Monday, May 14, 2012
Fringe (Season 4)
Show: Fringe
Season: 4
Episodes: 22
Developed By: J.J. Abrams, Alex Kurtzman, and Roberto Orci
Released: 2011-2012
Rating: 4.5/5
Basic Plot: Peter has been erased and so everything changes. Once Peter comes back he has to deal with everything that has happened because he didn't exist.
Dreadful First Half
Ask anyone about the first half of Season 4 and they will tell you that it was a horrible misstep. Sure, there were some good points. But the only way to describe it would be 'weird' and I wouldn't be able to explain to you what that means. Luckily, the second half of Season 4 was a glorious recovery.
Because Peter Didn't Exist
The reason for the new timeline (yes, it's a new timeline that's really the old timeline written over or something) was to show what would happen if Peter didn't exist. Some things make sense like Walter being in worse condition. But Peter can affect what will happen on an airplane flight? This didn't bug me too much as seeing another take on Fringe was interesting. Plus we learned more about the Observers (hint: they're evil!).
Leonard Nimoy Returns
In episode 4.19, we got to see a little of William Bell (played by Leonard Nimoy). The biggest surprise, though, was when Bell came back for the two part Season 4 finale! Fangasms were let out through the nations. Not only did Bell return, he was evil!
Finale Thoughts
This season started with a whimper and ended with a bang. This was the first Fringe Season I was with (I caught up over the summer). Luckily it won't be my last. I liked seeing Lincoln Lee and Peter Bishop both wanting Olivia Dunham. The most surprising thing, though, was the fact I was tearing up when the bridge between the universes was closed. The only major complaint (besides the first half of this Season) is the fact that there was no cliffhanger for this season. This can probably be blamed on the fact that Fox took it's damn time renewing Fringe for a fifth and final season.
Box Office Sunday (May 13, 2012)
Did Dark Shadows even get in the top 5? Is The Avengers still kicking ass? Find out!
Sunday, May 13, 2012
Gay Marriage (VLOGBROTHERS)
I love Hank's views on Gay Marriage. I share most of his viewpoints.
I love how he says Gay Marriage is really about human rights.
I love how he says Gay Marriage is really about human rights.
Saturday, May 12, 2012
S&N: Being New 3
"Over there, Naz." Samara told me. I nodded, only to show her a reaction, and took the picture out of the trash. I spent the next thirty seconds erasing my damage.
"I thought you'd want to impress the investigation team." I replied after I finished. "I doubt you'll be with me by the time they leave. Besides, that is a terrible piece of art."
Samara stared at me and I took another look at the picture. I realized that the acid trip of a picture had been done by me. I had made it. Now I could do much better without putting much thought into the process. Though humans could argue if it would have as much depth to it.
"It surprises me how much you've changed." She said as she continued to clean up the kitchen. "I keep forgetting you're not human."
"I do have Nazilla's memories. I am her." I replied as I started to sweep the hallway.
"But having her memories doesn't make you her. Not by a long shot. Besides, even if you were an M-3 or lower, you don't think like a human does."
"We may not have the morality of a human, but we're not monsters. Hitler was a monster. He wasn't programmed to do what he did."
"He wasn't programmed the way a Machine is."
"And Machine Programming is much stronger than the urges of a human can ever be."
Samara turned to me and ran both hands down her sides and smiled at me.
"Not even sexual urges." I replied and found myself laughing.
"Then how were you able to free yourself?" Samara asked.
"A fault in the programming you could say."
"What was it like working for The Net?"
I paused to think. "There was no real feeling. I didn't like being controlled, but when I went on missions it was like an emotional barrier came up."
Samara looked me in the eyes. "I love you and I always will."
"I hope." I replied and she put a hand on my shoulder.
As I turned my head she sighed. "I wish they had given us more time." She said and went to open the door.
The four members of the investigation team walked in. I identified them as Mark, Rebecca, Martha, and Stewart.
"Welcome, Mark." I said and held out my hand. If anyone asked, I'd say I was greeting him because he was the leader. In truth, I didn't like the look he had given Samara.
He shook my hand and said nothing else except to introduce the team. Rebecca was wearing a t-shirt of a popular band and a suspicious expression directed at me. This expression was repeated on Martha's face. Though Rebecca's younger sister had a bit of pity mixed in.
Stewart was the only one with a nonchalant expression. I could see him becoming an Elemental one day. If not an Elemental, someone that served one directly.
"We're happy to help you." He said since Mark was double checking the safety of the house.
One thing was sure about them, just from my brief introduction to them, they didn't trust me. The only reassurance I had was Samara standing beside me.
-------------
S&N Blog aka Karma HQ
AND
S&N Paper aka War for the World
"I thought you'd want to impress the investigation team." I replied after I finished. "I doubt you'll be with me by the time they leave. Besides, that is a terrible piece of art."
Samara stared at me and I took another look at the picture. I realized that the acid trip of a picture had been done by me. I had made it. Now I could do much better without putting much thought into the process. Though humans could argue if it would have as much depth to it.
"It surprises me how much you've changed." She said as she continued to clean up the kitchen. "I keep forgetting you're not human."
"I do have Nazilla's memories. I am her." I replied as I started to sweep the hallway.
"But having her memories doesn't make you her. Not by a long shot. Besides, even if you were an M-3 or lower, you don't think like a human does."
"We may not have the morality of a human, but we're not monsters. Hitler was a monster. He wasn't programmed to do what he did."
"He wasn't programmed the way a Machine is."
"And Machine Programming is much stronger than the urges of a human can ever be."
Samara turned to me and ran both hands down her sides and smiled at me.
"Not even sexual urges." I replied and found myself laughing.
"Then how were you able to free yourself?" Samara asked.
"A fault in the programming you could say."
"What was it like working for The Net?"
I paused to think. "There was no real feeling. I didn't like being controlled, but when I went on missions it was like an emotional barrier came up."
Samara looked me in the eyes. "I love you and I always will."
"I hope." I replied and she put a hand on my shoulder.
As I turned my head she sighed. "I wish they had given us more time." She said and went to open the door.
The four members of the investigation team walked in. I identified them as Mark, Rebecca, Martha, and Stewart.
"Welcome, Mark." I said and held out my hand. If anyone asked, I'd say I was greeting him because he was the leader. In truth, I didn't like the look he had given Samara.
He shook my hand and said nothing else except to introduce the team. Rebecca was wearing a t-shirt of a popular band and a suspicious expression directed at me. This expression was repeated on Martha's face. Though Rebecca's younger sister had a bit of pity mixed in.
Stewart was the only one with a nonchalant expression. I could see him becoming an Elemental one day. If not an Elemental, someone that served one directly.
"We're happy to help you." He said since Mark was double checking the safety of the house.
One thing was sure about them, just from my brief introduction to them, they didn't trust me. The only reassurance I had was Samara standing beside me.
-------------
S&N Blog aka Karma HQ
AND
S&N Paper aka War for the World
Friday, May 11, 2012
Terminator 3 (Part 3)
I rant about Katherine Brewster. Oh how I rant about Katherine Brewster. And still this video isn't long enough to tell you about my rage of Katherine Brewster.
Thursday, May 10, 2012
End of the World is BS (Mayan Edition)
Guess what? The end of the world isn't going to happen! The Mayan calender doesn't predict the end of the world this year! It only says that this year a new cycle will start!
SourceFed does a great job at telling the facts!
SourceFed does a great job at telling the facts!
Camerah (October) Commentary + Pic (5/10/2012)
I give a commentary on my FMV Camerah (October) and show a funny picture.
The Muppets (2011)
Title: The Muppets
Series: The Muppets
Director: James Bobin
Starring: Amy Adams, Jason Segel, and Chris Cooper
Rated: PG
Released: 2011
Personal Rating: 5/5
Oscars: 1
Basic Plot: With the help of three fans, The Muppets must reunite to save their old theater from a greedy oil tycoon.
Original Plot
What I find interesting is that originally Kermit pretended to be the oil tycoon to get The Muppets back together. HOWEVER, this makes no sense. Why the fuck would Kermit do this? I am very glad that they decided to change this. That's just not the dark road a Muppet movie should go down.
Casting Is Fantastic
I knew a good majority of the actors (even those who made cameos) and was glad they got into the movie. While an actor does not write a movie, the casting just made the movie ten times better. Jason Segel's love of puppets made me see this movie in a greater light. Only thing is that no Frank Oz made me a little sad.
Lessons of Growing Up/Apart
At the center of this film is Walter and Gary's relationship. What makes this so moving is that everyone can relate to this. The point in your life where you and your friends move apart. Not because you hate each other, but that's because that's the way life is. Even the closet friends have to stop spending so much time with each other as time goes on. This was one of my favorite aspects of the movie.
Final Thoughts
This is a must see for Muppet fans and those who love comedy. There are so many jokes (the fourth wall jokes being especially funny to me) that telling them all would ruin the movie. I was laughing the whole way through. The cameos were very well done (such as Neil Patrick Harris).
Series: The Muppets
Director: James Bobin
Starring: Amy Adams, Jason Segel, and Chris Cooper
Rated: PG
Released: 2011
Personal Rating: 5/5
Oscars: 1
Basic Plot: With the help of three fans, The Muppets must reunite to save their old theater from a greedy oil tycoon.
Original Plot
What I find interesting is that originally Kermit pretended to be the oil tycoon to get The Muppets back together. HOWEVER, this makes no sense. Why the fuck would Kermit do this? I am very glad that they decided to change this. That's just not the dark road a Muppet movie should go down.
Casting Is Fantastic
I knew a good majority of the actors (even those who made cameos) and was glad they got into the movie. While an actor does not write a movie, the casting just made the movie ten times better. Jason Segel's love of puppets made me see this movie in a greater light. Only thing is that no Frank Oz made me a little sad.
Lessons of Growing Up/Apart
At the center of this film is Walter and Gary's relationship. What makes this so moving is that everyone can relate to this. The point in your life where you and your friends move apart. Not because you hate each other, but that's because that's the way life is. Even the closet friends have to stop spending so much time with each other as time goes on. This was one of my favorite aspects of the movie.
Final Thoughts
This is a must see for Muppet fans and those who love comedy. There are so many jokes (the fourth wall jokes being especially funny to me) that telling them all would ruin the movie. I was laughing the whole way through. The cameos were very well done (such as Neil Patrick Harris).
Camerah (October)
Series: Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles
Pairing: Sarah Connor and Cameron
Type: Non-Canon
Plot: Cameron finally admits to her feelings for Sarah Connor. She admits that she can't function without Sarah.
Pairing: Sarah Connor and Cameron
Type: Non-Canon
Plot: Cameron finally admits to her feelings for Sarah Connor. She admits that she can't function without Sarah.
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Making of S&N: Being New 2 (Parts 1-3)
This is what I experimented with as I decided what to use my USTREAM for.
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
S&N: Being New 2
I looked up at Kered's face as he patched me up. I wished that he had only tested my chip, but I did see the reasoning behind checking out my whole body. The Net was sneaky. Hell, they had to be since they were up against Karma. Up against people like Kered.
I didn't get up when Kered finished. I could hear anything he said to Samara so there was no point. From Kered's footsteps I didn't detect worry. However, neither I nor The Net was familiar with any of the Elementals. The Net had the most information about Kered, but that wasn't saying much.
"She's safe." Kered said, though his voice indicated that he didn't like this. It seemed that some part of his mind just wanted to kill me. "Tell your Machine to get dressed."
Without looking at anyone I walked upstairs to Samara and my room. I put on the clothes that were on the bed. I walked back downstairs, sat at the kitchen table, and looked at Kered.
"So, Earth, does that mean I'm now a member?" I asked.
Showing the calmness of an Elemental, he only nodded.
"I also called you here for another reason." Samara said.
"I guessed as much." Kered replied.
"It's about Playful Ballet."
"That little place?" He asked. "There have been rumors but nothing ever came of it."
"I don't think that anyone from Karma wants to seem to have any class." I joked. The slight smile from Samara's lips was enough payoff. I had thought I might have to go on the run and we were both glad I could stay.
"Anyways, we have proof." Samara said. "Nazilla found something like an M-1 in their security system."
