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Wednesday, March 11, 2009

BIOSHOCK 2: Behold the Big Sister!

This blog was already becoming non-stop Watchmen for the past several weeks. Now it's wall-to-wall BioShock 2: Sea of Dreams coverage that threatens to dominate for the next several months. I was working on some more serious stuff when a few e-mails came in screaming about the cover of GameInformer's April issue.

Take a gander at the Big Sister:

According to one report, the Big Sisters are "amazonian version(s) of the Big Daddy, wearing similar, though svelter, gear" and that they will be "faster and sleeker" than Big Daddies.

So if you're a fan of the BioShock mythos, you're probably wondering as much as I am right now: where do Big Sisters come from? We already know the story of the Big Daddies and the original Little Sisters. Nowhere in the original BioShock was it ever hinted that there might be a female version of the Big Daddy.

I wonder if there's a Big Momma somewhere in Rapture...

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

2K Games launches tantalizing teaser site for BIOSHOCK 2: SEA OF DREAMS

It is 1967. Seven years after Andrew Ryan's sub-Atlantic utopian metropolis of Rapture collapsed into ruin.

And in coastal communities across western Europe, little girls have begun to mysteriously disappear. The only clues connected to the vanishings being mysterious red lights glimpsed by eyewitnesses, and unusual boot prints on the beaches.

The people at 2K Games are certainly being subtle in giving us any idea about what's in store with BioShock 2: Sea of Dreams, the upcoming sequel to 2007's BioShock: considered by many to be the greatest video game of the modern era. A few days ago the teaser site SomethingInTheSea.com emerged from the depths. On it you can find numerous newspaper clippings and photographs related to the disappearances of the children. Among the most intriguing: a handmade doll that those who played BioShock will instantly recognize as being a plush version of the Big Daddy.

No release date has been announced, but there's no doubt that 2K won't have to ask us kindly to buy it when it comes out :-)

Monday, March 09, 2009

Review of WATCHMEN

More than two hundred.

That's the number of times that I've calculated I've read Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons’ Watchmen since 1990.

I was on the cusp of sixteen in January of that year when someone suggested Watchmen. Said it was "the greatest graphic novel ever." Amid the cultural hangover that was post-Burton Batman I took a chance, plunked down seventeen bucks for the Watchmen trade paperback and went home that cold and gray Sunday with my new book in tow. My appetite for comics as mature storytelling had been whetted the previous summer when I read Frank Miller's The Dark Knight Returns...

...but nothing could have possibly prepared me for Watchmen.

I read it after swim practice every afternoon that week. By Wednesday I was digging into it during free time in Spanish after I'd finished my assignments (along with Ender's Game, Watchmen was the best education I got in that class). Didn't bother me at all that I was coming across as the proverbial nerd reading comic books: Watchmen was legitimate literature of a higher form. Come Thursday night, when I reached the climax, my mind had officially become blown for the better.

I haven't been the same since Watchmen. It was the gateway drug that later got me into reading Neil Gaiman's The Sandman, Art Spiegelman's Maus and several years down the road Kingdom Come (another graphic novel that I have read more times than I care to count). Watchmen prepared my mind for the following year when I began devouring the works of Tolkien, Asimov, Herbert, Bradbury, Heinlein, Orwell, King... and many more. Some kids that age read anything and everything. I've no doubt that I would have been just as voracious without it... but had Watchmen not broken the soil, I don't know if the experience would have been as rich and rewarding.

And by the time I'd finished reading it, I had decided that Watchmen was the comic book that I most wanted to see turned into a movie.

That's probably inevitable with a story like Watchmen. Reading it, you can't help but imagine what Rorschach's voice must sound like, how the Owlship flies or the inherent challenge that would come with translating Jon's perspective of time for the big screen. To say nothing of the extremely dense and non-linear style of storytelling that Moore and Gibbons employed with Watchmen. This is, after all, a story that stretches from 1939 to 1985. And it's not even supposed to be our own world at all being depicted, but rather an "alternate history" where Nixon is still President, the United States won the Vietnam War and there really were costumed crimefighters who tried to make the world a better place and failed in that just as miserably as most of them did with their own lives.

To be succinct: I "get" Watchmen. I've probably scanned and analyzed this book more than most people have (probably not the healthiest thing to admit). And as much as I've wanted to see a Watchmen feature film, I've also been more than ready to not only understand but passionately argue about why Watchmen could never, ever work as a motion picture. Heck, this blog has been running for more than five years now, and since the very beginning I've been writing about how it's a waste of time trying to adapt Watchmen. How it had already chewed up and spit out filmmakers like Terry Gilliam, Paul Greengrass and Darren Aronofsky. And I even wrote in this space a few years ago that Zack Snyder was poised to be the latest who would inevitably throw his hands up in the air and give up.

But, here I am. Writing the movie review that for most of my life I had thought I would never be writing. About Watchmen.

And I now have to admit, that I was wrong.

Snyder and his crew pulled off what most said was impossible. The unfilmable book, has been filmed.

And what they have accomplished is nothing less than the finest cinematic adaptation of a graphic novel that I have ever seen, and one of the finest film adaptations of all time.

And I will go so far as to say that I believe Watchmen is the kind of movie that only comes about once every generation or so, that proves itself as far ahead of its time. Some are already comparing Watchmen to 1982's Blade Runner, and I don't think that's an inaccurate parallel at all. And just like Blade Runner, I also think that Watchmen will prove to be many other things that people will be debating about for decades still to come.

But let's talk about the movie itself...

Bright yellow cards show us this movie is coming from Warner Brothers, Paramount, Legendary Films and DC Comics, before pulling back and resolving as the smiley-face button on the bathrobe of 67-year old Edward Blake (Jeffrey Dean Morgan) – AKA the Comedian - relaxing at home one evening and watching Eleanor Clift and Pat Buchanan debating something called "Dr. Manhattan" on The McLaughlin Group. That's the last we see of Blake as a living component of Watchmen's main narrative, before an intruder breaks into his apartment and subjects him to one of the most brutal murders that has ever opened a film.

And then we get the title sequence that is already being hailed as a modern classic...






This was the biggest challenge that I've thought Watchmen had to surmount: how to introduce and then persuasively sell the concept of an alternative 1985. As Bob Dylan's "The Times They Are a-Changin" plays we see how this world deviated from our own... without a single spoken word of exposition. Indeed, Watchmen's opening musical montage is as effective a setup for the rest of the film as was the yellow scrolling text of the Star Wars movies. Maybe even more so. I mean, let's face it: convincing the audience that Ozymandias really did hang out with Mick Jagger and the Village People at Studio 54 is no mean trick.

(Apart from the story itself, that might be one of the most fun things about the Watchmen movie: catching all of the personas of pop culture from the decades leading up to 1985, from Andy Warhol to Annie Leibowitz. The unaware viewer might swear he's beholding the evil cinematic stepbrother of Forrest Gump, the well-known icons come so hard.)

