You know the saying 'if something seems to good to be true it usually is', right?
Well, it turns out I believe that crap. Ever since I bought tickets to the sneak premiere of The Darks Knight last week I’ve been walking on eggshells, expecting something terrible to happen to me. It’s just a little too good to be true, you know? Not only did I manage to get tickets for Thursday (the “real” Swedish premiere is on Friday) but we - me, the sidekick and our mothers, lol (Don’t tell them, but we just needed someone to drive us really;) - got really good seats, right in the middle. I’ve cooled down a little bit, but before I actually have the tickets in my hand I won’t be able to relax.
We’ve been saying for over a year that we were gonna get premiere-tickets for this baby, and we did. Hell yeah, this is so unbelievably fucking wonderful!!
Am I really ready for all the greatness? And what the hell is there to long for after this? Maybe I'll be an empty shell.. (Can't wait to find out tomorrow!!)
By the way, of all the nights in the week my boss could have chosen he pleaded and begged us to work late tomorrow. Sorry, don't think so, buddy.
Let’s start off with a fantastic Dark Knight trailer spoof..
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Oh Robert, I love you..
Here is a great little video of what else is going on (and to learn what the hell I'm talking about if you don't know who the wm3 are)..
Sounds so good and positive and all (and it's especially beautiful to see that the victims parents are seeing the light, even if I understand why they didn't before.) But why can't I shake the feeling it's all gonna turn to shit and they won't get out?
There just is no justice in the fucking justice systems. Anywhere.
Anyway... I just donated some money to the cause by buying a shirt (It's nice to have money!). Next donation I'll make will be to Apnea and Lithium for their trials. I've ment to do that for a while, I'm just waiting for a cool poster, buttons or whatever so I have something to show for my generosity;)
I love seeing small films nobody knows exist and I hardly know anything about. Those movies you only hear about just because of an actor you like are in it or it’s an early work from some director or screenwriter you find interesting. Many of them are pointless and/or really bad, but the chase is great and sometimes you can find the greatest pieces of gold (which you’ll later force on your friends and hope they’ll understand.)
The biggest problems with this kind of love? Well, for starters small films often cost a whole lot more that the average movie and you’ll have to spend a small fortune just to get them shipped home from wherever you can find them. That have seldom stopped me though.. It’s not like I have better things to spend my money on.
Another big problem is if you want to get hold of a film that a) came before the dvd-era and haven’t been released other than on VHS or whatever, or b) haven’t got any distribution behind it yet. When it comes to indie-flicks that shit can take years and there is always a risk it won’t see the light of day in ages - or ever.
It’s point b that brings me to todays subject; What we do is secret.
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After waking up today I was pretty damn confused thinking about what had been going on in my dreamworld during the night. I mean, of all the people in the world to have a sex/relationship-dream about you wouldn’t expect Kal Penn to show up as a loveinterest in one of them!
It was a pretty long and detailed dream. In fact a pretty good story, as far as I remember, but yeah.. confusing. I get where all the busses came from, and after yesterdays discussions with the sidekick, Torbjörn end Henrik I get the scarfs, but seriously.. Kal Penn!!?? I don’t think he’s ugly or anything - guess he’s kinda cute in his way (especially with that scarf he was wearing..) - but I wouldn’t even have registered his existence before if it wasn’t for his part on House, and that isn’t really a character I have much to say about. Bet I’ll be more attentive from now on though!
As a weird little coincidence I just noticed Harold & Kumar Go to White Castle is on tv tonight. I’ve never seen it. Maybe I should tune in and watch.. ;)
Major lack of updates here lately. Not that I didn’t have anything to post (like, whining about how nauseating and incredible ugly Speed Racer looks and stuff about a whole new amazing Dark Knight-campaign thingy for example) but I’ve been too busy and/or tired.
Some stuff are necessary to finally get around to though. Like Dark Knight-posters and the new trailer. After a couple of days with a crappy youtube-version the HQ one is finally here! (this way, if you’ve missed it) There is also a funny Jokerized version, lol
Continue reading A gift that just keeps on giving
The seventh season of The Ultimate Fighter finally started yesterday. I’ve been waiting for this since December, when I first heard that my boi was gonna be one of the coaches. A dose of Forrest Griffin every week makes life a hell of a lot funnier!
The other team’s coach is Quinton ‘Rampage’ Jackson, which means he and Forrest are gonna fight in the UFC in a couple of months, when the show’s over (dun dun duh!). They seem to get along fine. I like Jackson, he’s a cool cat, (Not one of those ‘i-think-i-deserve-respect-even-if-i'm-a-fucking-ass’ kind of fighters;) but damn, the thought of that title-match scares the shit out of me! I’m already nervous, lol.
There have been some changes for this season. Instead of 16 guys just showing up and fight their way through the competition 32 guys have to actually fight their way to even get on the competition! Good way to break free from all those “maybe-i-didn-t-want-this-so-much-after-all” kids. But, since there are so many fights it takes two episodes to even have the final 16, so the teams haven’t been chosen yet. I hope Forrest gets the most entertaining and likable team-members, but as long as he’s a good coach to them and they don’t complain it’s all good..
A little bit of Forrest love on youtube xD
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