I so wanted to LOVE the movie Gone Girl.
What could go wrong? David Fincher is my favorite movie director, Trent Reznor usually rocks out a damn good movie score, and the book itself is a good one.
In fact, it was me hearing that Fincher was doing Gone Girl that made me pick up the book to begin with.
But the movie was so disappointing that I don't even want to get too much into it!
It was so devoid of the usual trademark Fincher + Reznor darkness moody pressure tension feeling that I have come to be fanatical about. What did I get?
A piece that is more suitable for fucking made for a B network TV movie.
And that's not even my cold/flu talking.
I don't want to break up with Fincher. I have not given up yet.
I do want Gone Girl to get gone fast.
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Sunday, October 12, 2014
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Blame Canada (or, a haiku slash random thoughts on how much I love this country)
I am so excited that it is (was) Canada Day long weekend. I am more excited that it is a long weekend. Anyway, this is how I spent the days leading up to it (and during, I suppose).
Thursday
Woke up at dawn and ran 4 Km.
Went to work super excited about the possibility of leaving work early (helped by moving meetings around and/or cancelling them altogether).
Listened to Top 100 hip-hop songs of the 90s (skipped any west coast gansta s*** except for Gin and Juice and G-Thang; desk-danced to Wu Tang Clan, Tribe Called Quest, Leaders of the New School, etc).
Worked on status reports.
Researched Roatan, Honduras (for upcoming winter vacation).
Worked on status reports.
Ate chicken souvlaki & rice courtesy of the nice cafeteria lady.
Kept working on status reports (while listening to 90s hip-hop and desk dancing).
Realized that I had a 3 PM conference call that I couldn't skip!
Did more research on Roatan, Honduras while participating in conference call as I listened to hip-hop and ate dried apricots.
Called Sunwing to inquire about the Henry Morgan Resort in West Bay, Roatan.
Called Sears Travel (shout out to Amanda Johnston who is the best Sears Travel agent I've come across so far).
Booked a 2 bedroom villa in West Bay, Roatan at Henry Morgan.
Motored home so I can receive fax, sign and fax back the paperwork.
Had dinner at Niji.
Went to bed at 1:00 AM (a luxury, since in order to do my dawn of the dead runs, I have to be in bed by 9:30 PM at the latest).
Friday (Canada Day)
Woke up at 11:30 AM (sooooooooo goooooooooooooodddddddddddddddd).
Asked Greggy to bring out the lounge for me so I can lay out in our Rivendell-esque backyard.
Laid out in the sun until 5 PM while reading Tina Fey's Bossypants.
Made roast chicken using bone-in thighs and boneless thighs, roasted garlic mashed potatoes, uber garlic Caesar salad.
Watched Hall Pass with Greggy.
Went to bed at midnight-ish (I think).
Saturday
(Greggy went to Port Dover & overnighted (?) overnit (?) stayed overnight at his best friend's cottage with the crazy dudes from Hammer).
Woke up at 10:30 AM.
Picked up one of my (only) good friends JBER, for some much needed catch-up time over lots of food.
Went to Golden Griddle. Do note I watched Man v Food the day before and have been jonesin' for some pancakes and sausage.
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What me and JBER had: pancakes, sausage, bacon, chicken, perogies, scrambled eggs, (he had an omelette), home fries, bread pudding, cinnamon buns, honeydew, Diet Coke (he had a coffee).
Checked out JBER's Ford Escape, since I'm thinking of SUVin' it next year (maybe).
Went to Marshalls and bought clothes. Insane after eating the above. But I'm feeling good about myself since I can eat that and run it off, suckas.
Went home. Realized T was home... this is a very rare sight these days. We decided to go to AMC and watch Midnight in Paris.
Snuck in an Isagenix shake in the theatre. I know I'm getting old when I also sneak in my Obusforme back support pillow - which I didn't use - since we got there 5 minutes before the movie started and people would have seen me sneaking in a shake and a roll.
Went home.
Decided we wanted to watch another movie, so we Rogers On Demanded the Season of the Witch. Not bad, but not life changing either.
