Funt.

7.28.10

3:48 pm

Yes.

YES.

Went with Colin to see "Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World" yesterday.

And it was absolutely excellent.

The style was palpable, the characters were oh just see the damn thing when it comes out.

The whole thing was a bag of fun monkeys.

And I'd never even heard of the comic.

I first heard of it on the Beck website because he was doing all the songs the band in the movie did, so, based on the really mundane shot they had on the Beck webs tie, I thought it was about a band, THEN Lisa mentioned it was a really nutty comic with a video game sensibility and I was interested, THEN I found out that Edgar Wright (Spaced, Shaun of the Dead, Hot Fuzz) was the director and I made a little poop in my pants.

Just a little, so you know it's there, yeah?

That's when I started getting the invites...

I was invited to a free screening on Thursday, July 1st, but because I was off from work that Friday and they get suuuper suspicious about things like that, I could go.

Then, I got ANOTHER invite for the day AFTER I got back from a three day vacation, and that's ALSO a no no.

I was sad foot sign.

Then, on Sunday night, I check my e-mail to find that Jeeeeezus, sent me a THIRD invite to see the movie.

Folks, whether or not you believe in Jeeeezus, you do NOT deny him a third time, that is...it's just bad form, si?

So I said, "Oh my Jeeeezus gonna be there!!", and RSVPed in the affirmative for the screening yesterday.

Now, the actor that I am, I can't just come into work all happy pappy and then call out, no, NO!

That would be a waste of my skillz (mad as they are) and, in my mind, make things look a little suspicious.

So.

Monday, I came in with a terrible headache, rubbing my temples, squinting at the light, things like that, subtle though, not going to people, shaking them and screaming, "Golly shit, what a head ache!! I have an ache in my head!! I might not be here tomorrow for the pain that is in my head!!", just, you know, subtle...yeah...

And, as far as anyone was paying any attention to me, it worked.

In fact, Oscar winner that I am, I'm still feeling like shit right now, as I type this, and won't be better until Thursday or maybe Friday.

BECAUSE THAT IS HOW I ROLL.

Anyway, the movie.

Colin and I were probably ten years older than everyone else there and I was reminded of how much of a punk ass I was back then when I was at Fordham and going to these free screenings like three times a month, but whatever, my enthusiasm was matched by these little whipper snappers so fuck 'em.

The movie was a stylistic feast, creating the world perfectly.

Michael Cera was doing his Michael Cera thing for a while, but it seems like he actually got some fight training because he was doing quite a bit of the fighting.

I also decided that Michael Cera even looks a bit like Beck (I think it's his ability to mimic Beck blank stare and slightly slack jawed face).

The world was exaggerated and video games reference heavy, the music was perfectly matched for it and the "Sex Bob-Om" song "Garbage Man" is going t sound awesome sung by Beck.

The Culken in this is great, delightfully snarky as is pretty much everyone else in the cast.

After the movie, I went home a downloaded the whole comic to see how they line up.

The art is very simple and childish (they use some panels in the actual movie) and the dialogue (so far) is mostly right from the book, like verbatim.

Edgar Wright seems to have been called in to give life to the black and white drawings, to give it the personality that was flat on the page and, fuck dogs, he did it.

And, although he did a great job with it, no doubt, I'd still have liked him to do another written/directed Nick Frost/Simon Pegg project, but, beggars, choosers, Jeeezus.

What else.

Hm, just a lot of fun action stuff.

It's perfect for someone in their late 20's because of all the cultural reference stuff and perfect for people in their early 20's because it's Michael Cera and flashy and hip.

I'm going to see this again in theaters...maybe.

It is totally worth $13, but you know how it is with my cheapness.

Great movie, great great movie.

My most recent movie-going experiences have been unparalleled.

"Inception" and then this?

Jeeeezus.

Xmax.

Switching plates, we just purchased our tickets for our trip with Phil, Will, Lady and THE BLESSING a day or so ago.

Mucho stoke-o!!!

There's gonna be sand, folks, oh is there gonna be sand.

Honestly, I don't give a shit what we do.

I'm all about the company.

I do NOT want to do passive nature stuff.

Like fucking hiking.

"Hiking" is "walking on rocks".

Fuck that.

White water rafting?

THAT is some active nature shit.

I want to be in danger of DROWNING, not a goddamn heat rash or sweaty buttes.

I can swim just fine, I can't deal with sweating like a Nixon.

I'd also like to punch a mountain lion.

In the dick.

I'd yell "Cock Punch!!" and it would be great.

Yeah, great.

Alessandro Cortini (former NIN keyboardist, current NIN-collaborator) has a new solo project called SONOIO.

He's put out the first four tracks for free download.

They're all right.

Nothing to whip dicks about, but, you know I appreciate new music, especially from NIN-related people.

That has actually been quite a suffering for me.

As of a few months ago, all Onion kiosks were moved to BELOW 23rd street.

Which put a massive hitch in my usual Thursday plan of walking down to 85th and Lex to pick up my copy.

I usually check out their music reviews and listen to what they recommend.

True, I'll only dig maybe one in ten, but that's still a constant influx of new music.

Without the Onion, I am beginning to starve.

So, again, I appreciate the new AC solo project.

I hope good things come of it.

You're probably not, but, if you are interested, go to http://www.sonoio.org/ to check it out.

I's done.

Oh, and party in the night time this Saturday.

Fucking Roof Goblins have fucked us, so we're chopping shit in the kitchen.

We need a tarp...