Spider-Man 3 Sucks

This weekend, i went and saw the third installment of Spider-Man. I loved the 2nd film and thought it was one of the best superhero movies ever made (although not as good as Batman Begins) so i had high hopes for S3. And i’m sad to say that it was disappointing on every level. The story was bad, the action was average and the dialogue was atrocious.

In the first two films Peter Parker was always a nerdy guy but you felt for him and wanted to see him succeed. But, in this film he was just creepy. Throughout the movie, he is either staring at MJ in a stalker-like way, wandering around with a goofy grin on his face drunk on fame, or when he’s infected by an alien goo just behaving completely odd. I kind of wanted him to get his ass kicked.

The action scenes were nicely constructed but weren’t that interesting. I always hate it when it seems that neither super-hero can die. I mean it seemed that The Sandman was completely indestructible. I mean there was no way he could die so why do we need to spend 10 minutes watch them punch each other? Every movie has good special effects these days, i’d like to see some scenes that are unique. The Matrix came out 8 years ago and those fight scenes are still cooler than any of these.

Scenes i think spidey-sucked:

  • The whole engagement scene was trying to be slapstick silly and came across like something you’d see in a G-rated film. Even though i love Bruce Campbell, this scene didn’t work.
  • When MJ and Harry are making food (who makes omelette’s for dinner?) they dance to the 1950’s tune “The Twist.” Who does this and why use this song? It was just flat-out strange to see in this movie. It was neither sexy, nor friendly. In a blockbuster movie that has 2 villains, it’s not a good sign when the scariest scene in the movie is when two 20-year olds are dancing.
  • The entire time when Peter is “on the goo” is completely strange. Sure his character changes, but the dancing on the street and the macking on the neighbor was done in such a cheesy way that it really brought down the movie. They clearly didn’t think Tobey McGuire would pass as a dick

White Stripes Coke Commercial

I’ve always been a White Stripes fan and i’m also quite a big fan of Michel Gondry.  I never thought either of them would sell out and make a Coke ad.  But the ad is really pretty cool.  The song in the ad is written by Jack White called “Love Is The Truth.” As the song goes, a young woman (who looks like Meg White) walks through a candy-like world where everyone and every animal leaves behind an image of himself or herself. The film is edited by Michel Gondry who i wrote about a few weeks ago (and posted a video of him doing the rubix cube with his feet).

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Fortuitous Beauty of New York

According to Franz (the European academic) in Unbearable Lightness of Being

Beauty in the European sense has always had a premeditated quality to it. We’ve always had an aesthetic intention and a long-range plan. That’s what enabled Western man to spend decades building a Gothic cathedral or a Renaissance piazza. The beauty of New York rests on a completely different base. It’s unintentional. It arose independent of human design, like a stalagmitic cavern. Forms which are in themselves quite ugly turn up fortuitously, without design, in such incredible surroundings that they sparkle with a sudden wondrous poetry

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Technology and Genetics – When Should We Stop? When is it Enough?

A couple of years ago i read Bill Mckibben’s book Enough. It’s a great read. In the book he discusses what it means to be human. There are 3 subjects he focuses on in the book: genetic research, nanotechnology and robotics. In each one he explores that ever shrinking moral and spiritual boundary. Eventually, we’ll get to an “enough point” where we should stop trying to push the limits of technology and medicine.

My favorite part is the discussion of genetically enhanced children and how science (and our ambition) continues to push the limits of what is possible and how children, in enhacned, will never be strive to be great or to achieve as pianists, painters, or athletes because of their “programming.”

I always like Mckibben’s summary of the state of affairs and the recognization of trends in society both on a cultural and technological level – and he does a great job here. Here, more than his others he looks at the family structure and how it has been altered due to television and he doesn’t paint a good picture…

So, in the last century, the invention of the car offered the freedom of mobility, at the cost of giving up the small, coherent physical universes most people had inhabited. The invention of radio and TV allowed the unlimited choices of a national or global culture, but undermined the local life that had long persisted; the old people in my small rural town can still recall when “visiting” was the evening pastime, and how swiftly it disappeared in the 1950’s when CBS and NBC arrived. The 60’s seemed to mark the final rounds of this endless liberation; the invention of divorce as a mass phenomenon made clear that family no longer carried the meaning we’d long assumed, that it could be discarded as the village has been discarded; the pill and the sexual revolution freed us from the formerly inherent burdens of sex, but also often reduced it to the merely “casual.”

