“Naughty vampire god”

A little behind with the films.  To be honest, I’ve been binging some shows – trying to catch up to the seasons on my dvr.  That and the end of summer term have been kicking my butt.  Not to mention (hand spread wide) all this (vague gesture).

The Aristocats: As an adult, I look at this and think, “hey, they never explain who the father of the kittens is/was and what happened to him.”  I suppose it shouldn’t surprise me since Disney is so fond of giving kids only one parent.  Having now had a cat (I use the word “had” loosely since she didn’t stay permanently and the kittens were a little bonkers), I now appreciate more the cat-like behavior and poses the illustrators used in some spots.  The whole “dogs take the basket and Edgar’s hat” subplot seems just to extend the duration.  But who can’t swing to “Everybody Wants to be a Cat”?

Aeon Flux: I had forgotten a number of the details of this one.  I knew it was part of my “anti-utopia” collection, but I had not watched it in at least ten years. And I had not watched the TV series.  So it was a bit odd to be watching it now – what with the pandemic on and all.  I have a feeling I will get that with a number of films as I go through my collection.  Plus Jonny Lee Miller!!  I admit that I’ve liked him since Hackers – and his work on Elementary was amazing.  I wish I could have seen him in Frankenstein with Benedict Cumberbatch – though I would have wanted to see it both ways, which would get expensive.

AVPR: Yeah, well, I did get the whole set for a steal.  It’s not good.  And I really hate the “rich kids act like dicks to the poor kid with a crush on the rich girl” trope.  I can’t say it doesn’t happen – I have no knowledge – but it’s so tired.  Sure, teenagers are jerks.  That’s true – I was one – I can confirm it – it’s the hormones.  The most interesting part is probably looking at actors and thinking – hey, that’s young Shawn from Psych!  And Sam from True Blood!  

The A-Team: I grew up with this show.  A guy in my class used to call himself Murdock and act silly (What ever did happen to Mike Powell?).  I watched a few episodes again a while back – and they are endearingly improbable.  That said, I love this movie.  It’s silly and over the top and absurd and entertaining.  I imagine the screenwriters, late at night, a little tipsy, laughing their butts off about the tank flying and taking bets on whether that scene makes the final cut into the final.  Besides – Liam Neeson, Bradley Cooper, Sharlto Copley, Patrick Wilson?? – so much fun.

Aliens . . . “Another glorious day in the core!”  One of the best scenes for introducing characters.   In a matter of minutes, we get brief lines which establish personalities for the Marines.  (Not fully fleshed out characters, but sense of some of them as individuals.)  So many great lines.  Top ten quotable films – plus Michael Biehn (totally on my very first freebie five list ).  

Alien3 : (not sure how to make it into a cube – and that is what I always call it – Alien cubed.) The revised cut is better in some ways – at least the dog doesn’t die.  Still annoyed about Newt and Hicks, though.  It was creatively written for not having access to weapons – but Ripley could have gotten more support if she had just told the doc what happened (aside – Charles Dance! May have to move The Golden Child up in the rotation).  

Alien Resurrection: I know not everyone liked it, but I did.  It was an interesting way to extend the character – and didn’t involve retconning Ripley being saved from the boiling liquid metal.  And Ron Perlman is always fun.  Weaver certainly got to be more of a badass in this one.  And of course, the tired “corporation/military is the enemy” trope.  It might be a nice change of pace if the corporation was actually the good guy.

But what really makes me crazy – after watching many of these in succession – is the lack of consistency with the aliens.  I suppose you could argue “different types would take different gestation times”.  But honestly, the amount of time between the facehugger implanting the embryo and the little one bursting out of the chest should be at least close to the same across the shared universe.  Instead it’s a free-for-all.  24 hours or so in one, less than an hour in another, days in another.  Okay, it needs to work with the script, being dramatic and all . . . but just changing it as a crutch is lazy writing.  

