Underworld.... underwhelming

SPOILER, THIS IS A HUGE SPOILER POST SO SORRY BUT I HAVE WARNED YOU
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Ok so I am just back from seeing the new Underworld and to be honest it was so bad.

First off why the hell was it in 3d, why are people doing 3d films just for the sake of making it 3d this is just ridiculous, why why why?

Next, Kate Beckinsales character at the start of the film jumps out a building, lands on a lorry from a 4 floor drop and lands on her side, unable to keep her balance. Cut to a later event and there she is jumping 20 odd floors/stories and lands on her feet perfectly.... like are you serious?

Right, so it turns out Kate Beckinsale had a child whilst she was "asleep" for 12 years, that I can almost understand because medically speaking people can have a child without being conscious... perhaps. Anyway I'll let that slide, HOWEVER, her 12 year old AT MAX, daughter has the advanced vocabulary, spouting phrases that are beyond the capability of a 20 year old, additionally she is completely aware of her abilities as a hybrid even thought there is continuous references to her not knowing how powerful she really is. SO supposedly she has been looked after for 12 years by some nurse, which is where she picked up the English language from, damn it must of been some super phd nurse for some of the stuff she was saying.

Now to one of the biggest errors. WHO THE FUCK is in charge of casting for this film and why the hell weren't they fired? Kate Beckinsale is stunning, absolutely perfect in every way, and of course adorably English in an American film. Kate Beckinsale and her hybrid lover supposedly created their daughter. Her hybrid loverbeing America, the film taking place in... America, and Kate Beckinsale being unconscious for the entire 12 year period her daughter has grown up and taught English by an American nurse... in America, yet somehow they decided to cast a girl with an English accent..... an American actres at that..... how the hell does that make sense? Don't get me wrong India Eisley is an incredible actresss and was one of the standout performances, but why was she doing an English accent. Also, she isn't 12, doesn't look 12 clearly, in fact she is 18 in real life, and asmentioned American, and pretty famous.
So let's get this right... they needed an actress to play a 12 year old girl daughter to an English woman and American man, born in America, raised by an American. I know what would be good, lets get an 18 year old American actress, and get her character to do an English accent....... Right ok great well done you geniuses.

Argh the film just tilts me it was so bad. I also don't get the end. This superstar lygra that "heals instantly" and has brutal strength gets his stomach ripped open and a grenade put in it, to which he heals over it, panics and explodes.... 10 seconds afterthe grenade is put inside him. I am expected to believe he wouldnt just rip his stomach open himself and throw the grenade out? Right yup ok whatever.

Seriously Kate Beckinsale in Lycra is the only good thing in this movie, well also her being nude for one scene was awesome too but the 3d did nothing for me, the movie made no sense, and unfortunately the worst part is they have left it open for another sequel.... great now I know what to avoid in 3 years!

Breaking Bad - Incredible show, or ridiculed with inconsistency in character writing

So let me just say this now, from the start. I think that at times this show is the greatest thing I've seen, and have regularly argued that character depth, clever plots and interesting stories make it, on occasions, better than the wire (Ok your either laughing now or shaking your head but there, I said it.) Well essentially the latest season, and in fact some of the season before, are just ridiculed with inconsistency. Without a doubt either the writers changed or they work shifts. It seems as if people are playing the game where someone writes a sentence and then passes the paper to the next person, who without looking at the things written before, writes the next. Ok that is extreem but it potentially ruined a fantastic show.

There are so many things I could point out, but thanfully someone I know, whose blog I follow regularly due to his incredible writing style and ability to take you in to his world with his captivating descriptions of his life in complete openess, has already covered this issue. Just a pre warning, if you haven't seen Breaking Bad season 4 finale, this is a spoiler.... SPOILER ALERT!!!!!!

Following on from this is his blog post - please take a look at his blog on www.pokerheadrush.com I know if you like reading my blogs you will like his because his openess and honesty was one of the reasons I decided to write myself.

