Stephen Fry is known for being many things: Comic, actor, philanthropist, poet, latent homosexual and author. His gift for words, whether spoken or written, has always been a particular joy to me. However, not many seem to have discovered the joy of reading one of Mr. Fry's novels. His autobiographies have garnered a fair amount of attention but his fiction has been overshadowed by his other works. I , myself, am a very keen fan of the t.v. show "A Bit of Fry and Laurie."
After discovering that Fry had written a portion of fiction literature in the 90's I was absolutely hell bent on finding it and absorbing it as quickly as possible, even if that meant evolving my eyes to perform some sort of ocular osmosis. I decided to start from the beginning and began searching for his first novel which he wrote in 1993 entitled "The Liar." Fortunately there was a singular copy for me to purchase at the local Barnes and Noble which was unsurprising given his somewhat limited appeal in the U.S.
Before I dive into the formal review I must first remark on the cover. The aesthetics of a book's design are usually of small to no importance when judging the work as a whole, but this particular design was a special assault unto the eyes. It appeared as though the whole thing had been assembled by a 15 year old in the Windows program 'Paint' in less than 30 minutes. The background is a flat burgundy marble texture which covers the whole front and is then adorned or rather plastered with 4 pictures of the sculptured bust of King David in each corner. Each picture is made to look as though it's been scribbled on with crayon in a hoolaginstic fashion, like it has to do with the content of the book in some way. Finally the title is plastered rather dully right in the middle of the cover in some silly cursive font. It truly is the worst cover I've ever seen on a book. Were I browsing casually I would never have bought it for it's intriguing design.
The books focus orbits around the experiences of it's protagonist Adrian Healey. Healey is a young prep-school student who also happens to be gay and who also happens to bear a great resemblance to "The Catcher in the Rye's" Holden Caulfield. It's not a striking resemblance or a rip off but more of a tip of the cap to the iconic character. It's fair to say that any adolescent male in modern literature is going to bear some marked resemblance to Holden because he so fully embodied the angst that many of us felt at that age. Fry appears to be pulling from his own experiences early on in life for this character which is not to be unexpected, this being his first novel. Healey is intelligent. Very intelligent. He posses a prowess for the spoken word and the English language which exceeds his age and indeed the age of many of his superiors. Here is where Fry allows himself room to soar. His wit and humor are thick through the pages of Adrian's interactions with his fellow classmates. Indeed it is one of the funniest books I have ever read. Fry swings from the brilliantly clever to the surprisingly brash with ease as he manages to capture the crassness of a teenage boy and the unwieldy way in which he assigns his intelligence to social situations. A subplot of the book contains the sordid crush that Adrian possess for another of his classmates, Hugo Cartwright. Even today it feels fresh and exciting to read this kind of topic on the page. Perhaps that's because I'm American and I've been kept from it far longer than the rest of Europe. I like to think that maybe Fry was writing in this way as some sort of vicarious recompense for his hero Oscar Wilde, who was never able to write about such things even though they were such a large part of his life.
Fortunately Fry's verbosity never weakens the books pace nor inhibits the development of his characters. His tone is already as self-assured and matured as a seasoned author. But it feels clear from the very beginning that he is attempting to weave a thicker plot by means other than exploiting the social traipsing of his central character. I don't want to spoil or allude to heavily to specific plot points but it does become clear from the beginning of the book that the subject matter is quite serious. There is an undercurrent of severity that marks most pages. The story see-saws back and forth between a boy coming of age and an international espionage. I will say that I was confused about some of the locations we read about in the book, there didn't seem to be much description about the settings. Also Fry had a tendency to jump back and forth in time with only the barest of hints, and though I managed to keep up with these sudden lurches, it would take a bit of time for me to realize that we were no longer in the same place or time. I honestly believe some simple formatting could have been done to ease this as it seemed to serve no narrative purpose.
Lastly I feel as though the ending was terribly rushed. Either it was rushed or haphazardly put together because it came off as improbable and far too fantastic. The book did have a slight Absurdist tone throughout but the exclamation point at the end felt like the wrong punctuation to end this book on. Couple that ending with the aforementioned formatting snafu and it become a little hairy.
Overall I felt satisfied after reading this book. It was outstanding for a freshman entry and difficult to put down. If your looking for something incredibly humorous with fantastic range and characters, then I highly recommend this book.
