The door that opens is the winner!

A couple of thoughts on the finale of Hell’s Kitchen (highlight to read):

:: Jay got a bit too cocky. He ran a good dinner service, but listening to his constant trash-talking just got annoying.

:: I also got tired of hearing him drool over Holli. That’s what blogs are for. (Did he really think he was going to get a shot with her?)

:: Holli’s kitchen brigade for the final service was awful. Or maybe it just seemed that way due to editing. But the show really made it look as though Jay’s kitchen was a well-oiled machine while Holli’s was a Model-T that was missing a few parts.

:: I love the way they cut to Benjamin’s pouty face within seconds of Holli being revealed as the winner. That was great.

:: I’ve gotta wonder if part of Holli’s win was Gordon Ramsay looking at Holli’s son and thinking, “Geez, I can’t make that kid cry.”

:: Jean-Phillippe apparently doesn’t much like getting dowsed with champagne. Which is why that moment was really funny.

:: More next season! Can’t wait!

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“We’re back! We’re bad! You’re black! I’m mad!”

So after watching Lethal Weapon a few weeks ago, it was natural to follow it up with…Lethal Weapon 2.

The second LW movie is one of the rare sequels that is of comparable quality to its predecessor. I don’t think it’s quite as good, but it’s awfully close. The story this time doesn’t make quite as much sense, and it’s quite a bit harder to follow, but it helps that the villains in this movie — South African diplomats, led by the ultra-smarmy Joss Ackland as Arjun Rudd, using their diplomatic immunity to run drugs and launder drug money — are some of the more gleefully malevolent villains I can remember.

To note that the movie opens in medias res is actually an understatement; I can’t think of a way for a movie to plop us in the middle of the action more than this one. After the opening title card fades, the first thing we see and hear is a close-up of Martin Riggs (Mel Gibson) screaming “Ya-HOOOO!” in the middle of a high-speed chase through downtown LA. His partner, the more even-keeled Roger Murtaugh (Danny Glover), is driving as they pursue some thieves, or drug runners, or something. Any explanation for why they’re in the middle of a chase is shouted quickly and it’s easy to miss it all entirely. I’ve seen this movie a lot of times, and I’ve never been entirely sure as to the set-up for the chase. The chase ends, though, and Riggs and Murtaugh discover South African coins filling the trunk of the car. They’re on to something, it seems.

This is one of those movies where several different plotlines seem to careen in and around one another, and we’re not sure as to what the connections are until the final act. As the whole South African thing percolates in the background, Riggs and Murtaugh are assigned to babysit an accountant who has been laundering drug money, skimming from the take, and agreed to turn state’s evidence against the drug dealers. This accountant turns out to be a high-strung guy named Leo Getz, who is played with some energy by Joe Pesci. Did I say “some” energy? It’s actually manic energy. Pesci’s character was extremely memorable; for years after this movie came out, the canonical impression people would do of Joe Pesci was to say, in Leo Getz’s standard way, “OK, OK, OK, OK, OK, OK.” And, of course, his signature bit of dialogue, in which he rants about fast food service: “They f*** you at the drive-thru!”

The creation of a third unique character to bounce off Riggs and Murtaugh is one of the movie’s wise steps; had they kept things focused on just the two cops, some of the dynamic might have started to become routine. In the course of the movie, Murtaugh doesn’t really develop a whole lot, but Riggs continues to grow and open up after stepping back from being suicidal in the first film. He even becomes attracted to a woman again, who happens to be the administrative assistant to the film’s villain.

The film’s third act becomes pretty intense, and in some ways, I’ve always felt it might be a little too intense. The villains decide to make a statement by slaughtering a whole bunch of Riggs and Murtaugh’s fellow cops, and attempting to kill Riggs and Murtaugh themselves (they escape, obviously). It begins with the villains murdering a whole bunch of cops, and the film takes a pretty dark turn thereafter, when one villain discloses some information to Riggs regarding his wife’s death. I remember this particular revelation being pretty surprising when I saw the movie, and I wondered then — and still wonder — if it was really necessary.

The action sequences in the film are all superb; it seems to me that Richard Donner has never really gotten his due as an action director. The humor this time out is broader, but most of it works. Murtaugh has one of my favorite lines of the “Goofy pun the hero makes after the bad guys are done with” variety: “They’ve been decaffeinated.” (This is a pun on the South African word kaffer, which is their equivalent of our own N-word for black people.) And it’s hard not to get a thrill from the scene where Riggs uses his pickup truck to destroy a house (a visual effect that was filmed for real using a full-size structure).

