Friday, January 30, 2009
Be fruitful and multiply
First, I saw the headline about the woman having octuplets and was like, I'm gonna ignore this because it is just kind of gross and creepy and I already have cable for this kind of freakshow. Then I say a headline about how this woman already has 6 children and I was like, "Look out, Duggars!" Then I read a bit of that story and some of the Strib comments and thought, "This bitch is crazy and the world is upside-down because I kind of agree with many of the Strib commentors." There is definitely something really creepy and wrong going on within this family. Are they trying to get their own TLC show? I know people will do some crazy things for publicity, but this is beyond the pale. Maybe she's trying to make a political statement about people's obsession with stuff like Jon & Kate and the Duggars or about anti-abortionists attitudes about every child being a blessing. Or maybe she's just on meth and her parents are twisted freaknuts.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Millionth time the charm?
I applied for a job with the Hennepin County Sheriff's office last week and I got the "you're selected for interview" email. I'm excited about the prospect, but also kind of nervous. My interviewing skills aren't what they used to be and I'm not in the position I was the last time I interviewed. Part of the hiring process involves and extensive background check, including financial. I am a total broke-ass right now and have started getting lawyer letters. I've been ignoring the problem for far too long. I need to see about some financial counseling before shit gets out of hand.
Anyway, the idea of starting a new job and it not working out is also kind of nerve-wracking. I considered possibly taking a leave of absence at DVS, but I don't know if I have that option. The job is kind of basic office work, but I think it would get me back on track. I still want to finish my degree and find work in the criminal justice field. I don't see myself making any kind of moves at my current position. That's partly my own fault. If I could turn back time and know what I know now, I would take more advantage of the opportunities I had to make connections while working at the BCA.
It also doesn't help that I know I'm competing for the job with all sorts of fresh-faced whippersnappers. But I can't really do anything about that. I'll just have to put my best foot forward and hope for the best.
Anyway, the idea of starting a new job and it not working out is also kind of nerve-wracking. I considered possibly taking a leave of absence at DVS, but I don't know if I have that option. The job is kind of basic office work, but I think it would get me back on track. I still want to finish my degree and find work in the criminal justice field. I don't see myself making any kind of moves at my current position. That's partly my own fault. If I could turn back time and know what I know now, I would take more advantage of the opportunities I had to make connections while working at the BCA.
It also doesn't help that I know I'm competing for the job with all sorts of fresh-faced whippersnappers. But I can't really do anything about that. I'll just have to put my best foot forward and hope for the best.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Weekend at Crotchety's
Wow! Talk about keeping busy at work. I've done about 200 record requests today and I still have 2 hours before I get to leave here. I actually have finished all the stuff I had left over from Friday PLUS what's come in today. I'm so resourceful and hardworking.
I was not nearly as resourceful or hardworking at home this weekend. I didn't do a lick of laundry. I did clean my bathroom and wash dishes. I also made eggplant gratinsagna yesterday. Otherwise, I did a whole lot of nothing.
I am now obsessed with Hulu because it is awesome. I watched a bunch of episodes of L.A. Dragnet because Desmond Harrington was on that and he's pretty. The show itself is actually pretty good although I must admit getting a bit distracted sometimes by Ed O'Neill trying to be somebody not named Al Bundy. Eva Longoria is on the show too and she isn't even irritating. Damn you, Desperate Housewives!
I also watched several episodes of Gossip Girl, again, because Desmond Harrington was on. I could very easily get hooked on that show if I allowed myself, but I won't because his character is gone and I won't care anymore.
I am currently knitting a pair of armwarmers for Megan by request. I finished one and it looks a wee bit wonkey. I am really not good with thumbs. That may be improved by "blocking" which I've never done. Anyway, I ran into Megan at Unique a few weeks ago, so I don't imagine she expects these to be perfect.
That was the same day I went to brunch with the Family Jorgenson, the Family Tricker, Miss Jackie, et al. At that point, Mrs. Jorgenson had 11 days until BabyBoy Jorgenson was due. I still have not received a text or a phone call so I assume BBJ is taking his sweet time coming out to the world.
What else? Um, I half-watched a couple of Netflix. You know what I realized? I kind of don't like giallo. I watched Suspiria again and I just couldn't get into it. I find myself feeling guilty as a horror fan when I don't like something that others consider like, seminal to the genre, but hey, to each her own, right? So I won't pretend to love Texas Chainsaw Massacre when I personally found the movie a wee bit boring and most of the characters really irritating. I'll even proclaim that I liked the remake better. Some people (brain warped dumbasses) think Rob Zombie's Halloween doesn't blow nards. You know what they say about opinions and a-holes.
I also half-watched Touch of Evil. Meh. I couldn't get over Charlton Heston and his shoe-polish tan playing a Mexican guy. I'm kinda glad we are sort of over that.
I was so bored on Friday that I actually started watching Tornado! which is a Sci-Fi rip-off of Twister starring the fabulous Bruce Campbell. Well the Bruce love only goes so far and my happy pills haven't kicked in yet, so I turned it off about 30 minutes in. But yay! Burn Notice is back on! And yay! The Closer is back tonight! And more yay! Medium is back next Monday! Finally, stuff I want to watch on TV...all of it on nights that I work.
I was SUPPOSED to work Friday, sorta. It was sort of up in the air because I called off on Wednesday because I didn't catch my bus on time. Dana and I were going to discuss it on Thursday, but she was out ill. I had tentatively offered Friday as an option and well, I like having my weekend all to myself in case I actually did want to do something, so I walked down in the FREEZING COLD only to find the basement blocked off because of some fancy event in the Gallery. My bad. I should have called.
Well, I've wasted just over 15 minutes now.
I was not nearly as resourceful or hardworking at home this weekend. I didn't do a lick of laundry. I did clean my bathroom and wash dishes. I also made eggplant gratinsagna yesterday. Otherwise, I did a whole lot of nothing.
I am now obsessed with Hulu because it is awesome. I watched a bunch of episodes of L.A. Dragnet because Desmond Harrington was on that and he's pretty. The show itself is actually pretty good although I must admit getting a bit distracted sometimes by Ed O'Neill trying to be somebody not named Al Bundy. Eva Longoria is on the show too and she isn't even irritating. Damn you, Desperate Housewives!
I also watched several episodes of Gossip Girl, again, because Desmond Harrington was on. I could very easily get hooked on that show if I allowed myself, but I won't because his character is gone and I won't care anymore.