Went to bed at midnight.
Sunday
Woke up at 8:30 AM.
Went downstairs to feed Pepper, then I brushed (combed?) her hair to try and get rid of the damn undercoat. She sheds like crazy, but I love her anyway.
Drove T and her friends to Sunday church.
Went back home and alternated watching GMA Pinoy TV and a travel show called "Which Way To..." (Egypt, for this episode).
Went to Adult Swimming Lessons at Olympian Swimming (12:30 to 1:30).
Went back home, laid out in the sun until 3:30 PM while continuing to read Bossypants.
Greggy's home now, all hung over and sunburned. I just finished washing my hair. Time to eat a healthy dinner, so Memories of Japan here we come.
Friday, April 22, 2011
Hanna and Eskrima
Watch it. Do it.
Eskrima (also known as Arnis and Kali, also spelled as "Escrima") is a weapons based martial art which comes from the Philippines. It is the national sport of the Philippines, and has a very long history of combat effectiveness. Only recently has this art become more conspicuous in many countries and enjoyed the popularity of other more traditional Asian arts. Its difference from other martial arts is that the student is taught to train with weapons from the very start, rather than starting on empty hands training (like many martial arts do). This type of training builds manual dexterity in the practitioner and also trains faster conditioned responses to various attacks. Although it is weapons based, it also includes striking (kicking and punching), wrestling and grappling, and even groundfighting, as well as teaching practical defenses against most weapons. In the Philippines it is referred to as Arnis in the northern islands (Luzon), is known as Eskrima in the central islands (Visayas), and is known as Kali in the southern islands (Mindanao).
Source: black-eagle.org
In Hanna, Eskrima was one of the techniques little miss Jason Bourne was playing with in the first few minutes of film.
There is an Eskrima school near me (also sometimes referred to as Kali or Arnis).
Eskrima (also known as Arnis and Kali, also spelled as "Escrima") is a weapons based martial art which comes from the Philippines. It is the national sport of the Philippines, and has a very long history of combat effectiveness. Only recently has this art become more conspicuous in many countries and enjoyed the popularity of other more traditional Asian arts. Its difference from other martial arts is that the student is taught to train with weapons from the very start, rather than starting on empty hands training (like many martial arts do). This type of training builds manual dexterity in the practitioner and also trains faster conditioned responses to various attacks. Although it is weapons based, it also includes striking (kicking and punching), wrestling and grappling, and even groundfighting, as well as teaching practical defenses against most weapons. In the Philippines it is referred to as Arnis in the northern islands (Luzon), is known as Eskrima in the central islands (Visayas), and is known as Kali in the southern islands (Mindanao).
Source: black-eagle.org
In Hanna, Eskrima was one of the techniques little miss Jason Bourne was playing with in the first few minutes of film.
There is an Eskrima school near me (also sometimes referred to as Kali or Arnis).
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Amateur Movie Reviews - 6 - The Rite, Inception
I watched Inception twice: once in the theatre when it was just released and last night at home with Greggy. I still don't see what the big deal is other than the really cool effects, skinny Heath Hedger look-a-like Joseph Gordon-Levitt, and Eames. I really liked Eames.
The Rite was alright (are you throwing up in your mouth?) and Anthony Hopkins is creepy in the film.
And so are demons. Demons are very creepy and scary, but thank God (yes, pun intended) that I believe there is a higher being that ultimately looks out for the good of all mankind and the universe, including, but not limited to, parallel universes... plus I'm a good person overall, so... I feel somewhat... safe (*gulp*).
I closed my eyes the whole time so I only saw 5% of it. Plus it was set in Rome, and I'm still angry about that whole Roman trip cancellation thing.
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And so are demons. Demons are very creepy and scary, but thank God (yes, pun intended) that I believe there is a higher being that ultimately looks out for the good of all mankind and the universe, including, but not limited to, parallel universes... plus I'm a good person overall, so... I feel somewhat... safe (*gulp*).
