Well, here I am. People who know me love me whether they like it or not. It's a burden since I dislike most people. You can find My actual Life HERE. I have many fandoms, and many likes but I have yet to find passion in a past time. You are welcome as long as you behave.
I figure as long as STAN can live here, I can too. Here's round two.
A few thoughts on Resident Evil:Retribution:
Firstly, the main thing that struck me about the movie was it's video game-esque format. That may seem like a strange comment for a video game movie, but hear me out. I have been an ardent fan of the RE series from games to movies. While building on the games the movies have taken a different route and have always had a more cinematic form. they are a story arc start to end. IN this final installment, Paul WS Anderson seems to have made a lazy in the writing of this one compared to the rest. I kind of felt like I should have had a controller through a lot of the movie. Red Queen popping up on the screen to give orders did nothing for me.
Second, I like the music in this film the best out of any of them, and I like the music in the first a lot.
I'm about to laundry list here, I hate the costuming, I wish The Redfields had been in it, the logistics of rescuing a deaf girl from a zombie filled Umbrella compound seem like they should be more complicated, you have no chance to connect with any of the characters besides Alice, there's no real development, the Asian lady's acting was awful, I don't care if she's blonde in the video game, they should have let Jill Valentine stay brunette.
While I felt it more video game-ish I kept being surprised. I kept waiting for scenes to happen and they didn't. A different turn was taken. This happened like 3 times, it was a little refreshing.
On the whole, the acting was awful. However this did not bother me as I was watching a Resident Evil Movie. The set design was pretty impeccable and kind of gorgeous. Staging has never been a problem for this series though.
It was nice to see faces from the earlier movies and I understand the decision to not give them character depth, but it still annoys me.
So Iz is all responsible or tired or something and logged out ages ago and I figured I'd get on the bike and try to not be fat for once.... Um, no. Before I even get a chance to try I get an IM and chitter that that person for a bit. Before I get finished with that my phone rings and it's my buddy who is mad at her boyfriend (usual) and she is a little drunk and wants to jibber about it (unusual) well, and hour and 18 fucking minutes later I'm finally off the damn phone. I hate you, Alexander Graham Bell. I now have no motivation to do it. It's midnight thirty... I love my friend, but why is the first time you want to talk to me in week the first time in longer than that that I've been even close to motivated to get off my ass?
I'm grumbling about a girl being my friend. I kind of suck as a person. I think I just have to have something to be angry about. I also think that things other people find fun or importantish or whatever are a waste of time. I have no use for idle banter I don't know, I've been grumpy for a couple of days and between my shitty job and, I don't know, something I can't bother to show anyone I'm grumpy and now I have to spend an hour and a half of my grumpy time cheering someone else up.
*throws hands in the air*
I was more pissed off yesterday than I'd been in a long time. I'm only now, 30+ hours later, ready to blah blah about it.
I have this cousin, he's the biggest douche I've ever know. Of this I'm fairly certain. I can deal with a lot of different kinds of people, and I am very good at civil disagreement. He and I see the world very differently. He lacks respect for anything and I lack respect for him...
So, yesterday I check my facebook notifications and it says that he's commented on one of my pictures. I figure it's one of my MANY political pictures and go see. I was unprepared for what I found.
I'm certain he thought is was a hilarious joke.... I flipped my shit. I left the second comment and a few other words via message and kicked his ass off my page. I will be the first to admit that I'm an unapologetic feminist, but even to a normal person, that "joke" is beyond the pale. I sat at my desk literally shaking with rage.
I don't know why I'm posting about it, it makes no difference, but my reaction was... is visceral. I'm still pissed. If you're a douchebag reading my page, don't be this kind of douchebag. If you aren't a douchebag but plan on having kids, don't let them be this kind of douchebag. gah.
On Thursday Giant Dog bit me. Truth be told, his shots are all out of date and I've spent my 4 day weekend observing the dogs and imagining Rabies symptoms. Yes, imagining. I have no fever or flu-like symptoms, and those come first. The bite is on my right leg and it's pretty gnarly. At least it was. I've decided that Giant Dog is actually venomous. in the same way Gila monsters and komodo dragons are venomous. He doesn't produce his own poison but his mouth is for full of bacteria my leg tried to rot off.
The infection was the most painful part, and as soon as that started to subside, I felt better, but I still have some swelling.
My neck/back are still bothering me, but I have a massage scheduled for next tuesday. Hopefully it will get me all fixed up.
