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Grant Morrison's Seven Soldiers has begun. Bearing in mind this is meant to be the comic which makes the DC Universe realise it's sentient, there seemed no way it could live up to expectations. The first issue just exceeded them.
Work out hard. Expose yourself to alien rays, Get born a mutant. Have a grudge...seems *easy*, doesn't it?
In terms of actual people, rather than online spoofs-cum-Loas, I've only really known one Barry - an English teacher who definitely had a hand in getting me into Cambridge. We hadn't really kept in contact lately, and I only heard today that he died over the festive period. RIP, Bazza. You may have been loud, ruddy and prone to unintentional irony even while discussing literary characters prone to unintentional irony, but you were a good teacher.
Saw three films this weekend. Garden State is a charming little sort-of-comedy about the dislocating experience of returning to visit one's home town. Given the writer/director/star's character is a struggling actor, I suspect elements of autobiography. Given he pulls Natalie Portman, I suspect elements of wish-fulfillment. Still, though I've never taken mentalist medication myself, I know enough people who have to count myself some judge of films on the topic, and this is the best effort I think I've seen.
The Scorpion King is a rather silly piece of sub-Conanism, with no discernible links to the Mummy films for which it's supposedly a prequel. Still, passably entertaining if watched in company with a fan of the Rock.
And then there was the Alfie remake. I think this was a moral fable about how, in spite of having Jude Law's looks, Alfie doesn't have much luck with the ladies because he's pathologically dishonest. I have a nagging sense, though, that I may have missed the point. I do hope not, because the only other reading I can see is that it's another tiresome piece of monogamist standard-waving. And what's so great about peace of mind anyway? Surely the most peaceful the mind becomes is extinction?
I did some other stuff too, but that can wait for later.
Is anybody else planning to go see Philip Jeays at the Battersea Barge this Thursday? Because if so, past experience suggests that advance booking of a table might be advisable.
Work out hard. Expose yourself to alien rays, Get born a mutant. Have a grudge...seems *easy*, doesn't it?
In terms of actual people, rather than online spoofs-cum-Loas, I've only really known one Barry - an English teacher who definitely had a hand in getting me into Cambridge. We hadn't really kept in contact lately, and I only heard today that he died over the festive period. RIP, Bazza. You may have been loud, ruddy and prone to unintentional irony even while discussing literary characters prone to unintentional irony, but you were a good teacher.
Saw three films this weekend. Garden State is a charming little sort-of-comedy about the dislocating experience of returning to visit one's home town. Given the writer/director/star's character is a struggling actor, I suspect elements of autobiography. Given he pulls Natalie Portman, I suspect elements of wish-fulfillment. Still, though I've never taken mentalist medication myself, I know enough people who have to count myself some judge of films on the topic, and this is the best effort I think I've seen.
The Scorpion King is a rather silly piece of sub-Conanism, with no discernible links to the Mummy films for which it's supposedly a prequel. Still, passably entertaining if watched in company with a fan of the Rock.
And then there was the Alfie remake. I think this was a moral fable about how, in spite of having Jude Law's looks, Alfie doesn't have much luck with the ladies because he's pathologically dishonest. I have a nagging sense, though, that I may have missed the point. I do hope not, because the only other reading I can see is that it's another tiresome piece of monogamist standard-waving. And what's so great about peace of mind anyway? Surely the most peaceful the mind becomes is extinction?
I did some other stuff too, but that can wait for later.
Is anybody else planning to go see Philip Jeays at the Battersea Barge this Thursday? Because if so, past experience suggests that advance booking of a table might be advisable.
