Dualing Movie Posters

   So I woke up to record my thoughts on the recent releases of The Amazing Spider-Man and The Dark Knight Rises teaser posters. They are both looking good and eerie. Video is up.

BTW, I'm feeling better now. :-)

My Thoughts on Lionsgate's plans for an American Psycho Remake and Jerry Robinson's passing

     Hello, good people. Ren's back! As you can see, I decided to return from a very extended vacation. There have been some highs and lows while I was gone, mainly regarding my thoughts on this blog. But enough about that. I recently posted a new video regarding how I feel about Hollywood remake/reboots in general since yesterday's news of Lionsgate announcements of making another adaptation of Bret Easton Ellis' popular novel American Psycho. The studio grabed the book rights back in the late 1990s and Mary Harron directed the film with Christian Bale in the lead role of yuppie/serial killer Patrick Bateman. The film has since gone on to be a cult favorite and established the pre-Batman Bale as a cult actor. And speaking of Batman, comic-book artist Jerry Robinson has died at the age of 89. He was responsible for co-creating the Dark Knight's arch-enemy The Joker, as well as his ward/sidekick Dick Grayson, the first (and most well-known) incarnation of Robin. So sit back as I address the industry's problem with unoriginality as saying farewell to the man who defined DC Comics iconic villian.

BTW, forgive me for not providing a decent thumbnail.

Some Good News

 Well, in case you didn't know by now, I'm back home, where wi-fi connections is unlimited. Now enough about that crap and let's move on to something else. Remember when I mentioned my Youtube V-logs? Well, just a few minutes ago, I check my email and I saw an invitation from Youtube to earn revenue from my videos. It states that my youtube account might be eligible to generate revenue based on the playbacks of the videos, then I would be instructed the follow the steps in monetizing my account so that Youtube could place ads next to my videos. From there, I could recieve a share of the revenue from the ads, just as long as I follow the requirements. Well, this is some pretty good news. I'm excited and a tad scared at the same time because I would have to meet whatever requirement it wants me to meet; I don't know if I could be up to par with that but I would have to follow the steps to see what's in store and at the same time learn to not make fear-based choices. Well, here goes nothing. Well, I'll get back with you soon.

Death to Poor Wi-Fis.

 This post isn't gonna be much, because the wi-fi connection has taken a ridiculously slower pace to the point of annoyance. I'm sitting by the Culver Center as always and the connection keeps going out at each given moment. It's hard to even enjoy a video outside with this crap continuously going on. So I'm trailing off from my original intended topic to bitch and moan for a bit. Maybe it's something I'm not aware of, but I'm not that tech savvy to know much about the slow circulation of wireless internet connections. Oh, well. I'll just wrap it up now and vent else where I guess.

Out and About Again.

 Right now I'm inhailing some fresh air, among other things such as sawdust, as I'm just sitting here at the West Hollywood Gateway. I don't know if I mentioned it before, but it's a shopping center located between Santa Monica and West Hollywood. Moments ago I looked around in Best Buy, mainly to see what DVDs would grab my attention, then I went to the Target upstairs to uh....do the exact same thing, as well as looked around in the clothing section to see what jeans would suit me best and find some more stylish looking Milano Bay shirts for "going-out" purposes. I peeked in the toy section as well to see what new Transformers toy were churned out on account of the recent movie, the one move I would never see or talk about.

  As with the Culver Center, my other hang-out spot, the wi-fi connection outside is pretty so-so. It's usually slower than usual for the next page to load up. But, as with the connection at the aforementioned Culver Center, no biggie. And now it's usually the time where everything is starting to get a bit...dull. Don't get me wrong, the scenery is great and the center is a fine establishment, if you get past some of the construction and smell of the aforementioned sawdust, but I feel limited from exploring other parts of the area and eating out here dur to the lack of funds. I came here knowing how much money I have to get here and how much money I have get back, and that's it until a check comes through in the mall already. But on the other hand, I also have enough to get me about four or five of those 49 cent tacos at Del Tacos, but it out of my reach here and I would have to go back to my area to chill out there. Oh, well. All well that ends well, or something like that. LOL.

   Yep, looks like I'm about to flee the scene at such a relatively early time, so likewise I'll catch y'all, my invesible audiences, later. Ren out.