"Why Breaking Bad Pisses Me Off
Posted by Alex Fitzgerald on December 14, 2011 · Leave a Comment

I finished Breaking Bad the other day. Yeah, I know, I’m a little behind, but I don’t get the kind of free time I wish I did. That and my internet connection is bad ass stable here…for poker, it really sucks at downloading things for some reason. Some websites I can download things decently fast but torrents are annoying.

The first six episodes of this season were painfully boring too. I’ll admit, I was into it for the last three episodes, and there were some scenes that were just mind blowingly cool.

SPOILER ALERT -

I’M GOING TO START SPOILING THINGS -

TURN YOUR EYES NOW IF YOU HAVEN’T SEEN BREAKING BAD,

I HATE SPOILERS SO DON’T READ THIS BLOG IF YOU WANT TO ENJOY THIS SHOW.

Anyway…

Spoilers coming, like now.

The scene where Gus died, that was just such an intelligent move. He’d become such an unbreakable seeming that it was conceivable he could walk away from that explosion, that it went off incorrectly. I didn’t see what was coming when they panned left…just didn’t expect it at all. I really could have believed they wouldn’t get rid of him till the final season, but damn…was that good.

But at the same time that scene is like masturbating with a cast on your hand. Sure, you’re happy to finally get off, but the build-up left you with scars it was so poorly conceived.

I just can’t get over the retarded plot points in this show. I try as hard as I can to turn off my brain when I watch television, and just enjoy it, but there’s so many parts in this show that just scream, “a clown ass graduate of some piece of shit writing college thought he got the character down and wrote this crap.” Like if I was directing this series, if this was my baby, I would be throwing the fucking scripts these guys write back at them.

Gus was a killer, killer character. Giancarlo Esposito proved television can deliver blood curling performances . And yet…they screw up his character so much.

Okay, so the guy who has detail so good that no one can approach his house, that he has cameras everywhere, that he can somehow convince someone who killed his best friend to swallow a whole jug of poison upon their first meeting in 20 years (amiiiiiigo….soooorrry I killled him….sure I will drink this special potion you brought in….what’s that?….none of your men will drink it?…no problem…the great smart Cartel who apparently owns so much of Mexico we can get up into America…we are all going to drink something a former enemy brought to us upon their first visit…what is that?…you need to go to the restroom 20 minutes after digestion…no chance you’re vomiting this up). This badass who apparently runs everything…this guy dies THIS WAY?

He sends his man to look everywhere in the place. The guy clears it without poking his head out to see if anyone’s close to the window, but okay, I’ll buy that, they were heated.

But that brings up another point. If the guy’s bell is going to blow up the pipe bomb, why is Walter there? To get close to the debris? So there’s a chance he can get caught, and show they’re working together?

But okay, all of that aside, Gus and his aid/henchman whatever walk in there. They wheel around the old Cartel remember, if I remember correctly. He stares at him, and even kneels down to get a better look at him.

At no point does Gus, drug dealing superman, sociopath, so brilliant he runs a gazillion companies, at no point does this guy with a 180 fucking IQ go WOW THAT IS A BIG FUCKING PIPE BOMB STRAPPED TO THIS WHEELCHAIR. It’s not like it was small. It looked like if you tilted your head to the side for a second you would have seen it. And they were wheeling the chair around and walking around it and everything.

I mean, wouldn’t that be surveillance part number one, to check under the chair? An old enemy goes to the DEA after his whole family is killed, and then prepares a suicide bombing for when his torturer arrives…yeah…that sounds kind of logical. What does he have to live for? What other way could he hurt him but a bomb? The guy can’t really grab a gun. Wait, is there anyone on the loose right now I have a beef with who knows anything about explosives?