From there the movie tracks with the graphic novel fairly well, without the book being a literal storyboard for the film. Director Zack Snyder deserves a lot of credit and recognition for breaking out of what could have easily become a pattern. Frank Miller's 300 translates superbly as a visual guide for a motion picture... but Watchmen does not and Snyder didn't pretend that it could. The result is, I believe, a great model that future filmmakers should study for how to adapt prior work to the film medium. Yes, Snyder made some compromises to the book. But he also improved on quite a few things too (more on that later).

Visually and cinematically, Watchmen isn't setting any precedent. But as an ensemble story driven by its very flawed and very real characters, Watchmen is in entirely new territory for graphic novels-turned-film. Three characters stand out in my mind as most exemplifying this: the Comedian, Dr. Manhattan, and Rorschach. Of the three, Jeffrey Dean Morgan may have had the most difficult role. We see the Comedian "alive" only before the credits, and from then on he's a memory recollected in flashback by the various characters. He doesn't get the chance to let us see him change and grow along with the rest of the characters. And yet, as the murdered MacGuffin, Morgan's Comedian is the catalyst that forces those he left behind to face their own inadequacies and foibles as much as they must now consider that there is a "mask killer" gunning for them.

Then there is Billy Crudup's portrayal of Jon Osterman, known and feared throughout the world as Dr. Manhattan. I thought Crudup perfectly conveyed the character from the graphic novel. Dr. Manhattan: the unwilling and reluctant god. A being whose near-limitless power and abilities have gradually divorced him from the human condition, to the point that he no longer understands the concepts of life and love as mortals do. There has never been a depiction of a super-powered being in cinema before quite like this: one that compels the viewer to contemplate the consequences that unrestrained power has on the soul.

And then there is Rorschach. I'm not going to say that Jackie Earle Haley plays Rorschach. That's not right at all. Jackie Earle Haley is Rorschach. So help me, that is everything that I have ever imagined Rorschach to be. Haley absolutely nails it. He has Rorschach's paranoia, his hatred of evil and corruption, his walk, his moves... and yes, his voice. If there's any fairness in this world, Haley will be up for an Oscar for Best Supporting Actor next year for his work here. Those are supposed to be awards for depiction of character. Well, Jackie Earle Haley has submerged himself into Rorschach and then come back for more. The man paid his dues during all those years between child actor and now Watchmen. I hope we see him in many more roles to come.

But that's not to say that the other portrayals are any less stellar in Watchmen. I thought that Patrick Wilson was spot-on as Dan Dreiberg, the second Nite Owl. In fact... call me crazy, but I think that if a full-length feature of The Dark Knight Returns were ever produced, Wilson would be the obvious choice to play the older Bruce Wayne. In Watchmen he brings that same sense to bear on Dreiberg: a pitiful man sitting amid the dust of his costumes and his wonderful toys, impotent in body and soul until he finally lets the thing at the core of his being break free. Malin Akerman was terrific as Laurie, but I think she will be even more appreciated when the director's cut of Watchmen comes out, because I couldn't help but get the sense that there was a lot of material with her that was left out of the theatrical release. Maybe that's just 'cuz I’ve read the book so many times though. The same with Matthew Goode as Adrian/Ozymandias. There's a ton of background about him that was only barely touched on (mostly during his scene with Lee Iacocca). Here's hoping that we'll eventually get to see him prattling on about his epic quest to emulate Alexander and the pharoahs.

Watchmen boasts one of the most colorful soundtracks of a movie in recent years. Dan and Laurie finally make love and light up the sky to "Hallelujah" by Leonard Cohen, and later in the film Rorschach and Nite Owl assault Antarctica while Jimi Hendrix sings "All Along the Watchtower". Fans of the book will spot quite a few tracks that were mentioned one way or another in the graphic novel: even more evidence that great care was taken in adapting Watchmen. Tyler Bates' score is exceptionally retro: Zack Snyder asked him to make the orchestral compositions for Watchmen hearken back to the musical style of the Eighties, and that Bates has done. Some of his work in Watchmen sounds like vintage Vangelis (again, comparisons to Blade Runner crop up). But by far the most memorable selection of music in Watchmen is "Pruit Igoe & Prophecies" by the Phillip Glass Ensemble, used during a particularly haunting sequence when Jon is on Mars and simultaneously experiencing his own past and present.

Okay, let's talk about the ending.

More to the point, how Snyder and gang removed "the squid" and used something else as part of the plan...

I have no problem whatsoever with that change at all. And the more I think about it, the more I like it. And I have to wonder that if he were given the chance, would Alan Moore go back and change Watchmen the book, because what is depicted in the movie makes absolutely perfect sense.

Ponder it for just a moment: Adrian is the world's smartest man. Seriously. His is that "non-lateral thinking" that his idol Alexander demonstrated. Now, Adrian has a plan to con the nations of Earth to no longer try to kill each other. Why was the Cold War in Watchmen more precarious than it ever was in our own real world? Because of Dr. Manhattan. Because Jon's presence drove the Soviets to produce far more nukes than they ever did in our real history. And it was only a matter of time before the missiles on both sides went flying and wiped out everyone in mutually assured destruction.

So it's not the "fake alien invasion" of the book. Now that I've seen it, I think the movie did it better. It makes more sense. Adrian not only pulled off his "practical joke", but in the same master stroke he eliminated the one reason why the planet was most poised to destroy itself to begin with. And he still gets to create his boogieman to forever frighten the nations of the world into peaceful cooperation with.

Yeah, I've read Watchmen enough that I should know it all by heart. This is one of my all-time favorite books ever. And I'm not going to let this change to the story affect my opinion that Zack Snyder just did what nobody else had been able to do in twenty years of trying. There are two ways of adapting a book: absolutely literally with no deviation at all, or carefully simmering it down until you have the purest essence of the story and its message, and doing your best to convey that to your audience.

That, Zack Snyder and his bunch has done. And the ending is the same. It still winds up in the office of The New Frontiersman, with Seymour wearing his shirt, poised to read Rorschach's journal...

Now, if that's not Watchmen, I don't know what is.

For two and a half hours, the theatrical release of Watchmen does an admirable job of adapting the book. But all the same, I want more. And I'm really looking forward to that three hours-plus director's version that is said to be coming to DVD later this summer (and another a few months later that implements the Tales of the Black Freighter pirate comic story) which is rumored to include a considerable amount of material that had to be cut for this release.

Heck, I bet that if the director's cut was ever given a theatrical run, it would certainly do well. The world of Watchmen is deep and realized and colored from a large palette with big broad brushes. Exactly the kind of cinematic getaway that made people throng to see The Lord of the Rings and the Star Wars saga.

I don't know what else to say, other than I saw Watchmen the movie. It took almost twenty years of waiting, but I finally got to see it.

And I thought it was terrific!

Church sign that I thought was pretty funny

Gorge on barbecue and then eat healthy! Yeah!!! :-P

(No offense meant to the good folks at Gethsemane United Methodist, 'cuz I've heard nothing but fine things about their congregation. I just thought this was a pretty neat juxtaposition :-)

Saturday, March 07, 2009

Saturday morning cartoons-style WATCHMEN

Still working on my review of the Watchmen movie. Didn't get to see it a second time yesterday afternoon, but will later today. 'Til then, check out this hilarious send-up of Watchmen as a Saturday morning cartoon, with just about every horrible cliche of the genre!

