Sunday, June 06, 2004 Mtv? I don't do designer drugs
There are days when I do miss cable. The television here at the Home Office is a little "funny". Either I'm drunk all the time, or the picture is awful.
We generally watch DVDs on the computer instead. Recently, we had to rent Pitch Black, because Vin Diesel is like a muppet made of beef. Also, we'd been yelling "Riiiiddick!" around the house ever since they started advertising whatever movie where they all have to yell, "Riiiidick!" in the previews.
"Riiiiiiidick!" The cat hates it. Try it in your own home.
Apparently Mr. Diesel signed some kind of 14-picture Riiiiiidick-related deal. His handlers should be smacked.
The first Pitch Black DVD we rented was horribly scratched. When I went in to exchange it for a working one, the clerk tried to convince me to purchase the unrated director's cut instead. "No, no," I said. "See, I don't actually need to own this. I just kind of need to see it. Right now."
Here is the plot of Pitch Black: a spaceship carrying passengers and a dangerous convict crashes on a desert planet inhabited by flesh-eating bugs that only strike in the absence of light. As a solar elcipse darkens the skies, the passengers aren't sure if they're more afraid of the bugs...or of Riddick!
You love it.
Recently soooomebody was telling me about how he strongly disliked 80s pop music when it was new, but now kind of enjoys it because it evokes a feeling of nostalgia for that time period.
Well, pretend I'm more erudite than I am, and pretend I hated this Riddick crap when it came out, like a rational person. But pretend, now, that it's the future, and pretend I am famous, and I am on Space-Vh1, on "I love the 00s!"
RIIIIIIIIIDICK!!!!!!!!
See? Now it's cultural commentary.
posted by Frenz | 6/06/2004 07:39:00 PM
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