Monthly Archives: January 2009

[  Mood: Evil ]
[  Currently: Watching Attack of the Show! ]
Those brilliant words, uttered in the final scenes of the classic 1972 blaxploitation film, "Blacula," had me rolling on the floor.

It’s one of the only films I enjoy seeing William Marshall in. I mean, seeing his turn as Doctor Richard Daystrom, praising the attributes of his amazing M5 computer (voiced by James Doohan! Forgive me this aside, I never knew the voice-work side of Scotty!), I was put off by Marshall’s acting style for (almost) all time. Same way I reacted to the overblown scene-chewing Commodore (another computer? Sadly, no) Matthew Decker as portrayed by William Windom.

I’ve had trouble watching Windom in everything he’s appeared in since. Shame he never did a good cheesy film like Blacula.

I have a problem with that poster, though. SPOILER ALERT!: Blacula doesn’t get staked! Yet another lie perpetuated by the Movie Industry!

Oh, Blacula, you didn’ trip when you saw the police closing in with stake in hand. Damned shame about your woman, there, though, Blacula. I understand why you’d wanna trudge out into the morning sun after seeing your old lady spiked to the bottom of your coffin. Those fools didn’t even let her ripen into a complete vampire bride before stickin’ her!

Watch for the hilariously appropriately placed "No Smoking" sign as Blacula struggles up the stairs to commence doing exactly that…

[  Mood: Scared ]
A new study, from Brigham Young University, disparages video game playing as "bad."

I’m being intentionally vague here, as the original article was.

But wait, that’s the article Science Daily printed, which, they claim, was "Adapted from materials provided by BYU."

Here’s the real article, identical except for the intro. Really cute, Science Daily. Plagiarize much?

I’d like to see the actual numbers. Guess I’ll have to buy the Journal of Youth and Adolescence.

[  Mood: Angry ]
OK, THAT is IT!

I have had enough of the coolest people in the world dying this year!

First, Donald Westlake passed away. OK, that was technically the last day of last year, but when it happened, it was 2009 in Australia, so I’m counting it.

Next, my beloved cat of the last nine years died unexpectedly Tuesday of kidney failure (well, he would have, but we put him down to relieve his suffering).

Then Ricardo Montalban dies this morning, and now I hear Patrick McGoohan is gone?!? WTF?!? Is God gathering actors and writers and awesome cats for a new t.v. show in heaven? Jesus!