Friday, March 06, 2009

The third trailer for STAR TREK

We saw this trailer last night before the midnight premiere of Watchmen. And it dropped jaws all over the theater.

This will be the very first Star Trek movie that I will be compelled to catch on opening day, it looks that amazing.

Click here to watch the third trailer for J.J. Abrams' Star Trek.

Six words that I had thought I would never write...

I have seen the Watchmen movie.

Six more words that I thought I would never write...

The unfilmable book has been filmed.

Want six more?

One of the greatest adaptations ever.

This has been an unbelievably awesome night. I'm just now getting in from it all. Going to crash, and then some business during the first half of the day and hopefully after that, I'm going to get to catch Watchmen again. And then, I'll set to work on the movie review that I had also once thought I would never, ever be writing.

But for now: it's very, very good.

(And I even totally dig that particular alteration to the ending.)

More later...

Thursday, March 05, 2009

Off to see WATCHMEN!

Midnight premiere, bay-bee!!!

And here's a sneak peak at what me and some friends have in store for how we're going to celebrate the occasion...

I'll post the full inventory of signs when I get back :-)

Twelve hours from now...

...I will be in a movie theater, beholding the film adaptation of Watchmen.

This is a day that I have literally been waiting for, ever since early 1990 when I first read the book. More than that if you count that the first time I heard about Watchmen at all was in summer of 1988 and the very first whispers of adapting it into a movie.

I've been writing about the attempts to turn Watchmen into a full-length feature from the very beginning of this blog. Most of the time, it's been to share my belief that this is a book that has been and will remain impossible to film.

But all the same, here we are: on the eve of the release of Watchmen in cinemas.

I'm heading out early this evening to join some friends who have likewise been waiting a long time for this movie. Will report back later with my initial reaction.

Cover for STAR WARS: DARTH BANE: DYNASTY OF EVIL

Drew Karpyshyn's Darth Bane novels have been a surprise runaway success for the Star Wars franchise. I loved the first book Darth Bane: Path of Destruction (read my review here) and I thought that Darth Bane: Rule of Two was a considerably good follow-up, particularly when you bear in mind that Karpyshyn was operating under a much tighter deadline than usual.

This December will come his third novel in the series. Darth Bane: Dynasty of Evil is set to continue the chronicles of the man who re-established the Sith Order and instigated the Rule of Two that carried on down to the days of Darth Sidious and Darth Vader. StarWars.com just released the cover of the book, featuring Bane and his apprentice Darth Zannah.

Would-be illegal immigrant ratted-out by "good luck" card

My filmmaking partner "Weird" Ed Woody found this story and passed it along here...
Hasta la vista, baby

Wed Mar 4, 1:20 pm ET

LONDON (Reuters) – A Mexican national who told airport immigration he was visiting Britain to see a friend was swiftly deported after a search unearthed a good-luck card in his luggage wishing him well for his "new life in the UK."

UK Border Agency officers at Manchester Airport routinely stopped the 40-year-old chef after he arrived on a flight from Los Angeles last Friday.

The man told them he was on a short trip to see a friend who was opening a restaurant in the area.

"However, a search of the passenger's baggage revealed a huge collection of Mexican food recipes and a good-luck card from his church wishing him well for his 'new life in the UK,'" the agency said in a statement.

The man later admitted he had intended to work at the restaurant illegally and had planned to bring his family over from America if he liked it.

He was deported the next day.

"We will not tolerate people coming here to work illegally," the agency said. "People wanting to visit the UK must play by the rules. Those who do not are sent back."

Why can't the United States be this determined to stop the problem with illegal immigration that it has?

Wednesday, March 04, 2009

Yah here's my thoughts on tonight's LOST: "LaFleur"

So with four full seasons of dangling threads from mythology still left unaddressed, tonight's new episode of Lost introduces entirely new mythology... and along with the previous two episodes completely reinvents the series. With a season and a half still left.

Now that takes brass ones.

Of all the episodes this season thus far, "LaFleur" was the one that I thought has come the most wild out of left field. Maybe even ranking up there with "Flashes Before Your Eyes" and "The Constant" as among the most unorthodox of Lost episodes. But oh so spot-on for this most exceptional of television series.

This was one of the best Sawyer-centric episodes yet. Seeing him in tonight's show, and then looking back on what kind of man Sawyer was in Season 1, there's a great sense of appreciation of how much he has grown and matured: from the vindictive con man, to a real nurturer and protector. But he hasn't forgotten how to pull a fast one when he has to. For some reason I thought Sawyer's best scene was when he was laying the smack down on Richard Alpert: it was like "I know who you are so don't mess with me."

Lots of good new DHARMA Initiative stuff ('specially good to see Horace again) and intriguing hints about the Hostiles. And hey, we finally got to see the rest of the Four-Toed Statue, if only for about three seconds. Granted it was only the back of it but hey, at least we know there really was more to it, aye?

The reunion at the end: we saw that coming, but it made it no less powerful. And so television's most-discussed love triangle has become... a quadrangle. Should be fun to see where this goes.

Not as tense or hurried as last week's "The Life and Death of Jeremy Bentham", but I thought "LaFleur" held its own very well. No new Lost next week, but we'll do this again on the 18th! :-)

FDIC may become insolvent (Uh-oh....)

"Gloom, despair, and agony on me.
Deep dark depression, excessive misery."

The Federal Deposit Insurance Corporation - the government agency which makes sure that the money you keep in the bank will still be there if the firm goes bust - is running out of money for its fund and risks insolvency, FDIC Chairman Sheila Bair has told bank CEOs. A lot of banks have gone under in the past several months and its depleted the FDIC's coffers.

The FDIC is now looking to shore up the fund with new banking fees, and is projected to raise $27 billion.

Will that be enough at all to keep scenes from yesteryear like the one depicted above from happening again?

In my opinion: not likely.

Nuke your hometown (or any town for that matter)

The brilliant minds at Carlos Labs have put together this neat app using Google Maps and Javascript. Ever wonder what would happen if a nuclear weapon went off in the heart of your hometown? Just enter the address (city name or ZIP/postal code works fine) into Ground Zero. Then select the explosive yield: anything from the Little Boy that was dropped on Hiroshima, to the Tsar Bomba hydrogen bomb (the most powerful detonation in recorded history). Or if you're feeling particularly genocidal, select an asteroid impact. Ground Zero calculates the thermal damage and projects it outward from your given hypocenter...

So according to this gimmick, if a device on the scale of Tsar Bomba were to go off in the middle of downtown Reidsville, North Carolina, it would not only destroy all of Rockingham County, but it would also effectively sterilize an area stretching from Martinsville across the line in Virginia, to the outskirts of Thomasville south of Greensboro, and from Winston-Salem to the west and across I-40 to Mebane (yup, you're gone too Burlington).

Just... wow.

If you are going to see WATCHMEN at midnight tomorrow night...