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Marvel's "The Avengers" and why it may actually be the 4-Horsemen of the Apocalypse
Have you seen the "Avengers" yet?
If your answer to that question is "yes" then not only are you like most of America but you are also like most of the world's population. If, however, you answered "no" then you are either deceased or perhaps you should be because you have no friends to go see the "Avengers" with. The superhero studded, money guzzling, glee monger is making light of most box office records as it crushed last summers "Harry Potter and the Thank God this Franchise is Done" like a roach beneath it's proverbial boot.
And that, my friends, is no small feat.
It has no reason not to do well either. Just look at the cast it's hoisting around: Robert Downey Jr. Chris Hemsworth, Chris Evans, Samuel L. Jackson, Scarlett Johansson (you have permission to look at her for a bit longer), Mark Ruffalo, Jeremy Renner, Gwyneth Paltrow and Stellan Skarsgarrd just to name.......all of them. The starpower that was united to support this film hasn't been equaled since "Ocean's 13," but most analysts didn't see it coming because they aren't your typical household names. These are new A-Listers that audiences have been wanting to see but haven't had an appealing opportunity to do so. In Avengers there were simply too many good looking people doing cool and exciting things to ignore. Indeed it was a fantastic film, even for someone like me who doesn't care too terribly much for superhero flicks.
But it scares the shit out of me.
(But why Shea? Why the fear? What could have possibly caused you to retreat into the darkest corner of your basement with a blanket and your Paul Tomas Anderson Filmography?)
Exploitation.
For quite some time I had been hoping that we might be seeing the slow decline of superhero movies as the narratives began to run together into one long, overwrought, origin story. Films like "Spiderman 3" "Green Lantern" "Superman" and "Fantastic 4: Rise of the Silver Surfer" had begun to boost my hope that people were beginning to tire of seeing these stories played out on screen. Box office numbers were not nearly as strong as they had been and the quality of the films had fallen from mediocre to Uwe Boll.
This had been my concern since the maiden voyage of the highly entertaining "Iron Man," that studios would begin to furiously churn out these movies without much deliberation in order to turn a quick penny. And so they did for quite some time. Yes, there were notables within the bunch, to be sure, but the quality most certainly slacked off, not to mention that most of these films were telling stories that didn't NEED to be told in the first place. This is in strict violation of Woody Allen's cardinal criteria for making a film----though I feel like he's broken his own rule a few times.
Then along came "Avengers". It was well made, well acted, light, enjoyable and any other number of pleasant adjectives that one might apply to a breezy spring day. Not only was it good but it made a "shit-load" of money. I couldn't have been more wrong to think that superhero franchises might be winding down. Studio executives are now soiling their trousers just thinking of all the money they are going to make exploiting the success of the "Avengers". Since prior film sales were underperforming they will now look to the "Avengers" as a template by which all other superhero films should be made. The problem is that they will most certainly get it all wrong.
We are going to see a rebirth of these films, and no matter how many times they fail, most studios don't learn from their mistakes. We will continue to see some hits and many misses. We will continue to watch as a franchise collapses only to be rebooted and rehashed. We will continue to see the creation of the same superhero again and again and again until more superhero's are created by the comic books so that more movies can be made to show another superhero being created to have another franchise.
I know that a superhero movie can be good. The trouble is that, in my opinion, it is much more difficult for a superhero movie to succeed critically than commercially. And what makes that even sadder is there are literally dozens of original scripts being written and passed over every day that would make infinitely better films. And that is why I so dread the results that the "Avengers" yielded. Because in the end it's success means that more good stories will go on being overlooked in favor of comic books that will be profitable.
And that to me, is very sad indeed.
If your answer to that question is "yes" then not only are you like most of America but you are also like most of the world's population. If, however, you answered "no" then you are either deceased or perhaps you should be because you have no friends to go see the "Avengers" with. The superhero studded, money guzzling, glee monger is making light of most box office records as it crushed last summers "Harry Potter and the Thank God this Franchise is Done" like a roach beneath it's proverbial boot.
And that, my friends, is no small feat.
It has no reason not to do well either. Just look at the cast it's hoisting around: Robert Downey Jr. Chris Hemsworth, Chris Evans, Samuel L. Jackson, Scarlett Johansson (you have permission to look at her for a bit longer), Mark Ruffalo, Jeremy Renner, Gwyneth Paltrow and Stellan Skarsgarrd just to name.......all of them. The starpower that was united to support this film hasn't been equaled since "Ocean's 13," but most analysts didn't see it coming because they aren't your typical household names. These are new A-Listers that audiences have been wanting to see but haven't had an appealing opportunity to do so. In Avengers there were simply too many good looking people doing cool and exciting things to ignore. Indeed it was a fantastic film, even for someone like me who doesn't care too terribly much for superhero flicks.