I recently read that Shane Black, one of the writers, wanted Riggs to die at the end of the movie, thinking that it was the logical end to his “arc”. I’m not sure why there is so often a tendency to think that characters need to die once their “arcs” are complete; Black’s thinking seems to be that we’ve already seen Riggs learn to live again, and once he’s open to possibly loving again, well, that’s when he’s fully back, so it’s time for him to die. I don’t get this, any more than I get the people who think (Harrison Ford among them) that Han Solo should have died in Return of the Jedi. Riggs dying would have made for a very downbeat finale to this movie.

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Wow….

At the school I went to when we lived in Hillsboro, OR last (from fall 1979 to June 1981), this lady was one of my classmates. Interesting to see what she’s made of herself. (I only remember her because she is the only “Brenna” I have ever known. Unusual names stick in my head.)

UPDATE: OK, reading this a bit later on, I think I might sound like I’m saying that the only memorable thing about Brenna is her name. That’s not what I mean at all; we were in third and fourth grade together, and I remember very few names from way back then. Hers is one.

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A Horrific Quiz

SamuraiFrog has this quiz, which I must do. It’s kinda-sorta about horror movies.

1: In Ten Words or Less, Describe Your Blog:

Guy obsesses over overalls and Star Wars. Film at eleven.

2: During What Cinematic Era Where you Born?
A: The Classic Horror Era (late 30’s to 40’s)
B: The Atomic Monster/Nuclear Angst Era (the late 40’s through 50’s)
C: The Psycho Era ( Early 60’s)
D: The Rosemary’s Baby Era (Mid to Late 60’s)
E: The Exorcism Era (Early to mid 70’s)
F: The Halloween Era (Late 70’s to Early 80’s)
G: The Slasher Era (Mid to late 80’s)
H: The Self Referential/Post Modern Era (1990 to 1999)

I was born in 1971, so I’m kind of right on the border between Rosemary’s Baby and The Exorcist.

3: The Carrie Compatibility Question:
(gay men and straight women – make your choice from section A)
A: Billy Nolan or Tommy Ross, who would you take to the prom?
(straight guys and lesbians – make your choice from section B)
B: Sue Snell or Chris Hargensen, who would you take to the prom?

I wouldn’t go to the prom.

4: You have been given an ungodly amount of money, and total control of a major motion picture studio – what would your dream Horror project be?

Filming one of John Bellairs’s books: The Curse of the Blue Figurine or The Treasure of Alpheus T. Winterborn would be good starting points.

5: What horror film “franchise” that others have embraced, left you cold?

I don’t understand the point of the SAW movies, aside from some pretty creative ways of killing and/or maiming people. But I don’t want to watch that, so fuhgeddaboudit.

6: Is Michael Bay the Antichrist?

Not while Sarah Palin and Tom Brady are around! (Bay stinks, though. What an awful filmmaker.)

7: Dracula, The Wolf Man, The Frankenstein Monster – which one of these classic villains scares you, and why?

Dracula, probably. Or vampires. Real vampires. Not those stupid sparkly fake-ass “vampires” from Twilight.

8: Tell me about a scene from a NON HORROR Film that scares the crap out of you:

My obvious answer is the same one that SamuraiFrog gave, so that’s off the table. The abduction of Barry Guiler in Close Encounters of the Third Kind is an extremely effective scene.

9: Baby Jane Hudson invites you over to her house for lunch. What do you bring?

A pizza. Which I leave on her doorstep. And then run away, after ringing the doorbell one time.

10: So, between you and me, do you have any ulterior motives for blogging? Come, on you can tell me, it will be our little secret, I won’t tell a soul.

One day someone will ask me the Right Question, and on that day, the world will end. Or something like that.

But seriously…no. I just like to say what’s on my mind and write about stuff that interests me. It would be nice if the stuff that interested me interested more people, or if what I had to say about what interests me interested more people, but hey, them’s the breaks.

11: What would you have brought to Rosemary Woodhouse’s baby shower?

Cream pies and seltzer water, because there’s gonna be some hijinks when that kid’s born!

