Anyone who watches The Shield -- and by that I mean anyone currently in possession of a soul -- should be treated extra special this week. Special with a capital S. It's been a rough few days for the consistent viewers of this most excellent of television shows, so if you know anyone who watches it and has been acting "out of sorts" at all, just know it's for good reason. The finale episode of season five (I believe season six will be the final one) was, without any doubt in my mind, the most shocking, well-done episodes that I've personally ever seen on television. And I watch a fair amount of shows. The writers for this show are just bad, evil people. Though I'll have to make an addendum to that saying that the viewers of the show are simply masochistic.
I read Vanilla Sky without the batshit crazy women. It is a really easy-to-read book (and a fairly quick read, at that), but the first few pages may overwhelm people a bit with all sorts of fancy futuristic jargon. Once you get past the introductory pages, though, the book becomes far more readable. This week's book is The Left Hand of Darkness and, try as I may, it's just not an easy book to get into. So far (within the initial twenty pages) it's just dry, dull, and fairly generic feeling despite the fact that it's actual content is "fresh" and "innovative." Hopefully it gets better, but I'm not holding out hope in this particular case.
Here's some cute for your day. Love it. Worship it. Break into tears at the sight of it's oh-so-adorable little mug. Whatever.
And one-sentence movie review time for the movies I've seen in the last couple weeks. The Thing was a really cool paranoid horror flick with a fairly nifty subdued ending scene; seems it's regarded as a "classic" of sorts, and I can see why. Undead was simply hilarious gore-horror (gorror?) movie in ways that I can't even accurately describe with words. V for Vendetta was a surprisingly good movie that was really quite worth the trip. My favorite movie of this batch, though, was Slither; a movie I'm anticipating with all the patience of a strung-out teenage girl the hour before her Winter Formal.
And with that image I think I'll call it a night.
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