But it scares the shit out of me.
(But why Shea? Why the fear? What could have possibly caused you to retreat into the darkest corner of your basement with a blanket and your Paul Tomas Anderson Filmography?)
Exploitation.
For quite some time I had been hoping that we might be seeing the slow decline of superhero movies as the narratives began to run together into one long, overwrought, origin story. Films like "Spiderman 3" "Green Lantern" "Superman" and "Fantastic 4: Rise of the Silver Surfer" had begun to boost my hope that people were beginning to tire of seeing these stories played out on screen. Box office numbers were not nearly as strong as they had been and the quality of the films had fallen from mediocre to Uwe Boll.
This had been my concern since the maiden voyage of the highly entertaining "Iron Man," that studios would begin to furiously churn out these movies without much deliberation in order to turn a quick penny. And so they did for quite some time. Yes, there were notables within the bunch, to be sure, but the quality most certainly slacked off, not to mention that most of these films were telling stories that didn't NEED to be told in the first place. This is in strict violation of Woody Allen's cardinal criteria for making a film----though I feel like he's broken his own rule a few times.
Then along came "Avengers". It was well made, well acted, light, enjoyable and any other number of pleasant adjectives that one might apply to a breezy spring day. Not only was it good but it made a "shit-load" of money. I couldn't have been more wrong to think that superhero franchises might be winding down. Studio executives are now soiling their trousers just thinking of all the money they are going to make exploiting the success of the "Avengers". Since prior film sales were underperforming they will now look to the "Avengers" as a template by which all other superhero films should be made. The problem is that they will most certainly get it all wrong.
We are going to see a rebirth of these films, and no matter how many times they fail, most studios don't learn from their mistakes. We will continue to see some hits and many misses. We will continue to watch as a franchise collapses only to be rebooted and rehashed. We will continue to see the creation of the same superhero again and again and again until more superhero's are created by the comic books so that more movies can be made to show another superhero being created to have another franchise.
I know that a superhero movie can be good. The trouble is that, in my opinion, it is much more difficult for a superhero movie to succeed critically than commercially. And what makes that even sadder is there are literally dozens of original scripts being written and passed over every day that would make infinitely better films. And that is why I so dread the results that the "Avengers" yielded. Because in the end it's success means that more good stories will go on being overlooked in favor of comic books that will be profitable.
And that to me, is very sad indeed.
Sunday, May 27, 2012
007 SKYFALL - James Bond Musings and Teaser Trailer Thoughts
I’ve been a massive James Bond fan since I was ten years
old. It was at this ripe young age that I saw my first Bond flick – 1997's Tomorrow Never Dies. I went to see
it with my older cousins, my uncle, and my grandpa. I felt like one of the big
kids and the movie only helped cement that notion. Seeing a Bond film is like
an obligatory rite of passage into manhood and it was a trial I was more than
happy to partake in. The unique adrenaline rush of gadgets, shootouts, and babes that only 007 can provide was
something I’d never experienced before. I was beyond sold and my affection for
the character only grew over the years as I discovered the brilliance of Sean
Connery’s character-defining performance, the goofiness of Roger Moore’s
mixed-quality entries, as well as the brief, but effective outings of George
Lazenby (The awkward, nerdy Bond) and Timothy Dalton (The underrated,
straight-faced Bond). Pierce Brosnan may have ended up with the short end of
the stick with some overwhelmingly weak entries (With the exception of his
spectacular debut GoldenEye), but he
perfectly captured the spirit of Bond, combining the best bits of each of the
previous carnations and combining it with his own unique charm. Brosnan’s
performance played as a bit of a ‘Best of Bond’ but that’s not damning him
with faint praise. He was spectacular in the role and, unfortunately, outshone by the awfulness of
the particular entries he starred in, flicks like his final, pathetic adventure Die Another Day - A movie so ridiculously packed to the brim with terrible CG and the poor acting chops of Halle Berry, that the prospect of another Bond film seemed more painful than welcome. When invisible cars
outrunning giant sun lasers on a frozen lake come into play, it's probably best to throw in the towel and start fresh and that’s exactly how Bond’s
producers felt. They knew they had to get back to the gritty, grounded roots of
everyone’s favorite super spy. Enter Daniel Craig and Casino Royale.