12: Godzilla vs The Cloverfield Monster, who wins?

If it’s Japanese Godzilla, then Godzilla wins. If it’s Devlin-and-Emmerich Godzilla, than the Cloverfield thing.

13: If you found out that Rob Zombie was reading your blog, what would you post in hopes that he read it?

I was once driving with a friend to a meeting for the company we worked for, and I had a CD of The X-Files on, and he said that parts of it reminded him of Rob Zombie’s music. I know nothing about Rob Zombie’s music, so I have no idea how accurate that is.

14: What is your favorite NON HORROR FILM, and why?

Star Wars. Duh.

15: If blogging technology did not exist, what would you be doing?

I’d probably still be on Usenet or the FSM boards. Shudder.

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Sentential Links #216

Two hundred sixteen of these posts.

Here’s a weird factoid from my life: 216 is the only room number I remember from my high school building. For years it was a really big room that was only used for study halls, but around my junior year they needed another classroom or two so they put up a wall in the middle of Room 216, turning it into 216 and 217. I have no idea why that’s stuck in my head all these years, but I remember spending time being bored in Study Hall 216.

Anyway, the linkage for the week!

:: Certainly our chest freezers are full of meat and it’s difficult to open the refrigerator without beets or carrots or cabbage rolling out and onto the floor, and there’s not always room on the counter due to the cantaloupe or tomatoes but there’s more to life than meat, fruits and vegetables. There’s cheese for one thing. Bread for another. And, of course, sweets. And that’s where bartering comes in. It’s one of my favorite things about going to market.

:: I recognize the library as the remedy to all of life’s problems. (This has nothing to do with Roger’s post, actually, but let me reiterate my position that one sure way to mark yourself as an idiot is to say something along the lines of “Since we have Amazon.com now, we don’t really need libraries anymore.”)

:: Politics in a democracy isn’t a blood sport. We don’t kill members of the other side or intimidate them with violence. But it’s not a parlor game either. It’s serious stuff, and it deserves to be taken seriously. Republicans do a good job of that, and their approach to process “hypocrisy” merely reflects the fact that they have a reasonable sense of priorities. (I’m not sure I agree with Matt Yglesias’s point here, but it’s interesting to consider. I do think that Democrats would find their lives a lot easier, policy-wise, if they’d get over their somewhat irrational fear of what will happen if they start using process to beat Republicans over the head and get their work done.)

:: It is shameful, of course. Richest country in the history of the word, but don’t let anybody tell you we are generous.

:: Does anyone doubt that once a society ceases to be able to afford schools, public transit, paved roads, libraries and street lights — or once it chooses not to be able to afford those things in pursuit of imperial priorities and the maintenance of a vast Surveillance and National Security State — that a very serious problem has arisen, that things have gone seriously awry, that imperial collapse, by definition, is an imminent inevitability?

:: “Anyone who thinks they’re ready to be a parent ought to try living with three cats first.” (Done, and done.)

:: Are there too many blond female sidekicks?

All for this week. More next week!

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100 more SF books everybody should read!

Lynn found this list, which differs substantially from the last one I did, so we’ll do the same deal this time: already read it; own it and plan to read it; don’t own but plan to read. With occasional comment.

UPDATE: There’s apparently not 100 here. Oh well. Call it the “Almost a hundred”, then.

The Forever War – Joe Haldeman
I Am Legend – Richard Matheson

Cities in Flight – James Blish
Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? – Philip K. Dick (I still haven’t read any PKD!)

The Stars My Destination – Alfred Bester
Babel-17 – Samuel R. Delany
Lord of Light – Roger Zelazny
The Fifth Head of Cerberus – Gene Wolfe
Gateway – Frederik Pohl

The Rediscovery of Man – Cordwainer Smith
Last and First Men – Olaf Stapledon
Earth Abides – George R. Stewart
Martian Time-Slip – Philip K. Dick
The Demolished Man – Alfred Bester

Stand on Zanzibar – John Brunner
The Dispossessed – Ursula K. Le Guin (Read it in high school. I’m pretty sure I missed its point entirely.)