Jurassic Park: Yeah, out of order – it’s all about guidelines rather than rules 😉 . . . I remember hearing someone say that Spielberg thought it took too long to get to the island.  I don’t know where he heard that, but it took less than 20 minutes.  I’ve never thought it was too long.  Overall, well done film.  Later I would read the book in a chaos theory and literature class – and was surprised.  I’m not sure if I would still think the film was better if I had read the book first (since that seems to have a big effect), but I do think the film is at least equally as good if not better than the novel.

Blade: This is one of the films which helped kick off the new age of comics-based films.  And it was good.  Wesley made the whole thing work.  But the plot – trying to “instantly turn” everyone in the Blood God’s path?  Um, if everyone is a vampire, then who do they feed on?  They’ll be stuck feeding on animals?  And once again, we see that Whistler shoots himself, we see the gun drop, we see the sheet go back over the body . . . and yet in the second one he’s been turned?  Clear case of “oh crap we didn’t really think it would be this successful – how can we get Kris back?” retconning.  Appropriate for a comics movie, though.  Oh, and crossover for Sanaa Lathan with AVP.  And I admit, the line about ice skating uphill – the way it’s delivered makes it seem like it should be of deep meaning and importance.  But it’s really just an attempt at a burn?  

My favorite line? “How do you think we fund this organization? We’re not exactly the March of Dimes.”

Reeling in the DVDs, II

More of the movie collection – this is going to go on for quite some time.  And no, I’m not going in super strict order.  I finished the numbers, and now I’m just meandering through the A’s.

300: Rise of an Empire . . . I like Sullivan Stapleton on Blindspot – and Eva Green since Casino Royale – but again with the slow motion!!  I briefly considered timing the amount of slow motion, but that would entail watching it again and I am not prepared to do that at this point in my life.  Thanks to google and the often hilarious Cinema Sins, I know there is at least 30 minutes of slow motion in the first film – and this one feels like more.Handy tip: slow motion does not automatically equal artistry.  But props to the film for working in the word “glabrous.”  (More on my word obsession in other posts.)

*Note – I do collect movies based on comics – one of my things, written some papers about adaptations, etc – and I will be keeping 300 – so since they’re on the same disc, I’ll be keeping 300: RoaE.  Otherwise, might be iffy.  And a personal thanks to the filmmakers since the last two days showcased more man-abs than I’ve seen in years.

Alien – basically summed up as “no one listens to the smart woman who wanted to follow correct quarantine procedure – and everything goes to hell as a result.”  Strangely appropriate for 2020.  I remember that a guy in my class brought the movie book to class one day (they used to put out books of the films with images from the movie as illustrations – I think I have my Star Wars one in a box still – it was a whole Scholastic book fair draw) and it grossed everyone out.  Didn’t see it until years later.

Aladdin – wow, was Robin Williams so funny.  I used to have a VHS tape which had the original version of the opening song (with the “bad” lyrics), but my dvd set does not.  The rug manages to be quaintly human – my favorite is right after “A Whole New World” when Jasmine confronts Aladdin about why he lied about being in the market – Aladdin looks at the rug, who gestures with a tassel in a very human-esque “go on” way and then collapses into a “good grief” posture when Al doesn’t fess up.

Avengers – Okay, I’m a comics junkie.  And a movie junkie.  Of course I dig the Marvel Cinematic Universe.  And this was well done – getting them all together.  I think my favorite bit was Steve handing Nick the $10.  No comment, just passing it over.  My ex said that Natasha’s line, “I don’t see how that’s a party” sounded like me.  I remember in the theatre laughing out loud when Hulk smashed Loki around.

Avengers: Age of Ultron:  “That’s not going away any time soon.”  Yeah, I love Cap.  Almost all the casting, in fact.  That’s part of what made the MCU so good – great casting.  (Not so hot on the Hawkeye casting, but eh.)  I can even go along with changing Ultron to a thing with Tony instead of Hank.  And James Spader is perfect.  But what they did to Quicksilver was practically a crime 

Aquaman – they must have used a real golden for the beginning, because my dog suddenly sat up and stared at the tv.  Aside from that, well, I always feel for Arthur because he often gets the short end of the stick (and I wish I could think of some “fishstick” joke to go here, but my brain is not cooperating at the moment).  It looks impressive.  And it’s better than many other DC movies.  I’m hoping they’ll develop him more with the next one – maybe even go Peter David on him – cheers for the harpoon hand!

