Archive for December 25th, 2008

First, I just wanted to take a quick moment to tell you all Merry Christmas!  Happy Hannukah!  Happy Kwanzaa!  And Happy All Other Holidays I Missed With No Intention Of Making You Mad At Me Or Dismissing Your Holiday Cultural Celebration!  (After all that, I know some group will still be offended by me.  But, oh well.  Nothing new there.)

Anyway, the movie The Spirit comes out today.  I would really like to see it, but I’m going to have to wait a week or so.  I am so intrigued by the movie trailer, that if the movie is crap, I will still watch it.  I guess the movie trailer people did their job, right?  Because that trailer is just so mesmerizing…


The same people who made this movie are the same ones that made Sin City and 300.  I dig the cinematography.  Their style is unique and so different from the usual.  Just the visuals alone will draw people in.  And who couldn’t be drawn in by a pole dancing Jessica Alba? ;)   Two things that are visually stimulating?  This trailer and Jessica Alba.


Anyway, I hope this movie is as good as their past work.  And if you see it before I do, then don’t tell me anything about it.  Even if it sucks, let me find out for myself.  My fear is that my roommate tells me he thinks it’s awesome.  Then I will know it’s horrible. He is, after all, one of the people that highly recommended that I go see that Transformers garbage.

-Dave Q.

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  • If I lived back in the Wild West days, instead of carrying a six-gun in my holster, I'd carry a soldering iron. That way, if some smart-aleck cowboy said something like 'Hey, look. He's carrying a soldering iron!' and started laughing, and everybody else started laughing, I could just say, 'That's right, it's a soldering iron. The soldering iron of justice.' Then everybody would get real quiet and ashamed, because they had made fun of the soldering iron of justice, and I could probably hit them up for a free drink.