...and you live in the Greensboro/High Point, North Carolina area, shoot me an e-mail at theknightshift@gmail.com.

A few people have already committed to what promises to be a very fun stunt to celebrate the release of this movie.

Don't worry: it's not going to be anything illegal. I don't think it should be anyway...

Tuesday, March 03, 2009

Woman calls 911 three times about Chicken McNuggets

"This is an emergency, my McNuggets are an emergency." That was the rationale proffered by one Latreasa L. Goodman, 27, of Fort Pierce, Florida. Last week Goodman went into a McDonald's restaurant and ordered a 10-piece Chicken McNuggets. She paid the money but was then told that the location was out of McNuggets. The staff offered her a McDouble but she didn't want that.

So Goodman called 911 and reported the "emergency". And not once, but three times. She's now due in court on a charge of misusing the 911 service.

If Goodman caused this much trouble over McNuggets, then thank Heaven she didn't go nuts after being told the McRib had gone away again.

Three years of study yields secrets of belly button lint

Georg Steinhauser, an Austrian chemist, has devoted three years to examining 503 different "specimens". For his efforts, Steinhauser gets to boast of uncovering the mystery of why our navels produce belly button lint. One of his discoveries is that of a new kind of body hair that traps stray pieces of lint and then draws them "inward". And once there, Steinhauser learned, the excess particles of cotton wind up enveloped and embedded with dead skin, fat, sweat, and dust.

A biology teacher once told us that "scientists will study anything". After reading this story, I don't doubt it :-)

Bankrupt of principles, Republicans now turning on each other

What is going on in recent days with the Republican Party and its adherents who still proclaim to be "conservative" reminds me terribly of the events of John Carpenter's The Thing. The men of Antarctic base Outpost 31 in that movie grow increasingly paranoid, even violent toward each other. As Wilford Brimley's character tells MacReady (Kurt Russell) at one point: "I don't know who to trust."

I don't think the Republicans have been infiltrated by aliens just yet (as happens in another John Carpenter movie, They Live) but ever since this past weekend's annual Conservative Political Action Conference you would think that the party is divvying up and preparing to go at it with flamethrowers and fire axes. But I think that the "mainstream press" (now more worthless than ever) is missing the real story here. This power struggle among so-called "conservatives" is only happening because the Republicans are so utterly void of foundational principles, that it now stands revealed - and just as much as the Democrats - as being only concerned with the acquisition and maintaining of political power. For all the cooing of how "wonderful" Rush Limbaugh's speech was about getting Republicans back in control of the White House and Congress, nobody among these people are daring to ask themselves "Do we deserve to be in power?"

I propose that the Republicans/conservatives' failure to address this with the humility it deserves, cries out that they don't deserve any more power. They had eight years to do as they pleased, and they did absolutely nothing substantive with it. Why should we trust them with more opportunity and authority? How can we respect them when the only thing they accomplished the last time was radically increasing the size of government and wasting a countless amount of our money?

The sooner we accept this truth, the sooner this country can begin on the road to real recovery: neither of the two major political parties has America's best interest at heart. There is no faith to be had whatsoever in either the Democrats or the Republicans. Together, these two "factions" are driving this nation full-bore toward the cliff. I can't see how arguing about who's at the steering wheel is going to make any real difference.

Monday, March 02, 2009

Theatre Guild of Rockingham County unleashing MONSTER IN THE CLOSET this weekend!

This coming weekend the Theatre Guild of Rockingham County's Childrens Theater will be presenting Monster in the Closet at Rockingham Community College's Advanced Technologies Building Auditorium.

Directed by Tony Hummel, Monster in the Closet is the age-old story of that most primal of human fears: that deep within our closet there lurks some twisted fiend. Pity poor Emily then: it is not her imagination that there really is a monster abiding in the darkness, and her best friend saw it too. But beastie Murray has his own problems: he doesn't want to scare the kids. This lovable slacker merely longs to play Emily's new video game... no matter what his boss says.

Monster in the Closet plays this Friday, March 6th at 7:30 p.m., then on Saturday, March 7th at 10:30 a.m. and 7:30 pm., and a final performance on Sunday, March 8th at 2:30 p.m. Visit the Theatre Guild of Rockingham County's website for more information. I have heard from many people that this is going to be a very funny show, so come see it y'all can! :-)

Winter in the country

Behold the snow-blasted landscape that was left behind by the March 1-2 2009 winter storm across the south and eastern United States, in rural Rockingham County, North Carolina...

Snow, at last

People here are waking up to about 3-5 inches of the white stuff all over. Temperature currently is 25 Fahrenheit.

So now all of those kids across this part of North Carolina who had been growing up only hearing about the mythical substance known as "snow", can get to experience it firsthand :-)

Sunday, March 01, 2009

Finished my first WARHAMMER 40,000 army

A few days ago I wrote about how I'd gotten into the Warhammer 40,000 miniature wargame hobby, and had my first batch of troopers ready for action. Today, since the alleged threat of severe winter weather has supposedly been good enough reason to stay inside, I finished the rest of the Space Marines that come with the Warhammer 40,000: Assault on Black Reach intro set. Last night I spent about 4 hours detailing the Space Marine Captain. This morning I set to work on the Dreadnought, which was a lot of fun to play around with!

Anyhoo, here it is: my very first completed playable army for Warhammer 40,000. Behold the brave men of the Ultramarines chapter...

At the top left: 4 Space Marines in Terminator armor. At the top right are 9 Space Marines in standard armor. Between them is an Ultramarine Dreadnought (a crippled Space Marine throw into a "mini AT-AT"). At bottom left is the Terminator Sergeant, while a Space Marine Veteran Sergeant is at the bottom right and between them bearing the Ultramarines banner is the Space Marine Commander.

So, how'd they turn out? I'm taking 'em into battle for the first time this coming week! :-)

"WEIRD AL" YANKOVIC IN 3-D released 25 years ago

Twenty-five years ago today "Weird Al" Yankovic In 3-D was released... and neither music or pop culture in general was ever the same again.

True, this was the second album that "Weird Al" Yankovic came out with (following his self-titled debut record). But In 3-D was the one that blasted his career into high orbit and he hasn't come down yet. The first song of the album, "Eat It", was a culinary parody of Michael Jackson's "Beat It". The song itself is a mirthful marvel in its own right, but the "Eat It" music video is what grabbed everyone's attention: in 1984 and the height of the MTV revolution, nobody had seen a music video packed with so much humor! "Eat It" wound up winning a 1984 Grammy, for Best Comedy Performance Single or Album, Spoken or Musical. It would be just the first of many for Yankovic.

So to "Weird Al" and his band: congratulations on In 3-D reaching the quarter century milestone! :-)

J.J. Abrams hints at CLOVERFIELD sequel

Cloverfield was one of my very favorite movies from last year. I thought it accomplished just what J.J. Abrams set out to do: give America a leviathan film monster all its very own (read my original review here). It did extremely well at the box office and in DVD/Blu-ray sales, so obviously people are wondering: might we see a second installment of the story?