I closed my eyes the whole time so I only saw 5% of it. Plus it was set in Rome, and I'm still angry about that whole Roman trip cancellation thing.
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Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Amateur Movie Reviews - 4 - Hereafter
T randomly asked me to go to the movies this past Sunday - totally unplanned, so I had to make adjustments to my somewhat-already-planned-ish alone time avec moi.
The only movie I was even remotely interested in watching was Hereafter.
*SPOILER ALERT*
Here is the movie in a nutshell:
- Really awesome Tsunami opening scene.
- Devastatingly sad Marcus (twin brother to Jason, who died instantly after being struck by a car in the middle of London while running away from bullies on his way home from the "chemist" (pharmacist) after picking up his heroin-addicted uber alcoholic mom's prescription to block opiates and other nasty stuff from further entering into her bloodstream)
- Marie LeLay, the pretty, gap-toothed, hard news Host slash she was sleeping with the TV Producer and experienced "in between state of consciousness and nothingness" after being crushed by the Tsunami mentioned above, while buying gifts for her TV Producer lover's kids because he was too sleepy and hungry to do it. TV Producer was also apparently lazy as hell when he asked her to get the hotel to settle the bill and send some breakfast into their room WHILE SHE WAS ON HER WAY TO BUY GIFTS FOR HIS KIDS. I think the Tsunami was his setup, perhaps a way of getting rid of her without having to have that "we need to talk" talk.
- Blue-eyed Asian chick who replaced Marie LeLay as TV Host because Marie was going bananas and obsessing about her Flatliners-esque experience. And... you will be shocked by this... surprisingly, lazy questionable TV Producer was also sleeping with her!
- Psychic George, played by Matt Damon, who communicates with dead people, after he takes living people's hands to "make a connection". He can't have a normal life, let alone a relationship, especially when TMI reality check sets in three minutes after holding their hands.
Dear Matt: You had me at hello when you were Jason Bourne, really. When I obsess about me being Jason Bourne, I always picture you. But, dude, did you really have to take this part? I know it's hard to say no to Clint Eastwood, but...seriously... there were way too many "George eating by himself in his tiny San Francisco kitchen" scenes. You're lonely. I get it. I totally clued in after the first kitchen scene. I liked it better when you were a lethal assassin.
- Dude from Jerry McGuire, Psychic George's chubby brother, constantly peer-pressured George to monetize his Dion Warwick abilities. I will always remember him as Bob Sugar.
- And finally, Bryce Dallas Howard (daughter of Ron Howard - gosh... I just found this out like two seconds ago (thanks IMDB!)), playing creepy, needy, close-talker girl Melanie.
And - OMG - I just totally clued in that she played the crazy redhead vampire chick in that horrible movie Eclipse!
In conclusion, Gran Torino is way better - go see that one instead.
The only movie I was even remotely interested in watching was Hereafter.
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*SPOILER ALERT*
Here is the movie in a nutshell:
- Really awesome Tsunami opening scene.
- Devastatingly sad Marcus (twin brother to Jason, who died instantly after being struck by a car in the middle of London while running away from bullies on his way home from the "chemist" (pharmacist) after picking up his heroin-addicted uber alcoholic mom's prescription to block opiates and other nasty stuff from further entering into her bloodstream)
- Marie LeLay, the pretty, gap-toothed, hard news Host slash she was sleeping with the TV Producer and experienced "in between state of consciousness and nothingness" after being crushed by the Tsunami mentioned above, while buying gifts for her TV Producer lover's kids because he was too sleepy and hungry to do it. TV Producer was also apparently lazy as hell when he asked her to get the hotel to settle the bill and send some breakfast into their room WHILE SHE WAS ON HER WAY TO BUY GIFTS FOR HIS KIDS. I think the Tsunami was his setup, perhaps a way of getting rid of her without having to have that "we need to talk" talk.
- Blue-eyed Asian chick who replaced Marie LeLay as TV Host because Marie was going bananas and obsessing about her Flatliners-esque experience. And... you will be shocked by this... surprisingly, lazy questionable TV Producer was also sleeping with her!