I am currently knitting a pair of armwarmers for Megan by request. I finished one and it looks a wee bit wonkey. I am really not good with thumbs. That may be improved by "blocking" which I've never done. Anyway, I ran into Megan at Unique a few weeks ago, so I don't imagine she expects these to be perfect.
That was the same day I went to brunch with the Family Jorgenson, the Family Tricker, Miss Jackie, et al. At that point, Mrs. Jorgenson had 11 days until BabyBoy Jorgenson was due. I still have not received a text or a phone call so I assume BBJ is taking his sweet time coming out to the world.
What else? Um, I half-watched a couple of Netflix. You know what I realized? I kind of don't like giallo. I watched Suspiria again and I just couldn't get into it. I find myself feeling guilty as a horror fan when I don't like something that others consider like, seminal to the genre, but hey, to each her own, right? So I won't pretend to love Texas Chainsaw Massacre when I personally found the movie a wee bit boring and most of the characters really irritating. I'll even proclaim that I liked the remake better. Some people (brain warped dumbasses) think Rob Zombie's Halloween doesn't blow nards. You know what they say about opinions and a-holes.
I also half-watched Touch of Evil. Meh. I couldn't get over Charlton Heston and his shoe-polish tan playing a Mexican guy. I'm kinda glad we are sort of over that.
I was so bored on Friday that I actually started watching Tornado! which is a Sci-Fi rip-off of Twister starring the fabulous Bruce Campbell. Well the Bruce love only goes so far and my happy pills haven't kicked in yet, so I turned it off about 30 minutes in. But yay! Burn Notice is back on! And yay! The Closer is back tonight! And more yay! Medium is back next Monday! Finally, stuff I want to watch on TV...all of it on nights that I work.
I was SUPPOSED to work Friday, sorta. It was sort of up in the air because I called off on Wednesday because I didn't catch my bus on time. Dana and I were going to discuss it on Thursday, but she was out ill. I had tentatively offered Friday as an option and well, I like having my weekend all to myself in case I actually did want to do something, so I walked down in the FREEZING COLD only to find the basement blocked off because of some fancy event in the Gallery. My bad. I should have called.
Well, I've wasted just over 15 minutes now.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Random movie rant
I just relistened to ICFTB Ep. 20 and heard Jeff say he actually LIKED Halloween: Resurrection (aka The One with Busta Rhymes) and would like to see the newer Halloween movies continue in that trajectory. Is he crazy? That movie and its premise were atrocious. How they would continue that storyline is beyond me and I don’t even want to think about anyone trying to take on such a task. *shudder*
I won't pretend that all of the other Halloween sequels exactly make sense. Even though I hated the “Laurie is his sister” angle of the second sequel, I could at least relate it to what I had seen in the previous film. Skipping over the unrelated Pt. 3, we come to the Jamie = Laurie’s daughter/Michael’s niece story line of Pts. 4 & 5. I could even buy that (I actually like those movies, unlike those guys) because it continues the “Michael wants to kill his bloodline” sort of thing that had been previously established. Pt. 6 was a crazy jumbled hot mess that not even Paul Rudd could save. It sort of continues the bloodline story which I appreciated, but all the Druid/Samhain nonsense just left me scratching my head. (Note: I have not had a chance to see the Director’s Cut of Pt. 6 which apparently is a lot more coherent than what I saw in the theatre. Perhaps I will track that one down some day and have a chance to see if it gets any better.)
Then, the makers of these films went totally bonkers and decided to drop everything we had seen in Pts. 4 – 6 all together and bring Laurie back and give her a son. I thought this was a bit of a cheat on their part because the makers of these films felt just fine taking my dollars when they put out Pts. 4 – 6 and to turn around now and expect me—the fan—to just pretend I didn’t see those is ridiculous. Still, the movie wasn’t horrible. I would say it’s greatest pitfall is that it was part of that whole WB horror phase and it seemed like nothing was happening for a really long time because no one wanted to kill off any of the pretty, pretty TV people (or LL Cool J, for that matter).
Finally, we get to Resurrection, in which Laurie Strode is whacked within the first 15 minutes. The makers of this film had the opportunity to continue the bloodline thing but they seem to have forgotten that Laurie had a SON in the previous film. Whoops! Instead, Michael has nothing else to do now, so he just goes back to his old house. I must pause here to rant about the likelihood that house would still be standing all ragged and unoccupied in the middle of suburbia. I am not saying that there aren’t abandoned houses in the ‘burbs, but I would guess the neighbors would demand that the property where a mass murderer was born would either be bulldozed (a la Jeffrey Dahmer’s apartment building in Milwaukee) or it would get a bit of a facelift and address change before being sold off to new homeowners at a heck of a deal (a la the Amityville Horror house in New York which was sold to the Lutz family at a bargain after the DeFeo family murders). Now some doofuses decide to film some all-too-likely-to-be-real reality show in the house and get killed. Michael is now just a killing machine, like Jason, with no real purpose and that makes this movie THE WORST in the original series for me.
This post was gonna be an email to those guys and it still could be in the future, but I just decided to slap it here for now. I think I've about Halloweened them out in my emails.
In other news, there was nothing (much) on TV last night (okay, there was but I have been Obama'd out about a week ago) and I didn't have any current Netflix movies (I do still have disc 2 of Briscoe County, but I wasn't feelin' it last night), so I decided to watch one of my movies that I bought many moons ago, but hadn't even opened yet. The chosen one was Re-animator. I know I saw that movie way back in the day with Renada and I would rent movies for our sleepovers, but I had some how forgot just how fuckin' awesome that movie it. It was so awesome that I actually watched it again with the commentary on. That was fun because the actors all showed up and had a lot of fun talking about the film.
I just learned today that the F13 re-release will have a commentary track with Steve Miner. That plus the 9 extra seconds of footage aren't just enough to make me reach into my wallet and buy that movie yet again. I don't even know if I'll Netflix it. I am, however, totes going to buy F13 Pt.3 because it's in 3-D and that's awesome! You know what I would do if I owned a movie theatre like, say, St. Anthony Main or The Heights or that little one on Central (which may be the Heights) or the Crown (which has 15 screens many of which are showing crap anyway, so I could totally spare the screen)? Just before the release of the new F13 movie, I would do a special run of the other F13s. Do one movie per night, maybe offer special all-screening passes or discounts for folks who want to see all of them. And I would adverstise it! I remember St. Anthony Main ran the original TCM the week before the new one came out, but I don't think anyone knew. I was one of only two people in the theatre on a Thursday afternoon. Granted, it was a Thursday afternoon, but still....