…how all this has happened and what it means to us…

Whether all this was “good” or “bad” is an impossible question, and a pointless one. These changes came upon us like the weather; “we” “chose” them only in the broadest sense of the words. You may keep the TV in the closet, but you still live in a TV society. The possibility of divorce now hovers over every marriage, leaving it subtly different from what it would have been before. What’s important is that all these changes went in the same direction: they traded context for individual freedom. Maybe it’s been a worthwhile bargain; without it, we wouldn’t have the prosperity that marks life in the West, and all the things that prosperity implies. Longer life span, for instance; endless choice. But the costs have clearly been real, too: we’ve tried hard to fill the hole left when community disappeared, with “traditional values” and evangelical churches, with back-to-the-land communes and New Age rituals. but those frantic stirrings serve mostly to highlight our radical loneliness.

All of this makes me hate myself for loving the show Seinfeld, which is actually just a show exploring what it means to live a life that has no meaning. It is true, when i look around I see a world where there’s nothing but consumption – and when Mckibben points it out, I had to step back and let out a big whoa.

Where it all ends – the mindless consumption, the lack of context – is that we need to take a stand as individuals and produce context for ourselves. If genetic engineering takes place, the human race can lose the ability to be an individual and for each person to have meaning. If technology continues, we can continue to go beyond nature to a world that is completely unrecognizable. McKibben concludes that it is our capacity as humans for restraint-and even for finding great meaning in restraint. “We need to do an unlikely thing: We need to survey the world we now inhabit and proclaim it good. Good enough.”

As a lover of technology and change, the concept of “Good enough” is quite a thought. You should definitely read this book.

Impressive Pong Skills

While i’ll never truly endorse “Beirut” as a legitimate form of pong, i do have to give this guy a lot of credit. Or maybe i should feel bad for him with all the time he must have put in to make this happen. I wish i would have seen more consecutive sinks instead of 1-time shots b/c he could have just sat there for hours trying to get it to work. That said, they are good shots.

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For those of you who care, i’m a much bigger fan of beer pong with paddles. This is a game that requires more skill, is more fun to play, and much higher stakes (i.e. more beer).

Kurt Vonnegut: A Legend

One of my favorite authors, Kurt Vonnegut, died this past week at the age of 84. He led a pretty incredible life. Born in 1922 in Indiana, he began his writing career at his high school newspaper, The Daily Echo. He briefly attended Butler U, but dropped out when a professor said his stories were not good enough. He then went to Cornell (41-42) where he served as an editor for the student newspaper and majored in biochemistry. He enrolled at Carnegie Mellon in 1943 but studied there only briefly before enlisting in the Army (it was WWII).

In the army he was a scout during the Battle of the Bulge, was cut off from his battalion, and wandered alone behind enemy lines for several days until captured by German troops. There as a POW, Vonnegut witnessed the aftermath of the bombing of Dresden, Germany, which destroyed much of the city. Vonnegut was one of just seven American prisoners of war in Dresden to survive, in an underground meatpacking cellar known as Slaughterhouse Five. He described it as, “Utter destruction. Carnage unfathomable.” This experience formed the core of his most famous work, Slaughterhouse-Five and is a theme in at least six other books.

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Grindhouse Rocked

I went to see The Grindhouse this weekend and LOVED it.  Rodriguez’s terror flick, Planet Terror, was completely entertaining and Tarintino’s Death Proof was satisfying in on every level.

I went to see the film with 3 other friends and the best thing about the movie was how each person liked a different part and not everyone would agree on which was the best feature.   I’ve noticed this in the reviews too. Some reviewers (like this one) loved Rodriguez’s spoof while others (like this one) loved Quentin’s.  I happen to have liked Quentin’s better too – mostly because i love his quirks.

What is in the Grindhouse? As one reviewer correctly posted, it is a double feature movie where both directors brought their A-game and provided all the must-haves, such as:

zombie hordes and one-legged go-go dancers, hot rods and hot pants, evil doctors and exploding pustules, trash-talking identical-twin babysitters, castration, decapitation, dismemberment, diminutive Mexican badasses, customized motorcycles, Kurt Russell, Osama bin Laden, Fu Manchu, tasty sausage, jive-ass stuntwomen, outrageous car wrecks, buckets of blood, geysers of gore, mountains of weaponry, explosions bigger than God and of course titties, lots and lots of titties.

How could this not be one of the best movies of the year?  What did you think?