them until you've survived the destruction of your planet and several years spent as fugitives.

It comes down to evolution--the Cylons evolved in the course of the show, the people didn't and didn't want to when they were pretty much forced to.

The Cylons were all like "We want to be people! Maybe we can be! Let's try! That didn't work! Let's try something else! Oh look, we can be people if we do it this way!" Even EVIL EVIL EVIL Cylons were like, "I am willing to maybe change a little and work with humans if it means I get what I want and then I'm out!"

People were like, "LOL ROBOTS SUX." For four seasons.

So, yeah, bring on the Cylons. I'm sure this will be a disappointment, but hey, ROBOTS! Hot robots!
trinityvixen: (blogging from work)
So this post has to be about something frivolous. Let's talk TV!

For the record, I feel like I've been defeated by the movie/show if I can't get through it. I can count on my one hand the number of movies/shows I've given up on entirely. Skipped some episodes (Smallville season four, ::shudder::), haven't finished the series (Farscape!), watched it in bits and pieces and probably have seen the whole thing but haven't seen it start-to-finish (Silence of the Lambs, and, bizarrely, Casablanca). But I usually finish the damned thing. There are three exceptions I've made on Netflix that I can think of off the top of my head: one was a truly D-level "comedy" that wanted to be American Pie (I got it because the premise and the cast--Heather Matarazzo--inferred it was of higher quality); another was A Guide to Recognizing Your Saints, which, Robert Downey Jr. or no RDJ, I couldn't be arsed to get on with, especially not when Channing Tatum showed up.

The last was the UK version of The Office. I finished it, finally, but it took some doing. (No spoilers!) )

Whew. I had far too much to say there. I suspect this is going to be one of those posts only I read ever. :)
trinityvixen: (excellent)
I've never been able to see the chick who played Kara-El on Smallville as entirely human. So perhaps this is the best role for her. And Alan Tudyk! OMG! SRSLY you guys, even though BSG has left a bad taste in my mouth of late, I'm totally interested in this reboot now. I'll watch anything with Alan Tudyk in it. (Except I, Robot.)

WHAT.

Feb. 24th, 2009 05:04 pm
trinityvixen: (insane)
SEASON NINE HERE I COME.

Help me. I'll be doing these reviews until I'm eighty.
trinityvixen: (blogging from work)
...another thousand movies I've watched. No, not really. Since I can't possibly capture your attention or wow any of you with my books-read-this-year total, time to do my annual recap of media I've consumed in 2008.

There seems to be a cap fast approaching, as I saw only three more movies in 2008 than I did in 2007. Television, however, fell off dramatically (25 seasons this past year versus 46 in 2007), and frankly, I'm astonished. I've been exercising regularly while watching episodes of television since July. I suppose the caveat there is that since I've been forcing myself not to watch shows when not exercising, I haven't been breezing through entire series of shows in a weekend. (::coughcoughDoctorWhocough::)

My recs and trends beneath the cut!

Movie magic )

Boob Tubing )

I said I wouldn't write about books. Naturally, I wrote THE MOST about them. )

And that's the year that was.

WHAT.

Dec. 11th, 2008 10:30 am
trinityvixen: (horror)
This is a spoiler for Heroes. So, okay, I must put it behind a cut. But you must promise me to read it because I'm flipping the fuck out.

Meet Sylar's Daddy.

SSSQQQQQUEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! )

Okay, back under control of myself now. I shouldn't get too excited. They will only find a way to RUIN this the way they have EVERYTHING ELSE. Not to mention I'm a little over the "Bad Dad!" story line. Seriously, no one aside from Claire has had a nice father, and I'm convinced that if Mr. Bennet weren't Jack Coleman and he wasn't a main character on the show, he'd be a Bad Dad. They occasionally try to make him seem like one. But since Claire's a BRAT, and a poorly written one at that, anything she throws in Mr. B's face is re-cock-u-lous and he looks even better.
trinityvixen: (window)
Done.

I think constantly swiffering my bedroom floor to get up all the errant dust and hair and cutting my finger on a blender blade was a better use of my time than getting this review done. And I still have Smallville left to do. Ayah.

Oh, and my sister is coming by tonight with a new kitty for us to try and make a home for. YAY!
trinityvixen: (who me)
Two weeks worth of Smallville reviews for folk who are interested: one that got away from me in terms of being overly meta, and the one where I would kill for Lois' hair and wardrobe (and the body to go with both). Seriously, we DVR'd this last episode and came in right at the moment where Lois was FREAKING GORGEOUS, and [livejournal.com profile] feiran and I both commented on it. (That, and we knew she had to be evil, 'cause, duh, that's how you know on this show.)

I also love that the editor didn't slap on a pic of Lois being amazingly beautiful but she did find a shirtless Bloomesday pic. Good decision.
trinityvixen: (win!)
Happy Halloween every one! I'm having a goodish sort of day. I've received lots of compliments on my violently orange and black-striped tights, so I feel pretty good. I saw a little boy dressed as Indiana Jones cracking his fake whip and I melted a little. (Stupid fucking ovaries! Die!) So I hope all are enjoying their day before the Day of the Dead.