Toys for eBay

  Hey, folks. For the past few months, I've been contemplating on many ideas for more income: first the blogs, then the whole v-log thing and finally selling old items on eBay. In my closet I have about two  containers consisting of a bunch of old Power Rangers and Transformers toys, in addition to some old VHS tapes like the first Harry Potter movie The Sorcerer's Stone (or Philosopher's Stone if you want to be a dick about it), Me, Myself and Irene, Beavis and Butthead Do America, South Park: Bigger, Longer and Uncut and many more. I figure that I'm way too old for toys of course and that the bins are taking up some space, so I know that I could resort to making a eBay account, take pics of the toys, add details on what's intact or missing to make sure it's worth the buyer's cash and arrange the dates to auction the toys.

  So, what the hell; I need to get in on this or sells figures to a local toy shop in Culver City. So sue me, I'm a greedy bastard but I feel that I could not only benifit myself but benifit other with the toys I plan to auction, as the buyers would cherish it and gratfully add it to their toy collection or showcase in toy review videos. This is an idea that's been floating around since.....well while I was in school last semester and contemplated on being very productive and financially secure for the whole summer, which was never really accomplished but I plan to make up for it in the fall. So there you have it. I'm heading out to get it done. Time is a wasting :-D

Changes

 Hey, y'all. Ren is here. I would like to talk about some personal growth I need to work for my own sake. I feel that right now I could make a few good changes about myself and there are are lot of opportunities to grasp on. I know it might sound like if I hit rock bottom or became depressed because of the current state I'm in. Well, I do have a blog, but the thing is that I really want to reach out to others. I have this and a v-log to fall back but while I'm slacking off on this site, I'm not enough effort into the other. There is so much to talk about, but I feel that I'm not reaching out. Maybe I should learn to develop a much comfortable side to things and get what needs to be done. 

Another thing is that I'm waiting for a call back from a friend for details on job training so that I could begin working in the fall since I decide to take a break from schooling, just for the sake of feeling more financially secure since my school has it's own financial difficulty to handle, which has affected us as students by placing holds on our financial aid. It was something I had to put up with last fall; waiting five months on a check that would never come and filled with false promises by the school that something will come through. So between that and feeling that I don't have a place within the college or my peers, I decide to get away from it all and move on somewhere else to continue my education while managing to make my own money at some capacity. Downbeat for ya? Well you be the judge, even I'm basically talking to myself here. So I'm taking off to sleep and wake up to start something fresh for the day. 'Til then, laters.

So....Hi.

 Ok this is gonna a small summary of what going on so here it is; it's the month of August, or what's left of it, and a good chunk of this month has gone by from where I haven't posted up anything new on my blog. So what's the deal? Writer's block or perhaps sheer lazinest? A little of both. I guess that can apply. I fell back on promises to review stuff or chat about what new in the world and probably have been rehashing my complains of not writing anything new or not wring a longer and stronger post. In the meantime, I will find my comfort zone, or have some more confidence and contant reminders about the revenue generated from the ads.. Oh, yeah, that will really push me into writing more. Then then. See ya soon.

Ear Worms are a Good Thing

     We all have it every once in a while. As soon as that song, and I mean that song, gets stuck in your head, there is almost no way getting it out. Why? Because the song in question is that fucking good. Yes, people, I'm talking about ear worms. I'm not gonna write a definition out of course......oh, what the hell, it's a portion of a song or other music that repeat compulsively within one's mind. There; I put the def. out. Are ya happy, fuckers? Anyways, there is one irresistable tune that popped up as I was listen to my MP3/radio player on a Sunday morning. I set the station to K-Rock and listen to a long list of notable songs playing back to back like the playlist of awesomeness (Queen's "Another One Bites the Dust" and Kiss' "Rock n Roll All Night" are among them), but there is one tune that came up and intrigued my ears. It was set to a electric piano melody and the chorus, performed by guys singing in falsettos, was along the lines of "Goodbye stranger, it's been nice; hope you find your par-ra-diiiise", then followed by "Goodbye, Mary. Goodbye, Jane. Will we ever meet agaiiiin?" I was hooked like a fish. I lied in bed humming it in my head, and since I was partially tired  (being up all night will do that to you) and didn't bother to get up on Youtube to look for it. As soon as I did, I was wasn't clear on whih part of the chorus was the title, so I put in the "Goodbye, Mary; Goodbye, Jane" part to see what I got. The results was pleasant as I found a scene from a movie containing the song.

