:: The Blurst of Times ::

:: 9.29.2002 ::

Here's my reviews of Pop Culture:

Monsters, Inc: Gad, that movie is funny - I haven't laughed so hard in years. And so sad! I haven't been that close to crying in almost a year. And that little girl - so cute! It's almost enough to make me maternal.

Amelie: Another cute girl, but in a very different way. I thought it was a lot like Ten Things I Hate About You, with the whole "boy likes girl / girl likes boy, they can't actually come out and say what they feel for reasons of self doubt and image, they manipulate each other until it seems like things aren't going to work out, and then a single burst by one character or another places them in each other's arms, where, without a word they fall into wild passionate sex." The narrator was funny, the french was novel.

UHF: Yup, it's Wierd Al in DVD format. Well worth my "tithe" from my first week at work to Best Buy.

System of a Down - Toxicity: This is what metal is supposed to be - fast, loud, crack-your-back, headbanging fun. Not this pussy radio-metal or emo-metal or whatever the hell the latest lite rock metal sound is. And it isn't this we've-raided-our-moms-makeup-drawer-and-can-scream-and-put-lots-of-fake-blood-into-our-grainy-blurry-videos metal, that's theatrics, not music. Fuck MTV and videos and "images," let the music speak and if it rocks, it rocks.

Unwritten Law - Elva: I go half and half on this one. Some songs rock, the ones that I wear out the "back" button listening to over and over again. Some songs just sound like tripe, literally, the sounds that tripe make. I guess that is why we have CD players, right.

Props to the Motherland, for showering me with recognition and memories upon my every return.

Time to Masta' Plan...
:: Freddy F. at 4:17 PM [+] ::