Thursday, July 26, 2012
The Grey (2012)
Title: The Grey
Director: Joe Carnahan
Starring: Liam Neeson, Dermot Mulroney, and Frank Grillo
Rated: R
Released: 2012
Personal Rating: 6/5
Special Rating: It Made Me Cry
Oscars: N/A
Basic Plot: After their plane crashes in Alaska, six oil workers are led by a skilled huntsman to survival, but a pack of merciless wolves haunts their every step.
Very Moving Film
This movie isn't for the weak willed. By the end of the movie I was bawling my eyes out. And I'm not one to cry during movies. As each man dies things become harder for Ottway (Liam Neeson) who was already on the point of suicide in the beginning of the movie. Make sure you have a good comedy after watching this movie. I'm still tearing up for this movie and I watched it hours ago.
The Wolves
The wolves are the external threat to the group. Besides the weather and elements. They look good from a distance. The use of very quick shots for the wolf attacks works perfectly. This is because they don't look that great once you can stop to look at them. They don't look horrible but it's good they shot the movie like they did.
The Other Members
I didn't expect to care for the other members of the group. But I did! I cared if they lived or died. When one of them dies (near the end, not saying which one) I was crying out at the tv! So expect to care for these characters. If you didn't care for them, the movie wouldn't have made such an impact.
Final Thoughts
revrezner thinks I gave this such a high score due to Liam Neeson. He helped with the rating, but he wasn't the ONLY reason. If everything else wasn't so good I wouldn't have given this movie my highest rating. There is a plane crash in the beginning and a part where the group have to cross a gap. Two things that terrify me. It also had one thing that reminded me of Silent Hill 2 (and sorry for ruining a plot point for you Silent Hill fans).
Director: Joe Carnahan
Starring: Liam Neeson, Dermot Mulroney, and Frank Grillo
Rated: R
Released: 2012
Personal Rating: 6/5
Special Rating: It Made Me Cry
Oscars: N/A
Basic Plot: After their plane crashes in Alaska, six oil workers are led by a skilled huntsman to survival, but a pack of merciless wolves haunts their every step.
Very Moving Film
This movie isn't for the weak willed. By the end of the movie I was bawling my eyes out. And I'm not one to cry during movies. As each man dies things become harder for Ottway (Liam Neeson) who was already on the point of suicide in the beginning of the movie. Make sure you have a good comedy after watching this movie. I'm still tearing up for this movie and I watched it hours ago.
The Wolves
The wolves are the external threat to the group. Besides the weather and elements. They look good from a distance. The use of very quick shots for the wolf attacks works perfectly. This is because they don't look that great once you can stop to look at them. They don't look horrible but it's good they shot the movie like they did.
The Other Members
I didn't expect to care for the other members of the group. But I did! I cared if they lived or died. When one of them dies (near the end, not saying which one) I was crying out at the tv! So expect to care for these characters. If you didn't care for them, the movie wouldn't have made such an impact.
Final Thoughts
revrezner thinks I gave this such a high score due to Liam Neeson. He helped with the rating, but he wasn't the ONLY reason. If everything else wasn't so good I wouldn't have given this movie my highest rating. There is a plane crash in the beginning and a part where the group have to cross a gap. Two things that terrify me. It also had one thing that reminded me of Silent Hill 2 (and sorry for ruining a plot point for you Silent Hill fans).
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
S&N: Forever Vigilant 2
I continued to look at Glau and she took notice. Her eyes traveled to lock onto both Samara and myself. I wanted Glau to look at me so that maybe I could understand her. But that could be dangerous. Hell, our last conversation had led to Samara and me being ambushed. Finally her eyes looked at me.
I saw a smile form on her mouth. It was human and yet had a touch of M-4 to it. I smiled back at her. Samara made a tiny huffing sound and my sensors picked it up. I mentally shook my head and remembered that Samara and I were together. And, right now, I didn't want to lose her. If I did lose her I wasn't going to do it to Mark.
"Sam, are you jealous?" I asked and put a pre-Machine Nazilla smirk onto my face. I didn't feel like doing a smirk but knew it'd calm her down.
"Naz," She said angrily. But my sensors picked up her heart beat slowing down. "Her being here isn't a good thing. And, no, it isn't a jealousy thing. I'm worried that she's just doing this to get into Karma."