I'm already thinking, "I don't want to work tonight". I am tired of working so much. Maybe I should ask if I can come in on Saturday. I HAVE to make up the day. I need those $30. I need to pay my debt downdowndown. I have pretty much almost for surely decided to get rid of cable. That scares me, even though I watch the same crap all the time, most of which I could easily watch online. I hope USA and TNT will have the new Burn Notice and The Closer episodes available online. I need to crawl behind my entertainment center and unplug a million things to try out my digital converter box. I think I might need an antennae which I may be able to get from Rebecca. Cable is such a huge waste of money, but I still kind of heart it.
I won't pretend that all of the other Halloween sequels exactly make sense. Even though I hated the “Laurie is his sister” angle of the second sequel, I could at least relate it to what I had seen in the previous film. Skipping over the unrelated Pt. 3, we come to the Jamie = Laurie’s daughter/Michael’s niece story line of Pts. 4 & 5. I could even buy that (I actually like those movies, unlike those guys) because it continues the “Michael wants to kill his bloodline” sort of thing that had been previously established. Pt. 6 was a crazy jumbled hot mess that not even Paul Rudd could save. It sort of continues the bloodline story which I appreciated, but all the Druid/Samhain nonsense just left me scratching my head. (Note: I have not had a chance to see the Director’s Cut of Pt. 6 which apparently is a lot more coherent than what I saw in the theatre. Perhaps I will track that one down some day and have a chance to see if it gets any better.)
Then, the makers of these films went totally bonkers and decided to drop everything we had seen in Pts. 4 – 6 all together and bring Laurie back and give her a son. I thought this was a bit of a cheat on their part because the makers of these films felt just fine taking my dollars when they put out Pts. 4 – 6 and to turn around now and expect me—the fan—to just pretend I didn’t see those is ridiculous. Still, the movie wasn’t horrible. I would say it’s greatest pitfall is that it was part of that whole WB horror phase and it seemed like nothing was happening for a really long time because no one wanted to kill off any of the pretty, pretty TV people (or LL Cool J, for that matter).
Finally, we get to Resurrection, in which Laurie Strode is whacked within the first 15 minutes. The makers of this film had the opportunity to continue the bloodline thing but they seem to have forgotten that Laurie had a SON in the previous film. Whoops! Instead, Michael has nothing else to do now, so he just goes back to his old house. I must pause here to rant about the likelihood that house would still be standing all ragged and unoccupied in the middle of suburbia. I am not saying that there aren’t abandoned houses in the ‘burbs, but I would guess the neighbors would demand that the property where a mass murderer was born would either be bulldozed (a la Jeffrey Dahmer’s apartment building in Milwaukee) or it would get a bit of a facelift and address change before being sold off to new homeowners at a heck of a deal (a la the Amityville Horror house in New York which was sold to the Lutz family at a bargain after the DeFeo family murders). Now some doofuses decide to film some all-too-likely-to-be-real reality show in the house and get killed. Michael is now just a killing machine, like Jason, with no real purpose and that makes this movie THE WORST in the original series for me.
This post was gonna be an email to those guys and it still could be in the future, but I just decided to slap it here for now. I think I've about Halloweened them out in my emails.
In other news, there was nothing (much) on TV last night (okay, there was but I have been Obama'd out about a week ago) and I didn't have any current Netflix movies (I do still have disc 2 of Briscoe County, but I wasn't feelin' it last night), so I decided to watch one of my movies that I bought many moons ago, but hadn't even opened yet. The chosen one was Re-animator. I know I saw that movie way back in the day with Renada and I would rent movies for our sleepovers, but I had some how forgot just how fuckin' awesome that movie it. It was so awesome that I actually watched it again with the commentary on. That was fun because the actors all showed up and had a lot of fun talking about the film.
I just learned today that the F13 re-release will have a commentary track with Steve Miner. That plus the 9 extra seconds of footage aren't just enough to make me reach into my wallet and buy that movie yet again. I don't even know if I'll Netflix it. I am, however, totes going to buy F13 Pt.3 because it's in 3-D and that's awesome! You know what I would do if I owned a movie theatre like, say, St. Anthony Main or The Heights or that little one on Central (which may be the Heights) or the Crown (which has 15 screens many of which are showing crap anyway, so I could totally spare the screen)? Just before the release of the new F13 movie, I would do a special run of the other F13s. Do one movie per night, maybe offer special all-screening passes or discounts for folks who want to see all of them. And I would adverstise it! I remember St. Anthony Main ran the original TCM the week before the new one came out, but I don't think anyone knew. I was one of only two people in the theatre on a Thursday afternoon. Granted, it was a Thursday afternoon, but still....
I'm already thinking, "I don't want to work tonight". I am tired of working so much. Maybe I should ask if I can come in on Saturday. I HAVE to make up the day. I need those $30. I need to pay my debt downdowndown. I have pretty much almost for surely decided to get rid of cable. That scares me, even though I watch the same crap all the time, most of which I could easily watch online. I hope USA and TNT will have the new Burn Notice and The Closer episodes available online. I need to crawl behind my entertainment center and unplug a million things to try out my digital converter box. I think I might need an antennae which I may be able to get from Rebecca. Cable is such a huge waste of money, but I still kind of heart it.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Who needs to pay bills?
I decided yesterday that I needed to own the new special edition of My Bloody Valentine yesterday. I intended to go to Southdale Best Buy and pick it up (along with new earbuds) then head off for lunch somewhere. Instead I had to hunt around for my keys making me miss my bus which required a rearranging of my plans. I then went to lunch first with plans for Southdale Best Buy later. When I came out of the restaurant, I had missed my bus by about 3 minutes, but there was a bus coming in the opposite direction headed towards Mall of America. I figured, "It's cold and there's a Best Buy there now. What the hell?" So I hopped on that bus. I might not have made that decision had I know that Bring It On: Minnesota Nice was happening out there. Eeek! I quickly found my way to the massive Best Buy and found MBV and my earbuds and since it was only $11, I picked up Evil Dead on DVD (I only had it on VHS prior). I planned to quickly fight my way through the hoards of teenaged cheertaters and get the h-e-double-toothpicks outta there, but I had to stop in the LoveSack and say hello to D since the place is right next door to Best Buy and he was standing right there when I walked past. So I did that and he is anxiously awaiting the arrival of Baby D and so am I. (Side note: I have to remember how I adjust my skully pattern for baby hats.) When I left there, I figured I'd see if Sam Goody might have either of the movies I just bought for cheaper, but Sam Goody is no more. Instead, there was some place called f.y.e which also sells music and movies. I figured what the hell, I'll check it out. I found the horror section and had just spotted the Evil Dead section when some whippersnapper of a clerk showed up to make sure I was finding everything okay. Right then, my eyes locked on Bruce Campbell's face and his chainsawed arm and the word "Boomstick". All I could say was, "Oh, snap!" The kid says, "I guess you are" and walked away. I don't really know if $30 for a used copy is a good deal, but I don't care. I got my Boomstick edition. And I also got the Ultimate Edition of Evil Dead II. So now I have all of the Evil Deads on DVD, even though I'm really not crazy about them all. What a girl will do for the love of Bruce. (She will keep reading his not all that great book, Make Love: The Bruce Campbell Way.)
