Onyxys
Onyxys
Onyxys

The reason the first movie was good (or at least, not crap), is that it was made to be a fun movie, not taking itself very seriously. I still think it was one of the most “fun” videogame-based movie out there.

To be fair, the second movie wasn’t making any attempt for the Oscar or anything either. In fact, my main criticism of it is that it leaned too much into the video game elements. There too many fights using sfx superpowers and energy blasts rather than the surprisingly decent martial arts displays in the first film. I

OMG. The first Mortal Kombat hit all the right notes, tight story, not taking itself to seriously, Christopher Lambert just chewing up the lines, and fucking great techno music. And although it was “dark” it actually had a great positive feeling around it.

The second one was crap.

Here is hoping that they understand

Why indeed, when you could go for a Ghibli aesthetic...

Ooooh this is a type of article I never thought I’d see on Jez and I absolutely LOVE it. Four notes about RVs:

Driving back and forth to LA a couple times this summer, I’m seeing more of these on the road, and there are even a few companies that rent them. I’d much rather drive a campervan on a winding mountain road that what amounts to a fucking aircraft carrier with wheels.

Something like this happened in my hometown. It’s a small, oh-so-posh town in the upper Midwest that puts a great deal of stock in its “historic” status, disregarding the fact that nothing of interest has ever happened there in all the time since around 1850 when the first white settlers showed up and said, “...eh.

All of these people are assholes, but only one of these people is “Pay good money to make your house into an eyesore in order to troll the physical appearance of someone you dislike because you think they reported you for breaking the law”-level of asshole.

A pox on all their houses.

The pink house owner sounds like an asshole, but jesus, the neighbor. She’s like a parody from rightwingers about those “easily triggered”:

I love it. Everyone sucks in this story, but in the most petty and futile ways. It’s perfect.

I live there, and I can tell you that this is literally the most Manhattan Beach thing that has ever happened. A gaggle of rich entitled people with too much time on their hands. A pox on all their houses.

Changing work attire norms from woolen suits to flip-flops, shorts, and loose shifts would reduce CO2 emissions by a non-trivial amount.

I said when that show was first announced, but I really doubt the guys who couldn’t see why Sansa getting raped would be controversial would have the sensitivity to do an idea like “modern day Confederacy” in a non-offensive way. 

Yeah..... I like to learn about screenplays too, because it’s one of my secret dream job, and I can’t believe how bad it is. Great screenplays can set a scene and describe a moment without trying to direct or tell too much, and this fails at every level. Why is there a Hiroshima reference that’ll just yank out the

Yeah, I pretty much exhausted my rage and am now just like ok, sure. The whole thing about the Iron Throne not being the target is confusing, but it’s not like much of the rest of it made sense.

Okay, I’ve never been a professional screenwriter, but I remember reading in almost all of the movie script style guides — including Elmore Leonard’s essay for aspiring screenwriters — that you never, EVER use figurative, symbolic, or metaphorical language when writing screenplays. Ditto the characters’ emotions or

I’m all angered out, but take great pleasure in knowing that HBO killed their idiotic Confederate idea.

... its a better measurement on how poorly their software verification and regression is handled to find critical SW bugs.

I was on the second (revenue) flight of a newly-delivered Airbus about 15 years ago that apparently needed a reboot at the gate in Newark, seated in 2C. Had a great view of Jethro the mechanic coming into the cockpit with the ‘manual’ for the plane, and walking through the steps to reboot some or all of the cockpit