YES!!!! It's "Goodbye Stranger" by the '70s rock group Supertramp, and it's used to great effect in this scene from Paul Thomas Anderson's Magnolia. It's a damn shame on many level because I just now discovered this song, especially from a well-known band like Supertramp. I never got into the band's music like that, but I've heard only "Just a Little Bit" once and maybe a little of  "The Logical Song". On top of that, I've never seen the movie Magnolia before, an even bigger regret for me as a film buff. I never had the time to watch it because, simply it was too damn long according to my scources. But time went and I became a little more sophisticated with films to the point that the running time was no longer an issue to me, unless the filmmaker was padding it with some unneccessary bullshit. So, anyways, I'm still jamming out to song, even while I'm writing this blog. I even manged to find a parody of song from The Office (the U.S. version btw) sung by Micheal Scott and directed at his personal punching bag Toby on his going away party.

The song is now giving me thoughts on expanding my horizons and become aware of more great music out there, whether if it's from the '60s, '70s or '80s. Well, the eighties not so much since I'm already an nut when it comes to Tears for Fears, Bananarama, Wang Chung, INXS, New Order, etc. So I'll be splitting, most likey listen to Goodbye Stranger again, or Goodbye Toby. lol Until then , laters. :-)

Saturday Night

   So, I'm in my room typing away and watching tv. On most nights, I'll would be out and about with friends, but that was no longer a possibility since one of my friends, and frequent designated driver, is out of town for basic training and the others are out of sync. Or maybe I'm just out of sync with them for reasons I would not discuss; but I'm not too bummed out about it. Anyways I'm enjoying myself, and contemplating on what dvd to review next. On the other hand I'm watching a HBO special with Janeane Garofalo discussing the con and pro of summer blockbusters and gay culture. She is totally on point and I would clap for some of her insights, especially on Chasing Amy, if I wasn't holding this laptop in my other hand.

Plus I still have to fold and put up clothes that I've washed earlier just to relax in bed with a cup my Tropicana by my next and this laptop next to me in this dark room with the tv illuminating it, ya'know, because I want to set the mood. Another thing I'm comtemplating on but not completely stressing out is what would my next topic be on my v-log on youtube. I've made a sparse number of vid in between two months and I still feel that I need to be in a environment would I'm content in and work up the courage to speak on what I want to say on my videos. But the time will come where I would break out of this shell and develop the proper voice for it as well as the composure. Trust me, in real life I have something of a pseudo-Southern twang or just a lazy-ass voice. So I'll be heading out and until then, take care.

I'm Back, but I'm Slipping

 If there was an award for "The World's Laziest Blogger", I would probably be the shameful recipient because I have spent a week long absence from Ren's Blogs. My reason? About a full week ago I was suffering from abdominal pain for the second time. This time it was a result from a bad gas reflux. As I previously mentioned, I cheated on my supposed diet and before you know it, it all came back like a raging bitch. I spent a Saturday at the hospital, the whole Saturday at that, and I wanted it all to go away. After my long, greuling wait in the waiting room, I was called and I was treated by the best. The doctors perscribed me with some Maalox and after a few doses, and prolonged stomach pains, it work but my stomach was sore as hell; almost as if I was punching myself. Ok, I was punching myself during my gas reflux, but it was getting to me and I couldn't take it anymore. I thought about pulling a Artie Lange and contemplating on stabbing myself in that region. Ooook........that was too tasteless. I'm still eating junk but it's how I eat it that keeps landing me in this position. I ususally intake a lot of grease from foods, fast foods in particular, and that's always a factor in my abdominal problems. Maybe I should just use some moderation in my diet or just eat fresh completely. So that's all; I'm fine now, but I still feel bed-riddin from my troubles, therefore I'm getting lazy again, so lazy, that I couldn't work out some paragraphs. Laters, good people.

