Being amazed, and slightly disturbed, by the GSZS first opening sequence was not enough for SHAFT.
Part two of Goku Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei OVA series has arrived to strip your brains of all fears and hate. Then it will tease your desires with grand dollops of meta-potty humor. Above you see the new OP(that’s opening to non-anime watchers) for this direct to DVD version of the series.
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Marek Berger, whoever you are, I must say that you amused the piss out of me this fine, cold morning. SNOWBLOOD looks to be a 2nd semester film in a study of classical animation. A short bit of goodness that was found after viewing Punkybird use her mad skills drawing up Octopus Pie in super time lapse.
What is SNOWBLOOD? I’d rather let you discover that on your own. Let’s just say there’s something dangerous on those slopes. If you’re not prepared, you could meet a horrible, frosty end.
Also, the hero is totally based on my shredding adventures.* Only I’d look like shit in dreds. Artistic license, you know.
I highly recommend watching this in high quality widescreen over on the You Tube. Its worth the extra click. Yes, one could hack the you tube embed to play high quality but it is late/early. Getting into code, no matter how simple, does not appeal at this hour.
The return of weekly quotes from anyone who wears the mask of sagacity, makes me think, or downright laugh out loud.
From the comments section of Ectomo’s Noise du Jour: “Letter From God To Man†By Dan Le Sac Vs Scroobius Pip:
Wait, hookers have lollipops? This. Changes. Everything. —Jason – Gorilla Sushi
The hookers in question lay below the jump.
As certain areas of finance wait for Daddy to cut a check and save them(and possibly us) from living lives of Common People*, I turn my eyes to that magic box of light and shadow. Dancing, drinking, and screwing are sure to come later. Perhaps only moments after House snarks, bitches, downs a few vicodin and saves another life through sheer orneriness. Until then…
Previously on my TV/DVR:
Heroes, season 3 has a long way to go before I care about it again. They’re well on the way to re-treading the first season which is silly since they already had a first season. Time to move on to the next level, please. Heroes will never be A-List superhero TV fiction for me. I’ve read my fair share of good(Rising Stars, Powers, X-Men, etc etc) and bad(thankfully, I’ve forgotten the names of those books) steps into the superpowers-are-real-and-we-must-find-a-way-to-deal-with-this trope. Heroes will never be as smart as Buffy or Angel. The one thing I could count on Heroes to be was a fun distraction. Lately, it’s managed to be an unfun bitch.
NCIS still finds a way to be a fun, character driven show. It even throws in mini-bits that turn into season long arcs. Then, of course, there’s lovable goth metal forensic scientist Abby Sciuto. Spinning an entire episode around her wouldn’t be a bad idea. (Looking at you CBS.) I didn’t forget about you, Ziva David. We’ll talk more on you later.
Fringe is going in the right direction. Denethor makes my night every time crazy falls out of his mouth. I’d like to get a better idea on the clandestine group running The Pattern. I get there are people out there making a lab experiment of the world, now show me pieces of why they’re doing it.
Knight Rider murdered 44 minutes of my time. It was a vengeful murder, too. I want my fucking time back but I can’t have it as it lays lifeless and cold in Ducky’s morgue. You can bet your ass Knight Rider won’t get a 2nd chance to kill again.
House without Wilson is gonna be tricky. I hope they’re up to it. They get bonus points for having the lovely Felicia Day(she’s answering House questions behind that link BTW) not have cancer this week.
True Blood I liked better when it was called Angel(and before that Forever Knight). I really dig Sookie’s(worst name in TV) telepathic nature and would rather follow that more. The vampire bit has been done to death. Not undeath. Just death. By the by, HBO, next time you set a series in The South, give at least half a thought to having actual southern actors play the leads. You can’t tell me Hollywood isn’t overflowing with actors running from their small backwater towns. Least that way the world gets the authentic southern twang that I hate so much.
