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Jul. 23rd, 2006 10:25 pmThe internet is choosing to work this evening, yay. Earlier in the day it was sulking.
Just finished re-watching The Chronicles of Riddick and I have to say, the movie does stand up. I probably enjoyed it more now than I did in the theatre. I think when it came out, it was somewhat hurt by the hype about it being a serious sci-fi epic in comparison to Pitch Black. It is certainly a more ambitious film than Pitch Black, but I think everyone involved in it, right down to Dame Judi Dench, had a healthy sense of perspective about what they were doing, which was not creating a sci-fi masterpiece but rather creating a solid piece of entertainment that called strongly to the inner geek in all of us. Well, all of us geeky people anyway. The writers and producers still should have chosen a better bad guy name than "Necromongers," but all in all, it's a satisfying flick.
Oh, all Riddick does with his sabre claws is punch with the serrated bits and stab with the pointy bits, which would be of limited usefulness for dancing unless I really take a dislike to the front row. But he does carry them in this neat rigging on his back in a way that makes them reminiscent of angel wings. I had been thinking about how to start dancing with them, whether to just have them in hand from the start or plant them on the floor ahead of time, but this has some possibilites. I should write Vin Diesel and tell him about all this, I suspect he'd find it amusing.
I was the Riddick of kitchen cleaners today--the floor still needs a proper scrubbing, but otherwise the kitchen is spotless. I even scrubbed the dishdrainer. Yoga class was very good. The teacher was pushing us, but it was good. It's interesting to discover which of your limitations are mental rather than physical. I went into half-handstand thinking "oh, I can tell this isn't going to work" and then to my surprise it did work. Crow pose did not work but I could feel how it could, I can be patient with myself.
Ronan is already showing distinct signs of improvement after three doses of medication--the vet said it would work fast, but this is impressive. Even his belly looks less distended. It was funny looking at the x-rays, even though it was just his insides it still looked like him. I would have recognized his x-ray in a pile of ferret x-rays, I'm sure.
Speaking of insides, I was surprised to hear my mom say today that she wants to go see Body Worlds at the Museum of Science. Don't know why, but I didn't expect her to. Maybe we can have a family outing. Because really, who better to view dead people with than the people who made you alive? I think I want to see it, although I am somewhat turned off by von Hagen's self-promotion (necromonger!) and I don't think he was ever able to disprove the allegations that he has used the corpses of executed prisoners, though nobody else was able to prove it, either. Dead prisoners should have the same rights as all the other dead people, I guess.
Just finished re-watching The Chronicles of Riddick and I have to say, the movie does stand up. I probably enjoyed it more now than I did in the theatre. I think when it came out, it was somewhat hurt by the hype about it being a serious sci-fi epic in comparison to Pitch Black. It is certainly a more ambitious film than Pitch Black, but I think everyone involved in it, right down to Dame Judi Dench, had a healthy sense of perspective about what they were doing, which was not creating a sci-fi masterpiece but rather creating a solid piece of entertainment that called strongly to the inner geek in all of us. Well, all of us geeky people anyway. The writers and producers still should have chosen a better bad guy name than "Necromongers," but all in all, it's a satisfying flick.
Oh, all Riddick does with his sabre claws is punch with the serrated bits and stab with the pointy bits, which would be of limited usefulness for dancing unless I really take a dislike to the front row. But he does carry them in this neat rigging on his back in a way that makes them reminiscent of angel wings. I had been thinking about how to start dancing with them, whether to just have them in hand from the start or plant them on the floor ahead of time, but this has some possibilites. I should write Vin Diesel and tell him about all this, I suspect he'd find it amusing.
I was the Riddick of kitchen cleaners today--the floor still needs a proper scrubbing, but otherwise the kitchen is spotless. I even scrubbed the dishdrainer. Yoga class was very good. The teacher was pushing us, but it was good. It's interesting to discover which of your limitations are mental rather than physical. I went into half-handstand thinking "oh, I can tell this isn't going to work" and then to my surprise it did work. Crow pose did not work but I could feel how it could, I can be patient with myself.
Ronan is already showing distinct signs of improvement after three doses of medication--the vet said it would work fast, but this is impressive. Even his belly looks less distended. It was funny looking at the x-rays, even though it was just his insides it still looked like him. I would have recognized his x-ray in a pile of ferret x-rays, I'm sure.
Speaking of insides, I was surprised to hear my mom say today that she wants to go see Body Worlds at the Museum of Science. Don't know why, but I didn't expect her to. Maybe we can have a family outing. Because really, who better to view dead people with than the people who made you alive? I think I want to see it, although I am somewhat turned off by von Hagen's self-promotion (necromonger!) and I don't think he was ever able to disprove the allegations that he has used the corpses of executed prisoners, though nobody else was able to prove it, either. Dead prisoners should have the same rights as all the other dead people, I guess.
