Really, Steve. Really?
ALIENS was the BEST idea you could think up for Mr. Jones?!
I swear, of all the boring myths that have been over-explored. I have no idea how Steve (who is clearly a close, personal friend of mine) would decide on the one that early man was too dumb to build civilization or discover farming without extraterrestrials. It's asinine. It's uninspiring. It's so hokey that even Harrison Ford can't pull it off.
I would have taken Indiana Jones and the Sasquatch Skeleton over the Crystal Skull.
The original three movies are hokey, don't get me wrong. But they, like the original Star Wars trilogy (don't get me started on George Lucas) vs. the new Star Wars movies, had a charm and "newness" about them that the Indy and the Dull Skull lacks. The never-ending car chase through the ridiculously CGI'ed jungle just made me yawn and look around the theater. Surviving a NUCLEAR BLAST in a fridge is so ludicrous that I couldn't help but shake my head. The chase/escape-the-giant-rolling-object scenes seemed designed more to create a Disney ride from than to entertain the audience. And Shia LeDumb dressed up as Brando, ugh.
Now, I know that you have to suspend disbelief to enjoy the world that Indiana Jones inhabits, but come on. It's almost a shame to make the atomic bomb reference when all I could think about was the actual survivor footage from Hiroshima or the documentary about the original scientists/soldiers on the project who all died from radiation poisoning (from exposure from miles away). Even in Temple of Doom (the worst of the original three, in my opinion) where Indiana and the annoying blond woman plummet from the SKY on an escape raft is more plausible (thanks in part to Mythbusters).
In the end, the outcome of the search is what is so disappointing. Not only is it a fallback to a poorly made Lifetime Original Movie where the long suffering woman finally married the man who always loved her (but actually disappeared for 18 years after leaving her right before the wedding… not that THAT matters when it comes to true love). It's also a horrible story. ALIENS?! ALIENS?! I just wanted to yell that the entire time the stupid crystal extraterrestrials were fusing together to TAKE OFF IN A SPACESHIP!
Come on George, give it up. You're just slowly killing formerly wonderful franchises, one poorly-executed, overly CGI'd sequel at a time.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
Taking a break
I finally decided that I need some space, some time apart, if you will. As anyone who has read any of my blog will know, I've had a lot of issues maintaining the integrity of my current relationship. I, for lack of a better term, have had a wandering eye. And it's truly not because I didn't/don't love the boyfriend, it's that it wasn't a good fit for me.
I've thought about it a lot, and I believe it comes down to a couple issues. 1) Too committed, too quickly 2) personality differences 3) my general difficulty in being devoted
On the first, we basically went from dating to seeing each other every single day and almost living together. There were WEEKS at a time when he never saw his own apartment other than to stop by on a lunch break to pick up mail or a movie. I have always been a commitment-phobic lady, and I believe now that subconsciously this was wearing on me. It was like getting into a super serious relationship overnight. The issue is that I didn't set boundaries up front. I mean, at the beginning, of course I wanted to see him all the time, but that isn't good because then, months later, when I needed space, he felt hurt by it. And so of course, we'd end up hanging out, and then the cycle of my feeling a little trapped or too involved continued. This break-up probably wouldn't have been necessary if we had kept our lives more separate from the get-go.
On the second, I am very motivated and passionate. He is not-so-much. I like going out and he is a homebody. I think I could have made the heavy commitment work if he was more like me. I mean, since I broke it off, I have been to an art exhibit opening, a bar I've been meaning to go to since last summer, 80s dance party-themed charity event, 15 mile bike ride, etc. It's like he's not motivated to go make things happen, so I don't actually end up doing things either. It's not healthy for me.
On the third, I do admit that it's hard for me to be focused on one person. In all my relationships, save one, I've had a tough time remaining 100% faithful to the person I was dating. That one relationship was the only one where I was so in love with the person that I couldn't have imagined wanting to be with anyone else. All my others were just not quite compelling enough. I think that I need to wait on committing from now on, so that this doesn't keep happening to me. It's not fair to the guys I date, and it's just not a good, ethical practice.
So, there you have it, I suppose. And I'll see where things go from here...
I've thought about it a lot, and I believe it comes down to a couple issues. 1) Too committed, too quickly 2) personality differences 3) my general difficulty in being devoted
On the first, we basically went from dating to seeing each other every single day and almost living together. There were WEEKS at a time when he never saw his own apartment other than to stop by on a lunch break to pick up mail or a movie. I have always been a commitment-phobic lady, and I believe now that subconsciously this was wearing on me. It was like getting into a super serious relationship overnight. The issue is that I didn't set boundaries up front. I mean, at the beginning, of course I wanted to see him all the time, but that isn't good because then, months later, when I needed space, he felt hurt by it. And so of course, we'd end up hanging out, and then the cycle of my feeling a little trapped or too involved continued. This break-up probably wouldn't have been necessary if we had kept our lives more separate from the get-go.
