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Top Ten {Tuesday} – 2012 Movies.

26 Feb

Top Ten Tuesday at Many Little Blessings

Top Ten Tuesday has a new hostess with the mostess, Angie from Many Little Blessings.  Link ‘em if you got ‘em and check out the other fanfreakingtastic lists while you’re at it.  Let’s get started.

The Oscars were the other night and, while I typically find them to be a giant snore fest, I do have interest in who takes home the golden god.  I managed to see about 10 minutes of it, which was more than enough especially considering that 10 minutes included the hard-working constant and over-looked Ben Affleck and the hawtest dress of the night.

Michelle Obamaphoto credit US Weekly

I agreed with some of the choices and thought others were slights or abominations.  Out of the nine films duking it out for best picture this year, I saw only two.  They were both good, solid movies but neither would top any of my lists.  Here are the films that did in 2012.

The Avengers - This movie was a long time in the making.  They had to roll out the individual characters movies before this could work and they had to take four big name heroes with big time personalities and make them mesh together in an organic and seamless way.  And they pulled it off.  In spades.  The Avengers wins the comic book movie showdown of 2012 in my book for making it fly in such a badass and satisfying way.  2015 cannot get here soon enough.

The Dark Knight Rises - There is no way a comic book nerd like me is not gonna have this movie on their list.  Although I will always prefer Batman Begins because it was the first movie that I felt really showed how superheroes and villains fit into the real world, I found all three movies in the trilogy to be phenomenal and I will miss seeing old Bats through Nolan’s eyes in the movies to come.

The Amazing Spiderman - I am an old school weirdo that has difficulty with change, like every other fat boy comic guy out there.  So clearly I was concerned about yet another reboot of a well loved character.  Especially because I thoroughly enjoyed Sam Raimi’s version.  Well, the first two movies anyway.  I was surprised by how much I liked this movie, despite the few niggling character discrepancies that only comic geeks like me like to snivel about.

The thing that makes Spidey great is his relatability, his humanity and his cheeky nature.  He’s got the whole great responsibilty/great power thing going on, but that doesn’t bog him down as it does with someone like Superman or even Batman because the seriousness and the could-be-treacly goodness is tempered with the steady stream of one-liners and an almost joie de vivre during combat.  This new Spiderman has an edge, a darkness born of loss.  It’s something that has been missing in the past.  His comments in this movie have a little more sarcastic bite, a little more weight to the tone, a defiance of sorts.  And it works.  Because underneath it all, he’s still good old Peter Parker who will take it on the chin for any one of us and come back for more.  And there is always more to be found.

Hunger Games - I am not a bandwagon jumper when it comes to books.  I typically stay away from series that burn like wildfire across the internet for fear of suffering through poorly written tripe such as Twilight.  But when I read my sister was on board, I decided to give The Hunger Games a read.  And I was hooked.  The characters were compelling(more so in the books, as it usually the case), the story raced at a thrillingly rapid pace and each chapter, and book, left you teetering on some edge and desperate to get the 411.

The movie was not quite as captivating as the book in large part because much of Katniss’ personality comes through her internal dialogue in the book which isn’t easily translated to film.  Despite that, and the typical discordance of the images of the mind of the reader and those of the film maker, I enjoyed it and look forward to Catching Fire.

Madagascar 3 - This movie demonstrates what it feels like to be on the best acid trip in the history of ever.  Brightly colored, frantic and frenetic, unexpected and remarkable acts happening without rhyme or reason and all to a staccato techno beat.  Plus…

Chronicle - This was a cool little movie that, in my opinion, didn’t get enough burn.  Clearing I’m partial to the superhero dealio, to anything really with a supernatural bent.  This movie used the found footage trick to great advantage, again showing us how a regular person could be transformed into something highly irregular.  It also showed how what we are and what we’ve been through makes a difference on what we take from wins and losses.  I’m hoping for a sequel.

Cabin in the Woods - Remember when horror movies were scary rather than sex and gore fests?  My husband still wants to watch these movies, despite every one deemed after viewing as lame, stupid and definitely not scary.  This crazy little film fits perfectly into what I look for in a movie – funny, scary, makes you think.  It also doesn’t hurt that it was written by Joss Whedon, the Geek King.  The scary is always better with the funny and that man does it better than anyone.

Looper - I found this movie, despite the distracting makeover on Joseph Gordon-Levitt, to be wholly engaging and thought provoking.  I enjoyed the slip to the morality inside this world and this character.  Obviously the science fiction aspect is attractive to a person like me, but I think it was also of interest to those with preferences outside the genre.  The creativity and willingness to set art on its head that Gordon-Levitt possesses in all the projects he participates in was evident in this film.  Emily Blunt surprised me with a role outside her typical fare.  The two things that pulled me out of it were the changes to Gordon-Levitt’s face and the kid having been on One Tree Hill.  As much as I love OTH, and I really, really do, that character doesn’t have any right to share a screen with the kind of talent showcased in this film.  Those things aside, I highly recommend this to anyone(other than my mother) who likes a side of rumination with their thrillers.