As to the MBV disc. I watched it and I'm not sure it was worth the double dip. The added footage is kind of weirdly edited into the flick. The movie itself shows its age a bit, and I never realized just how bad some of the acting is. Still, the movie is very effective and still managed to make me yell at my TV and cover my eyes.
I must say I enjoyed going to the movies the other day. Even the late-comer giggly assholes who plopped down just a few seats down the row from me didn't lessen the experience. I wish there were another good horror flick out right now. I'd see The Unborn, but that looks a bit too much like that Omen remake for my tastes. Maybe I'll go see Doubt or Gran Torino.
As to the MBV disc. I watched it and I'm not sure it was worth the double dip. The added footage is kind of weirdly edited into the flick. The movie itself shows its age a bit, and I never realized just how bad some of the acting is. Still, the movie is very effective and still managed to make me yell at my TV and cover my eyes.
I must say I enjoyed going to the movies the other day. Even the late-comer giggly assholes who plopped down just a few seats down the row from me didn't lessen the experience. I wish there were another good horror flick out right now. I'd see The Unborn, but that looks a bit too much like that Omen remake for my tastes. Maybe I'll go see Doubt or Gran Torino.
The things you do for love (of Bruce Campbell)
I decided yesterday that I needed to own the new special edition of My Bloody Valentine yesterday. I intended to go to Southdale Best Buy and pick it up (along with new earbuds) then head off for lunch somewhere. Instead I had to hunt around for my keys making me miss my bus which required a rearranging of my plans. I then went to lunch first with plans for Southdale Best Buy later. When I came out of the restaurant, I had missed my bus by about 3 minutes, but there was a bus coming in the opposite direction headed towards Mall of America. I figured, "It's cold and there's a Best Buy there now. What the hell?" So I hopped on that bus. I might not have made that decision had I know that Bring It On: Minnesota Nice was happening out there. Eeek! I quickly found my way to the massive Best Buy and found MBV and my earbuds and since it was only $11, I picked up Evil Dead on DVD (I only had it on VHS prior). I planned to quickly fight my way through the hoards of teenaged cheertaters and get the h-e-double-toothpicks outta there, but I had to stop in the LoveSack and say hello to D since the place is right next door to Best Buy and he was standing right there when I walked past. So I did that and he is anxiously awaiting the arrival of Baby D and so am I. (Side note: I have to remember how I adjust my skully pattern for baby hats.) When I left there, I figured I'd see if Sam Goody might have either of the movies I just bought for cheaper, but Sam Goody is no more. Instead, there was some place called f.y.e which also sells music and movies. I figured what the hell, I'll check it out. I found the horror section and had just spotted the Evil Dead section when some whippersnapper of a clerk showed up to make sure I was finding everything okay. Right then, my eyes locked on Bruce Campbell's face and his chainsawed arm and the word "Boomstick". All I could say was, "Oh, snap!" The kid says, "I guess you are" and walked away. I don't really know if $30 for a used copy is a good deal, but I don't care. I got my Boomstick edition. And I also got the Ultimate Edition of Evil Dead II. So now I have all of the Evil Deads on DVD, even though I'm really not crazy about them all. What a girl will do for the love of Bruce. (She will keep reading his not all that great book, Make Love: The Bruce Campbell Way.)
As to the MBV disc. I watched it and I'm not sure it was worth the double dip. The added footage is kind of weirdly edited into the flick. The movie itself shows its age a bit, and I never realized just how bad some of the acting is. Still, the movie is very effective and still managed to make me yell at my TV and cover my eyes.
I must say I enjoyed going to the movies the other day. Even the late-comer giggly assholes who plopped down just a few seats down the row from me didn't lessen the experience. I wish there were another good horror flick out right now. I'd see The Unborn, but that looks a bit too much like that Omen remake for my tastes. Maybe I'll go see Doubt or Gran Torino.
As to the MBV disc. I watched it and I'm not sure it was worth the double dip. The added footage is kind of weirdly edited into the flick. The movie itself shows its age a bit, and I never realized just how bad some of the acting is. Still, the movie is very effective and still managed to make me yell at my TV and cover my eyes.
I must say I enjoyed going to the movies the other day. Even the late-comer giggly assholes who plopped down just a few seats down the row from me didn't lessen the experience. I wish there were another good horror flick out right now. I'd see The Unborn, but that looks a bit too much like that Omen remake for my tastes. Maybe I'll go see Doubt or Gran Torino.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Do the Double Dip
With the release of the remake of My Bloody Valentine in 3-D coming out tomorrow, a new special edition of the original film was put out on Tuesday. This version features an additional 9 minutes of footage cut from the original release. I am trying to decide if I want to spend another $13.99 on a movie I already paid for once before. Is 9 minutes of gore really worth it?
Better question: I own the Friday the 13th box set which was put out a few years ago. Now to coincide with the release of the remake of that film, the first 3 movies are being re-released with additional footage. Now, I will gladly spend another $11.99 to get Pt. 3 in the original 3-D because that's just awesome, but to buy that film yet again (I also have the first 4 on VHS as well as that box set) for a whole 34 seconds of footage (which can be seen on the special features disc of the box set) would be insane, even if times weren't financially tough.
As for MBV 3-D, it will be playing in 3-D at 4 cinemas in the area, including Rosedale, Southdale, and MOA. I have tomorrow off for a doctor's appointment (and well, just because I like 4 days off instead of just 3), so I think I will head over to Southdale after my appointment and check that out. Hopefully, it won't be too crowded at 12:45 on a Friday afternoon. The damn kids should be in school and most other people should be at work.
