Soon to be a New Yorker...

With only a week or so before I move out of the greatest state in the world, I still have some things to complain about that pertain to absolutely nothing. First off is something I noticed last week when I was watching tv. Not so much tv, though television definitely applies, but movies need to stop making sequels. While flipping through the menu I noticed an abundance of sequels all on at the same time and none of them could possibly be any good. Speed 2, Men in Black II, Teen Wolf Too, World's Scariest Police Chases: 2 and Cheetah Girls 2. Seriously? I mean...seriously. Come on. Everyone knows that Speed 2 might be the worst movie ever, but why on earth did they make another teen wolf. Really, the story of a teen who turns into a warewolf while playing on a team sport wasn't sufficient enough to be summed up in one movie. Did they really need to make the original teen's cousin play the exact same role. How can it be the movies are so ridiculously unoriginal. I watch Entourage and I know there are a ton of good ideas floating around that people need to make. As much as I love bad movies, they need to start making some original bad movies. For example, I loved "The Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift," more than anyone really should, but I can't help but feel like they should have taken that money and spent it on something that no one has ever seen the likes of before. They make movies to make sequels and it is starting to get old. Anyways, my point is that the only one that seemed mildly cool to watch was the police one but I got so mad at life that I just turned the tv off.

Last week was another one of those weeks where all I did was move furniture around and get really angry about it. It was pretty sweet. Anyways there's this guy who was working for us for the week named John. He was a little bit older maybe in his 40's or so and was very quiet and always workied his ass off doing the worst jobs ever and not complaining once. If it were me I would have been bitching up and down (actually we were doing the same jobs and I was in fact complaining.) Anyways all week John didn't say much and was always ready to tackle the most unbearable jobs without a complaint. John was helpng me and some other guys out one day when we had to get rid of a lot of old furniture. We had all this crappy bedroom furniture that we needed to take from the third floor down to the dumpster. I decided the quickest way to do that would be to toss everything off of the balcony and watch it fly 30 feet down and break into a zillion pieces. Now I figured John would have had some wisdomagainst said act seeing how he was much older, however, the one thing I learned last week is that no matter how old you are, guys love to break shit. I have never seen someone get so much pleasure out of breaking old dressers and desks and I have been doing it for a couple years now. After about two dressers or so he turned to me and said "This is the most fun I have ever had on changeover." Anyways it's good to know that 20 years from now, not only will I still enjoy breaking things like a little boy, but I will enjoy it much more than I could ever imagine.

***UPDATE***

As I am now in the midst of moving and currently without cable or wireless, there has only been intermittent internet connectivity. Earlier I had stated that they don't make any original movies and everything is a sad prequel to a certain god-awful sequel which I will undoubtedly stand in line for opening night with pathetic anxiousness. Anyways, I take it all back. It;s not that they don't make those movies, it's just that here in mid-Michigan we only get hollywood movies like "Tokyo Drift." Well I just came back from "The Illusionist," starring Edward Norton (my boy) and Paul Giamatti (also my boy). The movie was awesome. It was the most original movie I had seen in a long time. The story line was original, the lighting, the film stock, everything about the movie was original. Obviously one could argue that if you boil the plot down it's not very original but you could say that about anything ever made. Anyways, it renewed my faith in movies, and also got me even more excited about moving to a city where these movies open and are showed as many times as summer blockbusters.

Here's what was said about The Illusionist:

[Gene Seymour in Newsday: "There's something mildly intimidating about the craftsmanship put into The Illusionist. Each groove in the story is so finely curved, each scene so immaculately rendered and polished within an inch of its life that you almost forget that magic is consequential to the storytelling. But the high gloss doesn't intrude on the narrative cunning -- or, for that matter, the foxy grandeur of the performances." Lou Lumenick in the New York Post: "This is the kind of thoughtful, poetic, lush and old-fashioned (in the best sense of the word) film that rarely gets made anymore -- one that immerses us in a bygone world for a couple of hours."]

Anyways, this will be my second to last blog here in Michigan. I'll blog again early next week and pay a fond farewell to Mi. As always, get your feet off the ground and reach for the stars. Go big or go home. Pain heals, chicks dig scars and glory lasts forever. Carpe diem bitches.

i'm out

-M, p & z

oh ps - Danity Kane's cd is awesome. If you aren't a snob and enjoy mindless pop that makes you wanna dance courtesy of my boy Diddy, pick it up. It's definitely worth burning off someone to listen to before you go out. Also the new Christina cd is very good, that girl can sing.