Though cast to the sea of damnation years ago, Mary Kay “The Lecher” Letourneau surfaced recently. Goodie.
Doing good deeds for orphans? Building nursing homes for the infirm? Raising awareness for victims of swine-flu? No, for hosting a “Hot for Teacher” competition.
Not sure who needs more help. Myself or the promoters of the event.
Sam: God gave rock and roll to you
A Bud: He did? Is it lost in the mail? I don’t think I got it yet.
Sam: He put it in the heart and soul of everyone.
A Bud: Not Jerry Falwell. He didn’t get it, either.
Director Gavid Hood translated the lore of Mr. “It’s all about me” Wolverine into an action packed movie that proves how there is great depth to the indestructible and slightly hairy hero. Being a bit ignorant of the full arc, I can not assert whether the story honored the tradition of the comic. What I do know is that the movie delivers entertainment. Loads of it.
The story pits brother against brother, mutant against mutant, mutant against government, woman against mutant. It’s a love story, but it’s more than that. It’s an action flick, but it’s more than that. It is Wolverine.
Action. Adventure. Ass-kicking. Smells like a hit summer flick.
What works:
1) Cast: Dead on, even though Liev Schreiber and Balthazar Getty ( who is not in the movie ) could also be Logan’s brother.
2) Pacing: Effective. The right mix of quiet time and elbow strikes.
3) Solid and believable back story makes this tale work.
4) Accessible: No prior knowledge of the X-Men or Wolverine is necessary.
Verdict: Theater full-price or DVD purchase.
For the past few months, it’s been pretty quiet around the site. Less updates, with gaps of silence between each one. It seems breakthroughs in my personal/professional life and the frequency of site updates are inversely proportional. The more going behind the scenes, the less I find myself writing about matters that divert creative energy from those endeavors in a public forum. Or wanting to write about them at all, actually.
I suppose such reaction works counter-intuitively in practice. Certain happenings could be interesting to outsiders, but my tendency to be quiet about major developments in the moment is just something I do. Often by the time I make peace with some weighty events and reach a place where they stop drawing down so much mental and creative energy, the prospect of posting about them seems a step backwards. Really, the world has bigger issues than my problems coping with good or bad news, does it not?
Maybe such reasoning is moot given the frenetic posts on Twitter that have consumed the collective Internet consciousness in the past year. Lately it seems anything, including finding scratchy toilet paper in a friend’s bathroom is notable–even while attending a party where one made the shocking discovery.
All I can do is reach for a balance that works and feels right. Somewhere between period check-ins and noting what’s on the end of my fork is probably the answer.
In the meantime, here’s two points of interest:
Met with Steve about the video project. He’s going to make some very surgical tweaks in the next few days, and then apply a nifty filter that will make the digital video look more like film. And insert some little surprises for the super attentive.
I’m writing again. Ahh.