Its Always Darkest Inside Your Mom

All three actors PERFECTLY portrayed their characters.

I absolutely KNEW this movie was going to kill. After all the hype and leaks of "Batman Begins", how good that movie was (especially in resurrecting the Batman franchise after the late 90's failure of Joel Shumacher), and official word that the exact same team that brought us "...Begins" was coming back for at least one more sequel, there was no way in HELL I thought this movie was going to disappoint me in any way.

The picture that sold me on Ledger as the Joker. I knew at this moment it was gonna be incredible.

However, I must admit, even I didn't believe from the very VERY beginning that Heath Ledger was going to pull off the Joker that I know to be the TRUE Joker (for anyone that doesn't read comics and therefore may not know what I mean, read the trade paperbacks, "Batman: The Killing Joke" by Alan Moore or "Batman: The Dark Knight Returns" by Frank Miller). After all, the meat of Ledger's work that I had seen comprised of multiple viewings of "10 Things I Hate About You" and "A Knight's Tale". But once I saw the first image of Ledger in his Joker make-up/wardrobe and heard his laugh in the sneak sneak trailer of "The Dark Knight" (the one where it's just the Batman symbol emerging from blue flames), I KNEW and believed that this was gonna be one crazy and DOWN TO THE CORE OF THE CHARACTER portrayal of the Joker.

I doubt I need to stress the point any further; GO SEE THIS MOVIE. Prior to today, as far as comic book movies went, I ranked "Batman Begins" and "Spider-man 2" tied at 1st place, followed in a close 3rd place by "Iron Man". However, after today, the ranking has evolved into "The Dark Knight" in 1st place, and perhaps a three-way tie between "Batman Begins", "Spider-man 2", and "Iron Man".

Oh, and the other best part of "The Dark Knight" that comic book geeks might not know about: the trailer for next year's "The Watchmen". If you don't understand where I'm coming from, go read the graphic novel "The Watchmen" by Alan Moore before the movie hits theaters next year. It'll totally redefine what comics can be for you.

The Rain Aint Over Yet

I'm still tickin', so don't think that I've gone anywhere. The real world is slowly calling me back, so I've been busy getting ready for that. It's ok; I've been gathering my thoughts up as well. But in the mean time, a sweet sweet video for a sweet sweet song from a sweet sweet band.





Make it so.

Inspiration

this aint as easy as it looks.

Information Professional

it do what it do

Drink To The Foam

19 May. Today marks exactly one year since I was commissioned into the world's finest navy. What have I done since then?

DRINK TO THE FOAM.

The Strong Will Never Fall

I find it incredibly dissatisfying to have so little true motivation, inspiration, in my life.  All that push me further into life seem so superficial, so short term in their ability to keep my spirits afloat, yet they seem to be the basis of modern life as we know it.  We want the best for ourselves and our kin, and the chance to provide the best seems to be rooted in the best opportunities that will provide you the best money.  The saying goes, "Money can't buy you happiness"; maybe it cannot, but maybe money can afford you a greater number of chances to attain your happiness, like buying as many bingo cards as you can afford to win that jackpot.

Perhaps I'm being too much of a romantic, a "bohemian", for life today, ignorant and blind to the goodness in my life and the other good I will acquire and achieve, but I envy those around me who seem to have their motivation intact, and abundant at that.  I hear them speak with excitement and fervor, bright eyed and propelled to do good for themselves.  It fills me with their same feelings, but soon it wears off; it is only temporary.  My joy was built, but there is no foundation.  I do not have a foundation, as they do, so my joy crumbles.  Maybe it's not as easy as I write it to seem, for those around me who I perceive as motivated.  Maybe their eyes are simply open to the goodness around us that I cannot seem to see but for a few moments.  Maybe their souls are just stronger than my own, able to wrestle and pin their desperate and untamed spirits.  But I hope that's not the case.  I want to be ignorant in my bliss, ignorant in my belief that everyone does find that inspiration, that muse, that pushes them to excel beyond their own limitations; pushes them to that promised land where they find their true life's happiness.  I want to remain blindly optimistic that mine is out there, and if only I search a little further for it, I'll have it.

This isn't a cry for hopeful encouragement, or a need for words of faith from others, friends and family, who want the best for me.  This is a question without a ready-and-waiting answer.  This is a thirst for greatness.  This is fear of a possible mid-life crisis, before the crisis.  This is me worrying about my life before I've even begun to live it.

Define "arrogant"

Have you ever sat around and told yourself that you're really NOT that interesting? And then you think about it, and turn and say, "You know what? You're right!" All of a sudden, you start brainstorming ways to make yourself more interesting; hobbies you should take up, music and movies you should listen to and watch, books you should read, trips and/or adventures you should take... but at the end of it, you're just spouting off things that interest you, and you stop when you realize you've just walked in a big circle, because if you're not interesting and your plan to become more interesting is to do things that interest you, aren't you just furthering your un-interesting-ness since you're not interesting to begin with?

Yeah, that sucks. Good thing it never happens to me.