Instead of a longer post today, I’ll fire off a few miscellaneous items for your reading enjoyment.
I really enjoy Penny Arcade’s occasional “Cardboard Tube Samurai” comic strips. I think the most recent two part strip is especially good. Great stuff. (And as an unrelated side note, “occasional” is one of those words that I spell incorrectly every single time I use it.)
Michele and I saw The Village last night. I won’t spoil anything, except to say that I was mildly disappointed. It had some wonderful characters, interesting ideas, and a few moments of brilliance, but overall it just didn’t seem to come together quite as well as it should’ve. I left the theater thinking it would’ve made a really good short story, but not such a great movie. That said, I did enjoy it, and I’d recommend going to see it–it’s just not as good as it could’ve been. I have some more specific comments about it, but I’ll wait a bit until a few more of you have seen it before doing so, as it’s difficult to discuss the movie’s merits and flaws without spoiling some of the surprises.
Speaking of movies–every now and then, against my better judgment, I get excited about movies that I know are going to be horrible. Such is the case with Alien vs. Predator, which I’ve been reading about this morning. The odds of this being a good, or even halfway-decent, movie are astronomically low (Alien Resurrection, anyone?). But there’s just something about those aliens that keeps me coming back for more, despite the fact that the franchise is quite thoroughly past its prime. Go figure.
On to another, semi-related topic: Doom 3 is coming out soon, and I’m quite excited about it. I was even more excited this week to learn that it might even run on my computer. Genuinely scary computer games are few and far between (System Shock 2 and Undying being the two most frightening games I’ve played); it looks like Doom 3 might be a contender. We shall see.
I’ll close this post with a question: is there any pagan deity in the ancient world that even comes close to the coolness of Horus? I didn’t think so.
Revenge of the Cloned Phantom
You have probably heard by now that Episode III has received an official title: Revenge of the Sith. It is customary for Star Wars fans (and non-fans) to descend like jackals upon Lucas’ movie titles, arguing about their merits (or lack thereof). In keeping with that spirit, I’ll offer a few thoughts on the new title. In short, I like it quite a bit. It’s the best and most fitting of the prequel titles, in my opinion.
I have been somewhat ambivalent about the titles of Episodes I and II. The Phantom Menace doesn’t work terribly well for me as a title. While it is somewhat relevant to the movie, the plot arc to which it refers (Darth Sidious’ secretive scheming) is really just a sideshow compared to the movie’s main function, which is to introduce a cast of new heroes and show off their, well, heroism. Calling attention to this sideplot when the real meat of the film lies elsewhere seems… disproportionate, if that makes sense. Granted, A New Hope is even more vague, but that movie at least had another catchy title by which it could be known: Star Wars.
Attack of the Clones as a title is equal parts good and bad. It’s good in that it perfectly fits the pulpy space-opera feel that the movie is aiming for. (Claims that it’s cheesy or stupid-sounding miss the point; it’s an excellent fit for its genre.) On the bad side, I think it’s somewhat misleading. For one, it sort of implies (to me, at least) that the Clones are bad guys who will be attacking (possibly surprise-attacking) the Good Guys, when in fact this is not the case. That is a bit of meta-analysis on my part, but I can’t shake the feeling that a more accurate (though far less entertaining) title would have been Attack of the Separatist Union or Attack of the Rebel Scum. And “attack” sounds a little… aggressive, given that in the film, the Clone Army is really just reacting to Separatist acts of war. Technically, they are attacking, but the title implies to me that the Clones would be launching some sort of massive invasion, not reacting to acts of aggression initiated by somebody else. Maybe it should have been Episode II: Aggressive Response of the Clones?
Which brings us to Revenge of the Sith… which I like. Firstly, as Ron noted in a recent conversation, the word “Sith” is really cool. Secondly, it’s a perfect counterbalance to Return of the Jedi (doubly so given that Episode VI was originally titled Revenge of the Jedi). Both Star Wars trilogies track the rise to prominence of a Force philosophy and end with one faction overthrowing the System and returning to power. The difference lies in the nature of this takeover: for the Sith, revenge is their motive; their assumption of power is almost an act of spite directed at their long-hated Jedi enemies. For the Jedi, their assumption of power is a simple returning to their rightful place; revenge and hate have no place in it, as is demonstrated in Luke’s confrontation with the Emperor. Revenge of the Sith… Return of the Jedi. I like it.
What do you think?
Natural order is restored
Well, as most of you know, Michele has returned safely from the sordid depths of Late Bronze Age archaeology fieldwork. (She will hopefully have an official report for us at her blog sometime in the near future.) Once we get the photos from the dig developed, I’ll see if I can persuade her to put some of them online for your perusal.
update: Wow, that was fast–she just posted about the dig.
I got your pop-up right here
I interrupt your afternoon work routine for a brief rant about pop-up ads.
I use the exquisite Firefox as my web browser of choice. Among its many virtues is the fact that it blocks pop-up ads by default; you can allow a specific site to display pop-ups, but only by deliberately adding that site to your “Allow Pop-ups from…” list.
So anyway, today I encountered a pop-up ad for the second time in about a week. When this first happened, I was momentarily confused, as I haven’t seen a pop-up in quite a while (what with the pop-up blocking) and had forgotten how annoying they are. Then it occurred to me to wonder how this pop-up was displaying in Firefox when I most certainly had not added it to my pop-up whitelist. Sure enough–checking my settings, somehow the site had been added to my “Allow pop-ups” list.
The first time it happened, I figured it was a weird fluke, or that I must have accidentally hit a button or keyboard combination that disabled the pop-up blocker. But I now think I was being foolishly naive; there are actually people out there intent on evading pop-up blockers.
