V for Vendetta

As promised.

V for Vendetta is an adaptation of the Alan Moore graphic novel of the same name. I have read the book. The themes are the same, but something has changed. The graphic novel is a rant against the Thatcher England. Think, fascism in the UK, and the Clash singing, “Clampdown.” That was the milleau that the comic was written in.

The movie is also a product of its times. Although, it was still set in London, it really is an indictment of the Bush adminisitration. Everything this corrupt White House spouts is reflected in the fascistic government of the film. The party line espoused by the media. The corrupt church. Torture of people. Demonizing gays. That’s all the Bush admin is about.

This movie was subversive. One man’s terrorist is another’s freedom fighter.

4 of 5 stars.

Adventures from my Netflix queue: Show Me Love

Show Me Love or in its original swedish title, Fucking Åmål, is something else. Actually, it’s really a swedish, teenage angst, lesbian flick. Some categorize it as a romance picture, but it is a brutally, honest portrayal of coming to grips with love. Even if it is with the same gender. The emotions are all real. The actresses are natural. The story is sweet and tender. Although, they didn’t have to literally come out of the closet at the end. Symbolism failed the director, and it just seemed corny. I wonder what happens with them afterwards?

As far as swedish, teenage angst, lesbian flicks go, Show Me Love is all heart.

Lukas Moodysson also directed Lilya 4-Ever another brutal emotional story. These two films have kept me up at night.

4 of 5 stars.

PS: Someday soon I will get to writing my V for Vendetta review but for now consider it another 4 of 5 stars movie.

College Basketball Sucks

The final four is without a number 1 seed. Either the regular season polling is wrong and neither of the teams that were ranked number one should’ve been or the whole thing is a sham. My guess is that it is all a sham.

Imagine a George Mason winning it all. It would be like crowning a third rate team as national champs.

I’m just venting that my bracket is all blown up. Anyway, I’ll probably not watch any of the game. College basketball sucks anyway.

New Blood

When beginning prograrmming, you usually write a “hello, world” program. This post from my cousin can be considered one. Of course it is lame as can be, but I hope to heck that her writing gets better.

We’re getting a quorum together, so now we must watch what we write. Whatever?!

Update: Looks as though yin-yang has changed the original post to something even more inane. That link above doesn’t work. Use the one. Anyway, welcome to the blogosphere, yin-yang.

Oops. Bracket II!

Nice game Duke. You suck. You got beat by some team with a player nicknamed “Big Baby.” Perhaps that was what Riddick should’ve been nicknamed. Hate the playa. At least most everyone else’s bracket is fracked too.

Cambridge MD Restaurant Review: Greek & Italian Family Restaurant

Trying to be like Athos21, I will give a review of a restaraunt I ate at over the weekend.

The place was located in Cambridge, MD right off the main strip to Ocean City. It is called Greek and Italian Family Restaurant. When you first pull in, you can’t help but notice that this was a former Gino’s. Walking in gives you the same impression as walking into any fast food joint, plastic booths, menu on the lighted boards, yet we were sat in a booth by the door by a waitress.

The prices were decent. I ordered the philly cheese steak with onion rings, and my companions ordered fried shrimp basket and a ny strip dinner.

The cheese steak was disappointing. The bread got soaked with the oily mess that was the steak and fried onions so that itb was coming apart in my hands. When that happens, I usually begin eating faster. The onion rings were pretty good though. Crisp.

The shrimp basket was another disappointment. When placed on the table, one of my companions said, “Where’s the shrimp?” Cambridge is located on the eastern shore, by the Chesapeake Bay. By virtue of being next to water, you would think the fish or seafood would be fresh. The shrimp in this basket came from some place else and looked to be the same kind of frozen, breaded shrimp found at Red Lobster. The fries that came with it came from the same suppliers for BK as they had the same weird coating.

The ultimate disappointment/disaster came from the ny strip dinner. First, if I come into a joint such as this, steak would be the last thing ordered. My companion doesn’t think of it that way and went ahead and ordered it. This place doesn’t have a grille with fire. It has the kind of grille that McD uses for frying burgers. Imagine a steak fried on this thing medium rare. It came out worse than that. It was grey like you took a steak from the freezer to the frying pan without thawing it out. It was chewy (I had to help eat it). It was disgusting. I felt sick after eating 3 pieces.

Overall, don’t eat there. Ever. My companion summed it up: if she was ever famished and had this place as the only place to get food, then she’d rather starve.

Weekend

Spent a night at Hyatt Chesapeake Bay, because it was my older brother’s birthday.

This place is a resort/spa situated in a small eastern shore town. Nothing really to do in town, so most of the time was spent at the resort. Swam in the pool. Shot a pool. Played ping-pong, desktop shuffleboard, air hockey, and arcade hockey. Played pinball on Harley-Davidson and Monster Bash and won free games. Ate. Drank. Made s’mores. Almost burned down the resort.

It was fun. Yet, not relaxing. I am spent and feeling tired.