HE MUST suspect some kind of an explosion, considering the scene where he’s walking to his car in the hospital parking garage…and he gets a sixth sense…so he (wtf) walks to the edge of the parking garage where any sniper could hit him? Okay, maybe Walt’s not that good, couldn’t procur that rifle in a short time, or an assassin to do it, but if he left his car in the garage and didn’t take basic steps to prevent himself from being shot by sniper rounds, he must suspect a bomb, and a bomb only.

And then his old enemy, who has never had interest in squeeling, even on his enemies when he’s had the chance, signs up to go to the DEA? You plan a meeting that day with him, with supervision so bad you don’t check the backyard, or what’s under the wheelchair?

And how the hell is his security so good that they just happen to be watching this old crippled man on the day he decides to take a trip to the DEA. Okay, maybe someone called him from the hospital, but then does he really have no one in the DEA? This guy who knows everything about every one of his employees, he doesn’t have one guy who can tell them the old cartel told them nothing.

While entertaining, wasn’t that a stupid move, to tell the DEA to suck your dick? Those cops will talk to other people, who likely Gus could talk to. Not one guy working the coffee machine can tell this titan of the drug trade “the guy came in and said nothing.” Wouldn’t that lead him to believe it was a trap?

It’s just so obvious this is written by a number of people. The acting is incredibly good that it saves the wavering writing from time to time, but there’s just such gross differences in the characters from scene to scene.

Like Skylar. One moment she’s so scared about lying to her sister and DEA brother-in-law about the car wash that she writes a script, and she’s so unnatural at REHEARSING a lie that she practically stutters through phrases like “its a dooozy!” and is choking on each word like it will get her killed. Then the next minute, to save Ted’s business, she’s the best dumb ho in the world? She has on-point answers to every question the IRS grills her with, and is just a ridiculously good character actor all of the sudden? She shows no fear about putting herself in the line of fire like that?

Jesse, who has a Mexican girlfriend, who has Mexican friends, who has lived in Arizona for a long time, at one point deep in the series states, “how am I going to read anything there when the instructions are in Mexican?” Really, he doesn’t know its called Spanish?

I was hoping this season wouldn’t have more of this crap, because I almost died laughing at Hank running away from the RV stand off in the season before that. The guy has been searching for this meth lab for months and months, and then gets a call that his wife is in an accident. At no point does he ask for more details, or to be redirected to someone, because, you know, he’s a fucking cop and he probably can speak to someone I imagine if his wife has been in an accident, hell he might know somebody overseeing the traffic cop who worked the case. But aside from that, he doesn’t think to call his wife till when he’s at the hospital? Just to, you know, see if he couldn’t be the person with the world’s worst timing?

It’s just shoddy writing. Which is annoying, because this series had/has so much potential. I’m falling asleep during this show and not paying attention at all. I miss plot points all the time and frequently don’t figure out anything in a show. I shouldn’t be bothered this much, I know, but I hate being taken out of a show like that.

I really enjoy this show, and want to see Season 5, but…god, Gus was such a good character. I wanted a greater build-up and payoff. I wanted there to be more narrow escapes than, “hey I’m ready for sniper fire” and a more elaborate assassination then “we forgot to check the backyard or if the one button this guy could press is hooked up to an explosive.”""""


Ok so there are a lot of things I agree with here Skyler's character and Giancarlo Esposito incredible acting ability, and even agree that occasionally I would look away from the screen and suddenly have no idea of what was going on, but having then gone back through those episodes before watching the next it is clear that there are so many elements of genius in the story, Gus' death and Walt's ability to manipulate and premeditate everything leading up to it to name just one. To clear it up though, I didn't think Walt was at the Nursing home when the explosion went off, there were too many cars hence why he was listening to the radio to hear confirmation on the news that shit had most certainly hit the fan, but anyhoo Alex's blog post above is genius.

To have a direct link to his blogs, and this one in particular take a look at http://www.pokerheadrush.com/2011/12/14/why-breaking-bad-pisses-me-off/ and look around the site, it's not often you get a poker pro giving readers more substance then "lost a flip for 20k FML"!

Sort out your head!