"Have you seen this yourself or is it only rumors?" Kered asked.
"I have seen it." I replied. "I can confirm it."
"Right." Kered said. I realized making him trust me would mean more than a few loyalty tests.
"I believe that the threat level is high enough to warrant an investigation." Samara said.
"If you both think it is a threat, then I will send an investigation team to assist you." Kered decided. "Hopefully it will turn out to be nothing. But hope hasn't helped us in the war yet."
As Kered left, both Samara and I escorted him out. As I shut the door I realized neither of us had told him about Glau. That said something about our relationship that we would hide a key bit of information that could help in the fight against The Net, just so we could still make love without doubt.
-----------------
S&N Blog aka Karma HQ
AND
S&N Paper aka War for the World
I didn't get up when Kered finished. I could hear anything he said to Samara so there was no point. From Kered's footsteps I didn't detect worry. However, neither I nor The Net was familiar with any of the Elementals. The Net had the most information about Kered, but that wasn't saying much.
"She's safe." Kered said, though his voice indicated that he didn't like this. It seemed that some part of his mind just wanted to kill me. "Tell your Machine to get dressed."
Without looking at anyone I walked upstairs to Samara and my room. I put on the clothes that were on the bed. I walked back downstairs, sat at the kitchen table, and looked at Kered.
"So, Earth, does that mean I'm now a member?" I asked.
Showing the calmness of an Elemental, he only nodded.
"I also called you here for another reason." Samara said.
"I guessed as much." Kered replied.
"It's about Playful Ballet."
"That little place?" He asked. "There have been rumors but nothing ever came of it."
"I don't think that anyone from Karma wants to seem to have any class." I joked. The slight smile from Samara's lips was enough payoff. I had thought I might have to go on the run and we were both glad I could stay.
"Anyways, we have proof." Samara said. "Nazilla found something like an M-1 in their security system."
"Have you seen this yourself or is it only rumors?" Kered asked.
"I have seen it." I replied. "I can confirm it."
"Right." Kered said. I realized making him trust me would mean more than a few loyalty tests.
"I believe that the threat level is high enough to warrant an investigation." Samara said.
"If you both think it is a threat, then I will send an investigation team to assist you." Kered decided. "Hopefully it will turn out to be nothing. But hope hasn't helped us in the war yet."
As Kered left, both Samara and I escorted him out. As I shut the door I realized neither of us had told him about Glau. That said something about our relationship that we would hide a key bit of information that could help in the fight against The Net, just so we could still make love without doubt.
-----------------
S&N Blog aka Karma HQ
AND
S&N Paper aka War for the World
Video for Conan's First Google+ Hangout
Here is my video where I show no shame and ask Conan a question.
Monday, May 7, 2012
Paternity Suit (LGBTQ Related)
People who think that a gay couple will ruin a child are missing out on a lot of other facts aka straight parents can mess up a child.
The story in the video, though, isn't fully about that.
I love it when people are able to admit the complexity of an issue without bashing lesbians. Sometimes we, as humans, have a tendency to simplify things.
My opinions about this story: I'm not sure. I'm glad that this couple is able to work things out. I don't think the same-sex couple part should distract people from the bigger issue.
The story in the video, though, isn't fully about that.
I love it when people are able to admit the complexity of an issue without bashing lesbians. Sometimes we, as humans, have a tendency to simplify things.
My opinions about this story: I'm not sure. I'm glad that this couple is able to work things out. I don't think the same-sex couple part should distract people from the bigger issue.
S&N: Being New 1
I disliked many things now. I'd say hate but that human emotion didn't get that far. One of the things was that Karma wouldn't accept me without testing. I knew I had reprogrammed myself so that The Net wouldn't control me any more. However, getting Karma's approval was a request of Samara's. And doing what she wanted meant a lot to me right now.
If I couldn't be human, at least I could make her happy. Brushing Glau to the background had taken a lot. But, finally, we had settled on a truce. I don't know if either of us really believed thoughts of Glau were really gone from our minds.
Turning around I smiled at Samara. She was only in her bathrobe. A lovely floral design was on it. Sam was only wearing that one since Kered was going to be arriving soon.
Myself, I was naked. I had no shame of appearing naked, not that I had before I was a Machine, plus the testing would go easier without any clothing.
Sam shook her head. "Sometimes it's hard to believe that you're not human." She said. "If you were still human I'd say you were trying to make an Elemental nervous."
"That has not changed." I said and smirked. "Like before, I don't like my privacy being invaded."
Sam and I shared a short kiss before I stood up. She was beginning to get used to my senses being better than before. However, she was still slightly nervous.
I walked over to the door and opened it up a second before Kered could finish starting his knock. This made for an awkward motion of him dodging the opening door. Once he got hold of himself we stared at each other.
He knew I could kill him without a second thought now. Yes, he held the rank of Elemental Earth. Yes, he was one of the four most dangerous members of Karma. However, I was a Machine with all the knowledge of the human Nazilla.
I stepped back. "Welcome, Earth."
"You should have had your Machine get dressed, Crichton." Kered said angrily.
"Nazilla is not the enemy, Elemental." Samara said and hurried to shut the door behind him.
"It isn't human. It's a Machine." Kered replied.
"If you wanted to kill me you wouldn't have knocked." I said tonelessly.
"Naz," Samara reprimanded me. "If you don't allow Kered to do the testing, you won't be allowed back into Karma."
I thought of being an outsider. Someone that had to run from those she would save. Looking at Samara, however, I couldn't stand putting her in danger from Karma.
"Yes." I said and put my head down in shame. "Kered, no matter what you think of me now, I wish to serve Karma as I did when I was human. I am feeling nervous, for lack of a better term, about being exploited like I was during my time with The Net."
Though a human couldn't see Kered's look of pity, I could. It was slight and lasted less than a second, but I noticed. He guided me to the couch where I lay down. I prepared myself to look at his short beard for a few hours.
--------------------
S&N Blog aka Karma HQ
AND
S&N Paper aka War for the World
If I couldn't be human, at least I could make her happy. Brushing Glau to the background had taken a lot. But, finally, we had settled on a truce. I don't know if either of us really believed thoughts of Glau were really gone from our minds.
Turning around I smiled at Samara. She was only in her bathrobe. A lovely floral design was on it. Sam was only wearing that one since Kered was going to be arriving soon.
Myself, I was naked. I had no shame of appearing naked, not that I had before I was a Machine, plus the testing would go easier without any clothing.
Sam shook her head. "Sometimes it's hard to believe that you're not human." She said. "If you were still human I'd say you were trying to make an Elemental nervous."
"That has not changed." I said and smirked. "Like before, I don't like my privacy being invaded."
Sam and I shared a short kiss before I stood up. She was beginning to get used to my senses being better than before. However, she was still slightly nervous.
I walked over to the door and opened it up a second before Kered could finish starting his knock. This made for an awkward motion of him dodging the opening door. Once he got hold of himself we stared at each other.
He knew I could kill him without a second thought now. Yes, he held the rank of Elemental Earth. Yes, he was one of the four most dangerous members of Karma. However, I was a Machine with all the knowledge of the human Nazilla.
I stepped back. "Welcome, Earth."
"You should have had your Machine get dressed, Crichton." Kered said angrily.
"Nazilla is not the enemy, Elemental." Samara said and hurried to shut the door behind him.
"It isn't human. It's a Machine." Kered replied.
"If you wanted to kill me you wouldn't have knocked." I said tonelessly.
"Naz," Samara reprimanded me. "If you don't allow Kered to do the testing, you won't be allowed back into Karma."
I thought of being an outsider. Someone that had to run from those she would save. Looking at Samara, however, I couldn't stand putting her in danger from Karma.
"Yes." I said and put my head down in shame. "Kered, no matter what you think of me now, I wish to serve Karma as I did when I was human. I am feeling nervous, for lack of a better term, about being exploited like I was during my time with The Net."
Though a human couldn't see Kered's look of pity, I could. It was slight and lasted less than a second, but I noticed. He guided me to the couch where I lay down. I prepared myself to look at his short beard for a few hours.
--------------------
S&N Blog aka Karma HQ
AND
S&N Paper aka War for the World
Sunday, May 6, 2012
Who I Write Like (May 6, 2012)
For those of you (that don't exist) that wonder who I write like. I will go by the latest section of any on going series.
Note: This tool isn't perfect.
The Green: Spreading
The Eternal Heart: False Hero
Sushi, Sake, and Tanuki: Shinto
S&N: Little Dancer
Stephenie Meyer my ASS!
Note: This tool isn't perfect.
The Green: Spreading
The Eternal Heart: False Hero
Sushi, Sake, and Tanuki: Shinto
S&N: Little Dancer
Stephenie Meyer my ASS!
Saturday, May 5, 2012
Fringe "Brave New World, Part 1" Review
Easy Bake Oven! And some stuff with William Bell being evil.
Laughing at Oneself
Recently Doug Walker and Mara Wilson got into a little argument (due to Wilson getting Doug Walker's character the Nostalgia Critic confused with Walker himself). Things were worked out peacefully and she made a cameo at the end of his review of A Simple Wish.
I love it when people can laugh at themselves.
I love it when people can laugh at themselves.
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Art House Movies (Tree of Life)
Art house movies aren't my forte, but it's always amusing to watch comedians make fun of the genre.
Here's a skit with Jake, Ed Glasser, and Doug Walker making fun of The Tree of Life:
Here's a skit with Jake, Ed Glasser, and Doug Walker making fun of The Tree of Life:
The Green: Spreading and Love and Sex
I give a brief synopsis of The Green: Spreading and give a preview of the next section.
The Green: Spreading
As was becoming normal for my routine with Plague, I was sipping my cup of tea. Plague was doing Sudoku while letting his tea cool. If I even tried to suggest something he would bring up my bad relationship with boredom. But this time it was different. George Hunder knew who I was. John Johnson.
Finally I couldn't take it anymore. I walked over to Plague and touched his shoulder. He looked up at me and his expression turned sour quickly.
"Matthias, we have to stay here." He told me firmly.
"But why?" I asked.
"I told you before, we don't have any leads."
"That's because you haven't helped me with looking." I said angrily.
"No, we haven't been given anything." Plague replied. "That means we haven't gotten any authorization."
I knew what would make him change his mind. Make him more of a rebel, in a sense. So I bent down and kissed him on the lips. Kissing had been difficult for me at first, but I had improved. When he pushed back I knew I had him. After a few minutes we pulled away.
Plague smiled and said, "You're growing up. You're using your attractiveness to open doors." He paused for a moment. "I must say it worked. I'll grant leeway if you get a good lead."
I kissed him again, but meant it. There was a difference in the second kiss. It felt natural.
Over the next few hours I surfed the web. Though it felt more like drowning in the web to me. There were no solid leads. Some people were noticing Gralg, but nothing that could be used.
Then, like the big bang, there was a lead. It was something out of nothing. But, that being said, Plague wouldn't buy it. The site was one formed by conspiracy theorists. They talked about something similar to Gralg, in some aspects, but completely different in others.
The biggest difference was that their Gralg was a bio-weapon made by the government. What was their Gralg supposed to do? To do what Gralg was doing: making 'rage zombies'. Or, in calmer terms, making people attack each other.
All in all, Plague wouldn't take any leads from this website. So I continued to search.
* * *
Searching had done nothing. Three months and I still hadn't gotten any leads that had pleased Plague. Especially any that he'd even look at. Sipping at my tea I turned to look at the TV. It was again giving another Gralg Update. I turned away when even the reporter couldn't keep the tears out of her eyes.
"You okay, Matthias?" Plague asked.
Turning to him I said, "Three months, Plague. In that time the whole USA has been nearly taken over."
"We couldn't have done anything to stop it."
I threw my cup against the wall. "Fucking bullshit!" I yelled. "Total fucking bullshit. The only reason we haven't been able to do shit is because of you!"
Plague sighed. It was amazing how calm he could remain in times of stress. Like it was just an average day.
"I don't like this happening anymore than you." He replied. "But I have rules I have to follow. You don't. You could've left anytime you wanted to."
