Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Movie of the Week: Ocean's 13



I hate the Ocean's franchise for two reasons:
  1. Every time I watch these movies, I feel that my wardrobe if woefully inadequate and I become very vulnerable to buying expensive clothes I'll probably never find a reason to wear.
  2. I can watch an Ocean's movie ANY TIME THEY ARE TV and it is a drain on my life. Anytime TNT or HBO run Ocean's 11 or 12, I will watch it. It doesn't matter what point of the movie it is. If I am not already watching something in particular, I will watch Danny Ocean and crew.
Anyway, this movie was better than second but not as good as the first. It started slow when they were setting up the plan against Pacino's Willie Bank (probably as restrained as you'll see Pacino) but once they start executing, it becomes fun with a lot of throwbacks to the first two films.

Don Cheadle gets the shaft that Bernie Mac got in Ocean's 12 as the character with the least screen time. At least it spares us from one of the worst British accents in cinematic history.

Monday, June 11, 2007

Feist at Town Hall NYC

I wish I got a better picture

Goes without saying she was great. Such a beautiful voice. It was a fun show and Kristy and I had awesome seats (third row).

My favorite songs she did were "So Sorry", "I Feel It All", "Lover's Spit" (with Kevin Drew from Broken Social Scene on keys), "Sea Lion Woman" and "Let It Die".

The Sopranos Finale

Working hard to get my fill,
Everybody wants a thrill
Payin' anything to roll the dice,
Just one more time
Some will win, some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on
- "Don't Stop Beliving" by Journey
(The last song playing before the screen goes black)


Well played, Chase. Well played.

Sunday, June 10, 2007

Yeah, I Was In The Shit



So I finally playing Paintball yesterday. I don't think I can expect a call from Jack Bauer anytime soon.

First game, we played, I was the first man taken out. I got better though.

For some reason, there was a Filipino paintball team there "practicing" for a tournament. They did not look like a paintball team. They looked like a tactical unit. I keep scanning the paper or the internet for a report of an incredibly organized assault team attacking the White House.

Anyway, because there were so many of them, it was essentially the Filipino assassins vs. everybody else. Guess who won? Actually, we held our own more times than not but they eventually won. Later we found out they were cheating because their guns were too powerful (the max velocity for the field was 280fps and some of their guns clocked at 375fps once the issue was raised).

I only have one bruise and it's from our last game. I raised my arm to say I was out and as I was walking off the field, some little fucker shot me under the arm.

I always fucked up my left knee by trying to leap over some rocks to get to cover. It looked a lot shorter than it was. My right leg cleared. My left leg, not so much. Then I made it worse in the last game. I was trying to run for cover and I stumbled on some sand. To prevent myself from falling on my face, I went into a great front roll and landed upright. I wish someone had it on tape.

I spent the rest of the night with an ice pack on my knees.

Saturday, June 09, 2007

30 Days of Night Trailer