Seriously I can't believe I've gone back to this, I've become hot headed again. I guess things aren't going the way I wantand instead of looking at new routes I've allowed myself to start blaming the world, claiming it's unfair. Damn I didn't want to be like this but at least I've realised before it is too late and before I upset someone.

There's a number of things that have happened, or haven't. There is nothing as bad as having someone fall out of love with you, it hurts. Working your arse off and not having it recognised is painful too. I work 11+ hour days most of the time and it means I get home tired, moody, and emotional. This job has such an effect on your emotional state and it's tough, it's good and I love the workplace but it is tough and you need to be thick skinned, something I was good at but recent events have made me more emotional then usual and it sucks big time. I need to get my head back into it all, stop allowing things effect me the way they do, but it is hard.

I allowed it to have an impact on me in a work football game today, I had a bad tackle on me, nothing given, and instead of getting revenge by upping my game it went to my head and I wanted revenge. How does that make sense? Somebody accidentally takes you out so you deliberately try and take them out, they are a mate but all of a sudden it doesn't matter it's like I want to take this situation and turn it around, but I definitely did it in the wrong manner. Luckily no fouls happened from me, but I did receive a push to the head, a thing that the old, lairy, aggresive 15 year old me would of reacted to by throwing a punch, I'm glad that is under control at least.

I really like writing this all down, I like having a way of getting it all out. Most of the time I kind of wish nobody read this, but at the same time I clearly want them too. I want people to be there for me, take me out for a beer... nobody has done that since IT ended and that really sucks. I wish I was the script album lol. Don't get me wrong my friends are there and it is my fault because they ask how I feel about it all and I say, yeah fine, I don't like bringing other people down or putting my issues on to them, that's not my job.

I guess Bill Hicks really summed up this world, and I think the best way to end this post. Hopefully the next one will be positive as per the new year resolutions.

"The world is like a ride in an amusement park, and when you choose to go on it you think it's real because that's how powerful our minds are. The ride goes up and down, around and around, it has thrills and chills, and it's very brightly colored, and it's very loud, and it's fun for a while. Many people have been on the ride a long time, and they begin to wonder, "Hey, is this real, or is this just a ride?" And other people have remembered, and they come back to us and say, "Hey, don't worry; don't be afraid, ever, because this is just a ride." And we … kill those people. "Shut him up! I've got a lot invested in this ride, shut him up! Look at my furrows of worry, look at my big bank account, and my family. This has to be real." It's just a ride. But we always kill the good guys who try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the demons run amok … But it doesn't matter, because it's just a ride. And we can change it any time we want. It's only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings of money. Just a simple choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love instead see all of us as one. Here's what we can do to change the world, right now, to a better ride. Take all that money we spend on weapons and defenses each year and instead spend it feeding and clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would pay for many times over, not one human being excluded, and we could explore space, together, both inner and outer, forever, in peace."

I love american football. I can;t wait to be living there so that the games are on at a normal time and not thisgod forsaken time. Great starts now, ends 12 if I'm lucky.

Anyway I was going to blog about Friday night but dont really know how to phrase it all. The only way I can put this is this, I meant someone that made it feel like evrything that happened was a tv program and not real. His actions were ridiculous, they don't happen in the real world, people aren't that messed up in the mind. Everything about it is unexplainable, yet if I saw it in a american sitcom it would be hilarious and make perfect sense. The only way I could react to everything was to let it happen, it was so funny and a crazy experience.

ANyway like I said it can't be explained. Rest of the weekend was chilled out, I'm looking forward to next weekend, not much going on but it should be good nevertheless.

I dunno this was fun to type

Give me that towel, that bed sheet, that t-shirt, those clothes.
GIve me that shoelace, that wooly hat, that scarf, those robes.
Just give me something, something thats clean, something that's white
I need to wave it around if its white, if its colourful il wear it.
It's help cover up the real me, become someone else, become hidden, become a disguise.