- Psychic George, played by Matt Damon, who communicates with dead people, after he takes living people's hands to "make a connection". He can't have a normal life, let alone a relationship, especially when TMI reality check sets in three minutes after holding their hands.
Dear Matt: You had me at hello when you were Jason Bourne, really. When I obsess about me being Jason Bourne, I always picture you. But, dude, did you really have to take this part? I know it's hard to say no to Clint Eastwood, but...seriously... there were way too many "George eating by himself in his tiny San Francisco kitchen" scenes. You're lonely. I get it. I totally clued in after the first kitchen scene. I liked it better when you were a lethal assassin.
- Dude from Jerry McGuire, Psychic George's chubby brother, constantly peer-pressured George to monetize his Dion Warwick abilities. I will always remember him as Bob Sugar.
- And finally, Bryce Dallas Howard (daughter of Ron Howard - gosh... I just found this out like two seconds ago (thanks IMDB!)), playing creepy, needy, close-talker girl Melanie.
And - OMG - I just totally clued in that she played the crazy redhead vampire chick in that horrible movie Eclipse!
In conclusion, Gran Torino is way better - go see that one instead.
Monday, November 8, 2010
Amateur Movie Reviews - 3 - The Town
For our 4th Wedding Anniversary, Greggy and I went back to El Pulgarcito to have chicarron and queso pupusas, taco el pollo, and enchilladas con pollo y queso.
Also, we watched The Town. Go see it. Kinda reminds me of Heat.
It won't change your life or anything, but you will be entertained (and Boston's Charlestown is reminiscent of Flemingdon Park).
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Also, we watched The Town. Go see it. Kinda reminds me of Heat.
It won't change your life or anything, but you will be entertained (and Boston's Charlestown is reminiscent of Flemingdon Park).
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Sunday, October 17, 2010
Amateur Movie Reviews - 2 - Splice
Splice
This amazing film is shot in Hamilton, Ontario.
When I first saw the movie, I felt weird for weeks. Naturally, I saw it over and over again. Last time was this past weekend, with Greggy. Vincenzo Natali (who also directed Cube) is a genius.
Memento?
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Today I was freaking out because my daughter T was not yet home by 7:30. Her curfew is 7:30 every day except Friday and Saturday when she gets to stay out until midnight.
For the most part T is very responsible soon to be 16-year-old. Since she knows that being on time is very important to me she always makes sure that she sends me a text or calls me if she's going to be late.
Well it was 7:46 and I couldn't reach her by phone and her dad said she left his house 45 minutes ago. Naturally I think the worst and short of having massive panic attack and calling police to issue an Amber Alert, I get a call back on my landline.
Me: Hello???
T: Hi Mom!
Me: Where the hell are you! You're late!!!
T: No, I'm not Mom.
Me: Yes you are! It's 7:46!
T: My curfew's at 8:00 on weekdays.
Me: No it's not! It's 7:30!
T: No Mom, I have been coming home at 8:00 on weekdays since school started!! You are stressing me out! (Talking to Kendall her boyfriend) Kendall, haven't I been coming home at 8:00 this year? See mom? Did you hear that? 8:00, not 7:30!!!
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Me: (Pause. Ponder. Trying to recall last time we negotiated curfew).
T: Mom???
Me: Uhm.... yeah.... I guess it's 8:00? Okay... see you soon honey, love you!
Now, it's not the first time I've had some problems with short term memory. The strange thing is that I can remember a lot of things in vivid detail going back to when I was 2 or 3 years old.... I am also a bit of a human Wiki and I have no problems remembering a LOT of things stored in my head like Johnny Mnemonic.
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But for some strange reason, trivial things I did 30 seconds or 5 minutes ago seem to vapourize just like that from my memory and I would literally have to ponder what the hell I just did and retrace my steps. This doesn't happen every time, just sometimes but often enough to make me feel weirder than usual.
Maybe it's the Matrix resetting itself?
