My case of the Mondays... (spoilers)

First of all, let me begin by saying that this weekend went by way too fast. You hear me? Way too fast. I spent Friday night watching The Dark Knight Rises with friends at a huge Smithsonian IMAX theatre, and drove to the beach the next morning.

So lets start out with the first thing, The Dark Knight Rises. I'm gonna have to have some spoilers here, just because there's some things I'd like to discuss. First off, everyone already knows I'm not a big fan of Nolan's Batman movies. I'm just not big into how he re-does characters. They're not BAD, don't get me wrong, he tells a good story. But it doesn't grab me, that's all. So I went into this film kind scared because Bane is one of my favorite Batman characters, and I heard a rumor that Talia, another favorite, would be there too. Well, I was right on both counts. First off, the opening scene. Bane speaks for the first time, and I was literally dumb-struck by how terrible it was. It was like Sean Connery on Celebrity Jeopardy.
I was actually shocked because while I knew Ban wasn't going to have his classic Spanish accent, I didn't know how down-right awful he was going to sound. I figured they would have at least given him something normal sounding, bit it was bad. I kind of cringed whenever he spoke, which is I guess better than when Willy and I downright laughed whenever Christian Bale growled in his Richard Nixon as Batman voice. Those complaints aside, the rest of the movie wasn't completely awful. I totally called the fact that the kid climbing the all was Talia, if only because during the Bruce-doing-a-chick scene, I said, "She's Talia". Then I noticed a kid with blue eyes climbing out of prison and realized what was happening. Honestly? I was disappointed, if only because once again, they made Bane someone else's lackey. They made it look like he was the mastermind, but that's never in the cards for a movie Bane. Poor Bane never gets any love. Well, he does sometimes. To tell you the truth, I prefer the animated films to the live action ones. I think that having the films animated and straight to video makes it easier for you to cater to the comic fans. It's a much smaller budget, and you know who your audience is. I understand that these huge blockbuster movies can't give a lot of fan service, but I would have liked a little something... like... couldn't the opposing football team have been Coast City? Hehe! Oh well.. it was an entertaining movie. The part with the bomb was a little confusing. I was surprised it didn't go off every time they bumped it, but maybe I'm just not that familiar with how those things work.

Anyway, the movie lasted a long-ass time and we wound up not getting home until 3am. So Willy and I slept until 9, dragged ourselves out of bed (finally), and drove to our friends' house for a weekend with them. We'd been planning this for months, and even though it was a 3 hour drive, we didn't let that stop us! So after a 4.5 hour drive (traffic..........) we made it to his place and managed to have a fantastic time with new friends and old friends. I woke up exhausted with a really stiff neck, this morning... totally worth it!!

I'll talk about my weekend with the guys a bit later... for now, enjoy some Bane!

Waaaah.

First off, let me begin this post by saying how much I hate rain. Yes, I understand that we need it for food and water, blah blah blah.. but in my opinion, I should live in a place where it rains maybe once a year, and food/water are shipped. I was caught in a storm, yesterday. With my trusty umbrella shielding perhaps 5% of me from the SIDEWAYS RAIN, I managed to make it to the Metro thoroughly soaked. I called Josh and requested some dry clothes, and was presented with a Captain America t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants covered in dog hair. Well, beggers can't be choosy, can they? I wore them both and felt like a middle-aged mom of two who has given up on herself. But hey, at least I had an excuse to go braless, amirite??

We did some scratch tracks on a few songs, so it was a good afternoon. I managed to kinda sorta get through a song I've really not practiced on, and we got some ideas for how it will go. I'll be honest, this is how we do songs I didn't help write. I'm thrown in the studio with lyrics that have probably just been finished a day ago and asked to come up with something on the fly. I'm not bad at coming up with something on the fly, but thankfully I have time to come up with something better later. However, I gotta tell you people, I hate not helping with songs. I hate not being there during the process. It makes me feel slightly useless. I understand that a few songs were written before I was even in the band, but ugh. It's an annoying feeling. Luckily we're running out of those, so eventually it will all be music we've written together. Considering how quickly we keep jamming ourselves in the studio, that should happen sooner than later. Album #3? No problem. We've already got more than half of album #4 already planned out and written, plus a single we're releasing before the album comes out. This is the problem with people who have a lot of creativity and time. Well, maybe that's just Josh's problem. I wish I had the time to write so much! At least I have time to write lyrics, thank goodness. I love writing lyrics. I love telling stories, putting my audience in a mind-set, really expressing how I feel or how a character I've invented might feel. The magic of music, the magic of words, the magic of.. magic. Maaaaaagic.

