Beggar & Dust

Malick Power

March 4, 2016. This movie isn't real right now that's so far out and we've only got this trailer to go on. Malick Power.

Messy as hell. It is my new city curated garden plot though and I'm eager just to repair it, nevermind what produce I might cull. Which, is nothing to sneeze at on day one.

The last game I played was Snake Eater. Well, just a bit of Guns of The Patriots. And Ground Zeroes, which was a shell of PP, so it takes some further reacquainting with the breadth of Snake's (I can't remember why he's called Boss now) abilities. But it's fun gameplay. Especially once the Mother Base component opens up, which is really early. And it's fun. And seemingly not too-too strenuous an RPG tree, if the player is even average in collecting GMP. And wow, does the game start with a bang. That prologue?! Most games would be happy to go out with that bang. Begs the question is the finale worthy. One can't help imagine Kojima directing Kiefer to make a better giddy-up grunt.

So what the hell happened to Jim Broadbent and his little coup?!

Post prologue on the Hard (3rd most difficult) difficulty and I certainly enjoy the look as well as the feel of combat. Picking up meds and ammo, which so far seems to be a constant, isn't smooth enough--whatever the difficulty. Also, the game as a little hitch when you Game Over. Fast approaching its value of twenty bucks. Looking forward to a Saturday afternoon just mowing fools down.

I like the cinematography better now. I used to hate. I still very much dislike the thing Mann's is on someone's shoulder, almost in their ear. I think... think he first did that in The Insider and that shot is still like whoa. Now? Stop it! And the Bale/Crudup nascent FBI stuff is much more affecting now that we are so far post-Snowden nobody even gives a shit. At the time of release though, they were just suits. And the only effective scene either had was when Bale carried Cotillard out of the interrogation room after that galoot whooped on her. And the Depp/Cotillard doomed romance just doesn't even come close to DeNiro/Brenneman. It's almost embarrassing how miscalculated it is. I think we're at a point now where that central Mann-question: "what's the action" or "what's the juice" is all he cares about. And it used to be fun. I'm not sure if it's changing times or this viewer is changing but by and large his protagonists are just assholes. And yet, they are supposed to be so cool. Next? Bale as Ferrari? Where do you think the humanity will be in that? Where was the humanity in Blackhat, wherein Mann almost literally ripped Thor from the Marvel films, stole his humor function, and gave him hacking skills.

The realpolitik toward the end is a drag and a half, other that an exceptional fantasy novel. Parsing some of the sentence structure and Martin's preferences--there's nothing new there. Let it be said Benioff & Weiss might be making good television (most of the time), they're also making an awful adaptation.

Was thinking about getting one of those awful hats to see what kind of dope gives me a hell yeah, but the damn things are $35.00. Further, I would ask the question: when exactly was it that America was great?

The ride (round-trip) to visit the physical therapist.

This is just coming off flat. And I'm not sure how to read that. Counselor and Prometheus both had banging trailers and the former is a minor classic, the latter utter shit.