Safety Not Guaranteed - A movie rife with indie comedians, awkward and grumpy Aubrey Plaza who rules Parks and Rec with her zany hubby, Jake M. Johnson who does the same on New Girl and Mark Duplass who is pretty much ubiquitous in indie film and television these days.  Throw in an offbeat character or two, lo-fi sci-fi and time travel and I am sold.  This film could have easily gone for the cheap and easy laughs at the expense of the eccentric, but instead it honored the wonderfulness of human connection and celebrated the imagination.  Hello, win column.

Ruby Sparks - Paul Dano is the awkward poster boy for Independent Spirit and his glowy little sprite girlfriend Zoe Kazan makes them the perfect indie couple.  Kazan wrote and stars in the movie, which should feel odd or pretentious as she’s cast herself as Dano’s ideal woman.  But instead it comes across as authentic and engaging.  It’s smart, gently funny and wants to make you think.  It manages to do so without beating you over the head with message or an excess of depth.  It’s the ultimate in indie romcom.

Moonrise Kingdom - This is my movie of the year.  There was not one misstep in this film.  Perfect from beginning to end.  Yes, I am partial to Wes Anderson films, Rushmore is still in my top ten.  And yes, I am partial to the whimsy.  And the quirk.  But neither, although present throughout, overwhelm the sweetness and wonder of young love.  The cinematography is lush and redolent of simpler days gone by and the glorification of individuality and intellect.  Even my horror/ridiculous comedy loving husband loved it and, independent of my selection, claimed it as his favorite movie of 2012.  If that doesn’t sell you, nothing will.

 

The Walking Who?

25 Feb

So I watched Emma Caulfield‘s Grab Bag on YouTube a while back (you should subscribe, she’s balls out and she used to take balls out for a living(Anya.  From Buffy.  You know, revenge demon gone gooey for Xander.))  The prompt she grabbed was to take the Which Walking Dead Character Are You quiz.  Clearly I am obsessed with all things TWD so I popped on over to find out my true nature.

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Now, I didn’t really have a character in mind because I don’t fancy myself having much similarity to anyone in that crew.  Why would I want to be Daryl, when I could be WITH Daryl?   Amirite?  I was really only certain that I would not want to be Andrea because Andrea is the Kate of TWD.  Kate from Lost?  Oh, have I Lost you with my trip down the geekhole?  Kate was the single most annoying character on Lost.  Yet, oh so sexy and therefore worthy of redemption.  With the straight dudes and their hard-ons, at least.  Kate fancied herself a badass and always insisted upon being a part of every mission, which she then promptly fucked right up.  Andrea is that for the Rick and the gang.

 

So clearly, not Andrea.  But Shane?  Really?  Shane made me mental when I first watched the show.  And up until (SPOILER ALERT) Rick shot him dead.  Then he zombied out requiring Carl to then shoot him eternally dead.  Which was actually pretty badass.  But Shane?  No.  Uh uh.  No way.

The Walking Dead takes part in the cable teevee phenomenon of seasons split down the middle with a several month hiatus (*cough, bullshit, cough*).  So I decided to watch the entire run over again whilst awaiting the mid-season premiere.  Which turned out to be a kickass idea as I picked up on a lot of stuff I had either forgotten or missed on the first go round.

Like Shane really isn’t that bad.  Like his motivation was Lori and Carl.  He did just about everything to make sure they were safe and that he was still around to protect them.  I can get behind that sort of behavior in a crisis situation and nothing says crisis like a horde of blood thirsty zombies gnawing on human remains.  I believe that starting at home is where it’s at.  It goes hand in hand with the whole put yer own airplane mask thingamabob first so you have the air in your lungs and the blood moving in your veins necessary to take the steps to save someone else.  In other words, you can’t help anyone until you help yourself.

So I guess I’ll take Shane, but hopefully I won’t go out like him.  If I do, I hope Carl’s got a round in the chamber.

 

Strong, but bullheaded, you lack foresight, and have a quick temper.  Though you can lead when pressed, your inability to see the big picture makes you better as a follower.  A passionate defender of the weaker members of the group, you sometimes let your anger get the better of you when protecting them.  Like a loaded gun, you can keep the peace or shatter it.
 