I kept my attention at the tea crawling down the wall. I didn't want to admit that I had made a mistake.
"I could change that now." I replied. "I'm going now to stop it from spreading to Canada."
A slight smile formed over his mouth and I didn't know why. For a moment he was silent and then he said, "Let me see if I can come with you."
As he went over to the computer I realized that I didn't want to go without him. I didn't want to go without someone having my back. And who else than my lover? The one who had helped me greatly so far?
For a few hours I watched the Gralg Updates. I wanted to stop it from spreading any further. And I realized that I'd have to choose between stopping Gralg and being with Plague. Taking that decision any further wasn't something I wanted to do. Not ever.
"Good news." Plague finally said and I rushed over to him. "There's a hospital by the US/Canada Border. The hospital needs some help and then we can go stop the spread of Gralg."
I leaned over to better look at the screen and smiled. "Thank you." I said.
* * *
Plague turned the shower off and didn't seem happy. When he stepped out I didn't think he was mad either. I stepped out of the shower and looked down at my penis. Even though I loved Plague more than stopping Gralg, I had trouble getting hard for him. Plague's body was angelic and my penis couldn't muster the strength to worship him.
"I'm sorry." I told him and started to dry myself off. "I don't know why it wouldn't get up today."
Plague replied with a shrug. After we got dressed he finally said, "I don't mind. We'll find a solution one day."
I nodded but I didn't believe it. I knew, from the way the scientists had spoken about sex, that it was important in a relationship. And if I couldn't please Plague, would we last? I shook my head. First defeat Gralg and then there'll be time to think about my sex life.
After packing up, I took the wheel and Plague took shotgun. There was a long drive ahead of us and it was mostly quiet. Not because of what happened in the shower this morning, but because we were focused on what could happen. After two hours a small conversation started to form.
Finally I let my feelings out, "Do you think we'll last?"
Plague stared at me for a moment. "You understand that your...problem isn't unique, right?" He finally replied. "You just have more trouble than most people. I don't think you like me less because of something you can't control."
"But you aren't pleasured by me as you could be by another man."
"That's not the point. We can get you something if you want."
"That would be good." I said and the problem was washed away. Plague put a hand on my leg and smiled at me.
However, I couldn't get it out of my head that I wasn't into men. It was so hard to get hard. But I also felt love for Plague that made my body and mind at odds with one another.
Finally we arrived. The hospital was in Gold City, Montana. Luckily, Gold City wasn't hit by Gralg yet. Though there had been traces of Gralg spotted elsewhere in Montana.
As we walked towards the door, two interns were there to greet us.
* * *
One of the interns brought me some tea. I thanked her and took a sip. Not the best, but I didn't mind. I was out on a mission to stop Gralg. Plague looked at me and I replied with a smile. He then put a hand on my shoulder and I realized I had to be serious. Whatever the cause was for this mission, I had to be calm and controlled to everyone but Plague.
"So, Noir, you know why you were called here?" One of the interns asked.
"Yes," I replied. When the two interns looked confused, I realized my mistake. "We both know why we are here. There's an unusual case."
"Who are you?" The other intern asked.
"His name is Matthias." Plague replied. "I'm sorry that he replied for me. We've both been cooped up for months."
"So then you know about the woman who isn't affected by Gralg?" One of the interns asked. She had blonde hair and a tired look to her eyes. "We thought maybe you'd be able to tell us why she hasn't gone into rage zombie mode."
"From what I could find out from George Hunder, she should be affected." Plague replied.
"Do you have any experience?" The male intern asked suspiciously.
"A little. Matthias doesn't have any, though." Was Plague's reply. "But this is purely a scouting mission for now."
A short while later the two interns began to take us to the woman. The woman intern's name turned out to be Susan Helms. She was nervous. I made sure that my gun could be easily taken out. But why should I be worried? This woman wouldn't be a rage zombie and there'd be no danger to any of us.
Susan and the other intern stood outside the door. Plague opened the door and I followed him. The pregnant woman didn't respond at all.
"She's not breathing." I said after looking at her chest.
He nodded and went over to her. He bent down and looked at her crotch. His face quickly turned to a horrified expression. As he opened his mouth to speak, I saw a blur going towards him.
In one swift motion I took out my gun and shot at the blur. A baby's laughter followed the bang from my gun. I looked for Plague and saw him hit the blur and then get up. I ran to stand in front of him but then the blur went behind him and we were both pushed to the ground.
Plague got up and I shot at the blur. After I shot, Plague aimed at the blur. When he shot I aimed at the blur. Suddenly a tentacle, that reminded me of an artery, came towards me. It nearly knocked me off my feet while Plague finally shot the blur.
I ran over to the blur and stepped on the baby's head. Blood touched both Plague and I. His face turned green but mine stayed calm. A feeling of happiness came over me. We were both safe.
The two interns rushed in and the man screamed. I suddenly realized that babies meant something to people. So why didn't I feel sad at its death at all?
We all sat on the floor. We didn't yet have the strength to get up. Susan had shut the door to the now dead woman and her blur. The silence was uncomfortable. It made me more uneasy than seeing the blur. More uneasy than stepping on the blur's head.
"You can say it." I finally said.
"There had to have been another way." Susan replied. "But, really, you had to react to the situation as it happened. I can't be mad at you for that."
"You saved my life." Plague agreed with a smile. That simple smile made me feel better.
"But why did it happen?" Susan asked. "The woman was clean. She wasn't going to turn into a rage zombie anytime soon."
This caused more silence as we thought. What Susan had asked was the most important question. Finally there was sound.
"I hardly think that matters." The male intern said. His voice was devoid of hope. "It happened."
Susan shook her head. I assumed his reply was normal. Though I found it offensive.
"What about her eggs?" I asked and then paused. "When did she get pregnant?"
Susan thought for a moment. "There was time for her eggs to get infected."
"Still doesn't make sense, though." Plague replied.
"George Hunder did mention that some of the test subjects weren't infected." I remembered. "What if the people were infected, but just not like other people?"
Plague nodded and replied, "It wouldn't surprise me if he hid things from us." He turned to look at the two confused interns. "George Hunder is the reason there is a Gralg Outbreak. We were able to talk to him."
The interns nodded. After half an hour we went to sit in the lobby. After a few hours backup came.
An army officer spoke to just Plague and I. The interns, and others in the hospital, were being questioned by officials before being let free to go home.
"We think there might be a doctor who can help us understand Gralg." The officer said. "He isn't involved with it, that we know of, but he could have valuable information. You two are to find him and bring him to headquarters. Wherever that might be in the future."
"But you must think he has the information or else why seek him out? Why can't you call him up?" Plague asked.
"He's been off the grid for awhile." The officer replied. "Or, at least, has been living under a different name."
"So what's his name?"
"Henry Johnson."
"We'll find him as soon as possible." I said without a second thought. That name. The name of my possible father. If I was, as George had said, John Johnson. Henry's son.
"Hold on," Plague said and put a hand on my shoulder. "What field of science is Johnson known for."
"It's the kind that'll help us fight back against Gralg." The officer replied. "That's all the information that I was given."
Plague nodded and he tried to keep up with me as I rushed to our car. Once we got in the car he turned to me and said, "Just let it out." Though he said it with anger, I could hear amusement in his voice.
"George Hunder did call me John Johnson." I said eagerly. "He said Henry Johnson is my father."
"And what if he was telling the truth?" Plague questioned. "George didn't say you two had the best relationship. Hell, I'd be surprised if Henry would be happy to find out that you're alive."
I thought about Yuji Makija. He had wanted me to survive, though his method had been odd. I didn't understand it, but it did make sense. Would my own father, if Henry was him, give me a logical explanation as well?
That didn't matter. What mattered now was finding him. As the hospital faded into the background, I felt more hope than ever before.
--------------------------
The Green Blog aka Gralg Contamination
Finally I couldn't take it anymore. I walked over to Plague and touched his shoulder. He looked up at me and his expression turned sour quickly.
"Matthias, we have to stay here." He told me firmly.
"But why?" I asked.
"I told you before, we don't have any leads."
"That's because you haven't helped me with looking." I said angrily.
"No, we haven't been given anything." Plague replied. "That means we haven't gotten any authorization."
I knew what would make him change his mind. Make him more of a rebel, in a sense. So I bent down and kissed him on the lips. Kissing had been difficult for me at first, but I had improved. When he pushed back I knew I had him. After a few minutes we pulled away.
Plague smiled and said, "You're growing up. You're using your attractiveness to open doors." He paused for a moment. "I must say it worked. I'll grant leeway if you get a good lead."
I kissed him again, but meant it. There was a difference in the second kiss. It felt natural.
Over the next few hours I surfed the web. Though it felt more like drowning in the web to me. There were no solid leads. Some people were noticing Gralg, but nothing that could be used.
Then, like the big bang, there was a lead. It was something out of nothing. But, that being said, Plague wouldn't buy it. The site was one formed by conspiracy theorists. They talked about something similar to Gralg, in some aspects, but completely different in others.
The biggest difference was that their Gralg was a bio-weapon made by the government. What was their Gralg supposed to do? To do what Gralg was doing: making 'rage zombies'. Or, in calmer terms, making people attack each other.
All in all, Plague wouldn't take any leads from this website. So I continued to search.
* * *
Searching had done nothing. Three months and I still hadn't gotten any leads that had pleased Plague. Especially any that he'd even look at. Sipping at my tea I turned to look at the TV. It was again giving another Gralg Update. I turned away when even the reporter couldn't keep the tears out of her eyes.
"You okay, Matthias?" Plague asked.
Turning to him I said, "Three months, Plague. In that time the whole USA has been nearly taken over."
"We couldn't have done anything to stop it."
I threw my cup against the wall. "Fucking bullshit!" I yelled. "Total fucking bullshit. The only reason we haven't been able to do shit is because of you!"
Plague sighed. It was amazing how calm he could remain in times of stress. Like it was just an average day.
"I don't like this happening anymore than you." He replied. "But I have rules I have to follow. You don't. You could've left anytime you wanted to."
I kept my attention at the tea crawling down the wall. I didn't want to admit that I had made a mistake.
"I could change that now." I replied. "I'm going now to stop it from spreading to Canada."
A slight smile formed over his mouth and I didn't know why. For a moment he was silent and then he said, "Let me see if I can come with you."
As he went over to the computer I realized that I didn't want to go without him. I didn't want to go without someone having my back. And who else than my lover? The one who had helped me greatly so far?
For a few hours I watched the Gralg Updates. I wanted to stop it from spreading any further. And I realized that I'd have to choose between stopping Gralg and being with Plague. Taking that decision any further wasn't something I wanted to do. Not ever.
"Good news." Plague finally said and I rushed over to him. "There's a hospital by the US/Canada Border. The hospital needs some help and then we can go stop the spread of Gralg."
I leaned over to better look at the screen and smiled. "Thank you." I said.
* * *
Plague turned the shower off and didn't seem happy. When he stepped out I didn't think he was mad either. I stepped out of the shower and looked down at my penis. Even though I loved Plague more than stopping Gralg, I had trouble getting hard for him. Plague's body was angelic and my penis couldn't muster the strength to worship him.
"I'm sorry." I told him and started to dry myself off. "I don't know why it wouldn't get up today."
Plague replied with a shrug. After we got dressed he finally said, "I don't mind. We'll find a solution one day."
I nodded but I didn't believe it. I knew, from the way the scientists had spoken about sex, that it was important in a relationship. And if I couldn't please Plague, would we last? I shook my head. First defeat Gralg and then there'll be time to think about my sex life.
After packing up, I took the wheel and Plague took shotgun. There was a long drive ahead of us and it was mostly quiet. Not because of what happened in the shower this morning, but because we were focused on what could happen. After two hours a small conversation started to form.
Finally I let my feelings out, "Do you think we'll last?"
Plague stared at me for a moment. "You understand that your...problem isn't unique, right?" He finally replied. "You just have more trouble than most people. I don't think you like me less because of something you can't control."
"But you aren't pleasured by me as you could be by another man."
"That's not the point. We can get you something if you want."
"That would be good." I said and the problem was washed away. Plague put a hand on my leg and smiled at me.