With director Martin Campbell at the helm (No stranger to
Bond with GoldenEye firmly under his
belt), Casino Royale was exactly what
the Bond franchise needed. It felt like the first entry of the series to truly
understand what makes Bond tick. It was a bit grittier and a bit darker, yes,
but that classic Bond charm was still there and the action sequences were more
thrilling than they had been in years. Perhaps most importantly of all – And
why do I even say perhaps? Of course this is why this new incarnation was so
successful – Casino Royale made Bond
feel real and human in a way that the series had never seen previously. For the
first time, Bond wasn’t simply an impervious hero, dashing and dodging through
every car chase and shootout and bedding every possible babe, emerging
completely unscathed with every hair perfectly in place. He was a man of flesh
and blood in way over his head, capable of error and even getting his heart
broken. Suddenly, not only did we feel thrilled by the proceedings unfolding on
the screen, but we actually cared about their outcome due to our affection for the characters involved, which is something I would never
have imagined from James Bond. This is due, in no small part, to an absolutely
stunning performance from Daniel Craig. The only Bond he can really be compared
to is Connery’s – Coldly calculating as a killer and yet charming and suave as
only Agent 007 can be. He was easily the best Bond since Connery and, with the
aid of a spectacular script behind him, he and director Campbell elevated Bond
to a whole new level of high-quality entertainment.
Then came Quantum of
Solace – 2008’s much-anticipated follow-up. Highly disappointing in the
wake of Casino Royale’s utter
brilliance, the 22nd Bond entry, directed by indie-fare helmer Marc
Forster, was nothing more than a superfluous epilogue that served no other
purpose than to…well, honestly, I’m not quite sure what purpose it served.
Forster clearly lacked the chops to make a competent action film and the result
was a jarbled, choppy mess with action sequences so choppy and poorly
shot/edited that the effect of watching them was not too dissimilar from
staring straight into a strobe light turned up to full blast. His apparent lack
of interest in the character/legacy of Bond didn’t help much either and, as a
result, Quantum felt like a huge step backwards for the character and the quality of the series. It wasn't that it was necessarily the worst Bond film (That credit goes to the rather dreadful A View to a Kill), but it just felt terribly 'blah' and indifferent with not a single moment standing out that would qualify it as a Bond picture.
Enter the seemingly endless legal battles, which threatened
to put a final nail in the coffin of Mr. Bond for good. MGM’s looming
bankruptcy seemed to make it almost certain that we might not see another Bond flick
for a very long time and, even more disappointingly, that Craig might not get
another chance to recapture the brilliance of his first entry. But, thank the
maker, the darkness has passed and James Bond’s 23rd cinematic
adventure Skyfall is set for release
on November 9. During the turmoil of the MGM fiasco, many rumors were being
tossed about the mill regarding who would be helming the latest picture, the
most exciting of which was that Sam Mendes, the brilliant man behind American Beauty, Road to Perdition, and,
more recently, Revolutionary Road,
had been circling the project and having discussions with Craig about possible
directions the character should take. Once Skyfall
officially began moving forward with production, it seemed inevitable that
Mendes would be attached to direct and, thankfully, this was exactly the case.
With all that time off after Quantum,
there was plenty of time to brainstorm and plan for the long-awaited follow-up
to ensure that the same mistakes were not repeated.
The news kept getting better and better from there. Ralph
Fiennes and Javier Bardem were attached to the project and, perhaps the most
spectacular news of all was the announcement that Roger Deakins would be
serving as the film’s Director of Photography. Deakins, a veteran DP for the majority
of the Coen Brothers’ best films, is arguably the greatest working cinematographer
of this day and age. His inclusion in Mendes’ crew only ensures that Skyfall will easily be the most
impeccably shot film of the whole series. And now that the first trailer has
finally arrived after months and months of teasing production stills, it’s
clear that this is exactly the case. Skyfall
looks badass in every conceivable way and their are shots here that will take your breath away. The Hong Kong footage is particularly jaw-dropping. The imagery is so stunning that, during my initial run-through of the
trailer, I was so overwhelmed by what I was seeing that I
immediately needed to re-watch it order to get a better idea of the trailer's actual content and any hints as to what the plot of the film was. Naturally, the teaser
is as mysterious as the film’s title. It shows just enough to be satisfying,
while still not revealing anything about what the film is actually about. It’s
exactly what a teaser trailer should be and it is just plain fantastic.
