Willow ,'Bring On The Night'
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I think I have an allergy to the dispeptic dystopia view of the future. Where everyone is crabby and THEY are keeping us down, yo.
The allergy, no doubt, stems from the dismal truth that then really is now.
S'all I'm sayin'.
And the emotion control thing? So Harrison Bergeron. Or Equalibrium.
Atchoo!
Totally with Sean regarding the Blade Runner love. Fave movie ever.
It's one of those movies that makes the audience do all the work in making the concept profound. I don't need answers, but can't you at least ask the questions? Perhaps I'm just not used to subtlety anymore.
I consider this one of the great strengths of the movie, and a big part of why it is art. It doesn't club you with the big questions (much), it drops in a completely whole world and makes you ask the questions so you can get out.
I really like the voiceovers too. Was it here people were talking about a big re-release in 2005 for the movie, original restored as much as possible? I'd like to be able to stop jealously guarding my vhs copy.
Remember, peeps, quick edit is your FRIEND.
A quick-edited post *never* leaks formatting all over the damn place.
I'm totally missing the profundity of these lines.
Which is funny, because in my exceedingly morbid state, I was thinking about them tonight as we left the house, about how death takes the stories with it, silencing them, so that everything a person has seen and done just vanishes, and how incredibly sad that is.
No, I don't have any idea why I'm feeling exceedingly grim tonight.
But I am, so I was thinking about those lines.
Again.
Which is funny, because in my exceedingly morbid state, I was thinking about them tonight as we left the house, about how death takes the stories with it, silencing them, so that everything a person has seen and done just vanishes, and how incredibly sad that is.
You know what? I was reading them as independent of each other. It works much better when I read it as the soliloquy it's intended to be. Now I see what you're talking about.
Ah cheez whiz. Not me again. Sorry.
You know what? I was reading them as independent of each other. It works much better when I read it as the soliloquy it's intended to be. Now I see what you're talking about.
See? Mucho deep, or somethin'!
It did crack me up to come home and see this discussion, though. On account of the whole had just been thinking about it thing. Now I'm morbid, but amused.
Ah cheez whiz. Not me again. Sorry.
Gave me a chance to exercise my powers for good. Those are rare and shit.
Tonoght I was up for some mindless entertainment. So despite making fun of it, I saw I, Robot. I went in with no expectations except maybe pretty special effects--and that was what it delivered. Nothing about it was original, but lots of shiny stuff to look at.
And, um, Will Smith was good.
And, um, Will Smith was good.
Is it worth it for the naked?
There is naked?
A friend had Bad Boys 2 on tonight. Never saw the first one, or the first half of this one, but if there's one thing Michael Bay can do, it's film Will Smith to look particularly pretty.
Is it worth it for the naked?
He was in an odd pose for a person in the shower. I think the odd pose was so you couldn't see his naughty bits. You could sorta see his butt though.
He goes without his shirt quite a lot.