Let's Go Out to the Movies :-D

Hey, folks; Ren's here. I'm back at my favorite spot again which is the Culver Center on Washington and Overland in Culver City, Ca., so no image is needed. Just had Subway, which was what I've been craving for for the past few weeks and I saw as one way to stay true to my diet, and that's by eating fresh.

Anyways I'm here typing this shit to y'all, about to go get a refill, and head out to walk a few blocks down to go see Horrible Bosses. I've been waiting to see this movie for a while and I'm going to Pacific Theaters to give Warner Bros/New Line my 10 bucks, which is better than giving Paramount my money for that piece of shit known as Transformers: Dark of the Moon. Trust me; I ain't gonna bother putting an image up for that either. So anyways, the next showing is 3:55pm and it's 3:09 right now so I better get my ass to walking. I'll probably drop by later on with a review of the movie along with any other theatrical experiences. "Til then, laters. :-)

Feeling Better

 So after headaches and stomach burn, I'm feeling pretty damn good right now, but I'm still in bed; voluntarily though. I just took the second pill for the day to ease the lining of my stomach, even if I am feeling better. So far I broke my promise on cutting back on my dietary vices. I've drunk a couple of sodas and had some degree of sugar. So much for staying committed to my health. Anyways I'm feeling a cool breeze through my window and I'm watching the last of Half Baked. It beats watching another episode of dumbass Family Guy on Adult Swim. This is just a brief blog for y'all and I'll come back with a more lengthy one. Damn, didn't I say that last time. Yeah, I'm a totally committed person like I said before. So I'll catch y'all laters. :-)

A Day at the Hospital.

Hey, folks. Ren's back after a few days being absent. The reason why is beccause of the ulcer pains that I was dealing with for the past two days. So I wised up and finally went to the hospital. Trust me, having stomach burn and sitting in the waiting room for two and a half hours is not a good combo. So I didn't bring my laptop with me (bad enough I have stomach pains, I don't want a somewhat heavy backpack containing my electronics weighing me down) nor my mp3 player for some insane reason. I love music, and I've should have known to bring it when I was sitting in the waiting room as well as taking the bus home. So I killed some time by talking to a kindly old gentleman who was waiting on his wife. We chit chat about the evil and ills of addiction, films (my forte of course) and the good ol' days. I was called in by the doctor and wished the man in the waiting room well. I got my ulcer medicine and a "cocktail" which is pretty much a cup full of a tooth paste like substance that I drowned to relieve my stomach, which also resulted in a numb tongue. Plus, I pissed in a cup and no one wanted it. So I'm planning to cut back on my vices,. which is spicy foods and soda. BTW, did I mentioned that the doctor who gave me the cocktail is named Amy Adams?

                                                  
 So I'm feeling good and I'm watching Chris Rock: Never Scared, getting my laugh on. So now I should stop blabbing and relax. 'Til then, laters. :-D

Writing with a Headache

Hey, folks. Ren's back. It's 1:48 AM and I'm watching In Living Color in my bed. Sound's cool, right? Well, it's not if you're lying there with a big fuckin' headache to deal with, under a semi-cool room temperature, especially since coming off of 4th of July, which I didn't enjoy and did not wanted to be bothered with anyone who was there for today's.....I mean yesterday's cook-out. I even took this pic to show y'all my inner pain.

Yeah, I'm not trying to look sexy or anything with the wife-beater on. Or am I? Anyways, I trying to keep myself cool and remain in this room alone watching these shows while having a good time laughing. I know this ain't nothing worthy to post about, but I clearly stated in the headline for Ren's Blogs that I specialize in cultural references, film talk and day to day Bulls**t. (or bullshit if you want me to spell that out for you), so....this is the bullshit part. Well, maybe that and the "Ditch Aaron" post, which is enough to devoid anyone of intelligence, but not as much than Aaron himself. LOL. So, right now ILC is talking up much of my typing time and I guess it's time for my to split. I'll be back soon with a more lengthy post. So 'til then, laters. :-)


BTW, that was my "headache-had-went-away smile".

Out of the Bin: The Richard Pryor Show

 Hey, folks. This is a post I will refer to as "Out of the Bin", where I discuss DVDs straight out of...well, my own DVD bin. I do these reviews because I'm that fucking bored and the same time I want to be a show off as well. I promise the readers this a few days ago that I would review a DVD and I have it right now. First off let me talk about one man; a hysterical personally who influenced countless other comedians and continues to leave his mark as a king of comedy to this day with his profanity-ridden observations and social commentary. This man in question is Richard Pryor.