With all the talk of introducing classic characters such as
Q and Moneypenny to the proceedings in addition to Craig’s mentioning that they
are reinjecting a sense of fun into the series that was sorely missing in the
last outing, Skyfall looks to be
shaping up as what could very well be the Goldfinger
of the ‘new’ Bond series. I, for one, couldn’t be happier and November 9 can’t
possibly get here soon enough.
Watch the trailer below and feel free to comment!!!!...you know, if you want and stuff.
Watch the trailer below and feel free to comment!!!!...you know, if you want and stuff.
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
This is just the beginning...
Greetings and Salutations!
They call me Shawndorman. Who is 'they,' you ask? Well, 'they' would be the imaginary group of people I have concocted in order to start this introduction off with a bit of flair in a feeble attempt to devise the notion of myself as an oft-whispered legend. It didn't work quite as well as I'd hoped, but bear with me. I'll try to make this worth your while.
Ever since the dawn of time (Which, as far as I'm concerned, has only been in existence for as long as I've been aware of it - I dare you to prove me wrong!), I have been a fan of the movies and the magic they bring into the world. My love for this artform started off simply enough with obsessive repeat viewings of Back to the Future, Return of the Jedi, and Superman II - viewings that became so frequent that my mother threw the tapes away to save me from a life of geekdom. (Spoiler alert: She failed) More movies came into the mix as the years went on - More than I can even begin to list here in this brief introduction, but I'm sure they'll all be mentioned as this blog goes on.
As I grew older, my obsessions began to sift over into other forms of entertainment like music and books and video games. While I am a geek in every sense of the word, my list of likes proves to be so varied that I can't possibly be labeled as being narrow-minded. For instance, catch me one day of the week on my drive home and I may be listening to The Who. Catch me on another day of the week and I may be listening to A Tribe Called Quest. Catch me on another day of the week and I may be listening to The Flaming Lips. The fun never stops!!!!
It really doesn't matter what form of entertainment it is, I always tend to go through obsessive phases when I focus on one particular franchise, band, or author. The best is when my phases are so broad that they only focus on a particular entertainment form i.e. Music, Books, Movies, Television, etc. I've had so many of phases, it's hard to sort them out, but I've listed a few below:
- The Beatles phase
- The Lord of the Rings phase
- The Harry Potter phase
- The Bob Dylan phase
- The Batman phase
- The X-Files phase
- The Spider-Man phase
- The Kerouac phase
- The Final Fantasy phase
- The classic literature phase
- The Lost phase
- The Star Wars phase
- The James Bond phase
- The Mass Effect phase
- The Pokemon phase (Does anyone know how to get that little accent to appear over the 'e'? This has been a life-long struggle of mine)
- The 80's music phase
- The Akira Kurosawa phase
- The classic Western films phase
- The Arrested Development phase
...etc., etc., etc.
A lot of times I'll cycle back through these phases and re-live them in a whole new way!
(For instance, with the release of both a new Spider-Man film and a new James Bond film on the horizon, my obsessions have been a bit more focused on those particular franchises in whatever forms they occupy, despite the fact that I've already had my phases for both of them multiple times through the years.)
Much to the dismay of my friends and family, I discovered I had an opinion on practically every single aspect of every single form of popular entertainment and, as I find myself out in the middle of nowhere, working a 9-5 job where such obsessions are not nearly as appreciated as they should be, I have decided to start a blog that shall focus on all my ramblings and reactions regarding films, directors, actors, music, bands, books, authors, video games, explosions, fast cars, and all that other nonsense that we read so much about in the paper - Essentially, I'll be discussing all things entertainment. There will probably be no logic to the proceedings. At one point I may be writing a film review for the latest, greatest movie release and at another point I might be writing about the long-lost notion of an album as an artform and why I feel it's incredibly important. One day I might rank my top 10 favorite films; on another day I might discuss how much I hate Michael Bay. (There are so many reasons!!) The possibilities are truly endless!!!!
Regardless of what I'm discussing, I hope that my posts will prove to be as entertaining as the subjects they discuss (Or in some cases, even more so) and I do hope that all you crazy kids who happen to join the adventure get some kind of kick out of the madness. If you have any thoughts or anything to say on whatever matter I feel the need to discuss, please don't hesitate to do so! I'd be glad to hear everyone's opinions, even if I wouldn't dream of ever agreeing with you!!
