Another year has passed here at the Pages of Fun so it's time for my annual assessment of the year in media consumption. This was a pretty underwhelming year for movies. If it wasn't for The Hobbit, which squeaked in at the last minute, there would have been no stand-out films for me this past year. To be honest, I haven't really been keen on getting out to see movies for a while. I did love the Icons of Suspense DVD collection I bought even though I didn't rate the individual movies that highly. I need to seek out more obscure foreign horror films this year.
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I had thought that the whole occupy Wall Street thing had lost all its steam but then some cop had go and kick it up a notch by spraying a little peppery spice. Bam! All the sudden pepper spray policeman has become a rallying point for the OWS supporters. I suppose this is good for the cause, because, frankly, up until now they haven't had any sort of unifying message around which to rally. Personally, despite my general agreement about wall street bailouts and corporate cronyism, I never was a big fan of the movement.
It's been about a year since my last major site overhaul, so I have decided to do a little housekeeping here. I've tweaked the theme so it's a little less crowded and, hopefully, a bit easier to find your way around. That is all.
Well it's the first day of the New Year. This day means different things to different people. For my wife it means washing off the post-New-Year's-Eve-bash Sharpie moustache that she woke up with this morning. For me it means it's time to assess what I thought was the best of the media I consumed this past year.
This is the b-side of Jim Bakus' "Delicious" single from my not-so-vast record collection. The a-side is legendary, the b-side is still pretty good to.
Oh my. Most of my buddies on Facebook lean leftwards and I am anticipating an explosion of liberal rage come Tuesday evening. They can't seem to shut up talking about Christine O'Donnell, or whoever the right-wing boogeyman of the moment happens to be, while completely ignoring the main gripe of over-reaching government that is going to swing this election. I will try to document the "gosh, Americans are stupid" and "Somehow this is still Bush's fault" nonsense and publish it here.
My Halloween movie fest continued last night with a re-watching of Mother of Tears, the third film in the Three Mothers trilogy. When I first watched the film I pondered if it would get better on rewatching. Nope. It was actually more painful on the second viewing. What a rambling mess of a film with awful acting and dialogue all around. No screengrabs for this film. It doesn't deserve that level of respect.
My Halloween movie fun-run continues with Mario Bava's Kill Baby, Kill. Not really his finest work, but it is memorable for the scenes of the ghostly child at the windows:
This weekend the family dragged me to a scarecrow building contest. This is a contest intended to allow kids to be creative and show off their stuff as budding young artists. Of course, my wife decided it would be a great opportunity to kick some underaged-art-noob butt. Pictured here is her winning entry in the category "most likely to scare a crow."
Nova is checking out the new wave neon streets in Grand Theft Auto: Vice City. Nova's personal goal: don't punch anyone and avoid the cops... and chase the roller skating guy in pink shorts.