No Heroics is airing across the pond. I’ve only seen one episode so far. After that one viewing I’m generating intense like for it. Sure it’s crass. Sure there’s gonna be sex and shooting and the neurotic/psychotic side of “capes” you normally wouldn’t see. Which is the reason I like the thing in the first place. (noted earlier here)
I’ve not made time to watch anything else.
Pushing Daisies starts next week. Never has death made me happier.
Warren Ellis reports seeing the first 3 episodes of a new superhero comedy show called No Heroics. The three and a half minute trailer (seen below) sold me.
This trope has been done with varying degrees of success. For a long while you couldn’t trip over a new comic that didn’t play up the ideas for laughs. I recall two movies via Hollywood that even attempted to pull off the “superheroes are ordinary” angle.
THE SPECIALS, a James Gunn creation that I’ve not had the pleasure of seeing.
MYSTERY MEN fell short in so many areas it can’t really be called good without sneering a little.
On TV we had/have:
The Tick. The animated version was a jewel of win. The live action version, that never got a chance to shine thank you very much Fox, had more than enough laughs inside to satisfy your average fanboy or mainstreamer.
HEROES had a decent stab at being intriguing the first season. After that second season, though, the less said about Heroes the better.
THE MIDDLEMAN does not deal with a world of superheroes but it does include a heavy dose of comic book evil that must be fought. How I kept from geeking-out all over this show on a daily basis is proof of my superhuman ability to horde all the good television and not share them with the world. I keep them in various trees around my backyard. From time to time, I lose track of some shows. They sit buried in cold earth forgotten and alone. Maybe they’ll sprout into marvelous Bushes of Serial TV and my entire complex will gather round them and watch the strange synergy of nature and technology unfold before them.
But that’s a silly idea. I don’t even have a back yard.
NO HEROICS (he says with trepidation) looks like they made all the right moves. You folks in Britain can watch it on ITV2 this Thursday at 10:30 PM. If it turns out to be as good as advertised, you(see british citizens) should watch it on the TV. It’d keep the ratings high and NO HEROICS on the air.
Elsewhere in the world, other means of non-heroic enjoyment will surely be available hours after each show airs.
Am I missing any other shows or movies where Superheroes roam the Earth in mass quantities? Drop a note and let me know.
Any one who knows me, in real life or the Internets, knows that I dig comics. So when the Face Your Manga meme swept through Twitter, Friend Feed, Flickr and other social thingambobs it’s obvious that I’d take to that like a duck stuck in a rip in the fabric of space.
Along comes Stop the Manga wet blanket at the ready. Some people devoted their time to create a manga site that advocates stopping the use of Facing Your Manga. Let your head percolate on that for a second. I mentaly filed the site in my overflowing mental cabinet of sites found on the Internets as Your Mileage May Vary.
Then I noticed they’re collecting strikes against the “Worst Offenders.” Then I see I’ve got 2 against me!
Only 2 measly strikes against me? What the F?
If I’m going to be “reported,” I want all the points. Strikes. Whatever. I’m following the lead of the D-List master‘s and whoring myself unabashedly. Simply put: I must top the list of offenders.
I want to STM to be Scobleized by the weight of Groonkly Strikes. Two piddly offenses? That dog won’t hunt. I’m asking you, people of the Internets to make this happen. Make me offensive.
Go ahead. Report me.
I dare you.
I feel like drowning in a sea of 80s bubble gum sentiments, a malaise of selfish intentions, and great quantities of vodka.
I settled for Real Genius…
..and my last few bottles of Fosters.
I love watching artists work. It’s like quantifiable magic. It’s magic cause drawing is something I just cannot do.
Just learned of Ben Bishop’s first book, Nathan the Caveman, via a short review on Pulp Secret.
Coming in a day late, yet still completely free, is today’s music note: Pearl Jam’s 2008 Bootleg Program. Now Pearl Jam is one of my curious bands from my College Life Mach I. I first heard them while I was attending College A(that’s what we’ll call it in effort for me to remain distanced and objective).