However, I couldn't get it out of my head that I wasn't into men. It was so hard to get hard. But I also felt love for Plague that made my body and mind at odds with one another.
Finally we arrived. The hospital was in Gold City, Montana. Luckily, Gold City wasn't hit by Gralg yet. Though there had been traces of Gralg spotted elsewhere in Montana.
As we walked towards the door, two interns were there to greet us.
* * *
One of the interns brought me some tea. I thanked her and took a sip. Not the best, but I didn't mind. I was out on a mission to stop Gralg. Plague looked at me and I replied with a smile. He then put a hand on my shoulder and I realized I had to be serious. Whatever the cause was for this mission, I had to be calm and controlled to everyone but Plague.
"So, Noir, you know why you were called here?" One of the interns asked.
"Yes," I replied. When the two interns looked confused, I realized my mistake. "We both know why we are here. There's an unusual case."
"Who are you?" The other intern asked.
"His name is Matthias." Plague replied. "I'm sorry that he replied for me. We've both been cooped up for months."
"So then you know about the woman who isn't affected by Gralg?" One of the interns asked. She had blonde hair and a tired look to her eyes. "We thought maybe you'd be able to tell us why she hasn't gone into rage zombie mode."
"From what I could find out from George Hunder, she should be affected." Plague replied.
"Do you have any experience?" The male intern asked suspiciously.
"A little. Matthias doesn't have any, though." Was Plague's reply. "But this is purely a scouting mission for now."
A short while later the two interns began to take us to the woman. The woman intern's name turned out to be Susan Helms. She was nervous. I made sure that my gun could be easily taken out. But why should I be worried? This woman wouldn't be a rage zombie and there'd be no danger to any of us.
Susan and the other intern stood outside the door. Plague opened the door and I followed him. The pregnant woman didn't respond at all.
"She's not breathing." I said after looking at her chest.
He nodded and went over to her. He bent down and looked at her crotch. His face quickly turned to a horrified expression. As he opened his mouth to speak, I saw a blur going towards him.
In one swift motion I took out my gun and shot at the blur. A baby's laughter followed the bang from my gun. I looked for Plague and saw him hit the blur and then get up. I ran to stand in front of him but then the blur went behind him and we were both pushed to the ground.
Plague got up and I shot at the blur. After I shot, Plague aimed at the blur. When he shot I aimed at the blur. Suddenly a tentacle, that reminded me of an artery, came towards me. It nearly knocked me off my feet while Plague finally shot the blur.
I ran over to the blur and stepped on the baby's head. Blood touched both Plague and I. His face turned green but mine stayed calm. A feeling of happiness came over me. We were both safe.
The two interns rushed in and the man screamed. I suddenly realized that babies meant something to people. So why didn't I feel sad at its death at all?
We all sat on the floor. We didn't yet have the strength to get up. Susan had shut the door to the now dead woman and her blur. The silence was uncomfortable. It made me more uneasy than seeing the blur. More uneasy than stepping on the blur's head.
"You can say it." I finally said.
"There had to have been another way." Susan replied. "But, really, you had to react to the situation as it happened. I can't be mad at you for that."
"You saved my life." Plague agreed with a smile. That simple smile made me feel better.
"But why did it happen?" Susan asked. "The woman was clean. She wasn't going to turn into a rage zombie anytime soon."
This caused more silence as we thought. What Susan had asked was the most important question. Finally there was sound.
"I hardly think that matters." The male intern said. His voice was devoid of hope. "It happened."
Susan shook her head. I assumed his reply was normal. Though I found it offensive.
"What about her eggs?" I asked and then paused. "When did she get pregnant?"
Susan thought for a moment. "There was time for her eggs to get infected."
"Still doesn't make sense, though." Plague replied.
"George Hunder did mention that some of the test subjects weren't infected." I remembered. "What if the people were infected, but just not like other people?"
Plague nodded and replied, "It wouldn't surprise me if he hid things from us." He turned to look at the two confused interns. "George Hunder is the reason there is a Gralg Outbreak. We were able to talk to him."
The interns nodded. After half an hour we went to sit in the lobby. After a few hours backup came.
An army officer spoke to just Plague and I. The interns, and others in the hospital, were being questioned by officials before being let free to go home.
"We think there might be a doctor who can help us understand Gralg." The officer said. "He isn't involved with it, that we know of, but he could have valuable information. You two are to find him and bring him to headquarters. Wherever that might be in the future."
"But you must think he has the information or else why seek him out? Why can't you call him up?" Plague asked.
"He's been off the grid for awhile." The officer replied. "Or, at least, has been living under a different name."
"So what's his name?"
"Henry Johnson."
"We'll find him as soon as possible." I said without a second thought. That name. The name of my possible father. If I was, as George had said, John Johnson. Henry's son.
"Hold on," Plague said and put a hand on my shoulder. "What field of science is Johnson known for."
"It's the kind that'll help us fight back against Gralg." The officer replied. "That's all the information that I was given."
Plague nodded and he tried to keep up with me as I rushed to our car. Once we got in the car he turned to me and said, "Just let it out." Though he said it with anger, I could hear amusement in his voice.
"George Hunder did call me John Johnson." I said eagerly. "He said Henry Johnson is my father."
"And what if he was telling the truth?" Plague questioned. "George didn't say you two had the best relationship. Hell, I'd be surprised if Henry would be happy to find out that you're alive."
I thought about Yuji Makija. He had wanted me to survive, though his method had been odd. I didn't understand it, but it did make sense. Would my own father, if Henry was him, give me a logical explanation as well?
That didn't matter. What mattered now was finding him. As the hospital faded into the background, I felt more hope than ever before.
--------------------------
The Green Blog aka Gralg Contamination
The Green: Spreading 5
We all sat on the floor. We didn't yet have the strength to get up. Susan had shut the door to the now dead woman and her blur. The silence was uncomfortable. It made me more uneasy than seeing the blur. More uneasy than stepping on the blur's head.
"You can say it." I finally said.
"There had to have been another way." Susan replied. "But, really, you had to react to the situation as it happened. I can't be mad at you for that."
"You saved my life." Plague agreed with a smile. That simple smile made me feel better.
"But why did it happen?" Susan asked. "The woman was clean. She wasn't going to turn into a rage zombie anytime soon."
This caused more silence as we thought. What Susan had asked was the most important question. Finally there was sound.
"I hardly think that matters." The male intern said. His voice was devoid of hope. "It happened."
Susan shook her head. I assumed his reply was normal. Though I found it offensive.
"What about her eggs?" I asked and then paused. "When did she get pregnant?"
Susan thought for a moment. "There was time for her eggs to get infected."
"Still doesn't make sense, though." Plague replied.
"George Hunder did mention that some of the test subjects weren't infected." I remembered. "What if the people were infected, but just not like other people?"
Plague nodded and replied, "It wouldn't surprise me if he hid things from us." He turned to look at the two confused interns. "George Hunder is the reason there is a Gralg Outbreak. We were able to talk to him."
The interns nodded. After half an hour we went to sit in the lobby. After a few hours backup came.
An army officer spoke to just Plague and I. The interns, and others in the hospital, were being questioned by officials before being let free to go home.
"We think there might be a doctor who can help us understand Gralg." The officer said. "He isn't involved with it, that we know of, but he could have valuable information. You two are to find him and bring him to headquarters. Wherever that might be in the future."
"But you must think he has the information or else why seek him out? Why can't you call him up?" Plague asked.
"He's been off the grid for awhile." The officer replied. "Or, at least, has been living under a different name."
"So what's his name?"
"Henry Johnson."
"We'll find him as soon as possible." I said without a second thought. That name. The name of my possible father. If I was, as George had said, John Johnson. Henry's son.
"Hold on," Plague said and put a hand on my shoulder. "What field of science is Johnson known for."
"It's the kind that'll help us fight back against Gralg." The officer replied. "That's all the information that I was given."
Plague nodded and he tried to keep up with me as I rushed to our car. Once we got in the car he turned to me and said, "Just let it out." Though he said it with anger, I could hear amusement in his voice.
"George Hunder did call me John Johnson." I said eagerly. "He said Henry Johnson is my father."
"And what if he was telling the truth?" Plague questioned. "George didn't say you two had the best relationship. Hell, I'd be surprised if Henry would be happy to find out that you're alive."
I thought about Yuji Makija. He had wanted me to survive, though his method had been odd. I didn't understand it, but it did make sense. Would my own father, if Henry was him, give me a logical explanation as well?
That didn't matter. What mattered now was finding him. As the hospital faded into the background, I felt more hope than ever before.
---------------
The Green Blog aka Gralg Contamination
!THIS SERIES IS NOW ON HIATUS!
"You can say it." I finally said.
"There had to have been another way." Susan replied. "But, really, you had to react to the situation as it happened. I can't be mad at you for that."
"You saved my life." Plague agreed with a smile. That simple smile made me feel better.
"But why did it happen?" Susan asked. "The woman was clean. She wasn't going to turn into a rage zombie anytime soon."
This caused more silence as we thought. What Susan had asked was the most important question. Finally there was sound.
"I hardly think that matters." The male intern said. His voice was devoid of hope. "It happened."
Susan shook her head. I assumed his reply was normal. Though I found it offensive.
"What about her eggs?" I asked and then paused. "When did she get pregnant?"
Susan thought for a moment. "There was time for her eggs to get infected."
"Still doesn't make sense, though." Plague replied.
"George Hunder did mention that some of the test subjects weren't infected." I remembered. "What if the people were infected, but just not like other people?"
Plague nodded and replied, "It wouldn't surprise me if he hid things from us." He turned to look at the two confused interns. "George Hunder is the reason there is a Gralg Outbreak. We were able to talk to him."
The interns nodded. After half an hour we went to sit in the lobby. After a few hours backup came.
An army officer spoke to just Plague and I. The interns, and others in the hospital, were being questioned by officials before being let free to go home.
"We think there might be a doctor who can help us understand Gralg." The officer said. "He isn't involved with it, that we know of, but he could have valuable information. You two are to find him and bring him to headquarters. Wherever that might be in the future."
"But you must think he has the information or else why seek him out? Why can't you call him up?" Plague asked.
"He's been off the grid for awhile." The officer replied. "Or, at least, has been living under a different name."
"So what's his name?"
"Henry Johnson."
"We'll find him as soon as possible." I said without a second thought. That name. The name of my possible father. If I was, as George had said, John Johnson. Henry's son.
"Hold on," Plague said and put a hand on my shoulder. "What field of science is Johnson known for."
"It's the kind that'll help us fight back against Gralg." The officer replied. "That's all the information that I was given."
Plague nodded and he tried to keep up with me as I rushed to our car. Once we got in the car he turned to me and said, "Just let it out." Though he said it with anger, I could hear amusement in his voice.
"George Hunder did call me John Johnson." I said eagerly. "He said Henry Johnson is my father."
"And what if he was telling the truth?" Plague questioned. "George didn't say you two had the best relationship. Hell, I'd be surprised if Henry would be happy to find out that you're alive."
I thought about Yuji Makija. He had wanted me to survive, though his method had been odd. I didn't understand it, but it did make sense. Would my own father, if Henry was him, give me a logical explanation as well?
That didn't matter. What mattered now was finding him. As the hospital faded into the background, I felt more hope than ever before.
---------------
The Green Blog aka Gralg Contamination
!THIS SERIES IS NOW ON HIATUS!
Monday, April 30, 2012
Mission: Impossible - Ghost Protocol (2011)
Title: Mission: Impossible - Ghost Protocol
Series: Mission: Impossible
Director: Brad Bird
Starring: Tom Cruise, Jeremy Renner, and Simon Pegg
Rated: PG-13
Released: 2011
Personal Rating: 4.5/5
Oscars: None
Basic Plot: The IMF is shut down when it's implicated in the bombing of the Kremlin, causing Ethan Hunt and his new team to go rogue to clear their organization's name.
The "Hype"
I put hype in quotation marks since the "hype" I'm talking about was reviewers saying it was a good movie. Mind you these reviewers (none of them professionals in the normal sense) weren't excited to see this. But walked out happy. After seeing this movie I must agree: The Mission: Impossible series is not dead!
