Premise: A coming of age tale about a boy who gets stranded on a lifeboat with a Bengal tiger. This will make for a great reality TV series in the future, some day. They can call it Strife Boat. C’mon FOX/SyFy/TLC marketing department, hire me!
Premise: A group of Americans go urban exploring in Europe to an abandoned town next to the titular power plant that had a meltdown. Spoiler alert: it’s full of mutants.
Premise: Abraham Lincoln, sitting atop a giant purple tiger named Choodari, leads an army of George Washington android clones against a reptilian force from an unknown planet. He must decide whether or not he shou- wait, that was just a dream I had last night… This movie is about Lincoln passing the 13th Amendment to abolish slavery.
I fucking love Gorburger. Well, the newest one was kinda weak, BUT I LOVE ALL THE OTHER ONES
Premise: It’s July 4, 2009 in a small fishing town in Maryland. Everyone is having fun at the festivities, until people start getting rashes and boils, mass panic breaks out, bugs start eating people’s flesh from the inside of their bodies, yadda yadda yadda. We’ve ALL been to a terrible 4th of July party at some point in our lives, WE GET IT… (rolls eyes)
Last night I was lucky enough to see The Joy Formidable do a live TV taping for local music show JBTV. It was pretty fantastic and the first time I had been able to catch them live. Here’s a blow by blow account because I was actually sober for this concert!
Premise: Jungle Village is an outpost for criminals, prostitutes, and dueling clans. Through some backstabbery, a treasure chest full of gold comes into play, and every lowlife (some with mystical powers!) collect in this one place to try to get it. The most important aspect of the premise, though, is that this is a kung-fu movie starring Russell Crowe that was written and directed by RZA of the Wu-Tang Clan.
As a precursor to my review, let me just explain how the first 30 minutes of the movie were slightly ruined for me…
Over the weekend I went to Beer Hoptacular, which was a ton of fun. I got sufficiently sauced while at the same time got to delve into a whole bunch of craft beers I’ve never heard of. There’s a good chance I’d go back next year. However, it was a journalistic failure on my part. Not only did I completely forget to bring my camera, but I also drunkenly lost my booklet of sloppily written notes about all of the beers I drank, somewhere on the Blue Line after the event. Since I got tipsy and can’t really remember every little detail of what happened or what beers I drank, that booklet was the last shred of memory I had on the specifics of things.
So while I can’t rank all the beers I drank like I planned to, I do at least (kinda) remember the best beer and the worst beer.
So.. there’s this election thing happening tomorrow (or I guess today since it’s past midnight) and I’m going to be so damn happy when we can return to our regular bitching and moaning.
And this isn’t going to be a post backing any guy, that’s not what I want to talk about.