2-second review

Panic Room :: Forrest Whitaker is great. Jodie Foster plays… that role that she does very well (hyper-competent asexual woman). The photography was very good.
In the end, it wasn’t (a) what I was expecting and (b) as good as I’d hoped.
I humbly submit Ghost Dog as a better Whitaker movie, and… well, frankly, I like Foster, but her movie roles are practically interchangeable — put a short-wave radio in the panic room and it could have been a set in Contact — Dwight Yoakum could have started saying “it puts the lotion in the basket or it gets the hose again”, and I’m not sure I would have noticed.
I loved the brownstone, though. Great set.

2-second review

The new Alanis album, Under the Rug Swept.
Jackie purchased it, and I heard it last night. Here’s my take: If you go in expecting Alanis, you will not be surprised by any part of this album, either pleasantly or unpleasantly.
That’s all I’m going to say about that.

Called it

Me: Okay – Angel takes Wes’ hand or tries to kill him?
Jackie: I’m gonna say takes his hand.
Me: I’m thinking he’ll try to kill him.
[seconds pass]
Jackie: Good call.

PDAnnoyingmazing

Right, enough geeky talk about the website, let’s talk about my PDA!
[crickets chirping]
Please?
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Anyway, not much to write about this. I did get a PDA. I opted for:

  • Lots of downloadable software.
  • Long battery life.
  • Affordable color.

From that, the real geeks should be able to not only determine the brand, but the model. Real geeks who also know me might even predict the color.
Here’s a few things I’ve learned already.
Infrared communication is pure magic: Unreliable, impervious to modern logic, and vaguely unsettling when in action.
Buying three-packs of pda stylus’ actually does make sense: at least, it does if you chew on anything held near your mouth for too long and regularly lose things — in other words, I’ll should be buying them by the dozen.
Lithium Batteries for the Palm last a really long time: for me (and you won’t believe this but it’s true), this mean that it takes me 4 whole hours to tap 50% of the battery life.

Grrr, Arrrgh… No, seriously.

So, I’ve never been a fan of “it was all just a dream” plots. Not in any medium. Hate it.
Thus, we’ll have to see what they plan to do with the Buffy episode from last night. My inner zombie is not pleased.

Always in motion, is the future…

“Patience, my young apprentice.”
“You know, not everything in life relates to Star Wars…”
“HEY! I don’t make fun of your religion.”
So I was watching the new Star Wars trailer on Sunday (first time I’ve been on Fox in a long while), and I have a much better feeling about Episode Two than I did for Episode One.
First off, it’s a really long trailer, I didn’t see Jar Jar, or any Gungans. Goooood. May they be consigned to the fiery Hell of Over-merchandized Craptactular Promo Stunts from which they came.
Secondly, the big army is starting to get built, and the prototypes of all the really good stuff from the Classic Trilogy is starting to show up: the first ‘flying wedge’ Star Destroyers, the first Stormtrooper suits. It’s all good.
Third, more flying car scenes. Multipass, baby.
CHOMPERS. (Sorry, I watched Galaxy Quest a few days ago.)
Anyway, I’m psyched. Fully back into Star Wars geek mode — probably the first type of geek that I ever was, although the list is now long and distinguished.