The Opening Credits
The opening credits sequence was awesome. The reason I liked it so much was that it didn't interrupt the film at all. It managed to stay out of the way (while taking up maybe a minute or so) and foreshadowed about what would happen later in the film. One of the best opening credits that I have seen this year.
Simon Pegg
Pegg's character (Benji) is a pleasant edition to the series. I've read that he was in M:I3, but I haven't seen that movie yet. So this is the first M:I movie I've seen him in. Benji keeps Simon Pegg's charm but also adds a bad assery to him (especially near the very end of the film).
Final Thoughts
I found this to be a very enjoyable film to watch. Though I think that the experience would've been better in IMAX. ESPECIALLY where Ethan Hunt scales the tall glass building. It seems that there was confusion if this film was a reboot. The answer: it isn't! The film introduces a replacement for Ethan Hunt, though.
Series: Mission: Impossible
Director: Brad Bird
Starring: Tom Cruise, Jeremy Renner, and Simon Pegg
Rated: PG-13
Released: 2011
Personal Rating: 4.5/5
Oscars: None
Basic Plot: The IMF is shut down when it's implicated in the bombing of the Kremlin, causing Ethan Hunt and his new team to go rogue to clear their organization's name.
The "Hype"
I put hype in quotation marks since the "hype" I'm talking about was reviewers saying it was a good movie. Mind you these reviewers (none of them professionals in the normal sense) weren't excited to see this. But walked out happy. After seeing this movie I must agree: The Mission: Impossible series is not dead!
The Opening Credits
The opening credits sequence was awesome. The reason I liked it so much was that it didn't interrupt the film at all. It managed to stay out of the way (while taking up maybe a minute or so) and foreshadowed about what would happen later in the film. One of the best opening credits that I have seen this year.
Simon Pegg
Pegg's character (Benji) is a pleasant edition to the series. I've read that he was in M:I3, but I haven't seen that movie yet. So this is the first M:I movie I've seen him in. Benji keeps Simon Pegg's charm but also adds a bad assery to him (especially near the very end of the film).
Final Thoughts
I found this to be a very enjoyable film to watch. Though I think that the experience would've been better in IMAX. ESPECIALLY where Ethan Hunt scales the tall glass building. It seems that there was confusion if this film was a reboot. The answer: it isn't! The film introduces a replacement for Ethan Hunt, though.
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Box Office Sunday (April 29, 2012)
How does The Cabin in the Woods hold up? Has The Hunger Games been kicked out of the Top 10?
John Connor x T-X (Frozen)
Movie: Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines
Pairing: John Connor and the T-X
Type: Non-Canon
Plot: The T-X falls head over heels for John Connor. She tries to convince him to become her lover. Finally, succumbing to his buried feelings, he becomes her love machine.
Pairing: John Connor and the T-X
Type: Non-Canon
Plot: The T-X falls head over heels for John Connor. She tries to convince him to become her lover. Finally, succumbing to his buried feelings, he becomes her love machine.
Saturday, April 28, 2012
The Green: Spreading 4
One of the interns brought me some tea. I thanked her and took a sip. Not the best, but I didn't mind. I was out on a mission to stop Gralg. Plague looked at me and I replied with a smile. He then put a hand on my shoulder and I realized I had to be serious. Whatever the cause was for this mission, I had to be calm and controlled to everyone but Plague.
"So, Noir, you know why you were called here?" One of the interns asked.
"Yes," I replied. When the two interns looked confused, I realized my mistake. "We both know why we are here. There's an unusual case."
"Who are you?" The other intern asked.
"His name is Matthias." Plague replied. "I'm sorry that he replied for me. We've both been cooped up for months."
"So then you know about the woman who isn't affected by Gralg?" One of the interns asked. She had blonde hair and a tired look to her eyes. "We thought maybe you'd be able to tell us why she hasn't gone into rage zombie mode."
"From what I could find out from George Hunder, she should be affected." Plague replied.
"Do you have any experience?" The male intern asked suspiciously.
"A little. Matthias doesn't have any, though." Was Plague's reply. "But this is purely a scouting mission for now."
A short while later the two interns began to take us to the woman. The woman intern's name turned out to be Susan Helms. She was nervous. I made sure that my gun could be easily taken out. But why should I be worried? This woman wouldn't be a rage zombie and there'd be no danger to any of us.
Susan and the other intern stood outside the door. Plague opened the door and I followed him. The pregnant woman didn't respond at all.
"She's not breathing." I said after looking at her chest.
He nodded and went over to her. He bent down and looked at her crotch. His face quickly turned to a horrified expression. As he opened his mouth to speak, I saw a blur going towards him.
In one swift motion I took out my gun and shot at the blur. A baby's laughter followed the bang from my gun. I looked for Plague and saw him hit the blur and then get up. I ran to stand in front of him but then the blur went behind him and we were both pushed to the ground.
Plague got up and I shot at the blur. After I shot, Plague aimed at the blur. When he shot I aimed at the blur. Suddenly a tentacle, that reminded me of an artery, came towards me. It nearly knocked me off my feet while Plague finally shot the blur.
I ran over to the blur and stepped on the baby's head. Blood touched both Plague and I. His face turned green but mine stayed calm. A feeling of happiness came over me. We were both safe.
The two interns rushed in and the man screamed. I suddenly realized that babies meant something to people. So why didn't I feel sad at its death at all?
-----------------
The Green Blog aka Gralg Contamination
"So, Noir, you know why you were called here?" One of the interns asked.
"Yes," I replied. When the two interns looked confused, I realized my mistake. "We both know why we are here. There's an unusual case."
"Who are you?" The other intern asked.
"His name is Matthias." Plague replied. "I'm sorry that he replied for me. We've both been cooped up for months."
"So then you know about the woman who isn't affected by Gralg?" One of the interns asked. She had blonde hair and a tired look to her eyes. "We thought maybe you'd be able to tell us why she hasn't gone into rage zombie mode."
"From what I could find out from George Hunder, she should be affected." Plague replied.
"Do you have any experience?" The male intern asked suspiciously.
"A little. Matthias doesn't have any, though." Was Plague's reply. "But this is purely a scouting mission for now."
A short while later the two interns began to take us to the woman. The woman intern's name turned out to be Susan Helms. She was nervous. I made sure that my gun could be easily taken out. But why should I be worried? This woman wouldn't be a rage zombie and there'd be no danger to any of us.
Susan and the other intern stood outside the door. Plague opened the door and I followed him. The pregnant woman didn't respond at all.
"She's not breathing." I said after looking at her chest.
He nodded and went over to her. He bent down and looked at her crotch. His face quickly turned to a horrified expression. As he opened his mouth to speak, I saw a blur going towards him.
In one swift motion I took out my gun and shot at the blur. A baby's laughter followed the bang from my gun. I looked for Plague and saw him hit the blur and then get up. I ran to stand in front of him but then the blur went behind him and we were both pushed to the ground.
Plague got up and I shot at the blur. After I shot, Plague aimed at the blur. When he shot I aimed at the blur. Suddenly a tentacle, that reminded me of an artery, came towards me. It nearly knocked me off my feet while Plague finally shot the blur.
I ran over to the blur and stepped on the baby's head. Blood touched both Plague and I. His face turned green but mine stayed calm. A feeling of happiness came over me. We were both safe.
The two interns rushed in and the man screamed. I suddenly realized that babies meant something to people. So why didn't I feel sad at its death at all?
-----------------
The Green Blog aka Gralg Contamination
Xone of Contention (Piers Anthony)
Title: Xone of Contention
Series: Xanth
Author: Piers Anthony
Released: 1999
Rating: 3.5/5
Basic Plot: Dug, the Mundane who had had an adventure in Xanth through the Companions of Xanth computer game, is now happily married to Kim. His friend Edsel on the other hand is on the rock with his marriage to Pia, Dug's old girlfriend, who wants a divorce. Edsel, not wanting to lose her strikes a deal with her, they take a two week vacation in Xanth, switching with Nimby and Chlorine who want to learn about Mundania, and if she doesn't change her mind, he won't fight it.
Global Warming is Bad!
My opinion on Global Warming is for another post, but suffice it to say that this book involves a commentary on Global Commentary. If that is about to make you pass this up, be aware that the message isn't clear (though CoTwo being bad is evident) nor does it seem to be forcing anything. Which is bad and good at the same time. Good because it doesn't mean that I have to read a book with a message. But bad in that it makes calling the enemy CoTwo seem odd. You could've picked a different name!
So Many Puns
Sometimes the number of can become overwhelming. So if you live by me and saw a woman running around screaming, that was me. And, lady, I was talking about your cat. As with any Xanth novel, puns are part of the territory. It can be funny, but you might feel annoyed every now and again.
Marriage
Edsel keeping his marriage with Pia is the nexus of this edition to the Xanth series. I think Anthony did a very good job in making the conclusion believable. If a lesser ending was made it'd seem forced. I know we all like happy endings, but they have to be believable. Unless it means a hot, sexy guy surviving. I love you, Derek Reese! Why won't you return my calls! And being dead isn't an excuse!
Final Thoughts
If you've read a Xanth novel before, this is the same thing. This won't make you a fan. And be prepared for your childhood love to look very different. I remember enjoying Xanth novels much more when younger. However, this book was still good. I found myself caring for the characters and wanting to see them 'win' at the end of the day! In short: if you love puns and magic, you should enjoy this book.
Series: Xanth
Author: Piers Anthony
Released: 1999
Rating: 3.5/5
Basic Plot: Dug, the Mundane who had had an adventure in Xanth through the Companions of Xanth computer game, is now happily married to Kim. His friend Edsel on the other hand is on the rock with his marriage to Pia, Dug's old girlfriend, who wants a divorce. Edsel, not wanting to lose her strikes a deal with her, they take a two week vacation in Xanth, switching with Nimby and Chlorine who want to learn about Mundania, and if she doesn't change her mind, he won't fight it.
Global Warming is Bad!
My opinion on Global Warming is for another post, but suffice it to say that this book involves a commentary on Global Commentary. If that is about to make you pass this up, be aware that the message isn't clear (though CoTwo being bad is evident) nor does it seem to be forcing anything. Which is bad and good at the same time. Good because it doesn't mean that I have to read a book with a message. But bad in that it makes calling the enemy CoTwo seem odd. You could've picked a different name!
So Many Puns
Sometimes the number of can become overwhelming. So if you live by me and saw a woman running around screaming, that was me. And, lady, I was talking about your cat. As with any Xanth novel, puns are part of the territory. It can be funny, but you might feel annoyed every now and again.
Marriage
Edsel keeping his marriage with Pia is the nexus of this edition to the Xanth series. I think Anthony did a very good job in making the conclusion believable. If a lesser ending was made it'd seem forced. I know we all like happy endings, but they have to be believable. Unless it means a hot, sexy guy surviving. I love you, Derek Reese! Why won't you return my calls! And being dead isn't an excuse!
Final Thoughts
If you've read a Xanth novel before, this is the same thing. This won't make you a fan. And be prepared for your childhood love to look very different. I remember enjoying Xanth novels much more when younger. However, this book was still good. I found myself caring for the characters and wanting to see them 'win' at the end of the day! In short: if you love puns and magic, you should enjoy this book.
Friday, April 27, 2012
Fringe: The Final Season
As I show this video I jumped in joy. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Yes, folks, Fringe is getting a fifth season! The current season won't be our last! While I am sad Fringe will be drawing to a close, I am happy that it's going to be able to end on its own terms.
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Terminator 3 (Part 1)
Yep, I am reviewing the third Terminator movie! Here is the start to my T3 review series!
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
A Song for Norman Reedus
I did not write this song. However, I like it very much and so am posting it here. Reedus' character on The Walking Dead (Daryl) is my favorite in the series.
Note: I plan to have the first part of my Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines review series out tonight.
Note: I plan to have the first part of my Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines review series out tonight.
The Moojas Ghost
This is a classic before my blogging days. Where I never thought I'd ever blog. It was originally released in 2007.
