Friday, January 18, 2008

I like 'em stirred, not shaky

[There are no spoilers in my review. Seriously.]

Cloverfield.

Drinking way too much tequila.

Your mom.

What do these three things have in common? They've all made me vomit. Yes, that's right, I puked because of Cloverfield. I should have known that it was bound to happen. From the trailers, I knew what I was getting myself into. But in the days and hours leading up to the movie, all I could think about was seeing what the monster looks like.

I had not thought about the possibility of getting a headache from the JJ Abrams-produced film about a creature that attacks the city of New York. I knew that it was going to have that home movie look, but I didn't realize how shaky the camera was going to be.

I'll say it once: the camera was fucking shaky as hell.

I watched the first 20 minutes hoping that the shakiness would go away somehow. But that's exactly what the director intended. The intensity of the film would not have been as crazy had it been shot in a more traditional manner (rather than the one camera first-person view).

The shakiness affected me so much that midway through the movie I went to the bathroom and vomitted. A lot. I mean a lot. This was my first time doing that because of a movie; I usually just feel sick and have a massive headache when I see movies that are shaky. The last one was Traffic. It was filmed in the traditional sense, but the camera was shaky throughout its entirety. I had a pretty bad headache from that one.

However, my first shaky movie encounter was The Blair Witch Project. Like Cloverfield, this was also a movie I was excited to see. The problem was I had closed my eyes for the majority of it. I opened them at the perfect time to see the final scene though. But I didn't puke. How could I? I barely watched the movie.

But for this modern monster movie, I tried my best to keep my eyes open. That's how much I was locked into the movie. After the bathroom incident, I was able to go back to my seat and continue with the movie. I still had to close my eyes for the really shaky scenes, but I managed to get through the rest of the film without any major problems.

Cloverfield was more than just a puke-inducing monster movie in a predictable city like New York. The movie is jampacked with scenes of varying intensity. At times, it was also pretty funny thanks to the character Hud, who is the man behind the cam. It also had a sadness to it that I cannot reveal, but all I can say is that they used a clever technique in order to give it that extra bit of "realness." If anything, I was more touched by this than any other element of the film.

To put it succinctly, this movie was all about the experience. This was kind of like going on a new ride at Six Flags. You basically know what's going to happen, but you have no idea how you're going to get there and how it's really going to feel like. Like a rollercoaster, it slowly but surely builds up excitement, and you can't wait to get to the moment when it finally happens - when you finally see glimpses of the beast. And just like a rollercoaster, there are ups and downs, turns and bends, all leading up to the end of the ride.

Notwithstanding a horrific bathroom situation, I thought Cloverfield was awesome. It was beyond anything I had expected it to be. Yes, it's still your bread-and-butter popcorn flick, but there's something here that you can really feel. There's something here that you'll think about days after you see it. There's something in this movie that will stay locked in your head, and maybe even your heart.

There's something here for everyone, and for me it was losing my Master Wok meal halfway through the film.

Rating: 4.5/5

Edit: I just checked out Roger Ebert's review, and found this portion to be interesting -

"The entire film is shot in Queasy-Cam hand-held style, mostly by Hud, who couldn't hold it steady or frame a shot if his life depended on it. After the screening, I heard some fellow audience members complaining that they felt dizzy or had vertigo, but no one barfed, at least within my hearing."

Not one puker?! C'mon! Am I seriously the only who puked because of Cloverfield?! I'm officially embarrassed. Please leave a comment if you, or someone you know, also puked. It'll make me feel better. kthxbye

Thursday, January 17, 2008

w00t

Today, Cheryl suggested that I eat either a sandwich or a burger for lunch. And I ate pizza instead! Haha! Also, she put me in her away message. OMG!

It's Not Godzilla!

I've found several photos of what the Cloverfield monster could possibly look like. One of these is real. Trust me, my source is extremely credible. Let's just say I know a guy.

This could be the one. I don't know though. He seems a little too cute.


Let's call this one Larry. Larry's one ugly mofo. I actually can't figure out which one is his arm and which one is his ear. Maybe he has no ear. Maybe his ear is on his arm.


Obviously, it's one of these guys. They definitely exude Cloverfield-ness.


Click this to view the larger version. This could be it, seriously this time.


Who knows? The last one seems pretty credible. But I have a feeling that it's one of the two shady-looking monsters in the 3rd one. Hmm...

"I'm the next Filipino Idol"


With the writer's strike still going on, I've been watching random shows on television. And last night, I decided to tune into FOX HD and check out what Simon and the gang were up to. Minutes after I turned on the TV, this guy shows up. Dressed in white and flaunting a ridiculous Filipino accent, he looked as if he was going to be awful. But he wasn't. He was better than I initially gave him credit for. Be that as it may, he was not good enough to make it to the Hollywood rounds.

I'm pretty sure Filipinos around the world were saddened by his departure from the show.

There could be hope. Maybe he'll be the next William Hung.

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

The LapDome. Why? Seriously, why?

Not even the nerd in me can ever fathom even thinking about the possibility of considering the purchase of this ridiculous product.

But if I did, I'd only use it if I knew nobody would be looking. That's because if viewed from a bad angle (like a person facing you directly), it could appear as if I was doing something, let's say ... weird. You know, like using a laptop that wasn't an Apple. Because without being able to see what's under the cover, one would assume that I could be on any number of laptops. They'd probably think I'm using a Dell or an IBM of some sort - something icky. Without the iconic Apple logo in sight, they would never know...

If you're interested in the LapDome - or if you really want to verify that it's real - then then go to Pocket-link's site to check it out.