On the second, I am very motivated and passionate. He is not-so-much. I like going out and he is a homebody. I think I could have made the heavy commitment work if he was more like me. I mean, since I broke it off, I have been to an art exhibit opening, a bar I've been meaning to go to since last summer, 80s dance party-themed charity event, 15 mile bike ride, etc. It's like he's not motivated to go make things happen, so I don't actually end up doing things either. It's not healthy for me.
On the third, I do admit that it's hard for me to be focused on one person. In all my relationships, save one, I've had a tough time remaining 100% faithful to the person I was dating. That one relationship was the only one where I was so in love with the person that I couldn't have imagined wanting to be with anyone else. All my others were just not quite compelling enough. I think that I need to wait on committing from now on, so that this doesn't keep happening to me. It's not fair to the guys I date, and it's just not a good, ethical practice.
So, there you have it, I suppose. And I'll see where things go from here...
Monday, May 5, 2008
The end of the affair
It was weird to see you yesterday. Partly good, partly butterflies-in-my-stomach. I didn’t know how to feel/respond when you told me about you two moving in together. Of course, as I’m sure I will always feel, it makes me a little uneasy thinking of you with another woman. I’m sure I’ll always dislike thinking about you with someone else, and I can guess that you don’t particularly like to think of me with another man.
When you asked me if I was capable of having an affair that would lead nowhere (as that’s what I believe you meant by “emotionless”), I wasn’t sure what my answer was. Have I ever had a true affair? No. Am I personally CAPABLE of it? Yes.
I realized, though, that I could only have an affair with a man who didn’t make me feel like the second choice. With you, I will always feel like I’m the runner up, the one that is great in bed, and yet not quite worth it. I don’t know how to explain it. I know this and I realize that a year ago, two years ago, I would have said yes anyway. I would have been inspired by the passion, the excitement.
Yet, now, I see this for what it is, second best. It’s a shabby lie of a life, and I don’t believe want to experience it with you. It’s wrong to do to both of them, no matter how passionate we are together and how that passion doesn’t quite come out when we are with them.
You know what I think? I value YOU too much to have an affair with you. It’s not going to end well, and it’s actually insulting to everything we ever had together. You and I were passionate. Sure, we fought, we argued, we made each other miserable. But we were honest. And the passionate side of our relationship was amazing. I really never could have cheated on you and I don’t want to throw all of our history away on a physical affair. I don’t want to know that all our experiences together come down only to sex. It makes everything we had, everything you made me feel, seem worthless. It invalidates 3 years of my personal life. I realized that I always want our interactions to be meaningful, inspiring, and cheating is none of those things.
So, that is why I’m not interested. Because I care too much about what we’ve had and recognize its value. And that’s the difference, because to you, I’ll always be second best.
When you asked me if I was capable of having an affair that would lead nowhere (as that’s what I believe you meant by “emotionless”), I wasn’t sure what my answer was. Have I ever had a true affair? No. Am I personally CAPABLE of it? Yes.
I realized, though, that I could only have an affair with a man who didn’t make me feel like the second choice. With you, I will always feel like I’m the runner up, the one that is great in bed, and yet not quite worth it. I don’t know how to explain it. I know this and I realize that a year ago, two years ago, I would have said yes anyway. I would have been inspired by the passion, the excitement.
Yet, now, I see this for what it is, second best. It’s a shabby lie of a life, and I don’t believe want to experience it with you. It’s wrong to do to both of them, no matter how passionate we are together and how that passion doesn’t quite come out when we are with them.
You know what I think? I value YOU too much to have an affair with you. It’s not going to end well, and it’s actually insulting to everything we ever had together. You and I were passionate. Sure, we fought, we argued, we made each other miserable. But we were honest. And the passionate side of our relationship was amazing. I really never could have cheated on you and I don’t want to throw all of our history away on a physical affair. I don’t want to know that all our experiences together come down only to sex. It makes everything we had, everything you made me feel, seem worthless. It invalidates 3 years of my personal life. I realized that I always want our interactions to be meaningful, inspiring, and cheating is none of those things.
So, that is why I’m not interested. Because I care too much about what we’ve had and recognize its value. And that’s the difference, because to you, I’ll always be second best.
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