So I'm watching Deep Impact (what? yes again, shut up!) tonight while I got my TWD post ready for this week. And I'm at the point where the astronauts (uh... SPOILER ALERT for a 10 year old movie... heh) decide to skip returning to Earth (where they can, what? Die along with everyone else? How is that even an option?) and instead make one last valiant attempt to avert the extinction event. Is it just me? I mean that's what you do. If you're the only ones able to even possibly save the ENTIRE WORLD then you do it. I know it was supposed to be this tense, dramatic moment where five people get to make a heart-wrenching decision to die while trying to save everyone they love. But come on.
And don't even get me started on the idiotic parents of Frodo's girlfriend wife. The bus comes and your daughter is on the list and you aren't. You don't let her get all "Mommy!" and decide to stay with you for almost certain death. You shove her butt on the bus and tell her you love her.
Maybe that's why this one just doesn't stack up to Armageddon. I mean, sure the other one was popcorn fluff. And had all the worst of the big budget cliches. And Deep Impact had all these amazing actors doing amazing jobs portraying intense emotions. They even had a whole crew of astronauts sacrificing themselves instead of just the one. I just think they missed the mark.
How would you react if the Powers That Be told you everything was ending next Tuesday? I think I'd invite everyone I knew over to my house for one rip-roaring week-long party. Or hole up with WhatsHisFace, my dog, and have a week long conversation.
Anyway. Movie's done and I'm out.
(The title? Um... yeah... I got nothing.)
Monday, April 28, 2008
I'm a Night Elf Mohawk
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Time for a little morbidity...
If the world will end next Tuesday, I'm not sure why, but my first thought was to visit the graves of everyone that was close to me that I will be seeing soon in Heaven. What's the point when I'm just a week from seeing them? I'm not sure. It just seems that the urge to "visit" them on this mortal plane one last time before seeing them in the next is a strong one.
I probably wouldn't do that though. I would probably quit work, and sit at home with Kim and Nathan to love on them as much as I could before the end came. If the end were to come from the sky, I'd probably find me a good vantage point (Pikes Peak?) to watch my doom arrive. Right at the end, I would do my best to make Nathan laugh, so that the best sound in the world would be the last thing I heard, and he would be happy instead of scared in his last moments.
Wow. Ok. I need to go pet a puppy or something to cheer me up. End of world stuff is good for movies, but when you think about it happening in reality, it's pretty depressing.
Yeah, it's not really very happy-happy-fun-fun, sorry about that. :)
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