During the Star Trek panel at WonderCon, Abrams spoke in considerably strong terms that a Cloverfield sequel is indeed in the works...

"We're actually working on an idea right now," Abrams told the packed crowd. "The key obviously at doing any kind of sequel, certainly this film included, is that it better not be a business decision. If you're going to do something, it should be because you're really inspired to do it. It doesn't really have to mean anything, doesn't mean it will work, but it means we did it because we cared, not because we thought we could get the bucks. We have an idea that we thought was pretty cool that we're playing with, which means there will be something that's connected to Cloverfield, but I hope it happens sooner than later because the idea is pretty sweet."
The novelty of Cloverfield is such that the ideas for stories set during the same attack are virtually limitless. I'd love to see at least two or three more Cloverfield movies. And a good video game that lets the player experience the horror of that "terrible thing" as it destroys New York City.

Saturday, February 28, 2009

Paul Harvey has passed away

You want to know one of the biggest reasons why this blog exists?

It's because for the longest time, I dreamed of being like Paul Harvey.

I first discovered Harvey as a kid in elementary school. Dad always had one of the local AM radio stations playing on his truck as he drove my sister and I to school, and the timing of the commute every morning happened to coincide with Harvey's fifteen minutes of news. And then later on I started listening to his "The Rest of the Story..." broadcasts.

That's what first turned me on to realizing the "other side" of the people and incidents that I read about in the history books. That more often than not there was something else that for whatever reason never got widely chronicled, but always made you appreciate that much more the person or situation.

Well, when blogging came about, picking up on the more weird or odd news of the day, and sharing the more unusual tales from times past, became something that I relished doing here. And there was never a time that I've done that, that I didn't think of Paul Harvey. That I could hear that distinctive "Paul Harvey... good day!" sign-off that he always used.

Today, Paul Harvey, radio legend and communicator extraordinaire, signed off for the last time... and passed away at the age of 90 at his winter home in Phoenix, Arizona.

I am compelled to speak of him as Thomas Jefferson once said of Benjamin Franklin: "No one can replace him." He was... and will ever remain... a true American original.

Meditation on baptism

"Baptism in Kansas", John Steuart Curry, 1928

It was ten years ago today that I was baptized. It happened at First Baptist Church of Elon, the church that sponsored our college's Baptist Student Union. I put on a big white nightshirt and my friend Arnold Gosnell, one of the associate ministers, dunked me down in the bathtub at the front of the church. Later that night I came down with something like the flu and a high fever and leaving the church still damp into late February cold air was admittedly not something conducive to my health...

...But you know what? I couldn't have cared less how sick I might have gotten. That I had finally been baptized, after very many years of struggling to have faith in God, was one of the supreme triumphs of my personal life. Just as Martin Luther was known to often remind himself that "Baptisatus sum" ("I have been baptized"), so too have I looked back on my own baptism as a reminder, however dark the road of life has become, that I have placed my hope in Christ. And that He will never fail me in spite of how often I still do fail Him.

I haven't written very much on this blog about how I came to be a follower of Christ. The reasons for it are myriad: for one thing, the entire story is enormously long, and would doubtless be the largest essay that I'd ever post to this site (and this is one writer who has been accused too much already of being a "wordy wordy monkey"). For another, it goes into territory that I've never been completely comfortable with exploring in any public venue.

If you want the Cliff's Notes abbreviated account: for the better part of ten years I had found it first impossible to believe in God. And then suddenly impossible not to believe in God… but also found it incomprehensible that He would still want anything to do with me. And then I started finding myself around people who did have Christ and were joyfully living for Him, and I began wanting to have that same kind of joy as well... but I didn't think that I deserved it.

So I spent a long time "outside looking in", always hovering around the edges. Gazing longingly at those who had something that was more precious than they might have even realized. Because you can't know how wonderful something like that is until you've spent some time being without it, like I had.

But when I started attending Elon, well... God began letting things happen, I like to think. Starting with how I literally stumbled into the Baptist Student Union my first week there. And then hooking up with the terrific Christian guy who became my roommate in our first apartment. And then, finding the InterVarsity Christian Fellowship and a congregation of followers of Christ that had a worship service on campus every Sunday morning. And then there was the InterVarsity retreat on the North Carolina coast that to this day, still burns bright in my memory...

A month after that, I at last came to a place where I not only became reconciled to God, but I could at last also start letting loose the things in my life that had held me down. And I've been following Him ever since. Not perfectly, mind ya. And I'll be the first to admit that my walk with God has fallen and faltered more times than I can count. But the amazing thing about God is that He is merciful. And just as the apostle Paul discovered, His grace is sufficient.

A little over two years later after that, I told Arnold and Debbie, our Baptist Student Union advisers, that I wanted to be baptized before I graduated. So we had the ceremony on the last Sunday of February, 1999. All of my friends from Baptist Student Union and InterVarsity Christian Fellowship came to the church that day to witness me taking this step in identifying with Christ. And that's why I did want to do this. It wasn't to "join a church" or to "wash away my sins". Accepting Christ into my life had already done that. I had been a redeemed follower of Him for a little more than two years. A "saint" as the pastor of the congregation that had been meeting on campus was fond of reminding us. Albeit one who was already undergoing extreme sanctification.

So why did I want to be baptized?

I don't believe that baptism is required at all for salvation. Scripture reminds us repeatedly that we cannot boast of anything that we do. That would be adding a work of our own, to the finished work of Christ on the cross. And nowhere in scripture do we find it anywhere that baptism is an absolute must in order to be saved. We are simply told to believe on Christ, and to have faith in Him.

If that seems too easy for some people well guess what: it is that easy. Christ came to tear down the burden of legalism and slavish devotion to rules unto themselves. We are now living under grace, not law. And there is no way that striving to stick to "the law" will add more of His grace to us.

But I do believe that a person who is sincerely seeking after Christ for His sake, will desire to be baptized. In 1st Peter chapter 3, Peter tells us that baptism is "the pledge of a good conscience toward God". The pledge by itself is meaningless without the desire to live up to it by the person making the pledge. But for the person who does want to make such a pledge, baptism is an enormously wonderful and powerful tangible reminder that we have died unto the old being and that we now reside in this world as His ambassadors.

I hate to say this, but modern Christianity has all too often made baptism something that it's not meant to be. It has become an initiation rite into not just the body of Christ, but into a particular sect of that body... which in turn, is not really baptism into Christ at all. We are taught in the Bible to lean not on our own understanding. So it is that such "baptism" has in many places become more a promise to accept and adhere to the limited reasoning of carnal "wisdom".

So my baptism, while taking place in a Baptist church, wasn't something I did to become a "Baptist". As from the very beginning, I have chosen to call myself simply a "follower of Christ". Which is not meant to be disparagement on those who are Baptists: I readily understand their perspective as fellow servants of God. And I have never met a Baptist who has claimed to be saved by merit of what kind of church he or she worships at either. Just as I've never met a Methodist or Presbyterian or anyone else who stakes their salvation on what the name on the church sign outside says. But I do believe that baptism for simply its own sake, is the most sincere baptism there can possibly be. And in those terms, it is... I believe anyway... one of the most powerful commitments that anyone can make in this life.