Richard Franklin Lennox Thomas Pryor (goddamn that's long!!) had branched out as a seminal comedian throughout the 60s and 70s with his brand of stand-up acts and series of albums such as "Live & Smokin'" and "Is It Something I Said", leading to film roles and writing gigs for television, such as Sanford and Son. It all paid off with a television special on NBC that became such a critical and ratings success that the network offered Pryor a chance to host and star in his own sketch comedy show. Thus giving us The Richard Pryor Show.

The show suffered a lot from through it's short run: it ran against Happy Days and Laverne and Shirley, two of ABC's top-rated sitcoms, a lot of executive meddling and time slot issues that provoked Pryor to quit before production began, and of course the restriction of Pryor's "Motherfucker"-heavy blue humor, which was a pending destruction of this series. Pryor acknowledges this in an cold opening that was cut from the air, featuring the comedian, in a close up, talking about how he would never give anything up for his humor to be displayed properly, leading the camera to pull back to reveal his nude, dickless body, as a way of showing how the network "emasculated" him in terms of toning his humor down. The close-up of Pryor's akward face has provided the show's title card above.

The restrictions reared it's ugly head and did no justice to some of the skits, in particular, one where Pryor, as Santa Clause, saying some raw things regarding Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer, which was repeatedly blocked out with the word "censored" against a black background and completed with the audio "bleep". With no deleted material involving this skit surfacing, we, the viewers, are pretty much left to use our imaginations. (I assumed he said Rudolph was a crackhead, as he finished that statement off with "Why do you think he's nose is so red?" ) While the rating were poor, Pryor decides to put the show to rest after finishing only four episodes rather than 10 as he was obligated to do according to his contract. The show was released on DVD for the first time in 2004, which I have on me right now.

The show at best was decent, if pretty uneven in concept, as we get occasional dramatic skits and extended musical acts to act along the existing comedic material; the results kinda come off as jarringly mismatched rather than unpredictable than what Pryor and co intended it to be. For instance there's one skit starting off with Richard doing a hilarious Little Richard impression, which is randomly interrupted by a white noise that fades in on a woman sitting in a chair, telling a story about her first lesbian experience, which is, of course, ridden with the censored bars at each mention of the event. Then it resumes to Pryor's Little Richard performace. That came completely out of nowhere and added absolutely nothing. Another odd, but notheless powerful, skit involves richard going into a gun store to purchase a gun, only to hear several guns talking to Rich in need of being bought. The collection of voices drove Richard out because of the evil and ills of possessing gun control. What made it powerful is the one gun telling Rich, with an innocent, child-like voice, that it didn't mean to hurt people. Like the bit with the woman telling her story, it seriously lacked a laugh track, but for more important reasons. It was a funny concept that took a dramatic turn; representing the social commentary Pryor was also known for, although it was a stark constrast to his stand-up act about how he shot up his car while drunk.

Of course, some good laughs abound as well; with Pryor portraying a cowboy who gets shot repeatelly in the gunfight while struggling to pull his pistol out, a samurai spouting out side-slitting Japanese gibberish, and Santa in the aforementioned censored skit. The first episode has a funny one involving a bar similar to the Cantena (I think that's how you spell it) from Star Wars, complete with the creatures and everything. All Rich does is interact with them like regular people in a way, saying to one big alien that he "looked like a nigga from Detroit I knew". Then some comedy could fall into "Your Milage May Vary" territory (that's TV Tropes talk). Like one skit where Pryor portrays a death metal rocker.

He starts growling, chanting and kissing on a groupie. He exclaims, mid lyric, "I'm gonna kill all of you", then proceeds to pull out a machine gun and slaughters his audience. It's funny if you're into that type of dark humor and disturbing with the silent overview of the corpses. All Rich, as the rocker, says after all of this is "Far out". Indeed. In-fucking-deed.