This fills me with rage for a number of different reasons. For one, the idea that somebody is actually changing the privacy settings of my web browser without my knowledge makes me wonder how the marketer responsible for this will avoid an eternity in Hell. Secondly, think about the advertising strategy behind this. Potential customers indicate that they do not want to receive pop-up ads, and will even go to the effort of installing a new web browser or pop-up blocker to escape them. Advertisers respond by… investing time and money in violating said potential customers’ privacy and bypassing their stated preference.
Talk about contempt for their customers. Does anyone think that being ambushed by a pop-up like this makes somebody more likely to become a customer? To go for a real-world analogy, this is like a salesman wrapping his advertisement around a brick and chucking it through your back window because you put a “no solicitors” sign on your front door.
Sometimes I hate the Internet so very, very much.
Supervillainy
Read between the lines of this story. If that’s not a perfect setup for the creation of a supervillain (mad scientist flouts safety in his ambition for fame, something goes Horribly Wrong!), I don’t know what is. We’ve got an “accident” with a laser, the disappearance of classified nuclear materials, and a frantic shutdown of the facility.
I’m just saying, when Dr. Nucleo makes national news next week demanding ransom money or he’ll destroy California with his Class 4 Laser, you heard it here first.
Intersect this
My fellow Grand Rapids residents, if you’re like me, you have often wondered if it is possible to design a worse and more dangerous intersection than that at the 96/196/Beltline. Yes, I’m referring to the Intersection of Certain Death, where cars traveling at 70+ mph are given approximately four seconds to swerve across multiple lanes of traffic filled with other cars traveling at 70+ mph. I have in the past suggested that condemned criminals ought to be sent through this intersection; if they make it through alive, they would be released on the grounds that God had spared their lives.
But I’m an optimist; I like to think that things can always be improved. And so I’ve come up with a plan for making that intersection even more dangerous. Granted, I had to draw upon the animal kingdom for help, but I think the city of Grand Rapids should get right on with implementing my new and improved 96/196/Beltline intersection:
What do you think? I realize that the current intersection layout is a pretty tough act to beat, as far as killing the most number of commuters goes. But I think my design deserves a chance to prove itself.
update: Ed has been sending me some major linkage lately. Thanks! You should pay his blog a visit.
Home soon
Michele returns in just a week and a half! I’m counting down the days. It feels like it’s been forever since she left. The thing is, I know that our two-month separation pales in comparison to what some of our friends have undergone–we know numerous couples who spent a school semester or even a full year away from each other. I don’t know how they managed!
Being separated is a bit different than what I expected. I expected that it would be hardest during the first few weeks, but that we’d sort of adjust and get used to it after that. I’m actually finding that it is working the other way around–I think the duration of her trip didn’t really sink in until the third and fourth weeks. Ah well, just another week or two of patience and all will be well again.
Michele reported that the Philistine comb she found is going to be featured on the official Ashkelon excavation t-shirt. Pretty cool to have found the defining artifact of the season! On the digs I went on, I found lots of broken pottery and rocks, but nobody offered to put them on a t-shirt.
Hopefully, Michele will not be too horrified at what she finds upon her return home. The cats are still alive, I’ve been remembering to eat at least semi-regularly (meals… so much work for so little payoff), and several of the plants Michele asked me to water are still hanging desperately onto life.
I can’t wait to see her step off of that plane. Soon!
“General, I have no division”
Today, July 3, marked the close of the three-day battle between the Army of Northern Virginia and the Army of the Potomac at Gettysburg in 1963. The day’s most famous event was Pickett’s charge.
Gettysburg is a remarkably fascinating battle. It was a decisive battle, in the sense that it marked a crucial turning point in the war, and thus fascinates military historians. It was a relatively “even” battle, in the sense that it might have gone either way, and so it makes an inherently dramatic story. It also seems to represent all of the beauty and horror of the Civil War: the qualities of courage, strategic brilliance, and idealism counterbalanced by an equal amount of death, slaughter, and failure.
Touring the Gettysburg battlefield during a family vacation years ago remains one of my fondest vacation memories. There is something uniquely humbling about standing on ground where men fought and died; somewhere in the back of your mind, you wonder what it must have been like in the chaos of battle. Could I have done it?
The anniversary is an excellent excuse, at any rate, to watch the amazing film Gettysburg, one of my favorite war movies. If you’re up for some summer reading, Michael Shaara’s The Killer Angels is considered the definitive Gettysburg novel. And I must also recommend the computer game Sid Meier’s Gettysburg!, which does a great job of both being a good game and walking you through the pivotal battles of the campaign.
Euphemistic
I’m reading with interest Barbara Tuchman’s The Guns of August, which relates the events of World War I’s opening month. The author has a penchant for making amusing side comments:
“The special motive of the Force under your control,” [Kitchener wrote to the commander of British forces], “is to support and cooperate with the French Army… and to assist the French in preventing or repelling the invasion by Germany of French or Belgian territory.” With a certain optimism, he added, “and eventually to restore the neutrality of Belgium”–a project comparable to restoring virginity.
“Virginity :: Belgian neutrality”–it’s got a certain ring to it. The possibilities (for tasteless jokes, at least) are endless. Have you heard of the True Love Waits program? Imagine pledging to maintain Belgian neutrality until marriage. Thank you, I’ll be here all week.
(Hey, I never promised these blog posts would be worth reading.)
Michele update #3
Michele continues to do well out at Ashkelon. She has really appreciated the letters she’s received thus far from friends and family out here, so feel free to keep sending them! She’s there for another 3.5ish weeks, so you’ve got time to get a letter out to her in the next week or so if you want.
When I spoke to her earlier this week, she was excited to report that she had unearthed an artifact of interest–a Philistine ivory comb! Today she visited Jerusalem with a number of her fellow excavators. Thanks to everyone who has written her–only about a month to go!