Road to Toulouse
Wednesday, 14.May.2008 · Comments (4) · Permalink (835)
I'm sick of having to look at Iron Man's CG mug, so I'm putting some pictures. Sorry, they are boring, and it's a diary entry, but I have to do this. For funky links go to If Then Else or something. To buy stupid shit go to Boing Boing.
This is Ziggy the dog. He's very cute.
This is my sister and my cousin making the most of my car's comfy seats when we went to Resende.
This spanish town is called "Chickens".
This was taken at the Hastingues service area. Me and my sister did the same thing at the same place ten years ago.
This is my boss' cat, taking advantage of the soothing warmth that oozes from the fax machine. :::
Wot, no boobs?
Saturday, 10.May.2008 · Comments? · Permalink (834)
This piece of BBC news caught my eye, "great tits cope well with warming". Don't look too disappointed after you've clicked on the link. :::
Iron Man
Thursday, 8.May.2008 · Comments (2) · Permalink (833)
In my early teens, Iron Man was my favourite superhero. This was all long before the current fad of adapting everything Stan Lee created to the big screen (I'd like to see a Captain Marvel movie one day), and I would have jumped for joy at the prospect of a silver screen version.
One of the first things that caught my attention was the inclusion in the movie of Obadiah Stane and the Iron Monger armour. This I found very cool, since my first contact with the Iron Man comic was during the Stane storyline, culminating in a climactic issue #200. Stane wasn't a frequent character, but he was very influential in the development of the original Iron Man story.
Big problem is that the film is rather sub-par as far as other superhero films go. The origin of the armour is rather good, there are no embarassingly stupid campy moments as plagues many a superhero film (Spiderman 3 is the most alarming example), Robert Downey Jr. and Jeff Bridges both have very good performances. But there wasn't enough screen time for the armour, and the jump from the Mark III armour being developed to suddenly ready was a bit too abrupt. I get the impression the entire film was rushed, as sort of origin episode that precedes a more serious effort someone will call Iron Man 2 one day.
As the genre goes, the DC adaptations have been rather more quality-focused, namely the most recent Batman and Superman films (can we throw in Constantine? Not exactly a superhero but a great DC adaptation). Marvel doesn't have that many good films to its credit, except for the first two fantastic X-Men films, but this Iron Man movie nudges in alongside the first Spiderman film as Marvel's third finest. IMHO. :::
Haute Garonne Midi Pyrénées
Friday, 2.May.2008 · Comments (1) · Permalink (832)
Every now and then, I write abroad. This time, it's Toulouse, from my family's home over here. I'm writing on my cousin's computer, which is turning out to be a bit of a pain in the backside, since it's not a QWERTY keyboard, it's AZERTY, so it's hard not to cock up. What's worse is having to press shift for all the numbers and the full stop(.), which comes out ; if I get distracted. Sounds very fine until it comes to writing sentences or filling in web addresses.
At least the journey was good since I got to unleash my lovely new(ish) car, a 2000 Volvo S60 T5. I had LPG installed, so it's unbelievably economical, and goes like the clappers if I put my foot down. And what was really unbelievable is that I managed to do all 1200 km by myself, thanks to comfy seats and cruise control (and to coffee, let's be honest). I'll probably write a bit more about this later on, but more as tips to LPG users than a diary-esque essay.
What wonderful world
Tuesday, 29.April.2008 · Comments? · Permalink (831)
I won't even comment the nightmarish, obscenely monstrous Austrian who kept his daughter in a cellar for 24 years and fathered her 7 kids, because it's so fucking awful. I'm also pretty darn well shocked because of the thugs who beat a 20 year-old goth girl to death while she was cradling her boyfriend in her arms after the same bastards had given him a thrashing. I'm all for poking fun at people who dress weird but I haven't proposed beating the shit out of them. Especially goths since they're all mellow and don't piss anybody off. :::
Ooh bop... fashion
Saturday, 26.April.2008 · Comments (1) · Permalink (830)
About three or four years ago, my aunts used to think my mother had bats in the belfry because she kept aloe vera leaves in the kitchen to treat all sorts of ailments, from dermatological to internal. A year or two ago, my girlfriend used to ask around for magnetic paint and paint that when applied, allowed the surface to be used as a chalkboard, and everyone looked at her like she was obviously bonkers. I was looked at like a very eccentric or even lunatic shopper when I was looking for spherical compasses. Today aloe vera is flogged off as a healthy additive of everything, from armpit cream to yoghurt. You can buy tins of chalkboard and magnetic paint in different colours at your local DIY. And you can get spherical compasses in big, medium or small balls (no pun, please), wood finish, double balls with a horizon indicator or ones that you can adhere with a sucker to your dashboard. If the trend sticks I'll have proper slot-in jacks for cellphones in my car and every hi-fi will play flash drives in a few years time. :::
A bit of free publicity
Friday, 25.April.2008 · Comments (1) · Permalink (829)
Ed's work as a cinema man has accumulated over the past years, basically since he started fiddling with computers, and then took on a whole new speed when he decided to become a film student. If said this before and I'll say it again: whenever I think Ed's stuff is bad, I'll say so. Here's his showreel, and it's absolutely brilliant. I just hope he doesn't forget who I am when he's a famous Hollywood director.
Showreel 2008 from Eduardo Morais on Vimeo.
Maybe he can start by getting in on the Watchmen movie. :::
30
Thursday, 24.April.2008 · Comments (2) · Permalink (828)
Today I turn 30. THIRTY. Remembering things like when I started to use glasses, then knowing it was twenty-three years ago makes my mind boggle. It really does. :::
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