November 12, 2004

Whoosh! Did ya see that?

So, still 'mazed to see so many people buzzin' through on a daily basis, lookin' 'round at stuff but not sayin' anythin'. That kinda bugs me, but not sure why. I mean, I like the affirmation of people who think I am brilliant, but likely anyone who could come to that opinion likely don't have enough intelligence to correctly connect to the Internet. Yeah, anyone who thought I was brilliant would be 'mong those people whose idiocy gets passed around in lists of funny stories involvin' customer service. The people who think I am brilliant are the ones who cannot even locate the " . . . for Dummies" books for sale despite the fact they are lookin' right at 'em. And ya might be a redneck . . . yada, yada, yada. Let us all conclude that this gag has gone along long enough for this go 'round. Cherry called it whingin', which I discovered is Kiwi for whinin'. I think they pronounce their gs on the ends of words in New Zealand.

Interestin' tidbit, likely only interestin' to me, but here it is, all the same: On a Google search for Frank J. Glenn Reynolds, my blog comes up as the third return, jes' behind IMAO and Instapundit. O' course, that fame may disappear tomorrow, as ya'll all likely know how fickle Google can be from day to day.

So, to get back on this commentin' matter, I spent quite a bit time earlier commentin' on one of my favorite blogs. Bloggin' in his comments, so to speak. I 'spected his comments were gettin' more traffic than the stuff I was postin', so why not? Right?

Have I mentioned yet that I saw The Incredibles? It was literally incredible. Go see it! Denita made me. Funny thing was that I was 15 minutes late for the movie, but knowin' they show commercials and previews for like ever and ever anymore, I took a chance that I had not missed the start of the actual movie and purchased my ticket. I was right, of course, and I caught the final two or three movie previews, all bein' CG movies. I 'member one is 'bout Chicken Little, 'nother had a bunch of talkin' animals but I don't recall the name, right now, and I am still not quite sure if that thing about the sheep and the jackalope was a movie preview or was jes' somethin' that was supposed to be seen 'fore the movie, like they used to have cartoons before the picture played, back in the ol' days, when Coalie was still a pup. He's been dead for 30 years now, I guess. He lived a good long life, though. That gag itself is likely jes' 'bout as ol' as Coalie, too. I ferget who it was that I got that from, some guy I served with in the Army, but I can't picture him or 'member from what part of these United States he came. I figger, though, it musta been West Virginia or somewhere else near the coal mines, 'cause who in the heck would name a dog Coalie, anyway? So, anyway, to get back to the deal with the emergence of so many CG generated movies comin' 'round here lately is of no surprise to me. I predicted right after seein' Toy Story that it would not be too far into the future before almost all movies were created completely artificially. I am still awaitin' a future movie starin' Humphrey Bogart, John Wayne, Spencer Tracy, and the like bein' totally created on computers.

My navel was very active in the creation of tonight's report, and admittedly is responsible for much of the content choices. I jes' wanted the responsibility for this fiasco to fall 'zactly where it belongs. End of report.

Posted by Tiger at November 12, 2004 10:41 PM
Comments

The sheep and jackalope short was a typical Pixar thing. They always show a little short before the movie. I think it's tradition. :-)

I'm glad you liked the movie! Could you pick out all the little homages they made to other action movies? I caught tips of the hat to James Bond, Star Wars, and various comic heroes. And the emotion in the voice-acting was so spot on, I caught myself getting a touch choked up in places.

The characters are utterly loveable. Well, except for Buddy, of course... And *shudder* they did waaaaaaay too good a job on Buddy's freaky-bulge-in-the-uniform-thing. Ick. ;-)

--TwoDragons

Posted by: Denita TwoDragons at November 12, 2004 11:48 PM

As I wizz through your blog, I thought I would just throw a comment out of the window. I hope there are no fines for littering your blog with comments :-)

How did Denita make you go? Did she chain you to the movie seat?

I have found that the best way to go see those movies is to offer to take someone elses' kid. Sometimes they will even pay for your movie ticket just to get rid of the tyke for the day. You may of course have to chain them to the seat...

Posted by: Ozguru at November 13, 2004 06:17 AM

Ah, the joyful voices of the choir sound lovely this fine Saturday mornin'.