Trifextra – Reshape

23 Feb

Trifecta, you know the drill.  It’s all about the three’s and about leaving your blood on the page.  Join in on this weekend’s challenge:

This weekend we are playing another type of word game with you.  Below are photos from the 33rd page of one of our very favorite books, Elizabeth Strout’s Olive Kitteridge.  What we want you to do is to scour the page (click to enlarge), choose 33 words, and reshape those words into a piece of your own.  Your piece does not have to tell an entire story.  We just want to see what you can do with this particular word bank.  Punctuation is up to you.  Use whatever you need, whether or not it appears in the photos.

Panic pricked her, arriving to quietly devour extra sensation.  Urgent, clanking thoughts shouted their need.  Standing hollow-boned, her relief hung above.  She touched the green needles, comforted, as the breeze carried them off.

 

Dance Interlude – The Trifecta

21 Feb

Today’s Dance Interlude is brought to you courtesy of Dawnie‘s Trifecta entry.  Holding it down, keeping it real ’92 stylo.  Because I couldn’t narrow down the awesome and because I’m one half of the Game of Thirds, you get three for the price of one.  Get up and get down, y’all.

 

Trifextra 53: Where the Wild Things Are

10 Feb

“This weekend we are venturing into uncharted territories once again.  This Trifextra isn’t so much a writing challenge; it’s more of a reading challenge.  We want you to scour through your favorite pieces of literature and give us the best 33 words you can find. “

 

…so he gave up being king of where the wild things are.  But the wild things cried, “Oh, please don’t go–we’ll eat you up–we love you so!”  And Max said, “No!”

 

From Maurice Sendak‘s Where the Wild Things Are.  The dude scared and fascinated generations of children and spawned a pretty cool movie with an awesome soundtrack.

Hear it read, with some badass commentary, by Christopher Walken if you want a good laugh.

But for the true awesome and some pee in your pants hilarity watch the old man in action.  RIP, Maurice.  I’ll eat you up I love you so.


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One Word: Kindness

09 Jan

All over the internets, there’a a  movement to focus intent on one word each new year instead of a mess of resolutions that end up wadded up in a ball and stuffed under the bed by next Tuesday.  (C U then)  I have resolutions, but they’re really just ongoing shit that I re-focus on this time of year.  Health, wealth and going out in a blaze of glory.  You know, the ushe.

And because every single person on the internet eschews (read: takes a giant dump on) the idea of resolutions, I’m not going to throw up my list here.  It’s pretty much the same as last year if you’re super interested in that sort of thing.  I just wanted to be clear, I do not hold the same outlook on resolutions and I do continue to make them.

A bunch of my friends(Tracie, Tia, Melinda) have chosen their one words and I’m grasping on to their ultra fashionable coattails.  Because I love them, because I want to and because I think it can change the world.

 

Kindness is my word.  Apparently, it’s the new black.  So, not only am I focusing my intent and bringing about world peace by randomly enacting kindness, but I am looking chic and slender while doing it.  It’s called multitasking, people. And I am owning it.

Whether it’s #26acts, RAOK’s or plain old love for your brother,  I believe in the kindness movement.  This applies to whiny children, whinier spouses, old ladies who pay with coupons, spare change AND a check.  Even street mimes.  Even yourself.  Maybe even especially yourself.  Charity starts at home, yo.

Love each other, y’all.  And love yourselves.  And let’s spread kindness like a virus all over this mean, old world.

 

 
 

Trifextra – Core

06 Jan

This post is a response to the weekly writing challenge from Trifecta.  Not only is this a challenge, it’s a competition.  One that comes with the rewards of triumph, increased feelings of self satisfaction and having your wondrous words featured on Trifecta.  Join in and be judged, you know you have the words to kick some literary bootay.

This weekend’s challenge:  core, mantle and crust

Crack through the crusty crisp.  So clever, so frail.  The middle of nowhere lies between very far away and just next door.  Spotlight on the light, the one you could not leave behind.

 

Trifecta Challenge – Survive

03 Jan

This post is a response to the weekly writing challenge from Trifecta.  Not only is this a challenge, it’s a competition.  One that comes with the rewards of triumph, increased feelings of self satisfaction and having your wondrous words featured on Trifecta.  Join in and be judged, you know you have the words to kick some literary bootay.

This week’s word: survive

Clammy, clasping, gripping, grasping.  At straws or at shreds of things long gone.  Hope stuffed down deep inside a knapsack.  Head down, eyes closed, hands outstretched.  This is what it is to survive.

 

Sayonara 2012, Picture Style

02 Jan

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Robin, at Farewell Stranger, is awesome for many reasons.  One of those reasons is her awesome idea of memorializing the years with pictures.  I memorialized 2011 here.  You can link up here through January 4th.  Peace out, 2012.  You kinda sucked a big fat one.  Don’t let the door hit you in the ass on the way out.

