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I was reading old Giant Size Spider Man comics and found that Spidey fought Master of Kung Fu in a crossover. Well, here you go, scans of the comic:







American Pie 2 Review

Wow…I wrote this way back when, about 2 or 3 years back when I sucked at writing. I guess it’s questionable whether or not I am any good now. Here’s a post from the old Mexican DVD review days, if anyone remembers that old site. I’ll get back to newer stuff in no time. I’m working on a few things, including movie reviews and a huge list of JAZZ record recommendations and history.

American Pie 2

There are good comedies and bad comedies. This movie was released a while ago, but it has graced my dvd player lately in light of the recent American Pie spin offs. In order to appropriately review the newer movies, I had to see how the older movies put themselves together. American Pie 2 had all the characters from the first one on vacation in the summer and in different times of their lives. The main character doesn’t get it on with a pie, but there is a funny thing that happens with a flute and some crazy glue. The Stifler character is also shown in more light, as he has the money to support the characters on their makeshift new frat house. The movie shows a few little side projects, but overall the dvd falls short of the comedy that was highlighted in the first film.

There was a lot of bad jokes in this film, and the unrated one is over the top in every way. However, it is odd to see such over the top adult content with no major payoff.

This film continues the storylines from the first, but does a bad job tying everything together. The third film in the series does end it well, and this is just smashed together with a lot of musical montages to pass the time. It gets a B rating at best, and a C rating which is better.

To over compensate for my lackluster life as a teenager, I said I was straightedge. It was easy. I loved hardcore music, and I loved the idea of straightedge lifestyle.

It was increasingly easier in college, when I couldn’t find any girls to hang out with, let alone get a girlfriend. For many people, the idea of straightedge is extreme, but not for loner, virgin, Mexicans like me. Seriously! It’s funny because I’m nearly 30 years old and I still get people, rare, that say I’m not the ugliest tool in the shed, yet my life is filled with isolation and boredom.

Don’t get me wrong.

I’m not making this confession of sorts, because I’m trying to gain attention, but rather just because I was bored.

You see, my life has been full of boredom. I started my career when I was 15 years old, and every single job has bored me to death. I have sat in front of computers, stood at counters, and basically wasted my life. I’m a college graduate, and yet I can’t find a job, and still somehow have this angst towards women, even though I’m married. Too bad no one makes a movie about me, it’d be nice to have a few dollars to my name, instead of struggling.

I broke straightedge when I was 24. I had lost all my friends. It’s funny how friends abandon you when you decide not to do what they do. Since I went to college, didn’t drink, smoke, and definitely wasn’t having sex, there was no appeal to hanging out with me. Funny, one of my only remaining friends does all those things, and doesn’t care. So I guess there are real people out there that are “friends” without abandoning people.

I say that I broke the bond, but I simply had 1 beer. To this day, I’ve never had more than 2 beers. In Portland, at a wedding, I had more than one. It was a wedding!? I might have had 3 actually, but guess what? I don’t remember. I do remember there being a lot of beautiful women, but that’s about it. I don’t smoke, do drugs, or go around having sex with anything that moves, but I do have the occasional Stout. Only 1 though. So I guess I’m not sxe anymore.

It’s hard to follow any creed when you have no friends. This notion of the nomad, playing by his own rules in the post apocalyptic world doesn’t really make sense to me. I literally spend 18 hours a day alone sometimes, and I don’t think about rules, or regulations, I just think about boredom. Another boredom movement is all I can attest to.

I used to be straightedge, that’s it. If I was still edge, would anyone care? In fact, no one cares that I’m not. No one cares about you when you’ve got no friends. Some things in life are easy. Doing “good” and being “good” is easy when there is no one tempting you, EVER, trust me, I know.

Endless Thoughts of You

I haven’t done a lot of writing in terms of movie reviews, music reviews, and other things. Why is that? Simply because I haven’t felt like it. Yes. I don’t feel like blogging.

I used to write all the time, but I feel like this lack of work, my family’s absence and troubles, and my life of boredom has just made me feel like crap.

I’m tired.

I don’t know what else to say.

One Life One Chance H20

What if I said, I was an accident waiting to happen
Woudl I trip and fall, fall on my words
And would you say, say that I was wrong
My words were out of place, went where I didn’t belong

This to me is fact and fiction plays a role
Confusing situations that I can’t control
The heart of matter, it beats with pride
Sometimes I wear it on my sleeve, sometimes I keep it inside

And no one said it was gonna be easy
And I’m not afraid to try
And with the odds stacked up against me, I will have to fight
One life, one chance, gotta do it right!!!