This is my muse and my dumping area for all my overwhelmingly geeky opinions on everything and I promise that there will be laughter, tears, thrills, endless references, and more spelling/grammar errors than you can shake a web at!
And, so, let the great experiment begin!!!!!
They call me Shawndorman. Who is 'they,' you ask? Well, 'they' would be the imaginary group of people I have concocted in order to start this introduction off with a bit of flair in a feeble attempt to devise the notion of myself as an oft-whispered legend. It didn't work quite as well as I'd hoped, but bear with me. I'll try to make this worth your while.
Ever since the dawn of time (Which, as far as I'm concerned, has only been in existence for as long as I've been aware of it - I dare you to prove me wrong!), I have been a fan of the movies and the magic they bring into the world. My love for this artform started off simply enough with obsessive repeat viewings of Back to the Future, Return of the Jedi, and Superman II - viewings that became so frequent that my mother threw the tapes away to save me from a life of geekdom. (Spoiler alert: She failed) More movies came into the mix as the years went on - More than I can even begin to list here in this brief introduction, but I'm sure they'll all be mentioned as this blog goes on.
As I grew older, my obsessions began to sift over into other forms of entertainment like music and books and video games. While I am a geek in every sense of the word, my list of likes proves to be so varied that I can't possibly be labeled as being narrow-minded. For instance, catch me one day of the week on my drive home and I may be listening to The Who. Catch me on another day of the week and I may be listening to A Tribe Called Quest. Catch me on another day of the week and I may be listening to The Flaming Lips. The fun never stops!!!!
It really doesn't matter what form of entertainment it is, I always tend to go through obsessive phases when I focus on one particular franchise, band, or author. The best is when my phases are so broad that they only focus on a particular entertainment form i.e. Music, Books, Movies, Television, etc. I've had so many of phases, it's hard to sort them out, but I've listed a few below:
- The Beatles phase
- The Lord of the Rings phase
- The Harry Potter phase
- The Bob Dylan phase
- The Batman phase
- The X-Files phase
- The Spider-Man phase
- The Kerouac phase
- The Final Fantasy phase
- The classic literature phase
- The Lost phase
- The Star Wars phase
- The James Bond phase
- The Mass Effect phase
- The Pokemon phase (Does anyone know how to get that little accent to appear over the 'e'? This has been a life-long struggle of mine)
- The 80's music phase
- The Akira Kurosawa phase
- The classic Western films phase
- The Arrested Development phase
...etc., etc., etc.
A lot of times I'll cycle back through these phases and re-live them in a whole new way!
(For instance, with the release of both a new Spider-Man film and a new James Bond film on the horizon, my obsessions have been a bit more focused on those particular franchises in whatever forms they occupy, despite the fact that I've already had my phases for both of them multiple times through the years.)
Much to the dismay of my friends and family, I discovered I had an opinion on practically every single aspect of every single form of popular entertainment and, as I find myself out in the middle of nowhere, working a 9-5 job where such obsessions are not nearly as appreciated as they should be, I have decided to start a blog that shall focus on all my ramblings and reactions regarding films, directors, actors, music, bands, books, authors, video games, explosions, fast cars, and all that other nonsense that we read so much about in the paper - Essentially, I'll be discussing all things entertainment. There will probably be no logic to the proceedings. At one point I may be writing a film review for the latest, greatest movie release and at another point I might be writing about the long-lost notion of an album as an artform and why I feel it's incredibly important. One day I might rank my top 10 favorite films; on another day I might discuss how much I hate Michael Bay. (There are so many reasons!!) The possibilities are truly endless!!!!
Regardless of what I'm discussing, I hope that my posts will prove to be as entertaining as the subjects they discuss (Or in some cases, even more so) and I do hope that all you crazy kids who happen to join the adventure get some kind of kick out of the madness. If you have any thoughts or anything to say on whatever matter I feel the need to discuss, please don't hesitate to do so! I'd be glad to hear everyone's opinions, even if I wouldn't dream of ever agreeing with you!!
This is my muse and my dumping area for all my overwhelmingly geeky opinions on everything and I promise that there will be laughter, tears, thrills, endless references, and more spelling/grammar errors than you can shake a web at!
And, so, let the great experiment begin!!!!!
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