No fuck it, take back all those items, im me, im real, im alive.
Fuck it, not enough time, not enough strength, can't be bothered to try.
Or maybe im strong enough, im moving on, the past has gone.
I've given my all, I'm looking ahead, I'm saying fuck it.
Losing touch of myself, losing touch with my friends, whys it been so damn long?

Is this my job, my life, my future, my world?
It doesn't have to be, don't lose touch of my goals.
Focus on me, the future, my passion, my love.
The past is gone, its left us behind, but we made it.
The future is ours now, the pasts what it is, the present is enough.

Back to work but needing health!

So it was back to work today, which meant an early night yesterday right? Wrong! After getting in bed at 9pm I found myself restless, coughing, sneezing, with a runny nose and constantly going from being boiling hot to freezing cold. Yes that is right I have a cold, but not just any old cold.... the dreaded man flu :p Ok exageration but the night was spent getting up to open a window, lying down, getting up to get water, lying down, getting up to shut the window, lying down, getting up to go to the toilet thanks to the water that I'd drunk, lying down, and so on. Fan blooming tastic. Anyway the last time I looked at my phone before falling asleep it read 4:35 am, 7 and a half hours after I'd first got in to bed. See this is the problem with being ill, it makes you miserable and you swear that if you can be better you will be so so happy and you will never take being healthy for granted again, you will do anything just please let me be better. I'm almost at that stage, you see I don't do being ill, I can't just lie in bed that is not my style at all. I don't like taking medication because your body is meant to fight itself, that way you stand a better chance of being immune, or better tolerant to it. Well I have had to cave in because I need to be able to talk for work so let's hope that this works and I'll deal with it coming back when it does, but I'll try and eat more fruit.

In March I've decided to run 5miles with work for charity. 5 miles isn't that far if we are honest, and I've been told 40 minutes would be very good, so I need to beat that by some way, this month and next month I will aim to jog 5 km at least 4 times a week and want my time to be under 23 minutes by my birthday. In order to do so I need to get healthy soon, and probably get my back sorted out, finally I need to make sure I am eating healthly and not drinking much alcohol or fizzy drinks.

Finally it is amazing how she can still make my day from 5000 miles away, just by sending a text saying she hopes it reaches me and that I had a good new year. It was so nice to read that and nice to hear certain words.

Anyway this was a brief blog a quick daily update and a nice end to the day for me.

This is crazy, being off work and having this free time all I want to do is write. I've had a few ideas for a book or movie that I want to get started on and I've written a fair bit so maybe I'll focus on that more.

It's been incredible, recently I have had more people viewing my blog and telling me in person they admire my honesty and the fact I write what I feel. The thing is, nothing I write is ever written to hurt anyone and I try to make sure I don't but if anybody does read something I write and is offended then I am sorry you are offended but not sorry I wrote it as I want to stay true to myself by writing my thoughts and emotions. It means that on days you will see a really positive post, others a sad version but writing just puts my mind at ease and me at peace.

This break has been required, it has been so pleasant and given me time to think, and be me rather than a robot. My job is tough, it is heavily commission based and I have had a change in managers and approach which I had to adapt to only for it to change back after his departure. The long hours and the stress often means that in evenings I don't want to talk to anyone because I want my conversations to be good and happy however I still enjoy interaction with people. As I've said in previous posts I have direction with my life, well maybe not so much my life but certainly the next year or so.

Today is going to be interesting, it was nice picking my sister up to get her car and having a drink, we don't talk much anymore and that is massively down to me. She is always inviting me for drinks with her and her friends, I don't do that back for two reasons, firstly there hasn't been much going out recently, secondly I am super protective of her and while it might not make sense I don't like to have her around my friends when they are drunk in case someone says something I don't like, or someone we don't know does either. Nevertheless a quiet drink is something I want to do more with her this year.