"There is a much easier way to do that." I said and patted her on the shoulder. Again, a gesture that I barely remembered or thought about. But one that would calm her down. And it did.
Samara gently kissed me on the lips and I returned the brief kiss. Turning around I could tell a slight sign of jealousy on Glau's face. Was I glad it was there? No. Was I unhappy it was there? No. It didn't matter to me. All I wanted out of Glau was answers. That's how I lay with Samara at night.
I walked calmly to Glau and the parameters of the Spa seemed to expand. I could still go back, but something was pulling me towards her. My sensors would tell me that gravity wasn't a factor but my remaining humanity would swear it was. And logic was the only thing that kept me going towards Glau.
It knew that nothing Glau said now would affect how much I still loved Samara Crichton. Samara was the one whose memory helped me override my programming. This woman didn't have that connection to me.
"Nice seeing you here, Glau." I said and put on a smile. I didn't feel like smiling but my programming had suggested it.
Glau blushed and nodded. "Yes, it's nice seeing you here, Nazilla." She looked down as if uncertain of what she was going to ask. "Can I ask you something?"
What could she ask me that would require me to do even a little bit of thinking? "Sure, go ahead." I replied.
"Why didn't you meet me for lunch?" Glau asked. She looked into my eyes and a tear went down her cheek.
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I saw a smile form on her mouth. It was human and yet had a touch of M-4 to it. I smiled back at her. Samara made a tiny huffing sound and my sensors picked it up. I mentally shook my head and remembered that Samara and I were together. And, right now, I didn't want to lose her. If I did lose her I wasn't going to do it to Mark.
"Sam, are you jealous?" I asked and put a pre-Machine Nazilla smirk onto my face. I didn't feel like doing a smirk but knew it'd calm her down.
"Naz," She said angrily. But my sensors picked up her heart beat slowing down. "Her being here isn't a good thing. And, no, it isn't a jealousy thing. I'm worried that she's just doing this to get into Karma."
"There is a much easier way to do that." I said and patted her on the shoulder. Again, a gesture that I barely remembered or thought about. But one that would calm her down. And it did.
Samara gently kissed me on the lips and I returned the brief kiss. Turning around I could tell a slight sign of jealousy on Glau's face. Was I glad it was there? No. Was I unhappy it was there? No. It didn't matter to me. All I wanted out of Glau was answers. That's how I lay with Samara at night.
I walked calmly to Glau and the parameters of the Spa seemed to expand. I could still go back, but something was pulling me towards her. My sensors would tell me that gravity wasn't a factor but my remaining humanity would swear it was. And logic was the only thing that kept me going towards Glau.
It knew that nothing Glau said now would affect how much I still loved Samara Crichton. Samara was the one whose memory helped me override my programming. This woman didn't have that connection to me.
"Nice seeing you here, Glau." I said and put on a smile. I didn't feel like smiling but my programming had suggested it.
Glau blushed and nodded. "Yes, it's nice seeing you here, Nazilla." She looked down as if uncertain of what she was going to ask. "Can I ask you something?"
What could she ask me that would require me to do even a little bit of thinking? "Sure, go ahead." I replied.
"Why didn't you meet me for lunch?" Glau asked. She looked into my eyes and a tear went down her cheek.
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Recap: Shooting and The Dark Knight Rises
I give a synopsis of all the main things to come out of the Colorado Theater Shootings.
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Continuum "Fast Times" Review
The jealous bitch and other things.
Monday, July 23, 2012
jTRC (Church and Politics)
In this episode of my ranting series I talk about the topic of politics in church.
Sunday, July 22, 2012
S&N: Forever Vigilant 1
"I said no, Samara." I yelled, not caring who else in the house heard me. "I'm not a human. I'm an M-4. Spas don't interest me anymore."
"What about me?" She replied. Her tone angry with a sense of longing. "I'm here too. For one day I want to forget-"
"That I'm me?" I asked. "Listen, I'm trying just as hard as you are. My whole world is changing just as much as yours.
Samara sighed and looked away. Then the next second she looked back at me. "Then why don't you try and show it. You know you're not the only one."
I stepped right up to her face and said, "If I'm not the only one why haven't you found someone else in the three years that I was gone?"
