The third and final(?) Apes reboot sequel isn't quite as epic as the title suggests. All in all, I enjoyed it but the Apocalypse Now references were just a bit too on-the-nose and distracted from the story. Glad to see Hollywood effects companies have mastered the ability to make an animated ape scowl through 99% of its virtual performance.
Pretty daring for a mainstream big budget sequel to be mostly subtitled. Kiddies, if you download this from the dark 'nets make sure you grab the .SRT file too!
I watched this with the intention of seeing the third film in the theater soon thereafter. As far as reboots go, this is probably as good as they come. The sadistic zookeeper was a bit much. I mean, why is there even a home for stray apes in San Francisco?
Another comic's memoir, but this time it's actually funny. The first half is really is much better, in which she details her life in rural Canada. The rest is about finding success in show business as a comedian and it is not quite as interesting.
Very well done proto-slasher film with a star-studded cast. Despite the title, Christmas doesn't play much of a role in the plot here other than setting up the conceit that most of the girls in the sorority house are home for the holidays. The dark, ambiguous ending is unsettling and effective.
I've owned a Yamaha DX100 synthesizer for decades and never really had a strong grasp as to how the heck you build sounds with it. The last few months I have been immersing myself in FM synthesis and I think I finally have a handle on the concept now. Here is set of twenty-four patches that I created:
I was tasked to create a quick flyer for a Nonagon tour show in Lousiville and here's what I came up with.
This is a memoir of life aboard a merchant vessel in the early 1800's. It is also noteworthy as a glimpse California before the gold rush. The book is loaded with detail of life at sea but it becomes a bit of a slog about a third of the way through the book with its endless descriptions of tanning hides. Moby Dick it ain't.
Norton is usually a very entertaining guest on whatever chat show on which he appears. However, I've watched his stand-up and it never really clicked for me. His routine, much like most of this book, is him talking very matter-of-factly about his personal perversions. I don't know. I guess observational humor about a fringe-y lifestyle is hard to relate to. I wanted to like this book but alas, it's just not my cup of pee. Puns... Now that's top-notch humor.
Grand Slam is a reasonably amusing heist film with the usual tropes of assembling of the team, a complicated heist, and the inevitable team squabbling that leads to everything falling apart. Edward G. Robinson is green screened into half the scenes in which he appears and doesn't really need to be in the movie. The soundtrack is by Morricone, but is not one that I particularly like. Way too much Brazilian festival music.