Totally Skippable Flashback Sequence
Growing up in the middle of nowhere has its perks but one of those is not an influx of new music. At home I had the mainstream movies and TV giving me peeks at what I was missing. High School was new music hell. It was a place and time that all anyone breathed, thought and drank was hip hop. To this day, I know I would not be as bored with the genre if I wasn’t near drowned in it for half a decade.
Cut to the early 90s. I hit the college scene. Being surrounded by music, people and ideas that were new and different. It was a bit off-putting at first. That morphed into fucking fantastic pretty damn quick. It was during this time Charles introduced me to Pearl Jam‘s TEN. I knew I would never be the same again. I followed their sound as best I could. ( Remember kids, The Internet wasn’t as user friendly to as it is now.) I shudder to think how things would have turned if I had access to a proper Internets back in those days.
I grabbed up each and every new album. I just wanted that same feeling again. Each one had their moments but none ever lived up to TEN. Even so, I kept and eye on what they were up to. Their failed, yet inspiring, battle with Ticketmaster. Temple of the Dog.
Nowadays it’s their social battles that hold my interest. How they use their fame to affect change or the new ways they aim to get music to their fans. I like how they don’t crap on their fanbase like a lot of the “Big Bands” past and present.
What You Really Want to Know: 2008 Bootleg Programme
I’ve learned, by way of their myspace, Pearl Jam’s expanding on their Bootleg Program. Two weeks after each concert jam, you’ll be able to buy the digital bootlegs in mp3 or, the more awesome(yet space consuming),FLAC formats at a reasonable price.
For those of you who only want PJ streamed through their Intertubes and want nothing to do with this payment business, you can visit Pearl Jam Live.com. They’ve got concerts listed back to 1990. I can’t tell you about their quality because the site does not seem to like Firefox. The third browser crash gave me that clue.
If you must have the physical evidence of you Pearl Jam love in your hands, that can be arranged too. Also, Mobile Bootlegs of 3 stand-out tracks per concert. This is offered through Verizon, of course, because AT&T would never think to jump onto something quite as useful. Complete details for each are provided at Pearl Jam’s MySpace.
Who knew MySpace was still useful much less relevant?
While PJ, on the other hand, remains innovative well into the 21st Century.
Music week staggers forward. The other day BuzzFeed pointed out that Peter Gabriel has become involved with The Filter.
‘What is The Filter?’ you ask.
Well you could risk being bored to death by Gabriel’s Tech Crunch’d explanation on why we need sites like The Filter:
… or I can take a stab at the general tagline. What it aims to do is collect data on your likes and dislikes, be them music or movies or TV shows(currently unavailable), and from this data it offers up new things that might be up your alley.
First off, the navigation is clunky as hell. It feels like I’m in an 80s video rental store trying not to knock down random other merchandise off the shelves as I make my selections. I browse the music section and randomly gave the CHARLIE AND THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY soundtrack a 70% good rating. The Filter, in turn, recommends Ennio Morricone‘s SQUARE DANCE. I’ve never heard of Morricone’s SQUARE DANCE but I know of his work via oh, so many, spaghetti western scores. So on some level I think The Filter is on to something.
But the movies need work. After toggling the necessary genres to get the ball rolling on movie rating I found that ball landed squarely in the 1930s era. There nothing wrong with a good old movie. I’m just not as versed in those flicks as I would be in the last few decades or so. Pinpoint searching and rating to tweak the movie finder didn’t help as most of the movies I liked denied me rating access. So here I am, stuck in the 1930s viewing pleasures.
I understand that The Filter is still in beta and because of this I’ll come back in a month or two to see if they’ve worked out the kinks. Otherwise, I’ll stick to Pandora to recommend my new music. I have hope for The Filter because just a few years ago Pandora was in the same place.
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