Ah, my favorite holiday draws closer and closer. While I still haven’t solidified my Halloween plans, you can be sure that they will involve at least one of the following locations…
As I’ve said before, this time of year is my favorite. I love the weather, I love the sights, I love the smells, I love the spooky tales, and I love the creepy cocktails… And so, your friendly neighborhood Geek thought he would share the love, (and, he’s again to busy to write a real article, and he is strangly speaking in the third person).
Ask anyone who got the most tail on Star Trek and everyone will answer Captain James Tiberius Kirk. Okay, maybe a couple will name Spock, but that isn’t true and those people are confusing actual boot-knocking with their own lust. However, I, your friendly neighborhood Geek, is going to school you who the real Mack daddy of the Starship Enterprise was… The one, the only…
Dr. Leonard H. McCoy.
I know that when you peel all the layers away Christopher Reeve was simply a man who played a role. However, to me and so many people of my generation, he WAS the Last Son of Krypton. His refusal to give up in the face of his paralysis and his desire to help others overcome their injuries showed that there was a piece of the Man of Steel within him.
He will be missed in more ways then my adult mind can understand, but all too vivid with the child that still resides within.
Rest Christopher Reeve, you have more then earned it.
Last night I caught a screening of Saw at the Fox Tower. I always have mixed feelings when I go to these screenings. As a big movie Geek, I am thrilled to be catching a movie early (and let’s be honest, free), but the majority of the people that attend such things are…are…about as intelligent as a rusted Ford F-150 full of drunken monkeys, and just as loud. It’s something you just have to learn to live with though.
The film opens very strong. The audience is thrust right into the terror. Two men trapped in a room with no visible avenue of escape. No knowledge of each other. A dead man lying in the middle of the room. Finally, a message: The key to escape lies in the death of the man across the room from you. That’s the simple premise of Saw, a serial killer who does not actually kill. Instead, he kidnaps people that are not grateful for their lives, and forces them to perform terrible deeds in order to survive. As gruesome as this may sound, I found myself strangely understanding of the premise. This wasn’t something I could ever support, but I “got it”.