------------------------------
There she was, standing in front of me. Tonight, on the beach, she seemed as though she wasn't herself. She was looking down, as though embarrassed at what she was going to tell me. "Vera," I said to her and lifted her head up with my right hand, and noticed how cold she felt. "No matter what you say, I won't hate you. We've been together these three years and I'm not about to give you up now."
"I…" She said and stopped. After a few minutes, she looked into my eyes, and a tear came out of her left eye. "I'm dead."
I put my hands on her shoulder and looked down into her face. "You're not dead. I heard there was some excitement with that old weirdo. What was his name…" I closed my eyes to concentrate and opened them back up slowly. "Eric?"
"Yes." Vera said and sighed. "He was a necromancer, one of the finest. He understood death better than even Death itself could. He killed me and enslaved my soul. Without the help of some friends, I would still be under his command."
I shook my head; the salty aroma of the water must be getting to me. "You're not dead!" I yelled fiercely and shook her. "You hear me! You're not dead! You're still alive!" I tried to shake out my doubts; Eric couldn't have been a necromancer. Though I hated him, and thought he was a pervert, I couldn't imagine him resorting to necromancy or messing with my flower. My Vera, the most precious flower of the earth.
I pressed her into me, hoping she could feel my warmth. Hoping this fit of hers would pass. Closing my eyes, I tried to comfort myself, also, and suddenly fell face first into the sand. I picked myself up and blinked the sand out of my eyes. As I got up, I stopped myself. I was inside of Vera. It was as though she was a hologram from some sci-fi movie.
As soon as I recovered, I went to my original position and looked at Vera; which, now meant I looked at and through her. I covered my mouth and coughed. I removed my hand from my mouth, and tried to resume a normal expression, her translucent eyes sparkled with light from a higher plane. "It's okay, Caliban." Vera said and smiled. "It took me awhile to get used to how I am now. I doubt it'll be easy for you."
"It's not easy." I laughed weakly and shook my head. "It's not easy to know you're not you anymore. That you're…I don't know what you are. I can't classify you into any species that I know of."
"Jessica says I should be called a Moojas Ghost, since using Moojas is what allows me to keep to this plane of existence." Vera said and laughed. "But…Moojas?" She let out a sigh. "I don't like Moojas, but that's just the correct term."
"Moojas." I said dryly and looked at her. "Moojas? Some almighty force of the spirit realm; and it's called Moojas?"
Vera laughed, like she had when she was living. "It connected me first by Eric, and it also extended itself to connect me to this plane by using living creatures." She said. "Sort of like when you enter the internet. I just use creature's life forces to connect me to this plane of existence."
"So you're using me to connect you to life?" I asked and put a hand to my head. "Yeah…that makes sense. Total sense. My girlfriend is a ghost! Yes, this all makes sense. I'm sure that if I think about it in some way, it will." I started pacing around and ignored Vera; I was trying to calm myself.
The thought of her not being herself flooded my mind, I could hardly think. How could I be in love with a ghost and why was she still here? Wasn't she supposed to go wherever dead people went? I looked at Vera; she had again taken on her past life's form. "Why are you here?" I asked her. "Shouldn't you be in Heaven? You are dead. You shouldn't be clinging onto life."
Vera looked at me and placed her cold hand on my face; I leaned into her palm and looked into her face. She was my flower, and I was her gardener. Her full lips complimented her starry eyes. "I need to know that you'll be fine when I leave." She told me and I felt like I was dying. "Caliban, I need to know if you can live without me."
* * *
"Don't worry about Harv and Kasey," I told Vera between bites. "I'm sure they didn't see anything. I've met Harv before; you shouldn't take his word seriously. Hopefully, Kasey won't be taken in by Harv's madness."
Vera sighed and looked at my dinner; her face was pained as she looked at my plate and then at her empty space. I put my fork down and also gave a sigh. Suddenly, I wasn't hungry anymore. It was so painful to see Vera not eating while I ate, and to know she should have moved on, but was only staying here because of me. If only there was some food I could offer her. "It's okay, Caliban," Vera said and gave me a weak smile that was supposed to inspire hope in me. It didn't work. "I am fully fed in this form. As for Harv…you will learn to like him. He might be slow, and possibly retarded, but he is a person you should have in battle."
"Everything isn't war." I replied angrily and knew she was just defending a friend, like I would have for her. Jealous of Harv for being involved in a part of Vera's life that I hadn't been? Just thinking of how she hadn't even tried to contact me through that rough time. She should have, no matter the costs. "In normal situations, a report of a necromancer is to be trusted if it's from someone of higher intelligence than Harv."
"Caliban, you know Harv was the first one to hear me in my pains." Vera said.
"No, that's not true, Vera." I replied. "You went out to contact him, you forgot…me. You knew I'd be the first one to come and rescue you."
"You know that's not true!" Vera yelled as only a Moojas Ghost could. Her features seemed to assume an expression more sorrowful than that of the most miserable mortal. "There are just some people who can sense the other realms better than others. Harv is one of those people."
"Yeah, sensing the spirit world better, is he?" I asked angrily. "And I thought you said Jessica was the best person to sense the spirit realm among your little group. Why wasn't she the one to hear your call and rescue you?"
"Because she was dealing with something else and couldn't sense me." She replied quickly. "Do you know how hard it is to sense someone when you can sense so many others? There was an imbalance that was bothering her, and it wasn't until Harv pointed me out that she could sense me."
I got up from the table and then walked to the kitchen to get some dessert. Vera's argument sounded so good that I couldn't find any reason to argue with it. She wasn't dating Harv, if I thought about it clearly, so I didn't have any reason to worry about that. I took out an ice cream carton from the freezer, scooped myself some ice cream, and put the carton back in the freezer, and then went back to the table.
As I took my first bite, Vera sighed. "Future scholar Anna is expecting me to go over to her house tomorrow." She said. "I'm just afraid the necromancer, that Harv sensed, is going to get me. I'm a Moojas Ghost! I'm a valuable item to necromancers. Luckily, he can't also abuse my body."
"Yeah, your other 'friends' took care of that problem." I said and looked down into my ice cream. "How can a friend do that without any thought? I would never do such a disgraceful act. I believe they have crossed the line and are going to go to Hell soon."
"Then I'll be going to Hell also, Caliban." She insisted. "I'm the one who agreed they do that to me. If anyone should be going to Hell, it should be me. I've been to Hell, and it's not a place for you to talk about. You have to have been there to really understand the horrors. The horrors…so many horrors that you can't even imagine; one breath of Hell's foul air is enough to kill any mortal man."
I nodded, trying to hide a fear that was about to take over me. No, my Vera would not go there. She is an angel too perfect to go to Hell. She is my own, and no one else's. Never can someone claim power over her, for she belongs to me. "No, you won't go there. Someone like you could never go there." I replied.
"And do you think my friends should go there?" Vera hissed. "You think that those who helped to free me should get eternal punishment? Those that care for me just as you do?" She shook her head. "Do I love you, hypocrite?"
I walked over to Vera and placed a hand on her shoulder, it turned vaporous and my hand fell down to the chair. I pulled my hand back up and sighed. "No, Vera, I wouldn't want that on any of your friends." With her sadness, I had the feelings for her friends become real. I didn't want her to feel so sad, and if her friends went, she would go too. I couldn't have her go, I needed her. Here. "Your friends chose well, and they haven't used you or abused you. They are good friends."
Vera gave a slight smile. "Yes, they are. I hope you know what the different kinds of Hell are." She said and looked at me. "There is more than one kind of hell. Fire and brimstone is only one kind of hell, there are others that appear to be a bright summer's day. Oh, if only you could recognize Hell and torture. Maybe then I would be free."
"But you're with me!" I replied quickly. "I'm here. How can you be tortured if you're with me? Am I that horrible? That cruel?" My head went down in shame and a tear came to my eye. "Do you know what hell it would be if you left me? I couldn't stand it, I couldn't live."
"It is not that I hate you, nor that I want to forsake your company." She quickly stated. "It's just that I should be moving on, and I fully realize that now. Maybe it was in some vain dream that I thought I could live like this. I belong with the rest of the dead."
"Come on; let's take a little walk outside." I said and took her hand; she had turned her whole body solid. I felt a little sad as we stepped out of the front door and looked up at the stars. They seemed so far away, and felt as if they controlled my destiny.
Vera veered off and we went into the small forest behind my house. The trees weren't spectacular, but they did give my backyard a foreign look. It was as if I was going off into a different world. She finally stopped me in the center of a small clearing; at least that is what I called it. It was a place where the trees stood around in a circle, tiny thin trees, and you could look up into the sky without fear of any distractions.
"Do you see those?" Vera asked and pointed up to the sky. "Those are stars burning for different planets, and some are even outside of our own galaxy. Just like the amount of suns, there are many different planes of existence. Some of which are for the living, and some of which are for the dead. Hell and Heaven are each one plane. But the types of life, and death, extend to all of the planes."
"But only in this plane can I see you." I said sadly and looked into her eyes. "Even if you're in paradise, I'll be here in Hell without you. I might not be in the plane of Hell, but it will be real enough for me."
"Your greed is only for yourself, but I still love you." She said. "And I won't deny that. I will stay here until you tell me I can move on, I still care for you. It needs to be your decision, not mine."
I nodded and felt my breath leave me. "Somehow, I think this will be anything but peaceful, for either of us." I said and looked up at the stars. "I do still love you, but I want you here. I don't want to lose you, or forget you ever lived. I need you here, by me. But, I promise, I will be able to live without you one day." I wondered if what I said was even true anymore.
* * *
There we were, right in front of Anna's house, and a cold wind had started. Turning to my right side, I saw Vera standing in all her glory. The cold wind continued and I could sense the end coming quickly. Whether it would take away me or my Vera, I didn't know. All I knew was that I wanted to make these last few minutes count.
"Vera, you sure you're going to be okay tonight?" I asked. "Even Jessica has now picked something up and says you shouldn't come here until it passes. Something bad will happen if you really want to stay here tonight." I put a hand on her shoulder.
"Whatever is planned for me, I will be ready." Vera said and smiled at me. "It will end happily, but it might not seem that way to either of us. Sometimes happiness can't be found while the good is happening, but we'll see it eventually. I promise, tonight will have a happy ending."
I sighed and we walked to Anna's front door. Her archway made the light dim and the small light above her door cast a foreboding feeling. This was the end. My foot splashed into some water, I continued walking until I saw blood trickling from underneath the door. I picked up my foot and noticed that I had stepped into the blood. I turned and saw that Vera had turned invisible. "Open the door; I'll be right behind you." Vera whispered into my ear and I gulped. The air was tensed for battle.
I opened the door slowly, not wanting for anything to surprise me. Finally, the door opened and a head tumbled out. There was a bright flash of light and I fell backwards. My head slammed to the ground and I felt a burst of heat. Screams of devils erupted from inside my mind, and then Anna's head tumbled over my palm. I yelled as I felt blood splatter onto me and noticed that part of Anna's small intestines was inside my mouth. I stood up and spat it out. The door had been blown inward and there was a clash of metal that could be heard.
"Vera!" I yelled and ran inside, ducking as objects flew past my head. I was blown into a wall and when I recovered enough, I noticed a large shard of glass in my arm. I pulled it out and looked for the enemy. As the blood trickled out, I focused on my goal. I was now close enough to hear words, they were spells uttered by a young boy. The necromancer, most likely.
I saw the necromancer grab onto the air and hiss something that, from where I stood, sounded more like a snake's noise than actual speech. He then turned to me and his face seemed boyish, like it belonged to a boy playing baseball. As though he was supposed to be playing in a mountain lake, doing anything but what he was doing now.
"So, you're Caliban." He said and smiled. "I am James, grandson of Eric the Necromancer. It's good that you'll see the enslavement of your girlfriend." James looked at the glass shard. "And you expect to hurt ME with that? I am no mere apprentice, young sir."
"You are a young boy." I said to him. "I am your senior in age, now let Vera go and I'll let you live!"
"Let me live?" James spat. "You think that you can tell me when I'll die? I am a master of death. I will tell you when you'll die, not the other way around." Suddenly I was grabbed and I turned to see Anna's corpse grabbing me. Her neck held thin tissues of where her head used to be, her skin hardly existed anymore, and she had no more organs inside of her. "This is your end, good-bye."