I'm kind of nervous about this one. The odds that it will hold up to the original film are slim to none really, but I don't expect that. I really only hope that it is better than a lot of the slasher fare that has made it to the big screen in recent years. I don't want another Rob Zombie's Halloween.
I am going to try to keep an open mind and enjoy myself for frig's sake. I am tired of not enjoying movies and stuff. My doctor's appointment tomorrow is for me to potentially get some happy pills because sh*t is bleak right now. I'm just depressed and attempts at positive thinking aren't doing the trick. I don't expect magic, but I'd sure like a little fairy dust.
Better question: I own the Friday the 13th box set which was put out a few years ago. Now to coincide with the release of the remake of that film, the first 3 movies are being re-released with additional footage. Now, I will gladly spend another $11.99 to get Pt. 3 in the original 3-D because that's just awesome, but to buy that film yet again (I also have the first 4 on VHS as well as that box set) for a whole 34 seconds of footage (which can be seen on the special features disc of the box set) would be insane, even if times weren't financially tough.
As for MBV 3-D, it will be playing in 3-D at 4 cinemas in the area, including Rosedale, Southdale, and MOA. I have tomorrow off for a doctor's appointment (and well, just because I like 4 days off instead of just 3), so I think I will head over to Southdale after my appointment and check that out. Hopefully, it won't be too crowded at 12:45 on a Friday afternoon. The damn kids should be in school and most other people should be at work.
I'm kind of nervous about this one. The odds that it will hold up to the original film are slim to none really, but I don't expect that. I really only hope that it is better than a lot of the slasher fare that has made it to the big screen in recent years. I don't want another Rob Zombie's Halloween.
I am going to try to keep an open mind and enjoy myself for frig's sake. I am tired of not enjoying movies and stuff. My doctor's appointment tomorrow is for me to potentially get some happy pills because sh*t is bleak right now. I'm just depressed and attempts at positive thinking aren't doing the trick. I don't expect magic, but I'd sure like a little fairy dust.
Monday, January 12, 2009
Hey, I know you!
I can't believe the weekend is over all ready. You know, on the one hand, I like working on weekends because I feel like my week is less hectic and I get to be by myself in the office (Dana wasn't there this Saturday). On the other hand, sometimes I just want to get the work over with and have my weekend all to myself to eat at sketchy pandas, buy yarn I don't need, and shop with Bean.
I did my panda thing on Saturday before heading into the office. I really need to find some new spots. I do like the one in SLP, but it's not nearly as convenient as the Richfield one. I spent a couple hours in the office then just went home and chilled for a while. I watched a bunch a shows about how the world will end on History Channel and a few crime shows before heading to bed way too early for a Saturday night. But I'm no kid anymore so going to bed early on Saturday doesn't really bother me.
I had made plans to shop with Bean on Sunday after she came from her family gathering. Then D actually texted me to meet them for brunch. Lo and behold he cut his damn hair finally. And I got to see the lovely Selena in all her pregnant glory. Just 11 days (give or take) before the little guy arrives. Also present was the gorgeous Lavender, Miss Jackie, her friend Ted, Andy, Nicole, and baby Lila (whom I got to hold and she didn't cry and she smelled like sweet little baby and I could have just eaten her up), and Matty. I was quite happy to see all those guys since I just don't get to see anyone anymore. They shut out the single girl.
Later, Bean and I went on our shopping trip and I ran into Megan and Hultman and their cute little baby girl Azalea. Oddly, Bean also ran into a couple of people she hadn't seen in a while.
So this was the weekend of seeing people you haven't seen in a while. I like weekends like this one. I even got some laundry done. Although my spaghetti carbonara didn't turn out all that great. First time recipe, had potential, I'll make it again.
I did my panda thing on Saturday before heading into the office. I really need to find some new spots. I do like the one in SLP, but it's not nearly as convenient as the Richfield one. I spent a couple hours in the office then just went home and chilled for a while. I watched a bunch a shows about how the world will end on History Channel and a few crime shows before heading to bed way too early for a Saturday night. But I'm no kid anymore so going to bed early on Saturday doesn't really bother me.
I had made plans to shop with Bean on Sunday after she came from her family gathering. Then D actually texted me to meet them for brunch. Lo and behold he cut his damn hair finally. And I got to see the lovely Selena in all her pregnant glory. Just 11 days (give or take) before the little guy arrives. Also present was the gorgeous Lavender, Miss Jackie, her friend Ted, Andy, Nicole, and baby Lila (whom I got to hold and she didn't cry and she smelled like sweet little baby and I could have just eaten her up), and Matty. I was quite happy to see all those guys since I just don't get to see anyone anymore. They shut out the single girl.
Later, Bean and I went on our shopping trip and I ran into Megan and Hultman and their cute little baby girl Azalea. Oddly, Bean also ran into a couple of people she hadn't seen in a while.
So this was the weekend of seeing people you haven't seen in a while. I like weekends like this one. I even got some laundry done. Although my spaghetti carbonara didn't turn out all that great. First time recipe, had potential, I'll make it again.
Friday, January 09, 2009
Creepy, yet kinda cool
Found this link through Final Girl's awesome blogspot. Some of them are pretty rad; others, not so much.
I have to work this weekend for a couple of hours and I'm not terribly excited. I actually don't really have to work, but I'm probably going to because with the holidays I missed two nights of work (unpaid holidays = boooo!) and I was overpaid for an hour on my last check which is going to be taken from my next check. I am still thinking about it though. Worse still is that it wouldn't be my usual alone-time on Saturday. One of the few things I like about giving up a few hours on a Saturday afternoon is that I am there all by myself. This weekend, Dana will be there and she's a fine person, but I just like the solitude. It's just how I role.
I've been thinking about that a lot in relation to work lately. I so wish I could find that perfect all-by-myself job. The less human interaction the better. I kinda got bitched out about my "attitude" once again yesterday. My boss approached me about messing up one thing, and then as we were about to leave, she started in with "I've gotten a lot of complaints about your attitude over the last 6 months". I said, "Then why am I just now hearing about this?" She said because I do good work and they mostly came from another unit who whine if you don't smile at them in the elevator which I don't do. I call bullshit. I barely have contact with those people or anyone else outside of our unit. I think she's mad because I don't get into all the little gossip huddles and snarkfests, I stand around for 30 minutes listening to stories about other people's kids and husbands, and I don't share stories of that sort. She seemed annoyed that she cracked some joke at my expense and I rolled my eyes at her. If thinking you're funny is part of the job, you should have written that into the contract.