The DVD is a must have regardless of the restrictions and some of the half-brained skits. The three disc set come with all four episodes and the tv special that inspired them. Along with it is a bonus script containing unfilmed skits, deleted scenes, an extended roast, the alternate series opening, Q&As and a monologue with Pryor as his popular alter-ego Mudbone that cannot be missed. If you come across it on Amazon or ebay, give a shot if you're interested.. Overall it's a 7.2/10.

I'll have more DVD reviews in the future. 'Til then, laters. :-D




The Richard Pryor Show is courtesy of Burt Sugarman INC, Indigo Productions, and Image Entertainment DVD.

My Bad

Hey, folks. Remember a few days ago when I promised to do an DVD review? Well, turns out that I was bullshitting. I was suposed to review the DVD box set of  the short-lived sketch comedy show The Richard Pryor Show, starring.......well, Richard Pryor.

Well, for those of y'all who read the last part of my "It's a Beautiful Day" post regarding my review of a DVD involving a certain "controversial, yet influential comedic figure", y'all pretty much saw it coming.....unless if I was talking about this guy....

I haven't got around to watching most of the show because, believe me, there are times when some of the sketch material don't go anywhere or occassionally falls flat, but I will get to those faults with my actual review as soon as I get to watch the damn thing again in it's entirety. When I do see it sometimes, it's when repeats are shown on the African American-centric tv network TV One, but those are just glimpses when I go channel surfing. But that's all I have to report, I will get back with you sooner or later with my critique. 'Til then, laters.


 R.I.P. Richard Pryor and George Carlin.

                                                        


(sighs) If only this cover was honest.










The Richard Pryor Show is courtesy of Indigo Entertainment/Image DVD, Car Wash is courtesy of Universal Pictures

It's a Beautiful Day

      In case you're wondering why I chose that for my title, I'm currently spending much needed time to myself at the Culver Center in Culver City, California. It's a shopping center consisting of several notable food joints (Panda Express, Subway, California Pizza Kitchen, etc.) Health and Fitness centers (Bally's) and retail stores (Best Buy, Game Stop, etc.) and I happen to be sitting next to the Subway typing my ass away on how much sun I'm getting in addition to the cool breeze coming in. The view from here is great as I'm sitting several feet away from Sony Pictures Studio; watching cars go by and people crossing the street.

Those are few of the pros about chilling here. The cons involves the wi-fi I'm recieving, which lapses back and forth from good to fucking ridiculous, and this steel black table I'm typing on, in which one of the screws is loose and I pretty much have to put up with the constant scrapping sounds as I'm pressing on the laptop with my palm while typing, therefore pressing on the table top as well.

                                      
 Despite that, I'm still enjoying my time here and think about what else that's notable or mundate that I can blog about for the sake of y'all getting some sort of entertainment value. So...that's all. I'm done typing for the day but I will return soon with a DVD review regarding one of comedy's controversial, yet influential figures. BTW, if you ever roll by Washington and Overland, feel free to drop by the Culver Center, it's a clean environment,  has a nice selection of stores to shop at and restaurants at dine at, and there's a chance that any of you people can spot me there...or not.  'Til then, laters. :-D

Late-night Mallrats Salvation.

     I thought I was going to endure another boring-ass night of late-night premium cable viewing. It's one of those moments where no matter how many times I scroll through the channel guide, I find nothing that would hold my interest, at least until Star Trek: TNG comes on, which will not be on until 3:00AM. So I figured "screw it" I planned on resorting to my DVD collection or view something on Youtube or Spill.com, until I came across Kevin Smith's Mallrats on one of the Starz! channels. My spirits were up high and I was ready to laugh my ass off...again....for the seven hundreth time!!

We all know that this is Smith's 2nd film after the low budget Sundance hit that was Clerks. Sure it was box office flop and recieved poor reviews (well, not too bad since it has a 50-something rating on Rotten Tomatoes), but it gained a strong cult following over the years and became a well-regarded entry in Smith's "Askewniverse" Films, which were, at it's time, the irreverent, foul-mouthed, crude humored equivalent of today's Marvel Cinematic Universe. Like those films, past events are referenced (Julie Dweyer's passing, the unhinged sexual activities of a Cousin Walter, etc.), characters are crossing over (the always omnipresent Jay & Silent Bob), foreshadowing (the orangutan at the end of this film had a prominent role in Jay & Silent Bob Strikes Back), and the reconcilliation of the film's tones being slightly off-kilter (Clerks and Clerks 2 have fairly realistic settings, Mallrats and J&SBSB have a pretty cartoonish, but riotious tone and Dogma was religious fantasy-cum-bitting satire), with the exception that none of these guys have armored suits, gamma-induced mutations, or godly powers with guys named Loki being invol.....oh, wait, never mind..