And I can’t let fate dictate what’s best for me
Gotta take control of my own destiny, you can’t relate
You think there’s no escape but I got everything at stake
Here just to prove you wrong!

And no one said it was gonna be easy
And I’m not afraid to try
And with the odds stacked up against me, I will have to fight
One life, one chance, gotta do it right!!!

The Expendables Poster Artwork

If I had friends, they would probably tell you that I’m an action junky, or was. I’m also a horror fiend. I even have a website dedicated to the art of horror film.

Everyone that I know, which is no one because I have no friends and am a loser, is raving about the latest action flick from Sylvester Stallone and all his buddies. The film is a genre mesh with every action star known to man, except for my pal Weng Weng, but that’s because he’s dead.

I grew up watching terrible movies with my dad. He knew I was smart enough to know what was real and what was fake so he let me watch whatever the hell I wanted. When I was 6 I was watching rated R and rated X fare. (Hey idiots, Rated X from the 70’s not RATED XXX, like Clockwork Orange etc…idiots) While I might have missed a lot of the points, the shiny explosions and hot women (who I still find more attractive than modern women), were amazing to me.

Fast forward 21 years and I’m no longer the biggest action junky. I’m not a late 20’s wash out of the tech world. I barely have a job, and a life. I have no friends, am married, and most of the time, wish that I had anything other than long mornings filled with boredom movements punched into my skull by the life I thought would be worth living.

Oh, and guess what?

I don’t give a crap about The Expendables.

I know, that’s a shocker. I’m not into a modern action film. I’m not even sure why it is at times, but maybe it’s that I’ve seen too many movies at this point and know the genre isn’t as good as the nostalgia that is being talked about in reviews of the film.

I guess it doesn’t help that in my city there are NO movie theaters right now. The only one that was going strong closed down and is supposedly being remodeled, but it’s been nearly a year and no movies.

Is it just me?

Sylvester Stallone is old and he looks jacked. I’m ok with old dudes being jacked, I mean, I’m a huge fan of WWF circa 1980’s and the median age for guys that were getting a championship title run was 40 years old. No joke. So I’m ok with old guys, and in recent memory I was rooting and cringing at Ric Flair and Jay Lethal going toe to toe in a street fight on Thursday’s Impact. It was both sad and amusing, but the 12 year old inside of me was going nuts.

So what if he’s old? Well, I can only suspend belief for so long, and I can only care about so many characters and in my jaded lifestyle obsession, I can’t get behind another rag tag team of mercenaries. Plus, didn’t they already do “The Losers” and didn’t we already see a TON of 80’s flicks with a rag tag team of loveables or dare I say “expendables” try to fight their way through the jungles and save some random hostages or villages.

Notice how no one ever follows up on those villages?

I mean, Rambo sets them free but then what?

Think about.

Say you’re a slave for a while, and then you’re given total freedom. What do you do? I know I would probably take a dump in a bucket and that’d be it. I wouldn’t know what to do with myself.

Ok, so back to why I don’t care about the Expendables, I just don’t care.

I haven’t cared about a lot of modern cinema, probably because I have no friends and I’m waiting for Randal Graves to come and mock me on my website, because of it. I’m under contract through October, then I’ll get a chance to meet real people in the working world, and my top prospects right now?

McDonalds, Jack In The Box, and Wendy’s.

Yep.

4 years of college, a degree, 10 years of experience and guess what? No one gives a DAMN!

I’m EXPENDABLE!

Wow…nice way to bring it around.

I’m going to go watch Cobra and dream about a life less boring. The Expendables most likely sucks…yeah I said it.

I’m sure I’ve mentioned or posted something about the new Against Me record, and man, it’s awesome. Against Me! “White Crosses” is bar none my favorite punk rock record to come out in a long time. The songs are all structured well so good, and it’s interesting to note that people are finally taking notice of their punk rock ethos.

I now present you with Against ME doing two tracks off their latest record acoustic with accordian!

That’s right!

Man, these guys are so good.

Against Me “White Crosses” Acoustic:

Against Me “I Was A Teenage Anarchist” Acoustic:

I highly, highly, recommend purchasing Against Me! White Crosses or downloading the mp3 here.

