Thursday, November 27th, 2003
They will be testing the fire alarms in my office for the next six hours. They’re loud. It sounds like the stock market is opening and closing every 10 minutes or so. Actually, make that every five minutes.
I went to see Once Upon A Time In Mexico last night… Plot-wise, it’s an unmitigated mess, with an enormous cast of good guys and bad guys and double-crosses, triple-crosses and maybe – just maybe – a quadruple cross. I’m not sure. But the whole thing is played up like a hyper-kinetic, over-the-top cartoon so it can’t really collapse under the weight of its own pretentions (Matrix, I’m looking in your direction). There’s a lot of humour (Clash Of The Titans lunchbox!) and the action sequences are the right combination of exciting and absurd. I can’t imagine that everyone involved in the film didn’t have a great time making it, particularly Johnny Depp. Not great cinema, but goes well with popcorn.
Speaking of which… Hellboy trailer!
Emm Gryner and Sarah Slean are playing Umbrella Music Night at the Rivoli on December 17 in support of the Toronto Disaster Relief Fund. This should be good. Tickets $12 in advance on the Umbrella Music website, $10 at the door if you want to wait until the day of.
Two Preacher trade paperbacks I bought off eBay almost a month ago have finally arrived and are waiting for me at the post office. Damn my small mailbox and its inability to hold packages of comic books! Damn it all to heck!
The thing about American Thanksgiving is that it means that all my online playmates – bloggers and message board-ers – are off having turkey/tofurkey/turducken and watching football with family, leaving my regular internet haunts looking like deserted schoolyards. Sniff. Happy Thanksgiving, South-Of-49th-ers.
np – Fountains Of Wayne / Welcome Interstate Managers