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I'm SomeGuy, 29 years old, residing in Vancouver, BC, Canada. I've studied English Literature, Chinese Martial Arts, and am currently pursuing careers in writing - possibly even in the anime industry itself.

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I'll post about Indy 4 later . . .

So, there was this one trailer before Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull I saw that totally sucked me in . . .

I imagine very few of you actually saw it, either.

So it starts off with the usual thing with Mr. Voiceover going "It was a time of innocence..." and then a sequence with a soldier asking a girl out and her response of "I don't dance with soldiers...". Mr. Voiceover then goes "...a time of love..."

So I'm thinking, "Greaaaaat, another grand war film with a super-cheesy romance in there as well . . ." Naturally the next little while keeps it up with soldier-boy and the girl yakkin' it up. I couldn't see the uniform clearly enough, though . . .

"It was a time of war..."

Bam. Marching uniforms. And the Alliance film logo.

Okay, British saucer-helmets, cool, cool, at least it's not another American war film (not to rag on 'em, but y'know, it's a nice change). Next, dirty, dirty, cratered fields . . . oh cool! World War 1! Nice, nice, there aren't too many crazy epic movies about that these days . . .

Officer walking down street with another guy mentions a thing about recruitment being the main issue . . . heh, that sounds kinda familiar but totally not likely . . . Union Jacks all around, neat . . . missed the other flag in there, though . . .

Then some more people start talking. Wait a minute . . . that's not a British accent . . . but during more romance-type bits the guy's definitely wearing a British uniform . . . I think . . . . it's not American, that's for sure . . . . .

. . . oh, the girl became a battlefield nurse. Alright, clever, clever . . .

"One nation found its heroes..."

. . . . . that doesn't sound like something that the British would say. They have plenty of heroes . . .

Then some guys talk about the location of the focus battle . . .

Passchendaele.

I remember my war history pretty well. And Passchendaele was one of the big battles that Canadians fought and that's why we learned about it so much. But seriously, the scale of this movie could not be . . . but anyway, just so you get a full sense of the eventual smash to the audience's collective face, I'll just quote the trailer (which I just found, thank goodness):

"This party we call Passchendaele started three months ago... The job of breaking out falls to the only outfit in this entire circus that seems capable of getting anything done and that's us... The Canadian Corps."

No way. No. Fucking. Way.

Holy fuck! Giant, epic-scale CANADIAN war movie!

"Their Story is Our Story..."

And really, by this point I was just glued to the screen as it all scrolled by. And I pretty much shit my pants right then and there. And then it just kept getting better and better.

More dialogue comes up from a guy: "Y'know they got a name for us, the enemy... they call us stormtroopers."

Fuuuuuuuck yes. And y'know, I'm even gonna roll with this romantic side-story as well, 'cause as contrived as those are, I'm seeing a lot of explosions, machine-guns, and guys crossing en masse over No-Man's Land. So . . . yeah. This is gonna be amazing and I'm totally pumped and excited about this. Like, the last Canadian war film I saw was "Dieppe" which was more of a 2-part made-for-tv deal. It did the job, but it was extremely low-budget, you never even saw the Germans they attacked at the beach . . . in contrast, "Passchendaele" has guys in both uniforms all over the trailer, so I'm happy.

The movie is "Passchendaele", it was filmed in Alberta and in Belgium, it's due this fall . . . and I need you all to now watch this trailer linked from the film's homepage:

http://www.passchendaelethemovie.com/

As an extra sweetener, I think everyone whom I've ever wished a happy birthday will get a gigantic smile over one fairly well-highlighted line of speech in there. As you can tell, this movie was pretty much destined for me to see it.

Busy, busy week!

Let's see . . .

I watched the season finale of House and cried a little . . .
I tried to get Brawl to work online only to have it finally work a day after I wanted it to . . .
I started a brand new insane writing-type project for theO . . .
I made a stupid mistake in said writing-type project for theO, felt shame . . .
I went to my brother's convocation ceremony at the university which involved waking up at about 5:30am . . .
I played a little Wii Sports and Rock Band with my Calgary cousins . . .
I barbecued some steaks for my brother and his friends to celebrate his graduation . . .
I burned my finger a little on a metal skewer . . .
I posted a podcast a couple hours later than I usually do . . .

Annnnnd . . . tomorrow maybe I'll go see Indiana Jones with my cousins.

Goodness, this has been a tiring week. And I still kinda wanna type up a writing lesson before bed . . . there's gotta be something wrong with me.

Erherhm . . .

By the by, if any of you writing-type people haven't checked it out yet . . .

There is a super-important message-thingy posted on my other World right now.

Granted, if you're a subscriber you already saw it. But still, just sayin', we needs the feedbacks sooner than later, 'cause peoples are running off to Toronto this weekend.

And yes, those were incorrect usages of the plural form. Among other things.

Imagination Gone Awry

Ohhhhhhhhhhh man . . . . . I went insane again this week . . .

Look what I did in Rock Band this week!

"Sanosuke" has all his scars, "Shinpachi" has his nose bandage, and "Saitou" has beads around "his" wrists and a fishnet top. And yes, "Yamanami" is wearing the "Doctor What" jacket that you can buy in the game (I'm sure that should interest at least one or two people here).

Other than that . . . a couple birthdays here and there, had a delicious bacon cheeseburger at White Spot where you could actually taste the bacon on the burger . . . annnnd yeah. Monday was a pretty decent day, I'd say.

Well, I'm tired . . .

And no, it's not Wiitis; Brawl does not hurt you when you play. Not physically, anyway.

No, the past few days my mom has decided that we needed to start doing yard work. So y'know, weeding 3 years' worth of weeds, front and back, with a house of 4 people . . . one of which isn't really allowed to do too much physical work because of a heart condition, another who physically isn't really strong enough to do hard labour . . .

So yeah, my brother and I are tired. I feel all torn up, but ah well. Heh . . . grumbliest weekend ever.

Yesterday also happened to be the ONE day when we have like, 5 successive long fanfics in the Fan Word submissions. Took a lotta time to read through 'em. Oh, funny story about fanfics . . . I think there's about three Naruto fanfics called "Rain" (well, one's "Precipitation" but I get the feeling she just noticed there were already two other stories called "Rain", so . . .). I just find it interesting that all the prolific fanfic writers write about Naruto (and they all involve Sakura gettin' it on with people). There's like, only 2 Bleach fanfics right now, in comparison.

Actually, no wait . . . . . no wait, one of the "Rain" stories is Bleach. My bad. Nevertheless . . .

So yeah. I'm tired.