The Drowned World – J. G. Ballard
The Sirens of Titan – Kurt Vonnegut
Emphyrio – Jack Vance
A Scanner Darkly – Philip K. Dick
Star Maker – Olaf Stapledon

Behold the Man – Michael Moorcock
The Book of Skulls – Robert Silverberg
The Time Machine and The War of the Worlds – H. G. Wells

Flowers for Algernon – Daniel Keyes
Ubik – Philip K. Dick
Timescape – Gregory Benford
More Than Human – Theodore Sturgeon
Man Plus – Frederik Pohl

A Case of Conscience – James Blish
The Centauri Device – M. John Harrison
Dr. Bloodmoney – Philip K. Dick
Non-Stop – Brian Aldiss
The Fountains of Paradise – Arthur C. Clarke

Pavane – Keith Roberts
Now Wait for Last Year – Philip K. Dick
Nova – Samuel R. Delany
The First Men in the Moon – H. G. Wells
The City and the Stars – Arthur C. Clarke

Blood Music – Greg Bear
Jem – Frederik Pohl
Bring the Jubilee – Ward Moore
VALIS – Philip K. Dick
The Lathe of Heaven – Ursula K. Le Guin

The Complete Roderick – John Sladek
Flow My Tears, the Policeman Said – Philip K. Dick
The Invisible Man – H. G. Wells
Grass – Sheri S. Tepper
A Fall of Moondust – Arthur C. Clarke

Eon – Greg Bear
The Shrinking Man – Richard Matheson
The Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch – Philip K. Dick
The Dancers at the End of Time – Michael Moorcock
The Space Merchants – Frederik Pohl and Cyril M. Kornbluth

Time Out of Joint – Philip K. Dick
Downward to the Earth – Robert Silverberg
The Simulacra – Philip K. Dick
The Penultimate Truth – Philip K. Dick
Dying Inside – Robert Silverberg
Ringworld – Larry Niven

The Child Garden – Geoff Ryman
Mission of Gravity – Hal Clement
A Maze of Death – Philip K. Dick
Tau Zero – Poul Anderson
Rendezvous with Rama – Arthur C. Clarke

Life During Wartime – Lucius Shepard
Where Late the Sweet Birds Sang – Kate Wilhelm
Roadside Picnic – Arkady and Boris Strugatsky
Dark Benediction – Walter M. Miller, Jr.
Mockingbird – Walter Tevis
Dune – Frank Herbert

The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress – Robert A. Heinlein (Well, I tried once, and bounced off about halfway through.)

The Man in the High Castle – Philip K. Dick
Inverted World – Christopher Priest
Cat’s Cradle – Kurt Vonnegut
The Island of Dr. Moreau – H.G. Wells
Childhood’s End – Arthur C. Clarke
The Time Machine – H.G. Wells (Hold on, this is on here twice!)

Dhalgren (July 2010) – Samuel R. Delany
Helliconia (August 2010) – Brian Aldiss
Food of the Gods (Sept. 2010) – H.G. Wells
The Body Snatchers (Oct. 2010) – Jack Finney
The Female Man (Nov. 2010) – Joanna Russ
Arslan (Dec. 2010) – M.J. Engh (Given contemporary events, this is a really creepy book.)

In other SF reading notes, I’ll just note here that I stopped reading Startide Rising by David Brin about halfway through. There are tons of nifty ideas in that book, but I didn’t care one bit about any of the characters, to the point where halfway through I was having to look back to the book’s Dramatis personae just to remind myself who was being talked about a lot of the time. Part of the problem, for me, is that a lot of the really interesting stuff in the story (the events of the Streaker‘s finding the derelict fleet) is over by the time the book begins, but another problem is that I just wasn’t roped into caring about the people Brin was writing about. So I looked up a plot summary online just to see where the book went after that, and I’m done. I won’t be bothering with the remaining books in the Uplift series.

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Whoa, that’s good Squishy

Seen on Facebook this morning:

Caffeine is my shepherd; I shall not doze.
It maketh me to wake in green pastures:
It leadeth me beyond the sleeping masses.
It restoreth my buzz:
It leadeth me in the paths of consciousness for its name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of addiction,
I will fear no Equal™:
For thou art with me; thy cream and thy sugar they comfort me.
Thou preparest a carafe before me in the presence of The Starbucks:
Thou anointest my day with pep; my mug runneth over.
Surely richness and taste shall follow me all the days of my life:
And I will dwell in the House of Mochas forever.

~Author Unknown

I was drinking coffee when I saw this, naturally. Weird!

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