So today I went to Gameworks with Ed and Xaq. It was pretty fun… as you might have guessed, it’s a big arcade place. Yeah. It was pretty crazy… not the coolest place in the world by any means. So we rented Suicide Kings and damn it’s a good movie.
The ending made me really sad…. prolly because I’m sort of used to the idea of being in love with someone for real. I used to watch movies and when there was a romantic scene/theme, or two characters were in love and one died or something, sure, it was sad. But it’s not even close to how you take it in when you know that feeling. You know that the characters have that indescribable(yes, I spelled that right) emotion that you have for someone else, and it makes you think how you’d feel if you lost that someone. I’m sure most of you don’t know *really* what I’m talking about. Sure, you get it, but you have to really be in love with some to really get that feeling. :sniffle:: Anyway.
Has anyone else noticed that the plots to “Godzilla vs some other random monster” movies are the worst? That’s right. Worse than porn. Everyone knows how bad porn plots are… well, watch an old-skool Godzilla movie. It’ll end and you’ll have no idea what happened besides the fact that underpaid, sweaty guys in monster suits hooked up to wires in plain view of the camera are romping around a city built to 1/16 bad scale and hitting each other, and for some reason sparks fly out of them when they get hit. Who do they think they are, Power Rangers? Jeesh.
Listening to: No Doubt – Hey Baby(what happened? I thought No Doubt was a punk rock group… what is this crap?)