On a similar note: baptism has become too much the jurisdiction of an "elite class of Christian" to administer. Please don't take that to mean that I hold any ill regard to those who have followed the calling of God to be pastors, elders and other kinds of ministry who normally perform baptisms. But nowhere in scripture are we told that it is only to be a "higher elect" that can baptize. In truth, any Christian can baptize a new follower of Christ. And I have believed for many years that it is time that we begin encouraging all of the body of Christ to practice our responsibilities as His priests. I once witnessed a sixteen-year old baptize his younger brother in a swimming pool. It was one of the most moving scenes that I ever had the honor of witnessing.

Have we ever seen the spigot turned on full blast for followers of Christ to practice not just baptism, but the love of Christ and love toward others? I can't say that we have...

...but maybe it's time that we did. That we should break baptism out of the church buildings and, like Philip and the eunuch from Ethiopia, let it be anywhere that there is clean water.

And consequently, that we should break the love of Christ out of the buildings... and pour it out wherever God had put us.

More classic SESAME STREET: Ernie's Thunderstorm

I really need to post more vintage Sesame Street clips, especially the older Bert and Ernie skits. In this one, Ernie confronts his fear of thunderstorms... with hilarious consequences! By the way, this one mentions Olivia and David, who haven't been on the show since the 1980s, so that makes this sketch a clear product of its time...

Friday, February 27, 2009

Warner Bros. made Zack Snyder cut out smoking in WATCHMEN

Alan Horn, head of the movie studio at Warner Brothers, demanded that the smoking be cut out of the film adaptation of Watchmen to such an extent that Laurie won't be enjoying that weird but neat-looking pipe of hers. According to director Zack Snyder, it was either remove the smoking or "the movie wouldn't have been made, literally." Although the Comedian will still be puffing his cigars because he was deemed "evil" enough.

So let me get this straight: Watchmen is a story that includes a hero who is racist and anti-black (Captain Metropolis), another who speaks favorably of Hitler (Hooded Justice), features a brutal rape scene, shows a little girl murdered then cut to pieces and fed to dogs, has a main character who is struggling with sexual dysfunction, and maybe a dozen other very bad images and concepts...

...and yet showing a grown woman smoking is supposed to be worse than all of these things?

I can't figure that one out at all. Especially since Laurie's smoking, I thought so anyway, is foreshadowing for a certain big reveal about her character later on in the book (and presumably the movie).

This kind of "political correctness" all too often goes way too far. Studio execs like Horn really should take a more hands-off approach with stuff like this, and trust the directors and producers and script writers with how they want to bring their vision to life. I'm not saying forgo all accountability, but this situation really is micro-management to the extreme.

TSA forcing costumed mule drivers to submit to background checks

Ya see, this is why I've come to say that TSA stands for "Too Stupid for Arby's"...

The Transportation Security Administration is enforcing federal law that requires background checks on those involved with the transportation industry to such an extent that mule skinners - AKA costumed, seasonal mule drivers at a historic park in Easton, Pennsylvania - must also submit to the same rigorous scrutiny.

Sara B. Hays of Hugh Moore Historical Park is boggled by TSA's mandate. As she puts it: "We have one boat. It's pulled by two mules. On a good day they might go 2 miles per hour." The article also states that the "park's two-mile canal does not pass any military bases, nuclear power plants or other sensitive facilities. And, park officials say, the mules could be considered weapons of mass destruction only if they were aimed at something." Hays tried to get a waiver from the Transportation Security Administration. It responded to her request by "noting the Maritime Transportation Security Act of 2002 applies to all mariners holding U.S. Coast Guard-issued credentials."

I hate that things in this country have devolved to the point that I have to state such an obvious truth, but: any government that thinks two ornery mules are a threat to national security, is a government that has clearly gone out of control and gotten too big for its britches.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Tapped-out Hollywood

They are remaking Total Recall.

And they are remaking The NeverEnding Story, too.

And as if that were not enough, they are also remaking Arthur.

I can kinda see how a re-do of Arthur (a movie that I haven't seen in ages) might work. But Total Recall and The NeverEnding Story? I have Total Recall on DVD: nineteen years after it first came out and it still holds its own against just about anything contemporary.

But regardless, I guess we are going to "Ged yor ahss to Mahs" all over again.

Regarding that individual who asked for my help on live television

This is all I intend to say about this...

It's not my policy to render assistance to anyone who is not only a heartless liar, but has also without any evidence whatsoever accused a church of engaging in child pornography.

And I do not believe that this man was sincere at all in asking for my "help" to begin with. It was no doubt some silly stunt. The purpose of which likely only making sense within the confines of his own gray matter.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

So here's what I thought of tonight's LOST, "The Life and Death of Jeremy Bentham"...

HOLY #@$&!!!!!!!!

Quite. Possibly. Best. Lost. Episode. Ever.

"The Life and Death of Jeremy Bentham" is how brilliant television rewards the loyalty of its viewers. Future showrunners, take note!

That one hour of television, by direct implication or indirect inference, touched on nearly every bit of mythology of the past four-some seasons. And then it kept pouring on more.

WHY DID BEN DO IT?!? Everything was hunky-dory, until the moment that Locke mentioned Jin being still alive. That was... DANG!

Did anyone else catch that the Ajira plane landed on what looked like a prepared runway... perhaps the "quarry" that Kate and Sawyer were made to work on in Season 3? I caught that immediately.

"There's a war coming, John." At this late in the game, it's still not clear who are the good guys and who are the bad. Or is this just some private tiff between Benjamin Linus and Charles Widmore, with the entire world caught in the middle?

Let me be the first to say: "WAAAAAAAAALT!!!"

(Sorry, couldn't resist :-P )

Okay. Must watch again. Best episode of the season by far. Darned better television than we possibly deserve.

Faith, hope, and love... New Hampshire style!

Whether by fate or fortune or free will, this blog - I like to think anyway - offers up something for everyone. In the past five years it's been an outlet for commentary, a chronicle of what it's like to run for office, a "cinema" of sorts for rolling out new movies, a quiet spot to meditate on God and His wondrous ways, a front line in the fight against evil in this world, a rallying stump for civil disobedience, a showcase of community theatre, and many other things. It has made national and even international headlines a time or two.

But you know what? None of those things thrill me nearly as much, as being able to share with you, Dear Readers, the all-too-rare and unique stories that make one stop and appreciate that in a world that has seemingly gone off the rails and full-tilt bonkers, there still exists a lot of good. And that is exactly what I'm having The Knight Shift celebrate today...

Through friends that it turns out we share, I recently found a new one in Kristel Reid Faris. She lives in New Hampshire and as of this month is the newly-minted wife of husband Keith! And Kristel and Keith had made arrangements for their wedding, but a fierce snowstorm, in addition to other things, caused them to have a smaller ceremony instead.

But really, it's much better if you read Kristel's account in her own words...

