Disordered Thoughts and Curmudgeonly Ramblings
Superman with an army though is way off…
A non-flying, non-costume-wearing Superman with the eyes of a violent, caged killer, beating up a giant spider while Braniac and his gay, black, robot sidekick whale on polar bears?
Kevin Smith explains what happened to his Superman movie
I would pay to see that movie.
(I would put a language warning on that link, except that it’s Kevin Smith and hence implied)
Protecting the sacred white race from evil communist bodily fluids!
It’s come out in the news today that the local branch of a white supremacist group are holding a concert on ANZAC day. When contacted, a spokesthing for the group said that they weren’t giving location details to anyone until the day of the event to prevent “undesirables” from turning up.
I would have thought that undesirables was pretty much the definition of white supremacist concert attendees, but hey, whatever.
Spawn of the Dark Lord
I did carry on a bit about Lady Sovereign on Monday didn’t I? Well here’s the sequel, as the whole So Human palarva reminded me of another controversial song…
If you ears can stand it, take a listen to this…
Doesn’t it sound a bit… familiar?
(Those of you who aren’t officianados of the 1980s may want to check this.)
Happily all ended well in this case. Kelly Osbourne’s song writers got their arses sued off and profits from One Word are now shared with the original writers.
Of course this doesn’t have a lot to do with So Human as Close to Me was used with permission. It just reminded me, that’s all.
I know, I shouldn’t mock the internet people.
Some comments from the news article Family sets sail for Australia like it’s 1854 on news.com.au today…
By 1854 every ship afloat was equipped with sextants and chronometers, which accurately measured latitude and longitude respectively and made navigation safe and reliable. If this bloke is “navigating by the stars” without even these instruments, he is not replicating an 1854 voyage, he is back in the age of the Vikings.
Posted by: chris of canberra
Chris of Canberra – read the article mate. They are recreating a voyage undertaken in 1854 by 7 people escaping from abject poverty. How were people below the poverty line in 1854 going to be able to afford a sexton and a chronometer. Navel chronometers were insanely expensive pieces of kit back when all clocks were mechanical.
Posted by: Badger of Melbourne
Badger of Melbourne – I’m currently planning a sea voyage myself and never stopped to consider the high cost of hiring church officials to take with me. Thanks for the heads up!
Posted by: Purple Wyrm of Sexton vs Sextant Land
I know I shouldn’t mock, but sometimes I just can’t help myself 🙂
Boo! Hiss! Hadrons!
Some thoughts…
That is all.
PS: Don’t even get me started on the 2012 crowd.
The beginning of the end! As if.
For the dark one is cast down! And his empire ended until picked up by another network!
Well I was going to write about having a particularly Kevin Smithesque day – on the basis that I went into work even though I wasn’t supposed to, and I had to pick up a timetable for the number 37 bus (yeah I was stretching) – but this has been superseded by the wonderful news we were all hoping for.
Channel 10 has axed Big Brother!
To quote NASA – w00t!
Of course it will almost instantly be replaced by Gordon Ramsey’s Etiquette School or 20 to 1 Most Embarrassing Chainsaw Accidents or something equally inane, and there’s at least a 50/50 chance of it being picked up and reworked by another network – but for a little while we can rest in a state of blissful non-Big-Brotherness.
For tonight at least I shall sleep well!
Or maybe they think it’s a front for Al Quedea…
FACT: Australia has no R rating for video games.
This is something I’ve known about for quite some time, and – apart from a vague sense of annoyance at the Government being so backwards – it’s never really been something of much concern to me. In fact I have to admit I found myself quite amused a few months back by the frantic efforts of certain people to get hold of an uncensored copy of GTA 4. But all that’s changed now, because the Government has launched a direct attack on the Wyrm fortress.
They’re refused classification for Fallout 3.
Apparently the ratings board don’t like the game’s use of morphine injections to temporarily repair inured limbs, and don’t feel that they can give the game a MA15+ rating with this feature included. Now, the sensible thing to do would be to give the game an R rating and make it… oh, but hang on, there isn’t and R rating, so Fallout 3 will remain unrated, making it illegal to sell or rent the game within Australia.
Let’s all say it together. Idiots!
Now it may be that a chopped down version of the game – without morphine and anything else the censors may object to – will be released here. But that’s not the point. The point is that the Government is still stuck in the mindset that computer games are something played exclusively by children. I’m not going to carry on about how adults play games as well, and that responsible, sane adults can watch something on a screen without immediately rushing out to do it – that’s all been more than covered in the debate about GTA – I’m just adding my voice to the chorus of disgust at our elected officials still living in the dark ages.
Happily it’s not illegal to import, own or play the game, so I’ll be looking overseas for a copy. God bless the internet!
Ummm, apart from that my life has been pretty boring of late. I thought I had some other things to blog about, but I can’t remember a single one. I guess that’s what three straight hours of Gilmore Girls on DVD will do to you 🙂
Oh yeah, FreakAngels Google Earth file updated. DON’T MESS WITH JACK!!
Oh now really!
Way to rip off sample art from Fallout 3 guys.
Way to go.
(Oh and it’s not computer generated either!)
Do Not Touch!
So, some brainless dickheads have apparently decided that the preservation of one of the world’s most amazing ancient monuments is less important than having a chunk of said monument to put on their mantelpiece, or possibly hang around their weedy necks.
Jerks with Screwdriver prove they’re Jerks by Vandalising Stonehenge
As I see it, the only reasonable punishment for such an act is to (once the perpetrators are caught) call in the Druids, and re-enact the finale of the Wicker Man. Evil will be punished, it’ll discourage further souvenir hunting, and the Druids will finally be able to get back to that old time religion they haven’t been able to practice since the Roman invasion. Everyone wins!
PS: Yes, I’m well aware that the historical Druids had nothing to do with the construction of Stonehenge, but their modern counterparts are always hanging round the place so why not put them to some use?
PPS:Ten years. Hardly seems possible.
ZARDOZ!! ZARDOZ!!
So, you’re a world famous actor playing a world famous character in a series of successful films, but you’re getting bored. So what do you do? Obviously the logical thing to do is quit, then star in a movie where you get to run around in a red nappy (with suspenders) shooting things, while a giant, floating, stone head yells about how a certain part of the male anatomy is evil…
That’s footage from the 1974 masterpiece of insanity Zardoz, staring Sean Double-O-Seven Connory in his first major role after leaving the James Bond franchise. And giant stone heads vomiting guns isn’t even the half of it – you should see the theatrical trailer. It’s like three minutes of the worst drug trip you’ll ever have. How such a bizzare monstrosity ever made it onto the screen I’ll never know – unless it had something to do with the “star power” of Mr Connory combined with the incredible amounts of acid everyone was doing back then.
It’s too hot today.