Anyway, I have to keep my cool because the economy blows and I wouldn't be surprised if our little department starts cutting staff soon. Not that it would really matter. If they let me go, there would be nothing much I could do about it.
I am considering moving again. My rent is too high and I feeling antsy. I am even considering maybe Nordeast, although I'm leaning more towards Stevens or Loring Park again. Rents aren't cheap anywhere though and putting together application fees and security deposits plus rent might be tough. Nevermind the fact that my pool of strong boy moving help seems to have dissipated. I could probably drag Damian in and Heide might volunteer Eddie for me and maybe Rebecca's fella. If I junk some of my stuff, it might not be that bad. It doesn't even seem like I have a lot when I just glance around at my place. Then again, I have a mountain of clothes on my floor plus an overstuffed closet. I won't even talk about the yarn and DVDs and books.
I gotta get back to work. More random blogging later perhaps.
I have to work this weekend for a couple of hours and I'm not terribly excited. I actually don't really have to work, but I'm probably going to because with the holidays I missed two nights of work (unpaid holidays = boooo!) and I was overpaid for an hour on my last check which is going to be taken from my next check. I am still thinking about it though. Worse still is that it wouldn't be my usual alone-time on Saturday. One of the few things I like about giving up a few hours on a Saturday afternoon is that I am there all by myself. This weekend, Dana will be there and she's a fine person, but I just like the solitude. It's just how I role.
I've been thinking about that a lot in relation to work lately. I so wish I could find that perfect all-by-myself job. The less human interaction the better. I kinda got bitched out about my "attitude" once again yesterday. My boss approached me about messing up one thing, and then as we were about to leave, she started in with "I've gotten a lot of complaints about your attitude over the last 6 months". I said, "Then why am I just now hearing about this?" She said because I do good work and they mostly came from another unit who whine if you don't smile at them in the elevator which I don't do. I call bullshit. I barely have contact with those people or anyone else outside of our unit. I think she's mad because I don't get into all the little gossip huddles and snarkfests, I stand around for 30 minutes listening to stories about other people's kids and husbands, and I don't share stories of that sort. She seemed annoyed that she cracked some joke at my expense and I rolled my eyes at her. If thinking you're funny is part of the job, you should have written that into the contract.
Anyway, I have to keep my cool because the economy blows and I wouldn't be surprised if our little department starts cutting staff soon. Not that it would really matter. If they let me go, there would be nothing much I could do about it.
I am considering moving again. My rent is too high and I feeling antsy. I am even considering maybe Nordeast, although I'm leaning more towards Stevens or Loring Park again. Rents aren't cheap anywhere though and putting together application fees and security deposits plus rent might be tough. Nevermind the fact that my pool of strong boy moving help seems to have dissipated. I could probably drag Damian in and Heide might volunteer Eddie for me and maybe Rebecca's fella. If I junk some of my stuff, it might not be that bad. It doesn't even seem like I have a lot when I just glance around at my place. Then again, I have a mountain of clothes on my floor plus an overstuffed closet. I won't even talk about the yarn and DVDs and books.
I gotta get back to work. More random blogging later perhaps.
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
My Bloody Valentine 3-D
I just checked out MBV 3-D at the Southdale cinema. $7.00!!! OUCH! Luckily, it was worth it. The movie isn't fabulous, but it is a lot of fun. Lots of gore and good kills. Some of the acting was pretty awful. I think Jamie King was cast because of her resemblance to Lindsay Lohan. I do have a tough time suspending my disbelief some times. I have a hard time trucking with people doing dumb stuff in horror movies now. Scream! Holler! Get Out of There! But that's all Scream's fault. Still, I jumped a couple of times and the 3-D effects were pretty affective. Plus the new glasses didn't give me a headache lack the old red/blue ones did.
Funny story: While waiting in line for tickets, two couples in front of me got into a conversation about what they were going to see. Couple 1 was planning to see that dumb-ass mall cop movie. Couple 2 said they were going to see MBV in 3-D. The male half of Couple 1 looked at his partner and said, all excitedly, "That's right! It's in 3-D!" They looked at each other for a couple seconds and the guy says in this 'come on, now' sort of way, "Mall Cop?" They then bought tickets for MBV. It was cute.
Funny story: While waiting in line for tickets, two couples in front of me got into a conversation about what they were going to see. Couple 1 was planning to see that dumb-ass mall cop movie. Couple 2 said they were going to see MBV in 3-D. The male half of Couple 1 looked at his partner and said, all excitedly, "That's right! It's in 3-D!" They looked at each other for a couple seconds and the guy says in this 'come on, now' sort of way, "Mall Cop?" They then bought tickets for MBV. It was cute.
Friday, January 02, 2009
Happy New Year
I got all sorts of wasted with the Ladies at Betsy's on NYE (Crystalino is the shiznit), so I kept it pretty low-key yesterday. I managed to stay in bed until just after 10 am which is pretty impressive for me. I decided that I need to leave the house to purchase my ½ price calendar and to get some foodstuffs. I bussed all the way out to Richfield and had my chow, then bussed downtown only to find the B&N was closed. Dude, what up with that? No calendar for me, so I browsed around Target (nothing worth buying) then just went home.
There were a bunch of crappy marathons on television (well, except the Twilight Zone marathon), so I decided to see what I could Instant-Watch on Netflix. This winter's crush object Bruce Campbell has several flicks available to watch. After checking out the trailer for The Man with the Screaming Brain, I thought my hangover would be better served by a little cop drama horror, so I went with one of his earlier efforts, Maniac Cop. (Warning: Here there be spoilers!)
I thought I had seen this movie a million years ago, but I don't think so. Even if I wouldn't have remembered that Bruce was in it, I totes would have remembered that Tom Atkins was in it. I'm pretty sure I saw Maniac Cop 2 because that has Leo Rossi in it which I remembered, but I remember him being the Maniac Cop which he's not but my old brain can't process stuff very well anymore.
Anyway, the plot of Maniac Cop is sorta simple. In 80s-era New York (remember David Dinkins? I don't know if he was mayor at the time this movie was made. I just wonder if anyone remembers him.), a cop is killing innocent people. Tom Atkins is trying to track him down. Bruce Campbell gets accused of being the killer cop. Tom and a lady cop have to clear Bruce's name. Awesomeness ensues. Okay, it's a little more complicated than that, but if I weren't terribly bored that would be a fine summation.