"Keith and I are both 33... and had both, on our own before ever meeting one another, submitted to the Lord's will last summer that we were single because that's what He wanted. Then... through a mutual friend... we met and a cosmic, supernatural, only-God-can-do-that kind of atttraction gripped us and we feel deeply in love.

"We had planned a big ceremony... complete with gowns and tuxedos and hors d'oeuvres, but that plan was interrupted when I became suddenly ill and nearly died of liver failure. It was an odd turn of events, but one that the Lord used, in His infinite wisdom, to reveal to my fiance Keith and me the true extent of our love for one another.. .and our complete and utter love for Him. Once I was released from the hospital, we sought out our pastor and pulled together the wedding. Our immediate families, as well as our friends in Portugal who were Skyped in, gathered in a friend's home and we committed our lives to one another."

And here is the video of Keith and Kristel Reid Faris getting married!

Kristel continues with more good news...

"I am also pleased to report that I am completely and fully healed...and all of my doctors (and there are nine of them) are in total shock at how fast I was healed. I should have been in the hospital for 2 - 6 weeks...but it was 7 days. And my liver should have taken 4 - 6 months to return to normal....but it was 4 weeks. :)

"Our gratitude to our loving, patient Father is something we offer to Him every day. We know that our meeting, instant love, survival through crisis, and marriage are all because of His strength, His mercy, His grace, and His love."

Keith and Kristel, that is an amazing story, and I am deeply honored to have been given permission to share it here so that others might find it, and be likewise encouraged by your faith and your love.

And congratulations! May God shine His blessings upon you now, and in all the years to come :-)

No Verbinski, no! Make BIOSHOCK instead! PLEASE!

The last time I heard any news about Gore Verbinski (who helmed the Pirates of the Caribbean movies for Disney), he was gearing up to direct the big-screen adaptation of the video game BioShock. And Universal was said to be wanting it to come out in the summer of 2010.

Apparently, plans have changed.

The Hollywood Reporter is breaking the word that Verbinski will be working for Universal all right... but on a feature film version of the board game Clue.

I wish to heck that I were making this up.

Look, here's the thing: Clue has already been done! It was a movie that came out in December 1985 starring Tim Curry, Christopher Lloyd, Madeline Kahn and Martin Mull (among others). And it was a good movie, as its now-cult status has proven. If you've never had the pleasure, I would definitely recommend getting it via NetFlix or whatever. The gimmick of Clue the movie is that they filmed three different endings, so depending on which theater (or which screen at that theater, as some carried more than one version) you went to see it at, there was possibly a whole different outcome of the story. It was a brilliant take on the rules of the classic game.

Trust me: this is one movie that doesn't need to be remade. It is well enough on its own, still today. But Hollywood now seems hellbent on exploiting board games as its next "money-making" genre, what with Ridley Scott directing Monopoly, Michael Bay producting Ouija Board and Ethan Cohen writing the script for Candyland (?!?!?).

Gore Verbinski, if you ever read this: I'm begging you good sir, please... don't do this. There's nothing wrong with BioShock. That's a movie you were born to direct. Trust me: there's nothing but grief that can possibly come from another Clue. In the name of all that's good and holy, I urge you to reconsider.

"The Life and Death of Jeremy Bentham" to be told on tonight's LOST

"'We have to go back'? 'We have to go back'?! Who do you think you are?! You call me over and over again for two days straight, stoned on your pills! And then you show up here with an obituary for Jeremy Bentham?! Well he came to me, and I heard what he had to say. I knew he was crazy. But you... you believed him. Him! Of all people!"

"You know, when you came back, I was waiting for one of you to come see me, but nobody did. Do you know who did come see me? Jeremy Bentham. I don’t understand why you’re all lying."

"Bentham's dead."

"Why do you call him Bentham? His name..." "Don't say it!"

"About a month ago. Yeah, yeah he came to see her too. He told me, that after I left the Island, some very bad things happened. And he told me that it was my fault for leaving. And he said that I had to come back."

"Jack, I said 'all of you'. We're going to have to bring him too."

And so it was that this blog got slammed with hits last spring during the Season 4 finale "There's No Place Like Home, Part 2", 'cuz a year before I'd posted some research about the real Jeremy Bentham. Aye, 'tis something I wound up quite proud of as a Lost fan :-)

I've been looking forward to tonight's episode, "The Life and Death of Jeremy Bentham", for a waaaay long time. This is the mystery that became the most intriguing new enigma that Lost had introduced of late. Guess the reason being is that for whatever reason Locke chose to be called "Jeremy Bentham" after he left the Island, it seems to be much more than a simple alias. What happened after he "fixed" the frozen wheel and left the Island (and where did he wind up at for that matter)? Why did he start going around as Bentham? And what were the circumstances regarding his death?

Tonight on Lost, we will find out at last. And I've a gut feeling that my usual post-episode reaction is gonna be one of abject bewilderment :-P

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Change we can ALL believe in

Found tonight by my friend Phillip Arthur...

My very first WARHAMMER 40,000 army!

It's taken about a month of on-and-off work, but tonight I put the finishing touches on eight pieces of my first playable army for Warhammer 40,000...

So yeah, now I've gotten into Warhammer 40,000: a game that some have told me "is worse than crystal meth, don't even think about it Chris!" But I couldn't help myself. Recently I got back into playing BattleTech for the first time since college, and some people commenting on this blog said I should give Warhammer 40,000 a try. I ended up playing a game over the Christmas break, liked the experience, and that propelled me to HyperMind in Burlington where I bought the Warhammer 40,000: Assault on Black Reach intro set. It comes with 17 Space Marine miniatures, 29 Ork miniatures (including three riding "Deffkoptas"), basic rulebook, dice, rulers, templates, plus a book that introduces the Warhammer 40,000 universe and a sheet of waterslide decals for your minis. If you're looking for an inexpensive route into the Warhammer 40,000 miniatures wargame, the Assault on Black Reach set is the way to go right now.

As you can see if you know anything about Warhammer 40,000, I chose to build a Space Marines army with my initial foray into the hobby, and opted to make them the Ultramarines chapter. Maybe someday I'll create my own chapter (I've a really strange idea for one that worships the forty-thousand year old ancient visage of Alfred E. Neuman, making his face a harbinger of death). But for now these little Ultramarine guys - along with the commander, sergeant, Terminators and the Dreadnought that are also now being prepared - get to be the first that I'll be sending into battle against Orks, Tyranids, and the Traitor Legions of Chaos. And later on I might build some Eldar and Tau armies, 'cuz I kinda like those too.

Okay so what I really want to know is: how did I do decorating my first Warhammer 40,000 minis?! :-)

(And if you want to know more about Warhammer 40,000, I'll heartily recommend Bell of Lost Souls.)

Christmas in January: "Watching" $tate of the Union Address 2009

As I do every year, at the moment I am watching the Presidential State of the Union Address. And by "watching" I mean that, per my usual custom, I have my back turned to the television so that I'm not tuned in to the imagery at all. Stripped of the visual component, my brain is more keenly listening to what Barack Obama is really saying.

So what do I think? He is definitely far more articulate and presidential-sounding than George W. Bush. Unfortunately he's talking about wasting money just as bad as Bush ever did.

