Avatar Sneak-peak: 15 minutes that changed my life?

 Oh Mr. Cameron, although I still haven’t forgiven you for making Titanic the largest grossing movie of all time and Oscar hog (till Jackson and NZ crew tied you with ROTK), you did make a large portion of the good Sci-Fi movies to come from my childhood (not that I watched them then Mum and Dad, honest). And in the spirit of full disclosure, Titanic was a pretty good yarn, and it stopped Shrek from taking the top spot - so you are forgiven for being one of the only people on this earth to make a movie seemingly everyone likes, you smug git… Sorry, that was uncalled for. And now, here we are ten years on and like little Charlie Bucket standing, coughing and wheezing at the front gates, listening to faint whizzing and whirring coming from within your closed factory, I brimmed with anticipatory salivation at what fantastic morsel you were cooking up next. And to stretch my analogy for all it’s worth, when the chance to snag a golden ticket for “Avatar Day” I got ready to do whatever it would take to get a spot inside your world. Luckily it only consisted of sitting online and furiously pounding the F5 key on my laptop, instead of causing the onset of diabetes from all that chocolate like Wonka caused. I’ll also forgive you, Mr. Cameron for causing the servers to crash probably due to overwhelming demand for these tickets, as I finally, after the deadline closed for tickets, found myself unwrapping the flash intro of your site to find staring back at me two tickets for your 15 minute sneak-peak of Avatar! You’re still not forgiven for putting things into motion that would cause Arnie to become “Governater” of California. No, I can’t grant you penance for that. But on everything else we’re good...

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Kiss from a Vampire, Reviewing Radical’s “Incarnate”

Everyone has a guilty pleasure, one that they don’t talk about. They draw the curtains; close the blinds, as dusk falls. They sit in front of the alter of the 21st century and begin this secretive ceremony. Hold up, you thought I was talking about Vampires? No, no, you’ve got it all wrong; I’m talking about reality TV. Now don’t lie, while staring at your feet with guilt. It’s okay; we are a slave to its power. Sure we all watch Lost and pretend that, that’s it, other than Adult Swim, of course. But all of us find ourselves hovering on channels when Bret Michaels searches for another STD, or Dr. Drew tries to counsel ex Babylon 5 alumni with a made case of the rehab blues. For me, it’s a passing glance at John and Kate (can’t help it, I’m mesmerized by the “car-crash’esqueness” of it all) and Gene Simmons Family Jewels. It’s like the non-dysfunctional version of the Osbournes! But anyone whose watched it from the start has probably noticed two things in the last year. One, this show is getting more and more staged to the point that it might take the title away from Brooke Knows Best (which FYI, I don’t watch). That knowledge comes from watching The Soup with Joel McHale. The second thing is that Nick has been walking around with comic books in his hands, left and right. As soon as I saw this, knowing his long-tongued dad has a Kiss comic, I knew we would see something from the young member of the Kiss-clan.


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Reviewing Caprica

People have always been fascinated with the unknown, in relation to life. We find it such a unique experience, even though all kinds of life and existence surround us from microbe to pet cat. Somehow we feel it unique, alien, and completely un-reproducible. And we are fascinated by the possibility that man can take control of this knowledge and positively terrified by what we would do with such power. Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein leapt off the page to confront this, using body parts and electricity. In the day and age where reality becomes increasingly blurred with the ‘virtual’ reality of the internet, Ronald D. Moore asks the same question. Can and should we play God, or perhaps more aptly, gods?

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