The Awful Truth: Vitamin Information

Really, you're setting yourself up for failure when you call yourself "Disaster Movie." It's another movie in the long line of "Made by 2 of the 6 guys who brought you Scary Movie 3!" movies. It's awful, everyone knows it's going to be awful, there's just a cross section of dumb America who keeps going back to these things. It's the same group of people who go to the video store and rent the movie with the most well-endowed babe on the box cover, it's the people who rent "real bum fights volume 6," which includes none of the following: people over the age of 17, people with an IQ over 90, people who work for a living, pacifists, people who have been to college, women.

The sad thing is, there's really a lot of room to make a good parody movie. The Brits are doing it just fine, what with Shaun of the Dead being such a big hit. I'd like to see the American version. Unfortunately the same old tripe pops up twice a year, and we're expected to keep on accepting it. Oh well.

Enough with the bad features, lets talk about health, baby. Head on over to Primal Nutrition to get some omega 3 benefits.

Cheers!

Yep, that's what I'm doing. I freelance as a script consultant and writer (bleh! Isn't that too Hollywood?!) and I recently was commissioned to do a little upkeep on a script that is currently already two weeks into shooting.

That's not a good sign. Usually the script is finished by the time the cameras begin rolling. And if any last minute changes are made, they are usually made by the writer who completed the polish or latest draft. Furthermore, I'm not allowed to mention the movie, but let's just say it stars a few actors of ill repute. Who knows if the film will actually become a major motion picture, with independent films you never know. But, judging by the script, I don't think this one has a chance. And that's saying a lot, since I usually take pride in the stuff I write.

Anyway, how does one go about improving something if it is already covered in the finality of doom? The best one can, I suppose. Which is what I did, though in this case, I'm not sure my best was good enough.

Sorry for the short, off topic post this week, but it's the end of the day, and I've got business to tend to. So here we go...

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Typcially the summer is ripe with great flicks for me to tear apart. Inplausible sequels, the most grown-worthy of romantic comedies. Action movies that forget to have dialogue, and of course, the token super hero movie and sword and sandal epic.

However, this year I must honestly say I've been pleasantly surprised by the hit releases. Iron Man had it's typicalities, but it also had a due amount of charm, it was a touch more grown-up, and Robert Downey Jr. was great. Indiana Jones delivered what it promised, lots of adventure, a thrill ride, and dashing wit from the dashiest and wittiest of reluctant scholarly heroes, even the trippy "extra-dimensional" ending wasn't without its goofy appeal. Sex and the City rose above the TV show and delivered and well groomed package of a film, enjoyable by more than the over-thirties female quadrant. Narnia was battleriffic and still cute enough to smile at with some good acting chops lifting up the film in supporting roles. Even Speed Racer was a fast bit of chaotic nonsense, enjoyable for its style and haphazard way of letting lose on all the typical demands of the "summer movie."

I'm sure plenty of other critics have nasty things to say about all these features, how the films don't deliver on expectations. The loss of substance over style. The usual laundry list of cynical and expected complaints. But, I've thoroughly enjoyed my weekends watching movies this summer. I say bring on the popcorn, bring on much more, because is tasting quite buttery at the moment, and that's the way I like it.

On the flip side, buttery popcorn isn't HEALTHY, and I have devoted a blippet of this website to good health, so here we go...

I found a great post on washboard abs. It's extreme!

I also discovered a website selling omega 3 supplements and the master formula. Wonderful nutritional supplements for anyone who's interested.

This Island Earth, a classic sci-fi film.

But, classics aren't necessarily good movies. They are just remarkable in some aspect.

This Island Earth was a grandiose, spectacle of a movie. "Over 2 and a half years in the making!" boasts the trailer. It was in full color back in the 1950's which was rare for any movie without an A-list star or a cast of thousands.

The draw? Aliens. America had sensationalized flying saucers, paranoia was everyone's favorite parlor game, and a movie about traveling to aliens with giant foreheads was just the ticket for summer.

The movie is unbearably awful, the acting, the writing, the way the plot creeps along without much of a through line. The showdown between horrified girl and rubbery brain/insect/beast at the end is particularly funny, the way the woman runs cavalier in a circle while the alien pursues. The costumes a good bit of ridiculous too.

This film is the paragon of the summer blockbuster. I'm sure teens were gabbing away back in the 50's of the amazing special effects and cool aliens, but time is hard on these sorts of movies.

Yes, time's a bitch. For the summer blockbuster, few have any value beyond a decade. Who watches Twister these days? Or Speed? Or Air Force One? Not only have these movies flickered away into the no-rental zone of blockbuster video, they are even mocked today for the stodgy, unbelievable premises and plots. Yet, at the time I remember loving these films. I even remember critic praising these films. Ah, well. I guess they're no worse than the rhetorical tripe that washes away just as quickly every Christmas. At least the aliens in This Island Earth don't spew on about border patrolling, the timeliness of diplomacy, or the importance of questioning everything.

Health link time!
Abs on a high fat diet is a great fitness post from the folks over at Mark's Daily Apple.
Damage Control 1 is a vitamin site that sells the Master Formula and...
Damage Control 2 is the main website of the same company.

Does Judd Apatow Fail?

Hailed as the current King of Comedy, he is box office and critical gold, and rare thing in today's dichotomous world of popcorn blasters and artistic mincers. The 40 Year Old Virgin was a raging success, and Knocked up was the (cliche alert) runaway hit of the summer. He's got an earmark for raunchy R comedy with lots of heart. And his films are usually dabbled with an assortment of his friend actors and/or wife.

I laughed as hard as anyone at the 40 year old virgin, and Knocked up had me chuckling, even if the plot wasn't particularly fulfilling.

Superbad wasn't quite as rewarding, though admittedly I missed it in the theater and nothing beats a large audience to amp up the laughs in a comedy.

And now there is "Forgetting Sarah Marshall." Essentially the same cast as his previous films, essentially the same plot, this is essentially the same film you've seen for the last two years. Schleppy guy is still a man/boy. He finds a girl, screws things up, learns how to not be a man/boy, and wins the girl. Insert cameos and lots of improvised sexomedy, and whalah, film complete.

Forgetting Sarah Marshall doesn't get a megaFAIL, but all the things I found new and funny three years ago, just don't cut the mustard these days. It's like a good joke you've heard twice before. You have to admit the joke is good, but you don't laugh the next time you hear it.

So where does the FAIL lie? The fail is given to the guy who tells me the joke three times in a row, and expects me to keep laughing.

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