"No!" I yelled out and I felt my soul being murdered. "NO! VERA!" I yelled and struggled with Anna's corpse, losing the glass shard in the process. Strangely, Anna's corpse was much stronger than me and I couldn't hold out much longer.
"Caliban, there is a significant imbalance now!" Vera yelled and I could feel soul splitting pain in her voice. "Caliban, can you live without me!"
I felt tears go down my face, and blind my vision. I knew that now I had a chance to save Vera, forever. Forever she would be able to be free. Free in Heaven and singing with all the angels. A time of great rejoicing, but I would be here. I would be here. Here dying without her near. Oh, Vera, why? Why do you have to go? But those thoughts of keeping Vera here were selfish; I couldn't endanger her, not now. I must show I was the caring boyfriend that I always talked of being.
"Vera, go!" I yelled. "I…can live…without you! Enjoy eternity! LEAVE ME HERE!" My voice broke and suddenly a loud sound rang through my spirit and I fell down, Anna's corpse had lost all of its power and also fell down. I got up and I saw James dead. I ran to the phone to call the police. Afterwards, I leaned on the counter and cried. I was alive and she was gone, she was in Heaven and was not to be worried about. I had lost and saved Vera at the same time. There would be no one who could replace her, and now I must wander through this hell to be up in Heaven with her. I knew she would wait for me, I just knew.
------------------------------
There she was, standing in front of me. Tonight, on the beach, she seemed as though she wasn't herself. She was looking down, as though embarrassed at what she was going to tell me. "Vera," I said to her and lifted her head up with my right hand, and noticed how cold she felt. "No matter what you say, I won't hate you. We've been together these three years and I'm not about to give you up now."
"I…" She said and stopped. After a few minutes, she looked into my eyes, and a tear came out of her left eye. "I'm dead."
I put my hands on her shoulder and looked down into her face. "You're not dead. I heard there was some excitement with that old weirdo. What was his name…" I closed my eyes to concentrate and opened them back up slowly. "Eric?"
"Yes." Vera said and sighed. "He was a necromancer, one of the finest. He understood death better than even Death itself could. He killed me and enslaved my soul. Without the help of some friends, I would still be under his command."
I shook my head; the salty aroma of the water must be getting to me. "You're not dead!" I yelled fiercely and shook her. "You hear me! You're not dead! You're still alive!" I tried to shake out my doubts; Eric couldn't have been a necromancer. Though I hated him, and thought he was a pervert, I couldn't imagine him resorting to necromancy or messing with my flower. My Vera, the most precious flower of the earth.
I pressed her into me, hoping she could feel my warmth. Hoping this fit of hers would pass. Closing my eyes, I tried to comfort myself, also, and suddenly fell face first into the sand. I picked myself up and blinked the sand out of my eyes. As I got up, I stopped myself. I was inside of Vera. It was as though she was a hologram from some sci-fi movie.
As soon as I recovered, I went to my original position and looked at Vera; which, now meant I looked at and through her. I covered my mouth and coughed. I removed my hand from my mouth, and tried to resume a normal expression, her translucent eyes sparkled with light from a higher plane. "It's okay, Caliban." Vera said and smiled. "It took me awhile to get used to how I am now. I doubt it'll be easy for you."
"It's not easy." I laughed weakly and shook my head. "It's not easy to know you're not you anymore. That you're…I don't know what you are. I can't classify you into any species that I know of."
"Jessica says I should be called a Moojas Ghost, since using Moojas is what allows me to keep to this plane of existence." Vera said and laughed. "But…Moojas?" She let out a sigh. "I don't like Moojas, but that's just the correct term."
"Moojas." I said dryly and looked at her. "Moojas? Some almighty force of the spirit realm; and it's called Moojas?"
Vera laughed, like she had when she was living. "It connected me first by Eric, and it also extended itself to connect me to this plane by using living creatures." She said. "Sort of like when you enter the internet. I just use creature's life forces to connect me to this plane of existence."
"So you're using me to connect you to life?" I asked and put a hand to my head. "Yeah…that makes sense. Total sense. My girlfriend is a ghost! Yes, this all makes sense. I'm sure that if I think about it in some way, it will." I started pacing around and ignored Vera; I was trying to calm myself.
The thought of her not being herself flooded my mind, I could hardly think. How could I be in love with a ghost and why was she still here? Wasn't she supposed to go wherever dead people went? I looked at Vera; she had again taken on her past life's form. "Why are you here?" I asked her. "Shouldn't you be in Heaven? You are dead. You shouldn't be clinging onto life."
Vera looked at me and placed her cold hand on my face; I leaned into her palm and looked into her face. She was my flower, and I was her gardener. Her full lips complimented her starry eyes. "I need to know that you'll be fine when I leave." She told me and I felt like I was dying. "Caliban, I need to know if you can live without me."
* * *
"Don't worry about Harv and Kasey," I told Vera between bites. "I'm sure they didn't see anything. I've met Harv before; you shouldn't take his word seriously. Hopefully, Kasey won't be taken in by Harv's madness."
Vera sighed and looked at my dinner; her face was pained as she looked at my plate and then at her empty space. I put my fork down and also gave a sigh. Suddenly, I wasn't hungry anymore. It was so painful to see Vera not eating while I ate, and to know she should have moved on, but was only staying here because of me. If only there was some food I could offer her. "It's okay, Caliban," Vera said and gave me a weak smile that was supposed to inspire hope in me. It didn't work. "I am fully fed in this form. As for Harv…you will learn to like him. He might be slow, and possibly retarded, but he is a person you should have in battle."
"Everything isn't war." I replied angrily and knew she was just defending a friend, like I would have for her. Jealous of Harv for being involved in a part of Vera's life that I hadn't been? Just thinking of how she hadn't even tried to contact me through that rough time. She should have, no matter the costs. "In normal situations, a report of a necromancer is to be trusted if it's from someone of higher intelligence than Harv."
"Caliban, you know Harv was the first one to hear me in my pains." Vera said.
"No, that's not true, Vera." I replied. "You went out to contact him, you forgot…me. You knew I'd be the first one to come and rescue you."
"You know that's not true!" Vera yelled as only a Moojas Ghost could. Her features seemed to assume an expression more sorrowful than that of the most miserable mortal. "There are just some people who can sense the other realms better than others. Harv is one of those people."
"Yeah, sensing the spirit world better, is he?" I asked angrily. "And I thought you said Jessica was the best person to sense the spirit realm among your little group. Why wasn't she the one to hear your call and rescue you?"
"Because she was dealing with something else and couldn't sense me." She replied quickly. "Do you know how hard it is to sense someone when you can sense so many others? There was an imbalance that was bothering her, and it wasn't until Harv pointed me out that she could sense me."
I got up from the table and then walked to the kitchen to get some dessert. Vera's argument sounded so good that I couldn't find any reason to argue with it. She wasn't dating Harv, if I thought about it clearly, so I didn't have any reason to worry about that. I took out an ice cream carton from the freezer, scooped myself some ice cream, and put the carton back in the freezer, and then went back to the table.
As I took my first bite, Vera sighed. "Future scholar Anna is expecting me to go over to her house tomorrow." She said. "I'm just afraid the necromancer, that Harv sensed, is going to get me. I'm a Moojas Ghost! I'm a valuable item to necromancers. Luckily, he can't also abuse my body."
"Yeah, your other 'friends' took care of that problem." I said and looked down into my ice cream. "How can a friend do that without any thought? I would never do such a disgraceful act. I believe they have crossed the line and are going to go to Hell soon."
"Then I'll be going to Hell also, Caliban." She insisted. "I'm the one who agreed they do that to me. If anyone should be going to Hell, it should be me. I've been to Hell, and it's not a place for you to talk about. You have to have been there to really understand the horrors. The horrors…so many horrors that you can't even imagine; one breath of Hell's foul air is enough to kill any mortal man."
I nodded, trying to hide a fear that was about to take over me. No, my Vera would not go there. She is an angel too perfect to go to Hell. She is my own, and no one else's. Never can someone claim power over her, for she belongs to me. "No, you won't go there. Someone like you could never go there." I replied.
"And do you think my friends should go there?" Vera hissed. "You think that those who helped to free me should get eternal punishment? Those that care for me just as you do?" She shook her head. "Do I love you, hypocrite?"
I walked over to Vera and placed a hand on her shoulder, it turned vaporous and my hand fell down to the chair. I pulled my hand back up and sighed. "No, Vera, I wouldn't want that on any of your friends." With her sadness, I had the feelings for her friends become real. I didn't want her to feel so sad, and if her friends went, she would go too. I couldn't have her go, I needed her. Here. "Your friends chose well, and they haven't used you or abused you. They are good friends."
Vera gave a slight smile. "Yes, they are. I hope you know what the different kinds of Hell are." She said and looked at me. "There is more than one kind of hell. Fire and brimstone is only one kind of hell, there are others that appear to be a bright summer's day. Oh, if only you could recognize Hell and torture. Maybe then I would be free."
"But you're with me!" I replied quickly. "I'm here. How can you be tortured if you're with me? Am I that horrible? That cruel?" My head went down in shame and a tear came to my eye. "Do you know what hell it would be if you left me? I couldn't stand it, I couldn't live."
"It is not that I hate you, nor that I want to forsake your company." She quickly stated. "It's just that I should be moving on, and I fully realize that now. Maybe it was in some vain dream that I thought I could live like this. I belong with the rest of the dead."
"Come on; let's take a little walk outside." I said and took her hand; she had turned her whole body solid. I felt a little sad as we stepped out of the front door and looked up at the stars. They seemed so far away, and felt as if they controlled my destiny.
Vera veered off and we went into the small forest behind my house. The trees weren't spectacular, but they did give my backyard a foreign look. It was as if I was going off into a different world. She finally stopped me in the center of a small clearing; at least that is what I called it. It was a place where the trees stood around in a circle, tiny thin trees, and you could look up into the sky without fear of any distractions.
"Do you see those?" Vera asked and pointed up to the sky. "Those are stars burning for different planets, and some are even outside of our own galaxy. Just like the amount of suns, there are many different planes of existence. Some of which are for the living, and some of which are for the dead. Hell and Heaven are each one plane. But the types of life, and death, extend to all of the planes."
"But only in this plane can I see you." I said sadly and looked into her eyes. "Even if you're in paradise, I'll be here in Hell without you. I might not be in the plane of Hell, but it will be real enough for me."
"Your greed is only for yourself, but I still love you." She said. "And I won't deny that. I will stay here until you tell me I can move on, I still care for you. It needs to be your decision, not mine."
I nodded and felt my breath leave me. "Somehow, I think this will be anything but peaceful, for either of us." I said and looked up at the stars. "I do still love you, but I want you here. I don't want to lose you, or forget you ever lived. I need you here, by me. But, I promise, I will be able to live without you one day." I wondered if what I said was even true anymore.
* * *
There we were, right in front of Anna's house, and a cold wind had started. Turning to my right side, I saw Vera standing in all her glory. The cold wind continued and I could sense the end coming quickly. Whether it would take away me or my Vera, I didn't know. All I knew was that I wanted to make these last few minutes count.
"Vera, you sure you're going to be okay tonight?" I asked. "Even Jessica has now picked something up and says you shouldn't come here until it passes. Something bad will happen if you really want to stay here tonight." I put a hand on her shoulder.
"Whatever is planned for me, I will be ready." Vera said and smiled at me. "It will end happily, but it might not seem that way to either of us. Sometimes happiness can't be found while the good is happening, but we'll see it eventually. I promise, tonight will have a happy ending."
I sighed and we walked to Anna's front door. Her archway made the light dim and the small light above her door cast a foreboding feeling. This was the end. My foot splashed into some water, I continued walking until I saw blood trickling from underneath the door. I picked up my foot and noticed that I had stepped into the blood. I turned and saw that Vera had turned invisible. "Open the door; I'll be right behind you." Vera whispered into my ear and I gulped. The air was tensed for battle.
