Over the past couple days, I’ve been downloading a bunch of episodes of The Shadow, which was an old radio show from the ‘40s (Orson Welles was the voice of The Shadow for the first two seasons. I thought that was kinda interesting). I had listened to some episodes a couple years ago and thought it was interesting (I’ve always kinda wanted to produce a radio drama, so I guess this fits in with that). The plot is too weird to explain, so you’re on your own. I’m also currently addicted to Sunny Delight California Style and unsalted mini pretzels, so maybe I’m just being weirder than usual.
On second thought, maybe it was the lunar eclipse. Yes, I saw it. Not bad. Now if only I can earn enough money to buy a decent telescope one of these days. The one I have will barely let you look at the moon. Forget about seeing anything else. You’ll have better luck with a pair of binoculars. And here Denison has an observatory and I’ve never taken advantage of the open houses. I’m such a hypocrite.
Onto book news. This morning, I had about 70 pages left to go in 2010, and I had it finished by afternoon, despite doing chores, taking a shower, and playing RO during the same time frame. If you’ve not read it, I’ll tell you it’s a wild ride. I liked it better than 2001. I haven’t seen either movie so I can’t offer you a basis of comparison there. I did notice something strange about the 2010 movie on IMDB. A character that’s female in the book is male in the movie. Go figure. Anyways, I immediately began reading 2061, and I’m on page 106 already. The list of books I’m reading has grown to fourteen. If you care to know, this is the list:
· The Fall of Neskaya (Marion Zimmer Bradley)
· Lady of Avalon (Marion Zimmer Bradley)
· 2061 (Arthur C. Clarke)
· Slaughterhouse-Five (Kurt Vonnegut)
· A Woman’s Liberation (Sci-Fi Anthology)
· Bearing an Hourglass (Piers Anthony)
· Dragonflight (Anne McCaffrey)
· Lasombra (Richard E. Dansky)
· Blue Adept (Piers Anthony; this is a re-read)
· Ogre, Ogre (Piers Anthony)
· Crystal Line (Anne McCaffrey; another re-read)
· The Restaurant at the End of the Universe (Douglas Adams; re-read)
· The Eye of the World (Robert Jordan)
· Muse of Art (Piers Anthony)
A couple days ago, I finally got around to watching the re-done version of ET. As a whole, the movie was never one of my favorites, and I hadn’t seen it since I was twelve (I first saw it when I was three). The only things I liked were the chase scenes and the flying bicycles (C’mon, admit it. You still dream about it). I still think replacing the guns with radios was pretty unnecessary (There are only three shots with guns in them to begin with, and you’re most likely not going to be looking at the guns in two of those shots). The radios look like they’re floating behind the guys’ hands instead of being held by the guys. Also, some of the computer-animated reworkings of ET didn’t look so good to me. Some of it was beneficial to the emotion of the scenes, but some were, once again, unnecessary (like when ET starts the “phone home” business). Obviously, it’s still NOT my favorite movie. However, (and this has nothing to do with the re-workings) for the first time I understood a lot of the metaphors and deeper meanings of that movie. It’s hard to explain, so I’ll just start you off by saying that the kid is supposed to symbolize Steven Spielberg as a child, and the Peter Coyote character (the scientist who seems nicer than the other government people) is supposed to be Spielberg as an adult. Once you know that, all their dialog in that scene takes on a whole new meaning, especially the speech that the kid gives when he thinks ET is dead. But I still enjoyed the flying bicycles.
I watched the Daytime Emmys, even though I wasn’t going to (They’re mostly about soap operas, which I don’t watch. I used to watch Days of Our Lives years back, and my grandma still watches it, but that’s it. I don’t watch it anymore. Whenever I’m at my grandma’s while she’s watching an episode, I get totally lost). I had to laugh at the soap operas’ attempts to say they were “reality-based” (as one actor put it), and then show clips of ghosts, vampires, weird cults, weird black and white ‘40s film noir flashbacks, aliens, and witches. It was nice to see LeVar Burton win an Emmy for Reading Rainbow, especially since Star Trek Nemesis did so poorly at the box office (I didn’t see it, but I know who dies), although he’s starting to look his age (Isn’t he 50 by now? Then again, Pierce Brosnan is 50). And speaking of people who didn’t age well, Mark Hamill was there. You know, he looks way too much like Jeremy Irons nowadays. And his voice was completely different than the last time I heard it (which was an interview at the beginning of my Star Wars Special Edition tapes). He no longer bears any resemblance to Luke Skywalker, visually or auditorially (I know that’ll break your heart, Marisa. Sorry. And I know "auditorially" isn't a word, but I needed something.). If I hadn’t heard Wayne Brady introduce him, I wouldn’t have recognized him at all.
Well, I’ve babbled long enough. I’m going to see X2 tomorrow with Stephanie, so I’ll let you know about that. Bye!
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