My brain runs on caffeine, caffeine, and more caffeine. I’ve recently started stocking up on V for all the late nights that I’m about to have trying to finish up that assignment. The Coffee Guy who recently just started to come round to our office was kind enough to give us a free coffee the other day. Thanks, Coffee Guy; or more accurately Coffee Gal!
This is what happens when you grow up your whole life trying to suppress that urge to swear. Mine eventually exploded on my white t-shirt.
Just the other day, I was discussing how to write a movie review with a friend. As I have just seen Fast and Furious, I might give it a go.
Fast and Furious is the fourth movie in The Fast and The Furious series. It is a sequel to the original The Fast and The Furious. Hence the tag line, new model, original parts.
The last movie, Tokyo Drift, was a bit of a let down. The drifting scenes were great but the storyline was so predictable. I’m glad to say, Fast and Furious has redeemed the series.
Now, I don’t have time to write a proper review. So, I’m going to let you in on my five points rating system.
If my maths is right, that comes to 4.0 out of 5.0. Definitely worth watching if you’re into fast cars.
It seems that the Easter Bunny is affected by the recession like everyone else. I normally find an Easter egg on my desk when I turn up to work on the last day before the Easter break. This year, instead of a chocolate Easter egg, we got sent a link to photos of Easter eggs on the intranet. What good is that? I can’t eat that.
It turns out the Easter Bunny had a sense of humour and the Easter egg delivery had just been delayed. When I woke up this morning, I found my Easter egg sitting right outside my bedroom door. It’s not the usual ostrich size egg that I received for the last few years. Instead, it’s a chicken size creme egg. Given the current economic situation, I am grateful for what I got. Thank you Easter Bunny. I really appreciate it.
Need I say more?
Warning: This blog post contains spoiler. But, let’s face it. This is probably more interesting than seeing the actual movie.
I can already see the headline. Cloverfield – the absolute Worst Movie of 2008. And this is just the start of the year. The movie lacked a storyline, is nauseating to watch, and the sound is so loud at times that it feels like you’re in the middle of a bombing in Afghanistan. I would not recommend this to anyone unless you are trying to do penance for some really serious wrong doings.
27 Jan. 2008 21:35 hours – I made the most regrettable decision in my entire life when I decided to see Cloverfield. We were originally at the cinema wanting to watch The Golden Compass… that had screened 12 hours earlier. I could have sworn that the paper listed 9:35 pm. For some reason, it didn’t click that no cinema is going to screen a kids’ show that late in the evening. My bad.
The movie started out horribly but promising. The point-of-view style of filming could only be described as nauseating. Admittedly, it does add quite an interesting effect and I would only have to put up with this till the intro finishes. Additionally, a guy in an apartment, alone with a girl whose parents’ are away, and a digital camera… that’s promising right?
10 minutes into the movie and I’m starting to feel a bit nauseous from all the camera shakes. It turns out a guy and a girl alone in an empty apartment with a digital camera isn’t all that interesting after all. After another 10 minutes, I thought to myself—Whoa, this is a really long intro. I wonder when it’s going to switch out of this sickening point-of-view style of filming.
Suddenly, the whole city shook, the power went out, and the head of the Statue of Liberty came off with some rather impressive CGI. Yeah! We are finally going to finish with this point-of-view crap. Or… maybe not. It turns out the entire movie is done in a point-of-view style. I reckon, the film industry should introduce a new classification N – This movie may cause nausea and is not suitable for those with weak stomach. Motion-sickness pill is recommended.
There were a few moments in the film when I thought to myself, maybe the guy with the camera will get killed now or the camera will get irrepairably damaged and we will switch out of point-of-view. The first being the time when they were attacked in the subway tunnel by a bunch of the weird creatures. Unfortunately, he got away alive. The camera looked a bit stuffed but it turns out that the lens has just gotten a bit dirty. Nothing that a quick wipe can’t fix. Darn it. Then, he had to cross from one high-rise building to the roof of another, which has collapsed and is now leaning, but he made it through alright as well. Later, the helicopter crashed with him in it and I thought, this is it. The camera was still for a while. But, our superhero camera guy just would not die. What on earth is his kryptonite? Note to self: Find out what video camera he’s using.
The camera guy finally met his fate as he was filming the mother of the weird creatures face-to-face. Thank god. The camera survived but I can live with that.
Unfortunately, a friend of the camera guy picked up the camera and started filming with it. The movie finally ends with the guy, the girl from the apartment, and the camera being buried under a pile of rubble after the place they were hiding in collapsed.
When the light finally came back on in the cinema, everyone had a look of disbelief on their faces with a giant question mark floating above their heads. I myself wondered, what the hell had happened in the past 90 minutes. Surprisingly, no one left the movie before it ended. Halfway thru the show, a guy did get up and left the cinema. Presumably, to take a piss or throw up. But, he was dumb enough to come back for more.
As I was leaving the cinema, there was a line of movie-goers all queueing up to buy their tickets to… hopefully not Cloverfield. Should I warn them? Nah. The look on their faces after the show is classic.
If you ever get an email that fails to send with a 503 error, it doesn’t mean that you should add ‘HELO Bob’ to the start of your email and try resending it. The 503 error actually means that your mail server is not behaving properly or that something is wrong when trying to send your email. The latter part of the message is simply the other mail server trying to be cute.
For those of you that are not aware of how mail servers work, here is a brief explanation of how they communicate. Before your mail server could relay your email, it first have to introduce itself by saying HELO. For the more trendy servers, EHLO works too. If you’re bored, scream NOOP, NOOP and the other server will merrily reply OK, OK. Having said that, I don’t guarantee that prolonged NOOPing will not upset the other server, prompting it to sever all connections with you. If you’re ever in need of assistance, just ask for HELP and you’ll get an appropriate response.
That’s the humorous world of digital communication for ya! If you seriously want to learn more about how mail servers communicate (or if you’re looking for a cure for insomnia), then have a read thru the following.
Kids certainly do write the most interesting letters. Here is a bunch of Letters to God. Enjoy!
Warning: This blog post is rated R16. It contains coarse language and may offend some people. Parental guidance is recommended for younger readers.
No. You’re not hearing double. That is what I meant to say. Shit shit is currently one of my favourite phrases. It’s swearing with a hint of humour. If you’ve seen the movie Red Eye, you’ll know what I mean.
I personally don’t consider the word shit, or any other four letter words with special characters in them to be particularly offensive when used in an appropriate context. It is merely a way of expressing oneself. As a matter of fact, it is a vital part of social interaction.
In some cases, these words may actually convey additional information. Take for instance, the following situation. You’re on your way out of the office when one of your colleague happens to come back in after having a ciggy. You ask, “What’s the weather like?”. He could say “It’s very cold outside”, which means just that. Alternatively, he could say “It’s shit cold outside”, which in effect means “It’s very cold outside. I hate this crappy weather. Are you sure you really want to go out? If so, I suggest you grab your jacket.” I’m not suggesting that that’s what you should say to your boss the next time he asks you what the weather’s like, but I hope you get my point.
Unfortunately, not everyone share the same view that I do. In the end, it all depends on the delivery, the context you use it in, and who your audience is.
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