I am a total DVD

I am a total DVD slut. My parents helped me out with buying a player for my birthday, so I’ve been stocking up on the movies I love. And the movies I like. And the movies that are okay, but they’re just soooo cheap!

Two sites I’ve found invaluable in my quest of theatrical acquisition:

1) DVD Pricesearch – to put it in a plain, high school-type manner, this site ROCKS! Not only can you compare prices on individual DVDs, you can create a basket of DVDs and compare prices for multiple movies, as well as the option to split the basket up to get the best deal. Add into the equation that it takes shipping and tax costs into account, as well as a separate section of the site listing special deals and coupons for different sites, and this becomes my favoritest place in the world.

2) Netflix – twenty bucks for unlimited rentals – how awesome is that? Considering Blockbuster charges me around four bucks per rental, I’m ahead of the game each month after I’ve rented five. I rented nineteen last month, so I’m waaaaay ahead of the game.

Well, I think I have

Well, I think I have the computers under control. Now I have to actually start doing work again. Crap – just when things were going good.Today could be a good day, however – I received a notice from DVD Empire that The Princess Bride was shipped out on Saturday. WOO HOO!! Now this means I’ll be walking up two flights of stairs every few minutes today to see if there’s anything in my mailbox. Oh well, I need the exercise anyway.

Okay, so I don’t need

Okay, so I don’t need to fall back asleep to feel like crap. I merely need to not have a parking place in the morning, have no caffeine in the fridge and two system crashes in the first five minutes. Let’s hear it for Monday.

Well, I figured out what

Well, I figured out what I’ll be doing instead of hockey. I’ll be waking up way too damn early. I think my body got used to running on no sleep and has been totally freaking this weekend. Oh well, at least it’s only an hour to kill before my actual wake up time. Knowing me, I’ll get really sleepy in about thirty minutes, just so I can go back to sleep and feel like crap when the alarm goes off. After all, it’s Monday.

I finally watched Tetsuo: The Iron Man this weekend. Well, most of it anyway. I became a little too tired of trying to figure it out to pay attention. It does bring up an important question that every couple should ask themselves: “Honey, would you still love me if I had metal growing out of me and a giant drill for a penis?”

I also ran to go see Gladiator before it left the big screen. Yes, my butt is still asleep. I think Ridley Scott and Bryan Singer should have switched movies. Ridley gets the X-Men, Bryan gets Gladiator. Then we’d have the perfect amount of story for both.

a/s/l! Whatever. You know, I

a/s/l!

Whatever. You know, I remember the good old days of morf. Now, as I sit here with my AIM going, I constantly get peppered with the infernal three letter code. Oh well.

I’m bored to death and going through one of my common bouts of insomnia, so I’ve been browsing through people’s AIM profiles. Well, I was going through the profiles. I decided that if I saw one more person “giving a shout out to” somebody, I was going to have to run screaming from the room. I think I’ll wander back to belvoed blogger for awhile and see who else is awake out there.

Oh yeah, I discovered today

Oh yeah, I discovered today that I totally forgot to put in my target parameters now that I’m runnign the page in frames. D’OH! Something to do tomorrow, I suppose. Wait, that would be today.

Note to self: Wipe the memory on the Palm Pilot tomorrow. (And I even remember who’s blog I found that link on! I must be recovering already!

It’s Over!!!!! I get to

It’s Over!!!!! I get to sleep in tomorrow morning!!! You know, as fun as the hockey clinic was, and as much as I learned throughout the week, I’m quite relieved to be done with it. I don’t know what I’m going to wind up doing with all of this spare time now.

The X-Men was (were?) a good movie. It was a little short, though. This is one of those that could have easily been a three hour movie. They just didn’t get into the characters very much. The movie’s centered around Wolverine, Rogue & Magneto, and everyone else is just sorta there in the wings. The left a HUGE gaping hole at the end of the movie, so expect X-Men II soon. Maybe then we’ll get to see the characters developed a little more.

I won’t give anything away, but I do want to relate one funny thought during the movie. The bad guy had abducted a person (see, I told you I wouldn’t spoil it) and we get this close-up shot of him looking around their layer. It’s apparently pretty cold in there, since we see his breath as he looks around at Mystique, Sabretooth, Toad and Magneto. My first thought? “I’m ready to tell you my secret now. I see mutants”.

Oh, and who’s superpower is it to keep a propane tank that’s on fire from exploding for like, five minutes?

One thing that stuck in my mind that won’t spoil things for you was the trailer period before the movie. There were two commercials (actual commercials, rather than those slide shows) of dotcoms. Bizarre. Jason Alexander for the Will Rogers Institute, a new Tom Hanks movie, which I think was called Castaway. Whoever did the trailer should be shot – they did a pretty lousy job of it. Anyway, from what I could tell, it looked like a little darker version of Joe vs. the Volcano, minus the floating luggage, Meg Ryan, the symbolism and the humor (although I believe a brain cloud to be a real disease, for I’m fairly certain I have one). Now comes the griping…

1) Someone needs to stop Hollywood. NOW! Point of No Return was kinda of okay, it had Bridget Fonda jutting that cute little jaw, not to mention Gabriel Byrne. It was no La Femme Nikita, but it was better than a lot of re-makes. Case in point – City of Angels. This Hollywoodization of Wings of Desire was just sickening. And this comes from someone who loves Meg Ryan, really likes Nicholas Cage and is always up for a Chick Flick. The only redeeming things in it were those two actors and the fact that it was shot here at the SF Public Library, one of my faves. Other than that, the only descriptive word applicable was “Ack.”

The one thing that made me all warm and tingly inside about that movie was the knowledge that Hollywood couldn’t stoop any lower. I was wrong. Enter Bedazzled. Now while I admit that Elizabeth Hurley is much more pleasing to the eye than Peter Cook, Poor Peter is spinning in his grave as we speak. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if Dudley Moore weren’t digging himself a grave just so he could leap in and start spinning himself. For all that’s good and holy, please do NOT see this film when it’s released! Go rent the original instead. Your soul will thank you for it.

Maybe what they need to do is show both versions in the theater at the same time. That way, people are required to see the original and discover just how dumbed down the new release is. Death Takes a Holiday before Meet Joe Black, The Shop Around the Corner before You’ve Got Mail. Then again, if you went to watch a movie based upon one of the Bard’s plays, you could be in the theater for weeks.

2) Someone really needs to keep Eddie Murphy away from the latex. Put down the big foam ass and slowly walk away, Mr. Murphy. I mean, come on. I’ve seen fat people in real life. I know there are fat people who want to be actors. Hire a few of them for the movie! Instead, he has to be, like, ten thousand different characters. “Look at me, I’m a young fat man! Look at me, I’m an old fat man! Look at me, I’m an old woman!” Who does he think he is, Bugs Bunny? Then again, seeing him kissing himself on screen says a lot about his self-image, I do believe. My thinking – if the man has a foam rubber and latex fetish, that’s all well and good. Just don’t flaunt it in front of everybody to make bajillions of dollars.

It probably will make bajillions too, as will Bedazzled. Hence, my anguish.

Okay, enough ranting for one night. I’m going to toddle off to bed and dream of hockey pucks.