da *woist* ‘a fellas
07.03.2026 09:39
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da *woist* ‘a fellas
kronks little fluted helmet
Anyway, weird 24 hours. Can't believe it's been more than a quarter-century since.
I was visiting a friend in Bethlehem the night before Kubrick died - we watched A Clockwork Orange and nearly shit our pants the next morning when we heard the news (and then that friend made us the best tacos I've ever had in my life - they were made with frozen Morningstar tempeh!)
I've read more than half of these, though I'm curious about what the hell The Robin William Scrapbook is and what a novelization of The Jerk is like!
Jesus wept it's literally this old twitter gag
The Bourne Identity also uses the same Goldeneye reload sound at the 0.45 and 1.05 mark in the final gunfight: www.youtube.com/watch?v=XhpJ...
Congratu-fucking-lations for your genius and your bravery.
Thanks to The Bourne Identity (which I still love, save for that one terrible matte shot during the climax), almost every Bond and MI movie afterwards had the hero on the lam from his own organization (though to be fair, the first Mission Impossible beat Bourne to that particular punch)
Huh, I didn’t realize Tony Gilroy wrote the Bourne movies (also, it’s buck wild how The Bourne Identity broke spy movies so bad that most spy movies stopped being spy movies and became Bourne movies instead).
Because I was hoping this show would do better.
Still one of my faves.
@hackintimseeley.bsky.social
My siblings and I when we hear the dad’s Tantive IV get captured while we’re downstairs trying to watch Captain Caveman
I quit out of this meme when I couldn’t find the 1985 Atari Star Wars!
*slapping the desk, laughing about how my mom *does* sometimes shit her pants before going to lightspeed*
SO *THATS* WHAT HER TWO BIG DOMES DO
Your Mom-Class Star Destroyer
*laughing at the image of my mom’s silhouette falling across all the other moms to suggest her sheer mass just before her immense size is revealed to filmgoers*
What a thing to be best known for when you die.
I’m assuming most of his friends & family knew about his role in Pulp Fiction, or else he might have an 80+ year-old aunt asking people on Facebook about what a “gimp” is right now.
“And then we went to the crematorium to pick up dad’s remains after his suicide - which reminds me, use my code to save 10% on your next order of burnt ends from BeefBox”
But at least Berman & Braga understood episodic television - the problem with bringing in a Hollywood failson to manage Star Trek is that even after a decade he’s still treating every season of every show as a “10-hour-long-movie!” long after people got tired of that terrible plotting/pacing/stakes.
I’m reminded of how Enterprise was marketed as “NOT YOUR DADDY’S STAR TREK”, but when I finally Netflixed the DVDs, Berman & Braga sounded SO old and tired and out of touch on the commentaries - you can tell they at least sincerely tried, but they just didn’t have it in them to make a relevant show.
The terrible thing is that it’s not THAT bad! I’m not hatewatching, there’s some legit flashes of brilliance, but the few good parts are constantly undermined by the fundamental rot that is Secret Hideout’s “cinematic” storytelling house style.
Like, I was hoping the school being a spaceship would make for a super cool fucking school, but, nope, the show never takes advantage of that fun idea - its only like that because these writers/showrunners don’t know how to make Star Trek that doesn’t take place on a starship.
Made even worse by the fact that almost every season of every Kurtzmann Trek era show has ended with a galactic threat, which highlights how few interesting ideas tend to be generated generated by this kind of shitty “cinematic” screenwriting.
The one thing I wanted out of a Starfleet Academy show was a show that didn’t end up with a bunch of teens saving the whole galaxy (especially in its first season), and of course Kurtzmann & co couldn’t clear that one little hurdle.
I started this week bitching about how extraction shooters feel like me paying for the privilege of feeling like a garbage man (who has to fight other garbage men) - now I’m ending this week happily running errands to make the world more moist so I can make a stupid pink monster yawn.
Now THIS is what I'm talking about.