(And as an aside, I miss tuning in to this without the live and uncommonly wise commentary of young master Kyle Williams. Hey Kyle, I know you're reading this: it's way past time for you to start a blog or something 'cuz I still get lots of e-mail from people asking how you're doing and wanna read more of your thoughts! :-)

Anyway, Obama is more than keeping up the tradition of what I call "Christmas in January". And nothing of this speech so far has anything to do with the real state of the union. In fact, I can't recollect any President since Ronald Reagan who ever took this yearly ritual seriously. It doesn't even have to be an annual event: the Constitution only calls for the President to relay his observations on the condition of the country from time to time. And it need not be a live speech, either: for a very long time the President simply sent a letter to Congress containing his State of the Union thoughts. But nowadays, it's not much more than guaranteed airtime for whoever is President, to shill for himself. And doesn't it say how shallow our country is when it's expected that "the other party" give us a "response"? I mean, the State of the Union...whatever, is not defined in the Constitution as a political event at all.

Color me apathetic if you wish, but I'm gonna say it: American mainstream politics has become an activity for either the weak and timid, or the strong and corrupt. It is not a thing that endears itself to those who choose to think and act on their own.

Okay, that's my rant for this year's State of the Union. Hope y'all who thought that I wouldn't be as hard on Obama as I was on Bush, are happy now...

Monday, February 23, 2009

Got to see Comet Lulin tonight

Comet C/2007 N3, better known as Comet Lulin, is having its apogee (closest approach to the Earth) this evening. Earlier tonight I went out with a good pair of binoculars and found it in the west-southwestern sky, to the right of Saturn (Fox News has more on where to find it). Out in the darkened countryside, with a clear sky and a cold night (meaning less air turbulence), Lulin could easily be picked out with the naked eye and with binoculars, the greenish tint of this very strange comet - it's also traveling backwards from where the tail should be, by the way, and retrograde (opposite) of the direction of the planets - was readily discernible.

So far as comets go, Lulin is certainly the best naked-eye viewing since Hale-Bopp back in 1997. Lulin will still be visible for a few days: catch it if you can, 'cuz it's going way out there and probably won't be back for a million years or so.

Marshmallow from Hell

Here are some photos that I took in Dad's knife shop from this past weekend.

This first one is of a roller bearing welded to a piece of rebar, heating up in Dad's propane-powered forge. At around 2000 degrees Fahrenheit, you can understand why I dubbed this the "Marshmallow from Hell"...

Another shot of the forge. Dad is on the left and Eric Smith is on the right...

The next couple of pics are of a wood splitter that Dad built years ago, which was later converted into a machine used to press and bend the red-hot steel. It's particularly useful when working with Damascus (multi-layered) steel...

In this photo Dad is using a pneumatic-powered hammer (which he also designed and constructed) to "draw out" the steel into the more general shape of a blade...

Eric Smith holds the "finished" blade blank, after it had cooled-off enough to touch. In his left hand he holds two of the bearings, such as the one that was just forged into shape...

And even though it still has a lot of work ahead of it, here is Dad's current project: a Bowie knife with sheep-horn handle...

I'm looking at posting some video on YouTube in the near future of Dad practicing his art. 'Twould be neat to document how he takes a piece of steel from start to finish.

Funniest DILBERT cartoon ever

Yesterday's Dilbert cartoon by Scott Adams brought whole new meaning to the term "comic strip" (while also skewering the entire "green" movement). Click to enlarge...

American newspapers struggling to survive

I've long contended that the most accurate perception of what is going on with the United States comes from looking at it from afar. So it is that I find it hard to disagree with what Rupert Cornwell of The New Zealand Herald has written about the newspaper industry and institution in this country. The age of printed media's supremacy has come to an end, Cornwell declares.

It is very difficult to argue with him. In my own neck of the woods, Media General is furloughing employees for ten days of unpaid leave in an effort to cut costs. It's now being whispered that my hometown's The Reidsville Review may not survive past the year. Meanwhile, there is evidence that The New York Times may finally crash and burn come later this spring. Fully a third of American newspapers might be bankrupt come summer, according to the article in The New Zealand Herald.

Well, can't say we didn't see this coming. Between the general state of the economy and how a considerable portion of the population gets its news from online, it was only a matter of time before traditional newspapers started feeling the blows.

But I'm of the mind that this is really just a period of "realignment" for the newspaper industry. Newspapers won't completely go away, but if they are going to survive they must figure out ways to adapt to the new order of things that is fast arising. I think that also means that the bigger outfits - like The New York Times and The Wall Street Journal and perhaps even regional papers like our own The News & Record - are going to have to scale back, while the smaller community-oriented outfits are going to continue to thrive.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

For those having tech issues playing FALLOUT 3 on a Windows machine...

Two days ago I wrote how I was currently hooked on Fallout 3, Bethesday Softworks' amazing continuation of the classic Fallout video games from the late Nineties.

Well since I wrote that, I had to take my copy of the game back to the Target store that I bought it from. Why? 'Cuz my copy of the Windows version didn't have the white sticker inside the box that had the Windows LIVE Access Key printed on it for that particular DVD. So I uninstalled Fallout 3, exchanged the original copy for one that did have the sticker with the key numeral, and installed the game fresh.

So everything was cool... except that the game "hung" shortly after the birth/character creation scene started, and would go no further.

Some reading on the Intertubes showed that a lot of people have been having this problem also.

Well, this morning I worked at it a bit, and I found a solution. So I thought it'd be a good thing to share it with others who are also going through this...

If you are playing Fallout 3 on Windows Vista or XP, uninstall the game. Make sure that the Bethesda Softworks folder that's within your Program Files folder is deleted also.

Now here's the messy part that requires a bit of daring: use Regedit (you can run it from the Start button) and do a search in your Windows registry for all entries containing "Bethesda" or "Fallout3". This is what I figured had snagged me: my computer was having an "identity crisis" as to which copy of Fallout 3 it was supposed to be running. So scour your registry and carefully delete anything that refers to Bethesda Softworks or Fallout 3.

When that is done, close out Regedit. Then reboot Windows.

You should now have a fresh, pristine machine on which to re-install Fallout 3, that so far as it's concerned there'll be no evidence that the previous install ever happened. Since going through this procedure I haven't had any further problems with Fallout 3: it's running perfectly, and I also ran the update to version 1.1.0.35, again without any trouble.

Hope this helps some folks out. Now go gird up and get ready to take the Capital Wasteland by storm :-)

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Boy bleeds to death after office chair explosion sends metal shrapnel into rectum

According to a story up on Gizmodo, a 14-year old boy in China is dead following the explosion of a gas cylinder in the base of the office chair that he was sitting in. The cylinder, which is used to adjust the height of the chair, blew up and propelled "chunks of metal into his rectum". The teen subsequently bled to death.

Here's a photo of the culprit chair...

That has to be the most freak accident I've ever heard of involving something as mundane as a chair.

Anyone else thinking of sitting on Kevlar-reinforced seat cushions from now on?