Leonard Shelby (Memento) will understand.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
I have no direction
Based on my fairly thorough online research during lunch hour, majority of Blogs out there focus on a single topic.
Here are some very excellent examples:
My First Dictionary
http://myfirstdictionary.blogspot.com/
Ross Horsely's blog is a dark take on a simple dictionary picture book that one buys for, or reads to children.
Ross, you made my day today so much better with your Hans Christian Andersen-esque on meth widrawal sense of humour. I was having a bad day because Security was being such a sh*t bag, but I can put that one behind me now! Thank you!
My favourite one so far is this:
Beta Dad
http://butterbeanandcobra.blogspot.com
I was a young mom at 19 yrs old and I can totally remember the rage and helplessness I felt during my daughter's first few years. Beta Dad takes us through the adventures of being a stay-at-home dad with twin baby girls. I really appreciate the candor and rage coursing through each post, because I think I would go postal too if I were in his shoes.
Big Girls, Small Kitchen
http://www.biggirlssmallkitchen.com/
Ok, so who doesn't have a kitchen fetish and food obsession? Exactly.
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So do you see what I mean now? About me not having direction for this Blog? I can pretty much whittle my interests down to these main topics:
But I think I really need to narrow it down to a single topic.
What to do what to do what to do.
Here are some very excellent examples:
My First Dictionary
http://myfirstdictionary.blogspot.com/
Ross Horsely's blog is a dark take on a simple dictionary picture book that one buys for, or reads to children.
Ross, you made my day today so much better with your Hans Christian Andersen-esque on meth widrawal sense of humour. I was having a bad day because Security was being such a sh*t bag, but I can put that one behind me now! Thank you!
My favourite one so far is this:
Beta Dad
http://butterbeanandcobra.blogspot.com
I was a young mom at 19 yrs old and I can totally remember the rage and helplessness I felt during my daughter's first few years. Beta Dad takes us through the adventures of being a stay-at-home dad with twin baby girls. I really appreciate the candor and rage coursing through each post, because I think I would go postal too if I were in his shoes.
Big Girls, Small Kitchen
http://www.biggirlssmallkitchen.com/
Ok, so who doesn't have a kitchen fetish and food obsession? Exactly.
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So do you see what I mean now? About me not having direction for this Blog? I can pretty much whittle my interests down to these main topics:
- family (8)
- food (9)
- Jason Bourne (1)
- low carb (6)
- movies (1)
But I think I really need to narrow it down to a single topic.
What to do what to do what to do.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Amateur Movie Reviews - The Social Network, and others
These are the movies we watched this weekend and my what I thought of them:
Get Him To the Greek
Funny at times. Good 'just want to be braindead this weekend' movie.
Iron Man 2
Lame.
The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo
Swedish thriller. The pace is reminiscent of Clint Eastwood-directed movies.
Last Friday, my husband and I had date night and we watched:
The Social Network
I love David Fincher's movies. Go see this now. Funny, intelligent, inspiring.
PS - we found a new local place called EL PURGARCITO where we can get excellent El Salvadorian eats. We've driven by many times and my daughter's Peruvian friend highly recommends their pupusas. We tried the cheese and chicharron version and their open faced chicken enchiladas with queso fresco and I am so glad we went in for dinner before watching The Social Network because their FOOD WAS SO DELICIOUS! Next time I'll take pics.
Get Him To the Greek
Funny at times. Good 'just want to be braindead this weekend' movie.
Iron Man 2
Lame.
The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo
Swedish thriller. The pace is reminiscent of Clint Eastwood-directed movies.
Last Friday, my husband and I had date night and we watched:
The Social Network
I love David Fincher's movies. Go see this now. Funny, intelligent, inspiring.
PS - we found a new local place called EL PURGARCITO where we can get excellent El Salvadorian eats. We've driven by many times and my daughter's Peruvian friend highly recommends their pupusas. We tried the cheese and chicharron version and their open faced chicken enchiladas with queso fresco and I am so glad we went in for dinner before watching The Social Network because their FOOD WAS SO DELICIOUS! Next time I'll take pics.
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