Update: I just noticed on the site that there exists another portion of the "ad" for the LabDome. And coincidentally, it's an Apple! Probably a MacBook Pro or maybe even an older PowerBook like the one yours truly still uses. Nonetheless, check it out below.

90 Minutes into 60 Seconds Like This!



Mahalo.com has the 90-minute Macworld 2008 Keynote in a 60-second video version (they cut all the BS out). Mahalo.com is also home to Veronica Belmont (pictured below), who I happen to have a crush on due to her girl-next-door looks and the fact that she's into toys. I'm talking about geek toys, you pervs! As in gadgets! Jeez....

One more thing ...


Here's a transcript of Tuesday's Macworld 2008 Keynote in a condensed form just in case you missed it.

Steve: Hey guys!
Crowd: [crazy applause]
Steve: Leopard sold well. Here's TimeCapsule.
Crowd: Huh? Move on!
Steve: iPhone sold well. Here's some cool new features!
Crowd: Yay we get to text more than one person!
Steve: Apple TV sucked. We've fixed it! And you can rent stuff now!
Crowd: Sweet!
Steve: Envelopes are small. Oh wait, there's a MacBook Air in here!
Crowd: OMG OMG! Gimme gimme!
Steve: Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.
Crowd: We want it! No wait, it's useless. But it's so pretty, though.
Steve: One more thing...
Crowd: He said it! Here we go!
Steve: Umm, uhh... watch this old guy sing! Bye!

Okay, no surprises this year. No "One more thing" from El Jobso. No 3G iPhone announcement. No demo of third-party apps for the iPhone. No laptop that'll change the laptop world. No ... just no.

But at least I know I won't be upgrading my 3.5 year old PowerBook G4 quite yet. Why? I'll tell you why.
MacBook - Needs a major overhaul for me to consider it. It's cute though.
MacBook Air - If I had a Mac Pro and $2000 laying around, then I'd definitely get this.
MacBook Pro - Looks just like my PBook: sexy. But it could use a new design.

Maybe I'm just coming up with reasons out of my ass, but I'm in a situation where I look at their laptop lineup and I can't see myself needing any of those laptops. Not to mention I can't afford one right now.

Guess what, though?! My iPhone now lets me text message more than one person. w00t! Oh wait, you've been able to do that with your phone? Wait...did you just say that all phones have that feature? Now that I think about it, I think my Nokia 8162 from 1999 allowed me to text more than one person!

Congratulations, Apple. You've managed to get iPhone owners like myself excited about these "new features" you've added to our phones. Features like the aforementioned multi-person SMS, icon rearrangement, and cell tower triangulation, which is basically a poor man's version of GPS. What's next, video recording and MMS (picture text) messaging? Maybe you don't know this, but pretty much every phone can record video and send picture messages. Get with the program.

I know, I know... you're only doing this so that when you finally announce the 3G iPhone 2, you'll be able to show off the features you purposely left out of the first one. Just to have the "OMG OMG" reaction from your Apple fanboys/girls. "Here's the iPhone 2. You can now record videos. Amazing! And check this out: you can take a picture, and then send it to your friends without having to e-mail them!" They're probably gonna call it the iPhone Video or the iPhone With Features We Should've Put In The First Place.

C'mon, Apple. C'mon!

I now look forward to the 364 days til Macworld 2009 Keynote! Let the rumors begin...

Monday, January 14, 2008

Can't Hardly Wait

12 hours until Macworld ....... the wait is painful.

But as a last minute drool-enducing post, wired.com just "revealed" the supposed MacBook Air a few moments ago on their site.

Obviously these pics have been shop'd (PhotoShop'd), but take a look. If Steve Jobs announces a MacBook that looks anything like this, I will need it. I nearly pissed my pants when I saw these fake pix an hour ago.

Thin.

Beautiful.

Clean.

Like me! Sike...


Look at that beaut! It's fake, but I mean c'mon! I'm in love.


OH ... MY ... GOD

I gotta go change my pants now. Dammit.

Accidental Asshole

Generally speaking, I'm not an asshole. Yes, I like to make jokes and poke fun at people every now and then - okay fine, I do it every chance I get. But I don't think I'm an asshole. I'm not a jerk or a rude son of a bitch.

However, this past Saturday, I was an asshole.

By accident.

It happened at my very first Boobanza. Apparently, a boobanza is an event filled with boobs of various sizes (according to the invitation), but really it's more or less just a party. I believe the name comes from the hybridization of the words boob and extravaganza.

Anyway, the location was a place called Sutra in the great city of New York. After only a few drinks, I decided to have a cigarette. So I went outside and walked toward the smoking area. I saw someone very familiar. I knew her younger sister a little bit better, but I decided to say hello.

Me: Oh hey, Miranda, how are you?
Miranda: Pretty good. Enjoying the party?
Me: Why yes, of course I am.
Miranda: It's really crowded in there.
Me: I know, tell me about it.
Miranda: Oh, this is my friend Rhonda.
Rhonda: Hi.
Me: Hey. [puffs cigarette] Yeah, I've seen you in photos before. [exhales smoke]
Rose: Okay?

Then I walked away. Like a complete asshole! But I wasn't being one on purpose. I was simply stating something that was a fact. Where had I seen her face before? On Facebook, obviously. I don't know why that was the first thing that came out of my mouth. "Nice to meet you" would've probably sufficed.

However, I don't think Rhonda or Miranda really cared all that much. But when I look back at the whole thing, I picture the delivery of my final line happening much slower. Similar to dramatic sequences in films that happen in super slow motion. Actually, only the smoking parts are in slow motion. Otherwise, I'd be talking with a voice lower than James Earl Jones.

But yeah, you get the picture. You've probably seen it in photos before.

Ass.