Slaxx mini-review. This is a 2020 Canadian horror comedy with 97% positive on the tomato meter. It's the tale of a pair of jeans that comes to life to kill.
My opinion is it sucks.
There's blood, but not horror, and jokes but not laughs. The origin story of the killer jeans (one of my main curiosities going in) makes Chucky seem intellectual. Only one of the characters is remotely sympathetic, and she's clearly naive and a push-over so not very relatable.
Fun game https://doesnotexist.codes/
Is this bit of C / C++ computer generated or bad for real.
I just saw a demo of how Webex can help keep offices covid safe. It counts faces in camera view to measure capacity. The demo included holding up a photo and a conference tv with a remote participant. Both were counted....
That's not a useful measure of people in a room then, is it? A wall of photos becomes a denial of entry situation.
Fucked-up movie week here.
Watched _I'm Thinking of Ending Things_ last night. Dark, and not great for my current mental stress levels. There's a real story there, and careful watchers will be rewarded with figuring it all out. But not much cheer to be found.
Today _The Killing of a Sacred Deer_. Visually very striking, but the near constant camera movement (all smooth, no shakey cam here) and deliberately stilted dialog take some effort to enjoy. Then there's the dark revenge of the title...
Oops. https://bing.com is giving "503 service unavailable" now. The www version still works.
I recently found out one of the people most influential on my early computer learning, including giving me my first assembly language instruction on an Apple IIe, killed himself in 2015. He jumped in front of a train.
I've got mixed feelings.
Yes, he taught me so much, including attitudes towards how to do things. But in hindsight, I can see he was totally "grooming" a younger kid I knew. There's possibly a connection there with why he never achieved much success with his skills.
Mini-review of Children of Men: this is a late entry (2006) into 1970s style escape-from-collapsed-society fare. In some ways I was reminded of The Ultimate Warrior (1975, crops have failed leading to downfall) and Escape from New York (prison city society). Here downfall comes from total human infertility, set in 2027. The budget is big enough to make it look real, and the writing isn't lazy. Good entry in the genre.
“We wish a ticket to ride where the railroad tracks run off into the sky and never come back—send us far as the railroad rails go and then forty ways farther yet,” was the reply of Gimme the Ax.
“So far? So early? So soon?” asked the ticket agent wiping more sleep out his eyes. “Then I will give you a new ticket. It blew in. It is a long slick yellow leather slab ticket with a blue spanch across it.”
(Thinking of the Rootabaga Stories by Sandburg today.)
Mini-review of The Dead Don't Die: eh. Ther were hints in this it could be like Hot Fuzz: unlikely movie knowledge says the day against improbable enemy. But, nah, it's just movie references by characters. The dead pan was too forced, and the fourth wall breaking didn't help. Three explicit movie callouts out of seven.
Special Breakfast Day! Today is the once a month day I trick the dogs into liking their monthly meds. Basically it means crush / chop the meds, mix with kibble and some delicious human food, including (a must) mayonnaise. Today leftover pad thai, broccoli, shredded cheese, kibble, mayo, anti-heartworm and anti-flea. The mayo makes the meds stick to the other food, and the dogs eagerly eat.
Old school Unix trying new school toys.