January -

I met my first Bandie IRL.  She’s beautiful and I love her.  My son was adorable and a punk.  With flair.  I fluffed and Trifecta’d told censorship to fuck right off.

February -

The Bloggess took us on the crazy train to Awesome Town with 50(plus 201) shades of Juanita.  I couldn’t resist joining in.  I gave a shout out to the whole world, Trifecta’d, took some pretty pictures for a Newspace class, fell in love with The Voice, got So Emotional.  My kid was rad sauce on toast.  Pretty much the ushe.

March -

Depression had me for lunch.  It was, however, a light lunch.  Spoiler alert:  the fucker came back later for dinner.  And holy fuck, was he hungry.  There was more Trifecta’ing, my Top Ten movies of 2011, more pretty pictures and more of that guy.

April -

The super kid turned three.  It’s kinda a big deal.  I hosted a bash for tiny superheroes complete with identifying capes and sparkly black masks.  Somehow I made it to 500 posts.  A feat that will not be replicated in a similar timeline due to the whole crushing-and-debilitating-depression-sucking-my-soul-and-will-to-lift-my-ass-off-the-couch thang.  We tiptoed,  mourned the loss of my Tree Hill family, played with actual real, live snow.  I started medical billing and coding school.  It was not an experience acquainted with awesome.  Oh, and I became an editor at Trifecta, a weekly writing challenge.  It was kind of a slow month.

May -

School ate my life, my Momma had a birthday, Portlanders rule and Every Mother Counted.

June -

I came out from beneath a mountain of Tootsie Roll wrappers, quit school because it quit me, fell in love with some more of geekdom and became a community writer for the Hillsboro Argus.

July -

I wrote more for the Argus, got grateful, made cake bob ombs, learned how to not be a dick and decided to go back to school to be a diagnostic sonographer (read: ultrasound technician).  I also waxed teevee orgasmic about my love for all things Montreal (read: One Tree Hill).  Also, the sun came out.  More than 1.7 times.  Winning!

August -

August was busy as fuck.  I drank some badass strawberry basil lemonade with some Bandies right before meeting the Bloggess live and in person.  Both she and her majestic boobs are as awesome as they seem.

I geeked out as a Voice of August at Rough and Rede, wrote more for the Argus, and worried my balls off about the state of the union.  I fessed up to my addiction to the premium.  I met Lisa, floated in a pool of bubbles in the hot, hot heat under the Texas sun and shared some spicy muffins and sweet balls.

September -

I feared more for our union, remembered and pimped myself out as Miss December to help the Band (calendars still available at low, low prices).  We camped, I Trifecta’d, remembered ye olde school dayz and started a feud with science.  Also, that guy.

October -

My favorite aunt died.  She was magical.  I miss her.  We all do.

Top 10 reasons for the season, the first ever guest post on LLL, people were mean.  Week in My Life began, Halloween party was hosted, Week in My Life ended.  The Color Run was run.

November -

I turned *cough, cough* some year.  Okay, forty-three.  Which made me remember all those creepers who hung out with me when I was twenty saying they didn’t FEEL forty.  But you ARE, Blanche.  I AM.  And I’m actually petty cool with it.  Except for the old lady vision issue.  I’m expecting my super powered vision to kick in any day now.

NANO began.  NANO continued.  NANO left me in its dust and science bested me.  I decided 33 words is more my stylo.

My friend has mad talent and the world now knows it.   The election came and went, lowering the national blood pressure rate by half.  My tot trotted.  I may have too.  Despite the strong impulse to run screaming, hide under the covers and hurl rocks I was videotaped and put on the internets.  I may never truly recover.

December -

I made science my bitch, rode the whirlwind that is Texas and made it through Christmas with barely a scratch.  I meme’d my buns off, hon.  And I mourned the loss of the zombies.

Then the world got colder and meaner and more desolate.  The world responded, as it often does in times of epic tragedy, by hearts everywhere growing three sizes.  Kindness is in the world, you just have to keep your eyes open and watch for it.

#bringingkindnessbackin2013

 

Hiya – Year Trois

01 Jan

2012 was a hell of a year.  And by that I mean a year of hell.  Depression ran rampant throughout the ranks, violence escalated, ugliness abounded.  But among all that were moments of inspiration, kindnesses of every size and shape and a banding back together on a national level.

Personally, it was another year in flux, another year of being gripped by the gray.  There were far less posts written and far more goals made and revised on repeat.  But I’m still here.  And I still want to be.  Which is the only real reason to keep on keeping on.

So, thanks for the comments, the support the love.  Thanks for being a witness to my little life and let me do the same in return.

Happy anni, triple L.  And happy New Year to all y’all.  May all of your dreams be big and may you never stop dreaming them.  And may you dance your balls off more days than not.

 
 

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