The Importance of Being Idle

Three Feet High, And Rising

Okay so it turned out that I jealously guarded my stash for a matter of minutes rather than hours, but oh how glorious to shop! I got a little pile of movies, and Far Cry Instincts which is being extremely cool so far, and is clearly showing a level of graphics and technology way beyond what the Xbox is capable of, leading me to conclude that Ubisoft Montreal are in fact wizards who have encoded some sort of dweomer onto my Xbox. Which is fine with me.
Movie wise I've watched Clerks (Stu bought me the awesome Clerks X anniversary set), and whilst the movie is still super funny, and probably the truest movie about actually working in a shop ever made, I fear that I am in fact Dante, more than capable of complaining about my lot in life, but sadly incapable of doing anything whatsoever to improve it. Randle however, is my customer service hero. And if you've seen the movie, then you'll know how scary that is...
The other movie I've seen today is Sin City. Now first and foremost, I strongly believe that I've been a bit of a fool buying the movie, 'cos I think Miramax are gonna double dip us in a while with a super special edition and all that (I know they are in the US, and very nice it looks too), but bollocks to it, I wanted to see it NOW. Also, given that I live in the UK and it took nearly a year for the DC of Chronicles of Riddick to get released over here, Wake Up! Ron Burgundy was NEVER released over here, and the proposed Kill Bill special editions (another very barebones Miramax DVD release) never happened, then I think it was probably okay to buy it. And if it's not, well who cares right? Anyhoo, yeah really really good movie, at least for fans of Miller's graphic novels, but weirdly I'm left wondering what exactly the point of it was. I mean, this is gonna sound strange from someone who always bitches about things being changed when they're made into movies, but equally Sin City shows us the other side of this: why make a movie if you're gonna make no concessions to the change in medium? Cos it really is a frighteningly faithful adaptation of the comics, so much so that the frames are exacting recreations of panels from the books... I'm not complaining about this, and I guess I'm framing this whole line of thought incorrectly. I actually think its cool that its faithful in this case, I just wonder if its actually an utterly pointless and hollow exercise because it is such a faithful adaptation: almost like looking at a colour photocopy of a painting, when you could just look at the painting itself. Again I should stress that I think Sin City (the movie) kicks all kinds of ass, its just something to think about, should you wish for such a thing.
And so, my birthday day has drawn to a close. In fact its already nearly an hour into October, and I'm reluctant to go to bed, I want to cling to my birthday for all its worth, I want to stay in the birthday zone where anything is possible and not surrender to the dullness and predictability of the real world. But I know I have to let it go, I have to sleep, have to get on with my weekend, surrender the crown of King of the World, and get on with my everyday life. More than anything, I have to accept that, for right now, there's no way I can get her to magically appear here, no matter how much I want her to. But one day, one day it'll work, and we'll be not just in the same country, but the same town, in the same building, in the same room, in the same bed. That's something worth waiting for I think.
Time for bed, said Zebedee.

posted by BadMonkey @ 12:21 AM