The ramblings… Since I’ve returned from overseas, I’ve kept a file with me (either an open xemacs window, or a piece of paper, or the back of my hand.) wherever I’m at, and when something strikes me that seems worth talking about [on here], I write it down, in the hopes that when I do finally find some free time to write, I’ll have a full list of topics to write about. Well the file has gotten a bit large, but I never seem to have any time to write. This past week has been quite busy, and I’ve been coming down with some sort of illness that is really, really annoying me, and causing me to just collapse and fall asleep as early as 1:00 most nights… Anyway, after a full long day today, I decided to try to write about at least a few of the file entries, with the hopes that if I keep picking away at the list, eventually I’ll be back up to speed. Here’s the first of what will likely take 3 or 4 entries to get through.
Terminator 3 : Rise of the Machines
I went and saw Terminator 3, or T-3, as the kids call it these days, a little while back (the 4th). I didn’t know what to expect, having very much enjoyed the first 2 (well, certainly the 2nd one, anyway.). I hadn’t heard much about it, which made me believe that it either:
2.) I’ve been too busy to watch TV.
My take on the movie? I thought it was quite good. It wasn’t the epic that I hold T-2 to be, nor did I feel it was a lame attempt to do the exact same movie over again with flashier special effects. I thought the movie was first and foremost “fun”. The action sequences were excellent, and while calling them “original” would be silly (seriously, action sequences == “blow shit up“. Once it’s been done, it’s been done.), they did keep to their own style, rather than trying to become another Matrix clone or something. One of the kewl things about the Terminator movies is that the fighting is just pure strength. They’re trying to beat the hell out of each other, and do so with big guns, and throwing each other into walls and buildings. No crazy karate moves, intricate sword battles, none of that. They just grab each other and smash each other up. I think that’s kewl.
Another thing T-3 had going for it was what I will call the “hotness” factor. Kristanna Loken is hot. Claire Danes is also hot. Quite frankly, if Kristanna was chasing after me, trying to kill me, I’d let her catch me… and I bet it would be the most rewarding relationship I’ve ever had with a woman.
The final thing that really made me enjoy T-3 is the ending. I don’t want to spoil it for those of you who haven’t yet seen it, but I will say that it was certainly not what I was expecting, and it’s one of those endings where you can sit around afterwards and try to figure out what really happened, what will really happen, and how everything is supposed to work together. So there you have it. T-3 gets a thumbs up from me. You should see it. I’d like to see it again. So you should see it with me. I’m free this Monday.
Igby Goes Down
Robb was home last Sunday, and so we watched Igby Goes Down, a movie featuring [among others]: Kieran Culkan, Claire Danes, Ryan Phillippe, and Amanda Peet. I’ve already mentioned that Claire Danes is hot, so I guess I don’t need to repeat that (she’s hot). This movie is hard to describe, but I really enjoyed it. One thing this movie has going for it is the dialog. The movie has characters that actually talk to each other, rather than simply recite important bullet points to introduce the next necessary plot element. You can identify with these characters (some more than others, I guess), and when their lives start to unravel, you experience their pain with them. I thought Clair Danes’ Sookie and Culkin’s Igby were particularly wonderful. Their conversations with each other seemed both natural and meaningful. I found myself really feeling for Igby as he took the ride up and then down love’s cruel roller-coaster. Ryan Phillippe’s Ollie was perfectly hateable, which I’m assuming was his job in the film anyway. For me, all he’d have to do is show up, look at the screen and say “Hey, I’m that ass-hat from Cruel Intentions. Remember me? [..and how much that movie sucked?]”. Igby Goes Down also gets a thumbs up, and you should see it. Come on over, we have it on DVD. I think I’m going out to see a movie Monday, so maybe late Tuesday?
Sad but True
While certainly not a new thought, events in the past month have once again reminded me that a great majority of married couples, and married people in general, have no idea how to interact with single people. At all.
I did finally install, and start playing Elite Forces. it’s the First-Person shooter for PC featuring the crew of Star Trek : Voyager. I’ve not had a chance to play it that much, but in the very opening level, you’re fighting against the Borg on their ship, and as you enter different areas, the Borg drones from that area begin to adapt to your weapons. So you’re firing away, and knocking people off, then all of a sudden, your weapon has no affect, and they just keep walking toward you. I’ve found that this instantly creates within me what I like to call “the fear”. (The Fear –> A state of being when one is almost completely certain that any action taken will result in serious pain of death. Ironically, the absence of action will result in certain death.). In real life, “the fear” is a bad thing (see: Riding motorbikes through the hills of Italy.), in a video game “the fear” is the sign that the game has done a fine job of pulling you in to itself. Metroid Prime was so far (and by far) the best game to create and sustain within me “the fear”. By the end, the music alone had me cowering in the corner praying for mercy.
Another interesting thing about Elite Forces is that it’s not just run around and blow stuff up. The second mission was navigating throughout the ship (through Jeffries Tubes, Turbolifts, etc.) to make it to main engineering to help avert a warp core breach. That’s neat.
Off and on for the past 2 weeks I’ve been trying to install and run sendmail, so I can get main here at ronveenstra.com. I’ve failed miserably on every attempt, but near as I can tell, the os was kinda hosed anyway, and the fact that the few things that did work actually worked would be reason enough to have me declared a saint upon my death. (that means it was a miracle, for you people unfamiliar with the rules for sainthood). I did finally decide that in order to get sendmail working I’d have to start over with this machine, do a fresh install of a Linux os, and try it that way. So for the moment, I called it quits and left it as is.