The point I'm trying to make is that these are normal, hopeless, hair-brained and otherwise shiftless guys that we could connect to and laugh at as well, being that those qualities make them acceptable targets. It's just a idiotic but neverheless fun movie with a few moments of brilliance that revolves around two guys getting over their respective break-ups by heading to a mall, where they plot to win their girlfriends back, discuss the sexual activities of superheroes, and run afoul of one of the gf's dad. The conversations they hold are hilarious of fucked-up proportions and their actions are morally uncompromising, and that's what make this film a great late night viewing.




Mallrats and Dogma are courtesy of Universal Studios and Lionsgate Entertainment respectively.

Ren's Friend Advice: Ditch Aaron.

    Hey folks. Ren is here and I got some insane, jerkass wisdom (or wis-dumb) to share with y'all. With all have friends in our lives. They're there with you through the best and worst of times, shaped you in some ways, and helped you out. Then we also have friend's that fall into the "dysfunction junction" territory. We still have the aforementioned traits, at times, but we like to crack jokes on one another, battle each other on who can drive to In-N-Out Burgers first, and play some pretty shitty games on each other as well. Among these games are "Ditch Aaron". I know what y'all thinking; "What the fuck is that?" Well let me school ya. Ditch Aaron is named for a very "distinctive" member of our five-man band named Aaron Lacy.

Well, seven actually.

                              

He's pictured in the middle, sitting between me (wearing the black and gray jacket, looking pretty lost) and Lance, and holding a laptop, looking up with a borderline creepy stare. That among other things are his key characteristics (bad driving, overeating, lack of impulse control, etc.) but we'll delve into that next time but get to the game. It involves a group of friends leaving a fellow man behind when he is frequently distracted by the opposite sex to the point that he disregards his comrades. This action can apply to anyone of the group, especially Aaron. Whenever we are out and about (usually to a mall) and Aaron trails off to try to mack to a girl, Jeremy, our group's (de-facto) leader, initiates the game by saying "Quick, leave him". Before you know it, we stormed down the escalater and out of that motherfucker like if we had stolen something, then jumped into the car and started it up before Aaron caught up with us, just so we can drive around him in circles, taunting him. It wasn't the first time this has occured; there have been many great stories told of this on-going game.

It may sound like cold blooded torture, but for us, it was epic. In a way it was Karma directed at him, for his repeated attempts hooking up with chicks by coming on very strong. So we had to keep him in line and calm him down hormonally. But still, Aaron's a determinator. He does not feel remorse, he cannot be reasoned with, he will not stop until you are defiled. To make a long story short, never leave your fucking crew behind just to get lucky for selfish reasons or else you will be left behind. Never! Have self control in your game. Allow the target....I mean girl have some space. With that said you can continue to use this tatic to get back at your own horn-dog buddy. I mean it; do it. It can happen to somene at the club and your pal would say "Hey, brosky. Ronny has a massive hard-on and he's talking to those girls. You know, the ones with jealous bfs. What should we do?" Then that's when you would say "Let's pull a Ditch Aaron on him."
"Who the fuck is Aaron?"
"Don't worry about it, let's just leave his ass."
So fellas, if you're looking to screw with your own boy, take this cruel act of hilarity in consideration.

Introduction

Hello, everyone. This is Ren speaking. It's a bit odd that I'm up at 3 in the morning and blogging away for the first time. So I figured "screw it" and embraced typing and sharing my thoughts on everything I know. So..deal with it. If case you didn't paid enough attention to my "about me" info, or if it didn't come through at all due to crappy site errors, I'm an aspiring screenwriter (I specialize in comedy-drama), a college student (well junior college actually), movie watcher (just saw Inception again), and occassional smartass. Then again, I'm more of a habitual smartass, and you guys will expect a lot of this on many future posts on films and daily life. Enjoy!!