The Hulk was a waste of my time. Not a complete waste, my husband and I did spend time together and we did make Shrek, Labyrinth, and cheesey hulk (the comic book, which in my opinion, originally, wasn't all that intriguing to begin with, but I am sure with new writers and how technology is advancing art wise there has to be a good run or two out there somewhere.) jokes, but the movie isn't really anything beyond that. I may have liked League of Extraordinary Gentleman better, but that movie was a pile of dog doo-doo, too. Character development? We don't need no stinkin' character development. We have Tom Sawyer. What?! I have read the first few issues of that comic (League) and it is quite cool. Unlike the movie which is quite not. Along the comic-book-to-movie note I watched Blade 2 (electric boogaloo) last night as well and I have to say that was actually good. Now, I haven't read the comics (I am thinly read in the comic department, but can hold my own I think) but i enjoyed the movie. The first movie was well done, too. The second had more action, nicer plot, cooler gadgets and, well, more action. The guy who directed it, his first name escapes me but his last name is Del Toro, also directed Hell Boy which looks quite cool as well. It is very awesome to see Ron Perlman in a starring role. He is not recognized like I think he should be. Ever see City of Lost Children? Yeah. He is a cool guy in my opinion.
I was reading Premier magazine while being bored at work and saw an article on a documentary I would like to see. I thought it was new, but acording to the Internet Movie Database it was made last year. It is called Bukowski: Born into This. It is a documentary about Charles Bukowski and how he was a multi-faceted man. People often have the misconception that he was a hard ass guy. Drunk, high, and generally messed up, but the documentary sheds a little more light into his life and shows us that, yes, he was those things, but so much more.
Since I was a very small child I have always been fascinated with how other people live. For example: When driving at night, I have a compulsion to look into peoples' lit living room windows to see what they are watching on television, or if that have any pictures on the walls, or if they are sitting at their computers. Just general information one can get while passing in a car down a residentail drive. The yellow light in the window always gave me a warm feeling, like home. I wonder about the places that have bare walls. No memories. For instance, in our place there are many different things on the walls and on display. Collages I made my husband, pictures of Eddie Izzard in drag, a wall full of posters from various movies (Lord of the Rings, One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, Requiem for a Dream, X-Men, Nosferatu, Dogma, Mallrats, Clerks, Matrix, Trainspotting...) comic books and comic promo posters(Wolverine: Orgin, Hulk, Spiderman, Cat Woman...) video game and band posters (Sonic the Hedghog, Lunar, NIN, Alice in Chains, Jerry Cantrell) not to mention momentos from shows Joel has done (Grease, A Chorusline...) and pictures of my family and friends are scattered around the room. All of these things plus more define who we are. Our walls and our room are expressions of ourselves. I think it creates a healthy environment. What would someone see if they passed our window? (which is an improbability unless their names happen to be Harry Potter, Hermione Granger or one of the Weasleys on their brooms since we are on the second floor) The would see poster wall paper and video games and movies on our tele. They would see two very content people.
I am not by any means stating that in order for one to have a stable environment you have to cover your walls in stuff, I am just saying surround yourself with things that make you happy, things that make you warm. Nothing will come out of surrounding yourself with darkness; sad, depressing songs, and bad poetry other than utter misery and your head in the oven.