A meatier telling goes a little like this. After a couple of innocents get killed and witnesses report a cop as the perpetrator, the commissioner (SHAFT, bitches!!!) doesn't want to believe it. Tom Atkins does though and as the detective on the case he's gonna prove it. Meanwhile, Bruce is a cop on the force whose wife suspects him of being Maniac Cop, mostly because their marriage is failing. One night when he claims he has to work OT (and after she receives a suspicious phone call), she follows him to a no-tell motel and busts him with his squeeze. When she leaves, she becomes Maniac Cop's next victim. He leaves her body in the no-tel which leads the cops to Bruce. He denies it, but won't give up his squeeze as an alibi.
Eventually, Tom gets Bruce to cop to the affair and give up the chippy's name so Tom goes to get her. Chippy is a fellow cop. That night as she's working Vice Maniac Cop tries to kill her. She shoots him multiple times, but it doesn't hurt him, but Tom hears the shots and comes to the rescue. Maniac Cop just disappears.
Instead of heading off to headquarters to file an official report that a big ass cop just tried to choke a bitch while Bruce was totally in the pokey, Tom and Chippy go to a bar to discuss Chippy's affair with Bruce. He wants to know who else knows about her and Bruce. Chippy gives info about a handicapable former cop lady who works down in Records. Tom orders her to hide out at his place while he does some further investigation. He goes to see Records Lady who acts all suspicious.
At the end of her shift, Tom follows Records Lady to a scrap yard. Tom spies on her as she tries to convince MC to stop killing innocent people and go after the big kahunas (like SHAFT) who sent him to prison in the first place. Tom accidentally knocks something over and Records Lady shoots at him. Maniac Cop disappears.
Tom does more research and finds out about a hero cop who ended up being sent to prison for killing a perp. He in turn was murdered in prison. Seems Maniac Cop was engaged to a fellow officer at the time. His fiancée was so distraught after his conviction and murder that she threw herself off a building. She lived but ended up crippling herself. Tom does the math.
Tom and Chippy go to update Bruce on the goings on. Tom leaves Chippy to "question Bruce further" (read: make googly eyes at each other) and heads to snoop around the Records Lady's office. She's not around, so Tom pokes through her purse and finds a glove that she had taken from MC. Records Lady sneaks up behind him and shows him how rude it is to go through a lady's purse by whacking him with her cane. Maniac Cop then shows up and begins tossing Tom all over the place. Chippy and Bruce hear the commotion and buzz to be let out of their little interview room, but no one answers. When Chippy tries the door she finds it unlocked and a shit-ton of dead cops all around it. Bruce sends her to Tom's car while he goes to see if Tom's alright. He has to book it out of there when other cops show up and immediately think he's the culprit. He leaves the building just in time to see Tom's body come flying from the building and land on a car next to them. At this point, I'm like "Dude, they killed Tom Atkins! You bastards!!!"
Tom had arranged to meet with the prison's medical examiner to find out more about Maniac Cop. Bruce and Chippy decide to take that meeting. They get the whole story of how this guy was a hero who cleaned up the streets, so no one really called him on his brutal methods. That is until he killed a perp or two. He was tried and convicted and sent to prison. He refused protective custody and one day, in the shower the Mullet Boys attacked him and cut him up real good. Doc claims he was dead, but Chippy and Bruce squeeze out of him that he found a faint pulse and revived MC. The kahunas figured it be a real media shithole to send him back, so they let him out.
Bruce and Chippy head back to the city. Chippy goes to confront commissioner while Bruce skulks around across the street from 1PP. Oh, and did I mention it's St. Patrick's Day so apparently ¾ of the force is marching in the big parade. Anyway, Chippy fails at convincing the commissioner that MC is the killer. He plays a message the Tom left him about the killer being a rogue cop who was being helped by a female accomplice, then orders her placed under arrest. A pudgy cop (whom I totally recognized, but can't place) comes in and cuffs her as the commissioner and the captain (whom I haven't mentioned before this, but he's kind of important) head off for some parade fun. Unfortunately, Maniac Cop cuts their fun short (pun intended) when he kills them both.
Pudgy Cop decides to try to get Chippy to confess to him. She refuses and he finally cuffs one of her wrists to his and they head for the tombs. PC is all bitchin' at her for fucking with his ambitions when MC guts him. Chippy freaks out and drags PC towards the elevators, but that exit is blocked by SHAFT's and the captain's bodies so she drags him into some office where she unlocks herself and flings a chair through a window to escape Maniac Cop coming after her. She climbs out on a ledge to escape him which Bruce notices. Unfortunately, a gaggle of cops across the street notice Bruce at that same moment and quickly move in to arrest him. They toss him in the back of a paddy wagon and start congratulating themselves on catching him. Maniac Cop then comes up and tosses the driver out and takes off. A young cop pulls up and Chippy runs up and hops in his car because that is the only cop around all of a sudden.
What will become of Bruce? Will Chippy and the rookie catch up and save the day? When are going to re-animate the corpse of Tom Atkins so he can come back in a kick ass to end this movie? I won't tell. I think this movie is pretty awesome and even though most people who read my little bloggy her aren't likely to ever even think of renting something like this movie, I recommend this movie to my horror buddies who would indeed check out just this sort of movie. It is 80s horror at its Velveeta-y best.
Anyway, after checking out Maniac Cop, I spent the rest of the afternoon watching Burn Notice. I was kind of p.o'ed because I still had two more episodes from season 1 to watch, but as with Dexter, those had been removed. Luckily, TWoP had a quicky recap of that season. So I am watching Season 2 on Hulu now. I dig it. Fiona sucks, but Jeffrey Donovan is sufficiently hot and Bruce is sufficiently Bruce and the show is interesting. I almost went to the movies, but the only things I really want to see right now are playing at theatres I hate (Milk, Doubt) or only playing at 11 pm at a theatre that is not conveniently located (Let the Right One In). I'll hold on to my movie pennies for My Blood Valentine 3-D.
There were a bunch of crappy marathons on television (well, except the Twilight Zone marathon), so I decided to see what I could Instant-Watch on Netflix. This winter's crush object Bruce Campbell has several flicks available to watch. After checking out the trailer for The Man with the Screaming Brain, I thought my hangover would be better served by a little cop drama horror, so I went with one of his earlier efforts, Maniac Cop. (Warning: Here there be spoilers!)
I thought I had seen this movie a million years ago, but I don't think so. Even if I wouldn't have remembered that Bruce was in it, I totes would have remembered that Tom Atkins was in it. I'm pretty sure I saw Maniac Cop 2 because that has Leo Rossi in it which I remembered, but I remember him being the Maniac Cop which he's not but my old brain can't process stuff very well anymore.