I opened the door slowly, not wanting for anything to surprise me. Finally, the door opened and a head tumbled out. There was a bright flash of light and I fell backwards. My head slammed to the ground and I felt a burst of heat. Screams of devils erupted from inside my mind, and then Anna's head tumbled over my palm. I yelled as I felt blood splatter onto me and noticed that part of Anna's small intestines was inside my mouth. I stood up and spat it out. The door had been blown inward and there was a clash of metal that could be heard.
"Vera!" I yelled and ran inside, ducking as objects flew past my head. I was blown into a wall and when I recovered enough, I noticed a large shard of glass in my arm. I pulled it out and looked for the enemy. As the blood trickled out, I focused on my goal. I was now close enough to hear words, they were spells uttered by a young boy. The necromancer, most likely.
I saw the necromancer grab onto the air and hiss something that, from where I stood, sounded more like a snake's noise than actual speech. He then turned to me and his face seemed boyish, like it belonged to a boy playing baseball. As though he was supposed to be playing in a mountain lake, doing anything but what he was doing now.
"So, you're Caliban." He said and smiled. "I am James, grandson of Eric the Necromancer. It's good that you'll see the enslavement of your girlfriend." James looked at the glass shard. "And you expect to hurt ME with that? I am no mere apprentice, young sir."
"You are a young boy." I said to him. "I am your senior in age, now let Vera go and I'll let you live!"
"Let me live?" James spat. "You think that you can tell me when I'll die? I am a master of death. I will tell you when you'll die, not the other way around." Suddenly I was grabbed and I turned to see Anna's corpse grabbing me. Her neck held thin tissues of where her head used to be, her skin hardly existed anymore, and she had no more organs inside of her. "This is your end, good-bye."
"No!" I yelled out and I felt my soul being murdered. "NO! VERA!" I yelled and struggled with Anna's corpse, losing the glass shard in the process. Strangely, Anna's corpse was much stronger than me and I couldn't hold out much longer.
"Caliban, there is a significant imbalance now!" Vera yelled and I could feel soul splitting pain in her voice. "Caliban, can you live without me!"
I felt tears go down my face, and blind my vision. I knew that now I had a chance to save Vera, forever. Forever she would be able to be free. Free in Heaven and singing with all the angels. A time of great rejoicing, but I would be here. I would be here. Here dying without her near. Oh, Vera, why? Why do you have to go? But those thoughts of keeping Vera here were selfish; I couldn't endanger her, not now. I must show I was the caring boyfriend that I always talked of being.
"Vera, go!" I yelled. "I…can live…without you! Enjoy eternity! LEAVE ME HERE!" My voice broke and suddenly a loud sound rang through my spirit and I fell down, Anna's corpse had lost all of its power and also fell down. I got up and I saw James dead. I ran to the phone to call the police. Afterwards, I leaned on the counter and cried. I was alive and she was gone, she was in Heaven and was not to be worried about. I had lost and saved Vera at the same time. There would be no one who could replace her, and now I must wander through this hell to be up in Heaven with her. I knew she would wait for me, I just knew.
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Marty's Choice (The Cabin in the Woods)
I talk about one thing that really pissed me off in this movie. I still love Marty, though!
Monday, April 23, 2012
Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines (Gag Reel)
Are you biting your nails in anticipation of my T3 review? No, you aren't. But, to pass the time, here is the gag reel for the movie:
Box Office Sunday (April 22, 2012)
Is The Hunger Games defeated? Does The Lucky One take its place? And, most importantly, what are all these chimps doing here!
The Green: Spreading 3
Plague turned the shower off and didn't seem happy. When he stepped out I didn't think he was mad either. I stepped out of the shower and looked down at my penis. Even though I loved Plague more than stopping Gralg, I had trouble getting hard for him. Plague's body was angelic and my penis couldn't muster the strength to worship him.
"I'm sorry." I told him and started to dry myself off. "I don't know why it wouldn't get up today."
Plague replied with a shrug. After we got dressed he finally said, "I don't mind. We'll find a solution one day."
I nodded but I didn't believe it. I knew, from the way the scientists had spoken about sex, that it was important in a relationship. And if I couldn't please Plague, would we last? I shook my head. First defeat Gralg and then there'll be time to think about my sex life.
After packing up, I took the wheel and Plague took shotgun. There was a long drive ahead of us and it was mostly quiet. Not because of what happened in the shower this morning, but because we were focused on what could happen. After two hours a small conversation started to form.
Finally I let my feelings out, "Do you think we'll last?"
Plague stared at me for a moment. "You understand that your...problem isn't unique, right?" He finally replied. "You just have more trouble than most people. I don't think you like me less because of something you can't control."
"But you aren't pleasured by me as you could be by another man."
"That's not the point. We can get you something if you want."
"That would be good." I said and the problem was washed away. Plague put a hand on my leg and smiled at me.
However, I couldn't get it out of my head that I wasn't into men. It was so hard to get hard. But I also felt love for Plague that made my body and mind at odds with one another.
Finally we arrived. The hospital was in Gold City, Montana. Luckily, Gold City wasn't hit by Gralg yet. Though there had been traces of Gralg spotted elsewhere in Montana.
As we walked towards the door, two interns were there to greet us.
-------------------
The Green Blog aka Gralg Contamination
"I'm sorry." I told him and started to dry myself off. "I don't know why it wouldn't get up today."
Plague replied with a shrug. After we got dressed he finally said, "I don't mind. We'll find a solution one day."
I nodded but I didn't believe it. I knew, from the way the scientists had spoken about sex, that it was important in a relationship. And if I couldn't please Plague, would we last? I shook my head. First defeat Gralg and then there'll be time to think about my sex life.
After packing up, I took the wheel and Plague took shotgun. There was a long drive ahead of us and it was mostly quiet. Not because of what happened in the shower this morning, but because we were focused on what could happen. After two hours a small conversation started to form.
Finally I let my feelings out, "Do you think we'll last?"
Plague stared at me for a moment. "You understand that your...problem isn't unique, right?" He finally replied. "You just have more trouble than most people. I don't think you like me less because of something you can't control."
"But you aren't pleasured by me as you could be by another man."
"That's not the point. We can get you something if you want."
"That would be good." I said and the problem was washed away. Plague put a hand on my leg and smiled at me.
However, I couldn't get it out of my head that I wasn't into men. It was so hard to get hard. But I also felt love for Plague that made my body and mind at odds with one another.
Finally we arrived. The hospital was in Gold City, Montana. Luckily, Gold City wasn't hit by Gralg yet. Though there had been traces of Gralg spotted elsewhere in Montana.
As we walked towards the door, two interns were there to greet us.
-------------------
The Green Blog aka Gralg Contamination
Sunday, April 22, 2012
The Cabin in the Woods (2012)
Title: The Cabin in the Woods
Director: Drew Goddard
Starring: Kristen Connolly, Chris Hemsworth and Anna Hutchison
Writers: Joss (FUCKING) Whedon and Drew Goddard
Rated: R
Released: 2012
Personal Rating: 6/5
Oscars: N/A
Basic Plot: Five friends go for a break at a remote cabin in the woods, where they get more than they bargained for. Together, they must discover the truth behind the cabin in the woods.
Horror Comedy and Insight
Long and short of it is that this movie is self-aware. In many points of the movie there are little jokes that will have you laughing and then screaming. It isn't afraid to poke fun at the horror genre (like the classic 'group splits off and are easily picked off'). What's great about the movie's self-awareness is that it shows different viewpoints on horror movies. WHILE IT IS, ITSELF, A HORROR MOVIE! While you might think you'll have to think during this movie: be assured that it isn't hard to understand and the movie guides you along.
The Stoner Knows All
The Stoner (aka Marty/The Fool) is the first one to realize that something isn't right. He tries to warn people but they don't listen. He's like the stand-in for those in the audience that yell at the screen for the people not to do stupid things. He recommends not splitting up, not opening the door, and other things. It's sort of funny that someone stoned out of their mind can pick apart horror movie cliches. Does he die by the end of the movie? I'll just say his death isn't shown on screen.
The End "Battle Scene"
The end of the movie is a total gore fest. According to sources, a reaver (yes, the ones from Firefly!) appears briefly in the movie. Since I didn't know what they look like I'd need to see it again to confirm it. Anyways, the creatures that are released cause total hell. The hallway with the elevator will be burned into your mind long after you leave the theater. Also look out for a killer clown and unicorn.
Final Thoughts
This is a kickass movie. It scared me, made me think, and made me laugh. I loved it all! This movie more than lives up to its hype. In fact, it goes way over the hype. If you're looking for a new twist on the horror genre, this is the movie. I am a Joss Whedon fan (and shame on all those of you who don't know who Whedon is!) and that was part of the reason I wanted to see this. Finally, sorry random woman I talked to in the bathroom. Fangirls will be fangirls.
Director: Drew Goddard
Starring: Kristen Connolly, Chris Hemsworth and Anna Hutchison
Writers: Joss (FUCKING) Whedon and Drew Goddard
Rated: R
Released: 2012
Personal Rating: 6/5
Oscars: N/A
Basic Plot: Five friends go for a break at a remote cabin in the woods, where they get more than they bargained for. Together, they must discover the truth behind the cabin in the woods.
Horror Comedy and Insight
Long and short of it is that this movie is self-aware. In many points of the movie there are little jokes that will have you laughing and then screaming. It isn't afraid to poke fun at the horror genre (like the classic 'group splits off and are easily picked off'). What's great about the movie's self-awareness is that it shows different viewpoints on horror movies. WHILE IT IS, ITSELF, A HORROR MOVIE! While you might think you'll have to think during this movie: be assured that it isn't hard to understand and the movie guides you along.
The Stoner Knows All
The Stoner (aka Marty/The Fool) is the first one to realize that something isn't right. He tries to warn people but they don't listen. He's like the stand-in for those in the audience that yell at the screen for the people not to do stupid things. He recommends not splitting up, not opening the door, and other things. It's sort of funny that someone stoned out of their mind can pick apart horror movie cliches. Does he die by the end of the movie? I'll just say his death isn't shown on screen.
The End "Battle Scene"
The end of the movie is a total gore fest. According to sources, a reaver (yes, the ones from Firefly!) appears briefly in the movie. Since I didn't know what they look like I'd need to see it again to confirm it. Anyways, the creatures that are released cause total hell. The hallway with the elevator will be burned into your mind long after you leave the theater. Also look out for a killer clown and unicorn.
Final Thoughts
This is a kickass movie. It scared me, made me think, and made me laugh. I loved it all! This movie more than lives up to its hype. In fact, it goes way over the hype. If you're looking for a new twist on the horror genre, this is the movie. I am a Joss Whedon fan (and shame on all those of you who don't know who Whedon is!) and that was part of the reason I wanted to see this. Finally, sorry random woman I talked to in the bathroom. Fangirls will be fangirls.
Best Song in The Cabin in the Woods
Last (by Nine Inch Nails) plays during the credits. I found it to fit perfectly after the ending of the movie. This is really the reason I stayed for the Credits. I heard this and I couldn't leave my seat.
For your enjoyment, here it is:
For your enjoyment, here it is:
The Cabin in the Woods First Thoughts
I ramble on about The Cabin in the Woods. This contains spoilers so be forewarned (and see the movie already!).
Fringe "Letters of Transit" Review
Walter is even crazier and Observers have taken over! This episode is full of awesome!
Saturday, April 21, 2012
jashykins Poll Results (April 2012)
I give the results of the poll on my main blog:
Who is the better female rolemodel?
Who is the better female rolemodel?
Hot Problems the new Friday
I admit I don't share everyone's view of music. But Hot Problems (by Double Take) isn't good by any standards. The beat is good in the beginning but once the girls start singing you'll think you've died and went to Hell.
The song is about how hot girls have problems too and the only difference is that they're hot. I'm not jealous of "hot" people, but they don't make good cases for how they're normal.
For your pain, the video is down below. Unfortunately I couldn't place it in the bowls of Hell (still working on that part).
The song is about how hot girls have problems too and the only difference is that they're hot. I'm not jealous of "hot" people, but they don't make good cases for how they're normal.
For your pain, the video is down below. Unfortunately I couldn't place it in the bowls of Hell (still working on that part).
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)