The rest of the day is pretty much planned. Shortly I will be going to meet one of the most bubbly, happy people I have ever been blessed to know at Kings Cross. She was my girlfriends roomate in America and she is coming to England to study so I'm sure she will be over excited. It will be fun but I'm not feeling too great today, severe lack of sleep caused by new years, and watching NFL yesterday has made me fall victim to a cold of sorts with a lack of my voice. I need it back for tomorrow so in honesty I am hoping to spend an hour or so with her and then shoot home for some warm ribena and an early night! I'm hardcore I know!!

Tomorrow it is back to work, back to reality. I feel prepared and positive about work and what I can achieve over the next quarter. It's time to step up and impress and I kind of can't wait. It will be good to see the faces of people I spend 60 hours a week with so yeah it should be good.

Well this blog hasn't been as crazy as others but I wanted to write. Another thing in the pipeline this year is my business, my company, lets get it launched this year it willbe fun and exciting I just need to start have conversations with the investors again.

Have a good time back at work all.

Start as you mean to go on

Wow, what a New Years Eve, I had no idea or concept of time the whole night. I can now state that I had the opportunity to do a 38 second countdown, at one point turned in to everyone going THE 12th DONG, THE 12TH DONG!!! followed by a rushed 3,2,1, and disappointingly no Auld Lang Syne but ho hum such is life. What did happen was some epic cracker pulling followed by a tasty minature cigar and a glass of champagne, it sounds kind of classy and in all of our heads it was, but I'm sure to anyone looking from the outside in, it probably would of looked like feeding time at the lion enclosure.

Talking about Lions, I just want to spin into Tigers, you see I lost 50p to Tomek as I was convinced a female Tiger was not called a Tigeress. We backed this up by asking his cousin and her friends, to which the answers we go were "Lioness, Leopard" sigh kids today. Anyway turns out it is a Tigeress and I think that sucks, I want a new word for it.

Also, anyone reading this blog, can you name a single Female Professor in a Horror Movie? It's a subject of debate and I for one am stumped.

Ok so what else happened last night, well apart from my usual traight of outwitting somebody to the extent they stormed out in defeat over a disturbing debate on whether Women should pay for Tampons (yh I know, sigh how do I get involved in this shizzle?), I also got involved in a very good debate about whether the UK should be part of the EU, and from a legal background I for one am sick of the inconcistincies and lack of democracy yet see that leaving the EU could lead to the extreme situation of rationing again :s. I dunno but I guess my point is America, it's not amazing for law but they have Federal Law and State Law, obviously a Federal Law can make states stop doing certain things, but some of the laws made by the Federal Legislative bodies allow states to opt in or opt out. It works better than this EU bullshit so why not give it a try? I guess by the time any of this really affects me I will be living in America anyway :P

Who'd of thought an intelligent conversation would take place at 3am after drinking from 6pm? Ah well Tomek never ceases to amaze me.

So here's the thing, last night I enjoyed myself a lot, I spent it with family friends I have known my whole life, friends I have known the last 6 months, and new friends I had never met before. It was awesome and it made me realise that this is what I want this year. To stay in touch with friends from my past, keep close with recent friends, and make many more. What I do want to avoid though is getting home as the sun rises, never fun when I struggle to sleep if there is even a hint of light coming off my laptop, or the standby button on the TV let alone the morning ummmm Sun??? shining through.

SO here's to this year, and here is to the people that made last year so incredible, I could sit here and write something about each and every one of you but I won't. You all know how awesome you are, how much I love you, and how thankful I am to have you as part of my life... as a part of me. I can't promise we won't argue, I can't say it will always be fun, but what I do know is if we wrote down every event or chat over thenext year, the good times will outweight the bad 100 to 1. If you didn't argue with someone ever than it's a problem, if you argue too much, it's a problem, but any problem is resolveable as long as you hang on to the good times you have you will see that a true friend stands by, picks you up after punching you to the ground, and says the dumbest stuff when they have nothing to say just to make you laugh.

Thanks all and let's make this year count, this is for us, this is for now, this is for living.