Anyway, the plot of Maniac Cop is sorta simple. In 80s-era New York (remember David Dinkins? I don't know if he was mayor at the time this movie was made. I just wonder if anyone remembers him.), a cop is killing innocent people. Tom Atkins is trying to track him down. Bruce Campbell gets accused of being the killer cop. Tom and a lady cop have to clear Bruce's name. Awesomeness ensues. Okay, it's a little more complicated than that, but if I weren't terribly bored that would be a fine summation.
A meatier telling goes a little like this. After a couple of innocents get killed and witnesses report a cop as the perpetrator, the commissioner (SHAFT, bitches!!!) doesn't want to believe it. Tom Atkins does though and as the detective on the case he's gonna prove it. Meanwhile, Bruce is a cop on the force whose wife suspects him of being Maniac Cop, mostly because their marriage is failing. One night when he claims he has to work OT (and after she receives a suspicious phone call), she follows him to a no-tell motel and busts him with his squeeze. When she leaves, she becomes Maniac Cop's next victim. He leaves her body in the no-tel which leads the cops to Bruce. He denies it, but won't give up his squeeze as an alibi.
Eventually, Tom gets Bruce to cop to the affair and give up the chippy's name so Tom goes to get her. Chippy is a fellow cop. That night as she's working Vice Maniac Cop tries to kill her. She shoots him multiple times, but it doesn't hurt him, but Tom hears the shots and comes to the rescue. Maniac Cop just disappears.
Instead of heading off to headquarters to file an official report that a big ass cop just tried to choke a bitch while Bruce was totally in the pokey, Tom and Chippy go to a bar to discuss Chippy's affair with Bruce. He wants to know who else knows about her and Bruce. Chippy gives info about a handicapable former cop lady who works down in Records. Tom orders her to hide out at his place while he does some further investigation. He goes to see Records Lady who acts all suspicious.
At the end of her shift, Tom follows Records Lady to a scrap yard. Tom spies on her as she tries to convince MC to stop killing innocent people and go after the big kahunas (like SHAFT) who sent him to prison in the first place. Tom accidentally knocks something over and Records Lady shoots at him. Maniac Cop disappears.
Tom does more research and finds out about a hero cop who ended up being sent to prison for killing a perp. He in turn was murdered in prison. Seems Maniac Cop was engaged to a fellow officer at the time. His fiancée was so distraught after his conviction and murder that she threw herself off a building. She lived but ended up crippling herself. Tom does the math.
Tom and Chippy go to update Bruce on the goings on. Tom leaves Chippy to "question Bruce further" (read: make googly eyes at each other) and heads to snoop around the Records Lady's office. She's not around, so Tom pokes through her purse and finds a glove that she had taken from MC. Records Lady sneaks up behind him and shows him how rude it is to go through a lady's purse by whacking him with her cane. Maniac Cop then shows up and begins tossing Tom all over the place. Chippy and Bruce hear the commotion and buzz to be let out of their little interview room, but no one answers. When Chippy tries the door she finds it unlocked and a shit-ton of dead cops all around it. Bruce sends her to Tom's car while he goes to see if Tom's alright. He has to book it out of there when other cops show up and immediately think he's the culprit. He leaves the building just in time to see Tom's body come flying from the building and land on a car next to them. At this point, I'm like "Dude, they killed Tom Atkins! You bastards!!!"
Tom had arranged to meet with the prison's medical examiner to find out more about Maniac Cop. Bruce and Chippy decide to take that meeting. They get the whole story of how this guy was a hero who cleaned up the streets, so no one really called him on his brutal methods. That is until he killed a perp or two. He was tried and convicted and sent to prison. He refused protective custody and one day, in the shower the Mullet Boys attacked him and cut him up real good. Doc claims he was dead, but Chippy and Bruce squeeze out of him that he found a faint pulse and revived MC. The kahunas figured it be a real media shithole to send him back, so they let him out.
Bruce and Chippy head back to the city. Chippy goes to confront commissioner while Bruce skulks around across the street from 1PP. Oh, and did I mention it's St. Patrick's Day so apparently ¾ of the force is marching in the big parade. Anyway, Chippy fails at convincing the commissioner that MC is the killer. He plays a message the Tom left him about the killer being a rogue cop who was being helped by a female accomplice, then orders her placed under arrest. A pudgy cop (whom I totally recognized, but can't place) comes in and cuffs her as the commissioner and the captain (whom I haven't mentioned before this, but he's kind of important) head off for some parade fun. Unfortunately, Maniac Cop cuts their fun short (pun intended) when he kills them both.
Pudgy Cop decides to try to get Chippy to confess to him. She refuses and he finally cuffs one of her wrists to his and they head for the tombs. PC is all bitchin' at her for fucking with his ambitions when MC guts him. Chippy freaks out and drags PC towards the elevators, but that exit is blocked by SHAFT's and the captain's bodies so she drags him into some office where she unlocks herself and flings a chair through a window to escape Maniac Cop coming after her. She climbs out on a ledge to escape him which Bruce notices. Unfortunately, a gaggle of cops across the street notice Bruce at that same moment and quickly move in to arrest him. They toss him in the back of a paddy wagon and start congratulating themselves on catching him. Maniac Cop then comes up and tosses the driver out and takes off. A young cop pulls up and Chippy runs up and hops in his car because that is the only cop around all of a sudden.
What will become of Bruce? Will Chippy and the rookie catch up and save the day? When are going to re-animate the corpse of Tom Atkins so he can come back in a kick ass to end this movie? I won't tell. I think this movie is pretty awesome and even though most people who read my little bloggy her aren't likely to ever even think of renting something like this movie, I recommend this movie to my horror buddies who would indeed check out just this sort of movie. It is 80s horror at its Velveeta-y best.
Anyway, after checking out Maniac Cop, I spent the rest of the afternoon watching Burn Notice. I was kind of p.o'ed because I still had two more episodes from season 1 to watch, but as with Dexter, those had been removed. Luckily, TWoP had a quicky recap of that season. So I am watching Season 2 on Hulu now. I dig it. Fiona sucks, but Jeffrey Donovan is sufficiently hot and Bruce is sufficiently Bruce and the show is interesting. I almost went to the movies, but the only things I really want to see right now are playing at theatres I hate (Milk, Doubt) or only playing at 11 pm at a theatre that is not conveniently located (Let the Right One In). I'll hold on to my movie pennies for My Blood Valentine 3-D.
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