April 15th, 2005

Green Kiki

Happy Friday

I'm off to the airport. Internet connection has been spotty, alas.

Conference was good -- got a lot out of it, more than I expected, actually. Exhausting, too.

Took me fewer than 24 hours here to find that there was a Barnes and Noble within walking distance. :-)

Aside from the conference, I've read lots of books and caught crappy movies on Showtime.

Notable amongst the crappy movies:

The Big Empty: My first reaction? How could a movie with Joey Lauren Adams, Rachel Leigh Cook, Sean Bean, and Jon Favreau slip under my radar? After watching it, I didn't have to wonder. It's a clusterfuck of a movie, a wannabe Twin Peaks with aliens, small-town weirdness, and just a general sense of up-fuckedness. Good noir riffs here and there, but just not as good a movie as it should be. Best part was probably a brunette Daryl Hannah in a tight Flogging Molly t-shirt. Still, good performances overall.

Ginger Snaps Back: The Beginning. Not bad, for what it was. Of course, I'm a sucker for werewolf flicks in general, and really liked the first film in this series. This was fun, although not one you should think about too much (y'know, like asking why the two sisters from the first two films (both set in the present) are in colonial Canada, or anything as silly). But good cheese, and the two leads do keep getting better, and you don't need to see the other films to enjoy it.

I also watched two minutes of Stacked, which is just as bad as I was afraid it would be, although no less funny than Everybody Loves Raymond or The King of Queens, with bigger breasts.

Also on Showtime, I saw a preview for Reefer Madness, which is the first thing that's made me really wish I had Showtime at home. Aside from just looking nifty, there's also Kristen Bell looking like you've never seen her before:

Collapse )

Oh, and I did catch last night's Yanks/Sox game on ESPN. Now that was a fun game!

Reading-wise, I just finished Daniel Handler's Watch Your Mouth. Handler, of course, is better known as Lemony Snicket. And if you think his kid-oriented books are fucked up, you need to see this one. Incest, opera, Jewish mythology, it's all there, and then some. Really fucked-up. But really enjoyable.

Now, it's time to pack. My next post will be from Atlanta. :-)
Green Kiki

I'm back!

Safe and sound.*

Flight was fine, bag was one of the first ones off the plane, and the Baltimore Delta terminal has a Caribou Coffee in it. That's about all you could ask for when traveling.

* Actually soundness may vary.
Baby Etrigan (courtesy Lordrexfear)

Best. Andromeda. Evar.

Keith R.A. Decandido's Destruction of Illusions, which I read on the plane back to Atlanta, is not only one of the better TV tie-in novels (which sounds like I'm damning with faint praise, but it's actually good in its own right), it's also one of the best Andromeda adventures ever. Why? Not only does it focus on Tyr and Beka (telling their stories immediately before the pilot), but out of 270 pages, only seven of them feature Dylan Hunt. If only the show itself featured that sort of ratio.

Seriously, fans of the show (and I know there are a few on my flist) would really enjoy this one.
  • Current Mood
    impressed impressed