I am a man of many parts, at least one of them private.
1) So at work today I was listening to Tom Waits songs on YouTube (this aids productivity. The office can get quite noisy, and I'm prone to sensory overload; headphones shut stuff out). One of the great things about Tom Waits is that I've barely begun discovering all the stuff he's done, so I get to listen to new songs a lot, most of which I love.
(Another of the great things is reading professional reviews, and seeing all the critics competing to come up with the most over-the-top description of his voice)
And then I broke the First Law of YouTube: while listening to Picture in a frame, I looked at the comments.
And instead of the usual vitriol, there at the top was: "Thank you, Bunheads, for introducing me to such a beautiful song."
2) Because here's the thing, and it's an unmanly thing. I liked Gilmore Girls (at least the first six seasons). I enjoyed the tone, and the dialogue, and the way Lauren Graham smiled when she was making unreasonable demands of people.
So when I heard that the lady responsible for all this (Amy Sherman-Palladino) was making a new series, I was intrigued. Then when I heard it was about teenage ballet dancers, I was significantly less intrigued (from the title, I had kind of assumed it was about baking). But now that they've thrown Tom Waits into the mix...
So yeah, I acquired the first couple of episodes, and watched them, and really kind of enjoyed them, despite the high teenager quotient. And damn, that was some good use of music there.
I suspect I'm going to keep watching.
3) So, uh, Terminator: Salvation was on TV last night, and I hadn't seen it before. I went in open-minded, and forgave most of the incoherence and weak characterisation and Sam Worthington-ness, right up until the point where one of the Terminators was all "weakness located" and the target identified was Robot Sam Worthington's robot heart. Which was just... seriously, there's heavy-handed, and then there's the Hand of Kwll reaching out to drag your tortured soul forth to do murder on his behalf*.
After that, not even Naked CGI Arnold Schwarzenegger could save the thing. Especially given that they didn't bother to CGI his Austrian Sausage.
4) I really like this. Far more than I should.
* Do I win Most Random Michael Moorcock reference of the day? Huh, well, do I?
(Another of the great things is reading professional reviews, and seeing all the critics competing to come up with the most over-the-top description of his voice)
And then I broke the First Law of YouTube: while listening to Picture in a frame, I looked at the comments.
And instead of the usual vitriol, there at the top was: "Thank you, Bunheads, for introducing me to such a beautiful song."
2) Because here's the thing, and it's an unmanly thing. I liked Gilmore Girls (at least the first six seasons). I enjoyed the tone, and the dialogue, and the way Lauren Graham smiled when she was making unreasonable demands of people.
So when I heard that the lady responsible for all this (Amy Sherman-Palladino) was making a new series, I was intrigued. Then when I heard it was about teenage ballet dancers, I was significantly less intrigued (from the title, I had kind of assumed it was about baking). But now that they've thrown Tom Waits into the mix...
So yeah, I acquired the first couple of episodes, and watched them, and really kind of enjoyed them, despite the high teenager quotient. And damn, that was some good use of music there.
I suspect I'm going to keep watching.
3) So, uh, Terminator: Salvation was on TV last night, and I hadn't seen it before. I went in open-minded, and forgave most of the incoherence and weak characterisation and Sam Worthington-ness, right up until the point where one of the Terminators was all "weakness located" and the target identified was Robot Sam Worthington's robot heart. Which was just... seriously, there's heavy-handed, and then there's the Hand of Kwll reaching out to drag your tortured soul forth to do murder on his behalf*.
After that, not even Naked CGI Arnold Schwarzenegger could save the thing. Especially given that they didn't bother to CGI his Austrian Sausage.
4) I really like this. Far more than I should.
Click to view* Do I win Most Random Michael Moorcock reference of the day? Huh, well, do I?