Denita: I guess I was doin a different analysis as I watch, bein' plagued by the genetical combination of DNA 'tween Bob and Helen producin' Violet, Dash, and Jack Jack, who possessed superpowers dissimlar to those of their parents. Ya would think the laws of genetics would have dictated a different superpower distribution more in line with the parental capabilities. Bulge? I completely missed that, so tell me, where is your mind, woman? ;)

OzGuru: Click the link! ;) The suggestion is very valid and I have often followed that scenario. At my age, one would normally 'spect to have a slew of grandkids readily awaitin' grandpa and his pockets full of jinglin' coins. However, reality still dictates that I am nine months and a good date away from producing my own first child.

Posted by: Tig at November 13, 2004 09:49 AM

Maybe it isn't the particular superhero powers that are genetically based, but the fact that someone has the POTENTIAL for them, eh? Otherwise it might be tied to their personality. ;-)

My big question was, was Violet a fluke? She looks NOTHING like her father OR her mother. Maybe Elastigirl has a lusty little skeleton in her closet--and the Milkman has a secret identity... How scandalous! *ROFL!*

I never felt like I had to have a kid along to attend a kids' movie, myself. If I like it, I'll go and watch it. I'm such a kid at heart anyways, I'll enjoy it whether I've got young company with me or not! :-)

--TwoDragons

Posted by: Denita TwoDragons at November 13, 2004 08:34 PM

The upcoming Fantastic Four film (due in July) says it up front: the powers you get are based on the person you are.

And yesterday's 3 pm showing of The Incredibles at the Harkins in Bricktown brought in 75 percent families with kids and 25 percent drooling geekboys (such as, well, moi).

Posted by: CGHill at November 14, 2004 09:24 AM

Yes, it was a bit strange how those cosmic rays effected ever'one differently so that Reed turned stretchy, Sue could turn invisible and produce force fields, that Johnny would be able to turn himself into fire and control it, and that Ben Grimm was merely turned into a large pile of moving orange rocks. Still, Alice loved him. Although the plight of Peter Parker will always be my favorite among comic character, F4 falls closely behind. Stan Lee is still the MAN! By the way, I still have my bootleg copy of the Roger Corman low-budget movie The Fantastic Four in my collection. I actually thought it was not all that bad and kept really close to the original story about the origins of F4. I will likely be in line somewhere to see the new movie in July! Flame on.

I suppose, however, now, if we take that same scenario and apply it to The Incredibles, I suppose we could infer that the parents only passed along the essense of superpowers, but the individuality of the person controls what powers they have. So, whereas Reed Richards was always tryin' to stretch himself in too many directions in real life, Sue Richards always tryin' to hide and stay out of his limelight, Johnny bein' hot headed and wanted to be the center of attention, and rock steady friend Ben Grimm who was always nearby to handle the heavy physical stuff, and each found themselves gainin' powers that suited their personalities, we can see that Bob was big and strong and ready to carry the weight of the world on his shoulders and Helen was the one who stretched herself in too many directions tryin' to do ever'thin' herself produced Violet, who was really Shrinkin' Violet, always tryin' to hide herself from view developed powers that echoed her psyche, produced Dash, the whiz kid who was always eager to show off, and, as it turned out, Jack Jack who is a real hot head.

Yeah, I always kinda saw myself as Green Lantern. I have good heart, and I usually can think of somethin' to do to help out in a situation, I jes' usually lack the means of gettin' the necessary equipment to do so. Havin' that ring would be ideal, in my situation.

Oh Denita! Violet looked jes' like Helen, 'cept right 'round the eyes where she looked like me. ;)

Posted by: Tig at November 14, 2004 10:11 AM

Eek--I just had this mental image of you and Helen Parr gettin' jiggy together. Must scrub mind's eye out with Chlorox and Oxy-Clean now...

--TwoDragons

Posted by: Denita TwoDragons at November 14, 2004 11:25 AM

So, did it appear as if we were havin' fun together? Seriously, you might need to readjust the controls on your mind's eye. I 'spect you were to only one who took notice of the Buddy bulge!

Posted by: Tig at November 14, 2004 07:16 PM

Damn, I'm going to have to get my mind out of the gutter SOMEDAY, aren't I...? *sigh* ;-)

--TwoDragons

Posted by: Denita TwoDragons at November 15, 2004 09:33 AM