Peter North Loves Rvca

Peter North was on the Adam Carolla Podcast this morning (or yesterday), which is interesting to note, because he’s really going mainstream, well…maybe not THAT mainstream. With Mr. North talking on the podcast, I was interested to read more information about him, but I didn’t want to go watch anything too risky, especially since I am not a fan of feeling inadequate and heck, I still am full of angst from being rejected by nearly every woman I’ve ever approached.

I went to the official Peter North wikipedia page and I saw the above photo. It’s of Peter North NOT nude and not in a compromising position. It struck me as something very interesting, he’s wearing a RVCA shirt. That’s right, PETER NORTH LOVES RVCA!

For those not familiar with RVCA, it’s a skateboarding/snowboarding/lifestyle brand that many people purchase. In fact, here’s clips of the RVCA skateboarding team ripping it.

So what did I learn?

1. Peter North likes RVCA (hopefully skateboarding too).

2. I like skateboarding.

3. I should be getting lots of chicks…

Sounds like good math to me. If you or someone you know wants to be like Peter North, check out RVCA clothing here, you never know, you too might get lucky.

Gridiron Gang Review

Four years ago, I started a movie review website named “The Mexican Dvd Review”. It ran a couple of years and aver 300+ posts, I couldn’t get anyone to click ads, buy anything, and realize that I couldn’t support the writing, and I pulled the plug. I also had a website called “Sir Jorge’s Macabre Dvd” which I had to close down as well. Since then, I’ve started a successful horror site “Scary Film Review”.

This post, is a throwback. I saved some old posts from “The Mexican Dvd Review” from getting deleted from my inbox, and here it is. Your shot at looking at how terrible of a writer I was and still am. These posts are 3 or 4 years old, actually…more like 5 or 6…anyways, I now present, a throwback post…because no one is reading this and I don’t know what I’m doing anymore.

Gridiron Gang movie poster

I don’t like the new Dwayne Johnson, I like The Rock though, which are two different people. The Rock was a very charismatic wrestler, who had the chops to wrestle the biggest names in the industry without having to be the greener of the two. After a while, he did what no other wrestler has ever done, not even Hulk Hogan. He crossed over successfully into film. We’re talking about movies that are universally making good money, and acting really well. The movies include the Scorpion King, Doom, and now this great film. The Rundown, and Walking Tall were good films too, but not as good as this latest installment into sports movies.

The art and psychology of the sports film, is great. I took a whole semester of high school learning about the complexities of sports film and literature. Sports are a metaphor for life. There are so many challenges and those that chase dreams, catch them, but those that don’t ever make it…don’t chase the shadows. This film shows a rehabilitation of youth convicts into a program that would bond them together. The man in the film is played by The Rock, and he does a great job of showing his football knowledge. It is worth one view. The football scenes are slowed down and the music is well placed. The movie is great in one area, but it is a traditional sports film, and well…I’m tired of those films. This is an ok film at best.

Stigmata and you

Here is a term paper that I wrote in college. It was presented orally with a slide show of stigmata patients/victims…I don’t remember getting the best grade, but since I’m 3 years out of college, I figured I’d share this with all 2 of you readers.

Stigmata, the manifestation of the wounds of Christ in the hands, feet and sides of human beings; Is it really the manifestation of something higher? Or is it really just people trying to latch onto something fictitious, for the sake of attention? Can Stigmata be summed up as just another religious phony, such as the Virgin Mary grilled cheese sandwich?

“Anyone with enough brain function can produce these marks on their own bodies, it is not anything scientific.” (Pete Markiewicz, PHD MicroBiology) 62 saints in the Catholic Church are classified stigmatic, none before the 13th century, and only 20 in the 19th century. One such case even goes as far as to state that the marks could only be produced by “mental” command. (http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/14294b.htm) There have been roughly 320 so called “authentic” stigmatic in the history of the world, and the scientific community has a hard time explaining the occurrence. (“They Bore The Wounds of Christ: The Mystery of the Sacred Stigmata by” Mike Freze)

Religious leanings have sided more with the ideas of the bible, stating that stigmata is only further proof that not only did Christ exist and died for the sins of those who would believe, but also as a chastisement and cleansing such as found in the book of Job. “…therefore do not despise the chastening of the Almighty. For He wounds, but He smites: he binds, but His hands heal.” (Job 5:17-18)

If you are religious, stigmata can be a sign of the things of the past, affirming your faith in concrete. However, for skeptics and those in the scientific community, stigmata show just another elaborate way to control the body’s functions to prove a point of faith.

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