I'm bored at work (surprise) so I'm just going to talk about stuff. Here goes.

Television!
Still playing catch up it seems. (No spoilers.) )

Movies!

I want to see Max Payne still. And feiran and I need to go see Saw V. Why? Because. That's my only reason.

Oh, and I finally saw The Iron Giant and it was adorable. I love Brad Bird.

Books!

It will take me forever to get through Nixonland, but the eerie similarities to politics nowadays is making it hard to get through at any speed. I get chills and have to put it down. It's also a little densely written.

I finished My Lobotomy which was a horror show in slow motion. A quick read if you want something to make you be glad that mental health medicine has progressed even as far as it has.
trinityvixen: (who me)
It's a shame Sam Witwer isn't generally prettier. It's also a shame that he isn't naked more often. Latest Smallville review is go!
trinityvixen: (wtf)
No, there are lots of words. Most of them have four letters and roughly a bazillion question marks and exclamation points after them. I think I've just about had it. This episode wasn't the worst what-the-fucking-fuck? episode so far this season or anything, but it's just the straw, you know?

For heaven's sake, Prison Break is more realistic and I just spent another season's worth watching them attempt a break out from an entirely different prison. (SURPRISE.)

I think I've also had it with the acting choices on this show. (These aren't spoilers, these are just my thoughts so far.) Just because someone can cry doesn't make them a good actress. (Looking at you, Panettiere.) Milo Ventimiglia is just torture every minute he's on screen. Sendhil Rammamurthy never was very compelling; his latest incarnation is less so. Jack Coleman is pretty much the only person I love and that's because he plays Bennet with a sort of smirk that I can pretend is really Jack Coleman laughing at this goddamned show.

And I think I finally understand why I fucking hate Peter's fucking guts. I credit [livejournal.com profile] ivy03 for pointing this out about Smallville. Her theory of why that show often fails is that it unflinchingly backs up anything Clark says is right or wrong whether or not those of us living in a reality-based mentality believe that he is correct about his declarations. The same is true of Peter. Yes, he's gone a bit "dark" right now, and, yes, he constantly fucks up, but he's still the hero. He says things and they're true--we're supposed to aspire to his level of courage and dedication (though not, I would hope, his level of intelligence--unless you're in one of those "pro-America" states). He's like Hiro, but Hiro is played for laughs. The show backs up Peter without ever laughing at him. Peter is trying, and that gives him a pass on the endless stream of dickish or narcissistic things he's done. Minus a few decapitations, and he's basically Sylar with a hero complex. They were on the same path to different ends for a while; this season just made it explicit as to why. Fuck that noise.

Blargh

Oct. 19th, 2008 08:25 pm
trinityvixen: (bored)
The super spent all day fixing a leaking pipe in our shower and then repairing the tile that he ripped out. And guess who got to sit and wait to let him in and out?

I did get to have two inordinately long phone conversations with my mother and sister. Oh, and I got my Smallville review up at Pink Raygun. And finished the third season of Prison Break. And reported a broken disc to Netflix.

In other words: SO BORED.
trinityvixen: (blogging from work)
I don't know why, but I didn't hate Maxima on Smallville. She was cute enough and she managed not to be entirely repulsive even though she was throwing herself at guys left and right. I didn't hate it.

I suspect that as long as Heroes is determined to break my brain each week, I could probably take just about anything from Smallville. Perhaps this is a good time to watch the entire fourth season, since chances are I never will be able to survive it at any other time.
trinityvixen: (who's driving? OMG it's Sylar)
PR review of Heroes 3.03, "One of Us, One of Them" is up.

Season three has only just started, but I'm wondering which will prove to be worse: the pointlessness or season two or the deliberate plot-and-character torpedoing of season three? I think there's more room in a show like Heroes for boring episodes than episodes that destroy the rules of the world and the characters in it. It wants to have a mythology, but it keeps sabotaging it because things aren't "cool" enough.

It's agonizing exactly because, as I was saying to [livejournal.com profile] ivy03 and [livejournal.com profile] mithras03, things that are half good, half terrible get me more worked up than things that are all terrible. Because you can see where there were chances for the show/movie/etc. to be really awesome and go a really fun direction and the show just blows it. It's like watching the season premiere of Smallville each year: they might have had a half-way decent threat built up over the course of the previous season, but they squander everything in the first episode and then never revisit it.

And that's Heroes in a nutshell, only it doesn't have the routine established like Smallville does, so when they're done with something they lurch away from it and get to make all new and better, grander mistakes in the process of not-learning from the old ones. What really bugs me is that there are ideas that could be explored on Heroes that won't be, and now can never be. AU fanfic reads better than this show right now.

Also, pardon me, but The 4400 did a lot of this better. It wasn't perfect either but at least it enjoyed some internal consistency. Its worst failings didn't break the world the way Heroes' do.

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