As soon as the words were out of my mouth I felt what was very similar to shame. I knew the reason why. It was the same reason I had been able to escape my programming. The hope that someone I loved was still out there and waiting for me.
"I'm sorry." I said with the usual Machine toneless voice. I cared so much that I had lost control of my voice. Unlike a human's, it just went toneless.
Samara nodded and wiped away a tear. She knew I cared, or at least she hoped. And hope can be more powerful than knowing.
"Nazilla is right, Samara, those things don't go to Spas." Mark said and stepped into the living room. The other members had been quiet. They were pretending not to be here. "Hell, Nazilla shouldn't be here."
"It is my choice, Marky," I said. Mark tried to hide his anger as I used one of his most hated nicknames to date.
"Naz and Mark, please." Samara said and both of us. Mark and I just looked at each other. One day we might have our final battle over Samara. But right in front of her, especially right now, wouldn't be the time or day.
"If you even think of harming her-" Mark told me.
"I will self-destruct." I said and he walked away angrily. "Now about the Spa."
With that Samara and I got into the car and I drove her. In the car we turned up the radio and she found a station she liked. I only did the motions of dancing because she was doing that too. My Machine self found nothing pleasing about the sounds coming out of the radio.
Samara stopped her dancing and turned to me. "You used to like this song."
I looked at her and said, "I just hear the sounds and nothing else."
"Can't you remember, though?"
"Yes, I can, but I don't get any feelings from it." With that the only sound was from the radio and the only motion was from the car.
However, once we arrived and entered the Spa, we were talking like old friends again. I examined the entrance and I saw beauty in the work. To a human it was calming, for me it was a study of what I had once been. Which, I guess, was calming in a sense.
As I was examining the Spa I saw someone. That someone was either an enemy, friend, or someone caught in the middle. For now I didn't know which one she was. But, whichever one she was, I was interested in seeing her again. To destroy the mystery surrounding her. My sensors easily identified her as Glau.
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"What about me?" She replied. Her tone angry with a sense of longing. "I'm here too. For one day I want to forget-"
"That I'm me?" I asked. "Listen, I'm trying just as hard as you are. My whole world is changing just as much as yours.
Samara sighed and looked away. Then the next second she looked back at me. "Then why don't you try and show it. You know you're not the only one."
I stepped right up to her face and said, "If I'm not the only one why haven't you found someone else in the three years that I was gone?"
As soon as the words were out of my mouth I felt what was very similar to shame. I knew the reason why. It was the same reason I had been able to escape my programming. The hope that someone I loved was still out there and waiting for me.
"I'm sorry." I said with the usual Machine toneless voice. I cared so much that I had lost control of my voice. Unlike a human's, it just went toneless.
Samara nodded and wiped away a tear. She knew I cared, or at least she hoped. And hope can be more powerful than knowing.
"Nazilla is right, Samara, those things don't go to Spas." Mark said and stepped into the living room. The other members had been quiet. They were pretending not to be here. "Hell, Nazilla shouldn't be here."
"It is my choice, Marky," I said. Mark tried to hide his anger as I used one of his most hated nicknames to date.
"Naz and Mark, please." Samara said and both of us. Mark and I just looked at each other. One day we might have our final battle over Samara. But right in front of her, especially right now, wouldn't be the time or day.
"If you even think of harming her-" Mark told me.
"I will self-destruct." I said and he walked away angrily. "Now about the Spa."
With that Samara and I got into the car and I drove her. In the car we turned up the radio and she found a station she liked. I only did the motions of dancing because she was doing that too. My Machine self found nothing pleasing about the sounds coming out of the radio.
Samara stopped her dancing and turned to me. "You used to like this song."
I looked at her and said, "I just hear the sounds and nothing else."
"Can't you remember, though?"
"Yes, I can, but I don't get any feelings from it." With that the only sound was from the radio and the only motion was from the car.
However, once we arrived and entered the Spa, we were talking like old friends again. I examined the entrance and I saw beauty in the work. To a human it was calming, for me it was a study of what I had once been. Which, I guess, was calming in a sense.
As I was examining the Spa I saw someone. That someone was either an enemy, friend, or someone caught in the middle. For now I didn't know which one she was. But, whichever one she was, I was interested in seeing her again. To destroy the mystery surrounding her. My sensors easily identified her as Glau.
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