Alien V. Predator (AVP):  I admit it, I like this movie.  It’s cheesy but fun.  Mad props for having Lance come in – I’m geek enough to love that blatant pandering.  And I like the franchise combo – makes me want to re-read the Stormwatch issues with Aliens that kicked off the Authority.  The “unrated” version is better in the sense that the story is more complete.  More scenes which tie everything together – it’s only 8 minutes, but it helps.  Though I wonder why they felt they had to cut those 8 minutes.  Maybe some for the gore and the rating?

Ant-Man: We can all agree that Luis is the best part, right?  Maybe tied with just having Paul Rudd as a superhero . . . That meme that was going around – saying Luis should do the “sum up” part for Endgame – I would have been so there for that.  Kind of wish that Micahel Peña had spent his time doing that during quarantine.  

Tomorrow Is Promised to No One

“Some days are diamonds

Some days are rocks”

 

Two years ago today, I was serving as a dramaturge for a production of Twelfth Night.  I was also assistant stage manager and a costuming assistant – these things happen when you can’t say no.  Shakespeare in the Park – a lovely July afternoon.

Two hours before curtain, the actor playing Fabian became ill and needed to go to the hospital (she was in the military – and she’s kind of a bad-ass – so if she needed to go, you knew it was serious).  Community theatre being what it is, we didn’t have a roster of understudies.  The director asked an actor with a smaller part, but he said he did not feel confident switching.  I think the director was considering going on himself.  I said that I would do it.  

It made sense, really.  I’d been at most every rehearsal, I had done detailed annotations on the script, and I’d spent many nights reading parts when people needed to miss.  We even had roughly the same build, so I could fit into the costume.  And, once upon a time, I had been an acting major.  I hadn’t been on a stage in nearly 20 years, but the show must go on, right??  So I crammed like hell and prayed that I wouldn’t throw up.

I didn’t have all the blocking down – and I missed a few lines – but I did manage to get both the longer speeches correct.  It felt amazing.

It made me remember how I loved acting – the fun of live theatre, the joy of the words.  I started acting when I got the leads in my third grade class plays (head pilgrim’s wife and last year’s rag doll, if you must know) – mainly due to my memorization abilities.  Since that evening, I’ve done a couple of local plays (I’ll spare you the Cabaret stories for tonight).  It’s a singular experience, and one I used to enjoy immensely.  I’m glad I got to remember that.

 

A year ago today, I was confined to the house recovering from major surgery – and shocked to hear that a friend had died suddenly and tragically in a bicycle vs car accident.

That sort of thing gives us a very different perspective.

People always talk about living after losing someone – “you have to live for ___ – he/she would want you to!”  It’s a weird way to try to jolt ourselves out of mourning.  To convince ourselves to embrace life even though we’re miserable.

I’ve been thinking about that a lot lately because well, there’s the current state of the world, for one.  But I’ve also lost two friends in the last month, and I’m struggling.  Trying to “live for today” and “make the most of your life!” gets heavy sometimes.  Especially with the stress fatigue that we’re all feeling thanks to the party that is 2020.  

How do we hold on to the feeling, that need to do more and be more and drink deeply of life – without letting it make us maudlin?  How do we keep it encouraging rather than a burden we are not fulfilling?  How do we make it something we are glad to feel despite the pain?

Sadly, I do not currently have the answers.  Though I suppose we can take wisdom from Sleepless in Seattle – and just keep getting up, breathing in and out, and trying.  That’s what we owe ourselves – to keep going.

 

“Some things are over

Some things go on

Part of me you carry

Part of me is gone”