Tomorrow, I'll be going with friends to see The Dark Knight Rises. I can't express how little I give a fuck for this movie. I am actually a huge DC Comics fan. Batman is definitely a favorite, but I think I love his cast of characters more than him. The entire reason I've been hating these Nolan films is that I've seen characters I love get re-written. Not just as completely different personality-wise, but uh.. white. And sexy looking. I get it, Nolan likes British actors, but come on. Ras al Ghul... Bane... Scarecrow... all of them were re-designed to look white and handsome. Scarecrow was always white, yes, but sexy?? No. Come on. You're taking away a huge part of his character and what makes him tick by making Scarecrow a sexy dude. But people eat these movies up, and I'm just left with my comic books. What-evs. I'll go see this pile of boring and probably at least enjoy spending time with friends, but I will never ever say that Heath Ledger was "the best Joker ever". He wasn't. Nobody can beat Mark Hamill in that department. No one. e_e

(Yes, I know it's not Mark Hamill.. but a girl can dream!)

Iiiin other news, I'm still working on this diet thing. Currently, my calories are between 1200-1500 daily, usually on the lower side. I'm getting all my nutrients and junk, I have more energy, and aside from the soreness I've got all over from the kettle bell workouts, I feel great! However, I still have not lost any weight, and it's annoying the crap out of me. Yes yes, I know, measure inches, not weight.. might be putting on muscle, blah blah blah.. but I wanna lose weight, damn it. It's frustrating when you do all the right things and you don't notice any changes. Besides health, anyway... /eyeroll I supposed that I should be thankful for that, but I don't wanna. I'm gonna whine, now. Whine whine whine.

That's enough whining for today!

Arrrrrg!!

Mother of fuck! If there's one thing that pisses me off, it's when something I was looking forward to doesn't go my way. Like the film adaptation to one of my favorite books, Water For Elephants. This is a beautiful story about love, hardship, and the circus. I kept telling Willy, "Man, this would make a great movie!"

Now, lo and behold, they're making a movie. Starring she-of-the-mighty-chin, Reese Whitherspoon, and... oh my shit.. Robert-I-look-like-I'm-sucking-dick-all-day-Patterson.

My literary nerd rage knows no bounds.

From I Watch Stuff.

Rage!

"Well, I'm a size six."

"Which is the new size fourteen."

So, I made the mistake of watching "The Devil Wears Prada". I love Meryl Streep, it was on TV, and I wanted to have something going on in the background as I job hunted. I think the moment Anne Hathaway said "I'm not skinny", I broke down that barrier between annoyance and rage. Not skinny my fat ass! And she claims to be a size "6", which is shit because I'm a size 6, and damned if she's my size. Unless she's talking about a REAL size 6, which would be a size 2 to those of us who shop at cheaper stores. Which she probably is.

I don't know, movies like this and "Sex In The City" just piss me off.

Quickie Review - The Orphanage

So I just watched The Orphanage, and mother FUCK, Guillermo DelToro is an amazing movie maker. That movie not only scared the hell out of me, but I cried at the end. Now, granted, I probably cried because I'm a big wuss when it comes to movies involving children, and, for some reason, all of DelToro's best films involve children... but whatever, it was good. A little slow at the beginning, but highly recommended if you have a night to spare and wanna be scared. Seriously good stuff, there. Makes me proud to be a Spaniard!

Dear Michael Rodriguez...

As much as I respect you for having such a blatantly Spanish name (word up!), I must confess; I am baffled by your choice in casting your girlfriend, Rose McGowan, as Red Sonja.

You heard me right. Red Sonja.

Red Sonja is a mythical heroin from comic books. She is big, buff, and bad-ass. Your girlfriend, Rose, is not. Now I know what you're thinking... she's so hot! I mean, I agree. I loved her in Ready To Rumble. I loved her petite frame and strikingly adorable features. But. Then came the WB, and I must say, I became one less fan of hers. Now this isn't to say she isn't allowed to make movies anymore, but, I'm less inclined to see them now.

Even LESS because.. seriously. Red Sonja?? Rose, pick your battles. You and I are both small girls. You're probably a bit taller than me (I am 5'1"...) but, you are petite. A Red Sonja you are not. Plus, for the love of god, you know that you will look awful as a red-head. AWFUL. You have all of the makings of a good brunette. Why would you try to do Red Sonja? Why?! To appease the fanboys? The nerds? The geeks? the males don't care either way... the idea of some hot chick in a metal bikini is enough to make them happy, but, I am a little harder to please.

That isn't to say that the last Red Sonja was great, but at least she had the look. Actually, that was pretty much all she had going for her. Good lord, watching her try to act was more painful then having a nest of cockroaches removed from your tongue.