April 1st, 2012
Friday night was services, at the home of some new members. It was a very relaxed and pleasant service, and the house was beautifully adorned with artwork, making it a very nice evening, and a good way to wind down from the week's work.
Once home, I put on the final episode of ST:V via Netflix streaming, finishing the saga. Having them get home was true closure, but in some ways it just wasn't satisfying. Still, it's done now, and I won't have to go back to it.
Saturday, to start, we spent over four hours doing the first 16 steps of 30 to build the new grill, but those may have been the easy ones (maybe not...). I hope we can get a few more done today, but it's not likely.
Last night we had dinner at the home of one of the doctors with whom I work. We had a very good Sri Lankan meal prepared by her husband, and helped their two little girls burn off a bit of energy before bedtime. Very nice evening.
Once home, again, we tested the water with streaming via Netflix the show Breaking Bad, and it was very good, as I've heard it would be. I know we'll watch more of it in the weeks to come.
I've made it through Season 2 of Breaking Bad (via Netflix's DVD service; our internet connection is too dodgy for streaming), and it's held my attention. Season 2 has more lulls in it than Season 1, but it's still awesome. Watch for John de Lancie (Q on ST:NG, but also a political consultant in the first season of West Wing) in a small but significant role in Season 2!
It's amazing how often Bryan Cranston pops up in character roles: Drive, Red Tails, John Carter....
Curious. I want to see the latter two, not the first.
John Carter is decent for what it is; it's not terribly faithful to ERB, as I remember the Barsoom books (which I read in high school), but in all fairness, ERB wasn't terribly faithful to his own milieu either, and only the first seven books are truly good (though there are some pleasures to be had in the 8th and 9th -- Swords of Mars and Synthetic Men of Mars), so that should prevent most of the fanboys from howling too obstreperously.
It probably is worth seeing in IMAX 3D, if you can swing it. The green men didn't look as brutish as they should've (except for a few real bounders); David Schwimmer has a 50-second vocal cameo as a Thark bookie, believe it or nuts, which should give you an idea of how far off of the Michael Whelan or Kevin O'Neill (in the 2nd vol. of League of Extraordinary Gentlemen) renditions they are. There weren't enough Barsoomian critters for my taste, although I don't remember how many were in the first book in any case. (Only one calot? No ox-sized Barsoomian hornet? Only two white apes? Wotta rip-off!) There's no mention of the red men being oviparous, which, IIRC, is mentioned in A Princess of Mars, given that Carter is married to Dejah Thoris for nine years before he gets zapped back to Jasoom, or Earth. (ERB seems to have had a real thing against human reproduction and for royalty in general, the latter of which trait sunk the ending of the 7th book, A Fighting Man of Mars, IMHO.) Dejah Thoris got an upgrade from being mostly decorative to being both a scientist and a warrior woman (the latter trait à la Robert E. Howard's Bêlit or Red Sonja). And Carter isn't a swordsman at all, despite his having been a Union cavalryman; worse, Carter has no fighting technique at all when we first meet him, relying solely on his stamina and speed to overwhelm (or at least, try to...) his opponents.
If you don't like crime movies in general, Drive wouldn't be your cuppa; it wasn't as good as the director's Pusher trilogy (the best of which were the 2nd & 3rd movies: Pusher II: With Blood on My Hands and Pusher 3: I'm the Angel of Death, both of which are notable for some brilliant black humor that wouldn't have been out of place in a Sopranos episode; Pusher II also had an improbably touching and affecting ending), but it still had some trademark elements of his style, despite his mostly aping a Michael Mann picture for most of it.
Wow. Thanks for the thoughts. Intriguing.
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