Had a dream. It was war. And they couldn't tell me what it was for.
Since I hadn't posted for nearly three months until yesterday, you've been missing out on all of my rambly, semi-coherent reviews and commentary on all the movies I've been seeing, especially as it's Oscar season. Well, too bad for you.
Of course, I'm on Facebook and Twitter far more than I'm on LJ these days (though I do try to check in on friends' entries when I can). And even that, not so much as before, because FB and all e-mail sites are now electronically blocked at the day job. You go to FB, Hotmail or anything like that, it zaps directly to the company web page. If some 9/11-type event happened on a weekday at 10:00 in the morning, or if a good friend passed away at that time, I'd have almost no way of finding out about it until after 6 p.m.
But back to movies and stuff.
I just joined Netflix. Which I think I'm going to enjoy, if I can find the time to actually watch stuff on it. Finally, I get to discover what all the fuss is about regarding this Arrested Development show.
And I watched Die Hard this week, on a DVD from the library.
I saw Die Hard on TV a few years after it came out, and I just thought it was a typical dumb action movie and Bruce Willis was just a smirky idiot. I couldn't understand what the big deal was. But it's twenty-ish years later, and Die Hard is supposedly a "classic" now. And at Xmas, you always find an article somewhere, often half-serious and half-ironic, saying that Die Hard is really our generation's classic holiday film. So I decided to give it another chance.
And you know what? It's still just a dumb action movie. But at least it's a well-made dumb action movie, with a very memorable villain and some clever plot elements. I still think Bruce Willis is just a smirky idiot, though. And McLane really should see a psychiatrist about this whole talking-to-himself thing.
Here's a more interesting blast from the 1980s -- "Had a Dream" by Supertramp's Roger Hodgson:
I haven't heard this song or seen this video since I was eleven (i.e. when it first came out). Seriously, I think the last time I heard this, it was with a nine-year-old friend, and we were giggling at lyrics like "To be naked in the eye of the storm" ("Hee hee, he's naked!) and "Give a damn about anything" ("Hee hee, he said the D-word!"). And for several weeks, I actually thought the song was called "Head a Dream", thanks to a typo on the Chum Chart.
Unlike most times when I re-experience a song I haven't heard in twenty-seven years, this was actually worth the wait. The video may be bizarre and creepy, but the song kicks ass.
Of course, I'm on Facebook and Twitter far more than I'm on LJ these days (though I do try to check in on friends' entries when I can). And even that, not so much as before, because FB and all e-mail sites are now electronically blocked at the day job. You go to FB, Hotmail or anything like that, it zaps directly to the company web page. If some 9/11-type event happened on a weekday at 10:00 in the morning, or if a good friend passed away at that time, I'd have almost no way of finding out about it until after 6 p.m.
But back to movies and stuff.
I just joined Netflix. Which I think I'm going to enjoy, if I can find the time to actually watch stuff on it. Finally, I get to discover what all the fuss is about regarding this Arrested Development show.
And I watched Die Hard this week, on a DVD from the library.
I saw Die Hard on TV a few years after it came out, and I just thought it was a typical dumb action movie and Bruce Willis was just a smirky idiot. I couldn't understand what the big deal was. But it's twenty-ish years later, and Die Hard is supposedly a "classic" now. And at Xmas, you always find an article somewhere, often half-serious and half-ironic, saying that Die Hard is really our generation's classic holiday film. So I decided to give it another chance.
And you know what? It's still just a dumb action movie. But at least it's a well-made dumb action movie, with a very memorable villain and some clever plot elements. I still think Bruce Willis is just a smirky idiot, though. And McLane really should see a psychiatrist about this whole talking-to-himself thing.
Here's a more interesting blast from the 1980s -- "Had a Dream" by Supertramp's Roger Hodgson:
Click to viewI haven't heard this song or seen this video since I was eleven (i.e. when it first came out). Seriously, I think the last time I heard this, it was with a nine-year-old friend, and we were giggling at lyrics like "To be naked in the eye of the storm" ("Hee hee, he's naked!) and "Give a damn about anything" ("Hee hee, he said the D-word!"). And for several weeks, I actually thought the song was called "Head a Dream", thanks to a typo on the Chum Chart.
Unlike most times when I re-experience a song I haven't heard in twenty-seven years, this was actually worth the wait. The video may be bizarre and creepy, but the song kicks ass.