I'm not very good arguing a point

In an effort to link this post with one preceding it: Coraline was good. It took chances other films aimed at similar audiences don't take, but stretched out in the middle making me wait for shit to kick in gear. Interestingly enough, the average age of the showing we went to was around 22, with a solitary six-year-old bringing down the average a little while also being the only person there under the age of 18.

After seeing Coraline, the realization came to me that there's nothing I want to see until Watchmen comes out. For some this might be seen as a boon - I could be doing anything else besides blowing $10 to sit still for two hours - but for me it's a down note. I like going to see movies. I like going to see movies with my friends, I should say. I'm severely disinclined to go to the theater alone; I may as well stay home and pop in a DVD. Meanwhile, not seeing a movie does not mean I will do something else instead. Eliminating cinema does not equate to me taking up mountain biking, for instance.

Soon after defining the movie-going void that stretched until 03.06.09, I found this piece concerning views voiced by Alan Moore, creator and writer for Watchmen. My enmity for this man deepens as time goes on. Is there a bigger hypocrite in comics? Please, tell me so I can add to my repertoire of vitriol. His points are essentially: 1) movies suck, 2) comic book movies suck, and 3) comics themselves suck, with two additional inferred points 4) you suck for liking them, and 5) I rule.

Y'know, I was gonna get angry. Angry over the words of an old English hippie. Mr. Moore may have been burned by the movie industry for his entire professional career (either due to or despite his decisions concerning his involvement), but at the end of the day he's going to get a fat residuals check for the work on a movie that he didn't do. Moore spent 0 hours on the set coaching the actors, 0 hours consulting the director or producers, and 0 hours editing, fine-tuning, or even writing the screenplay. If the Watchmen movie is bad, he can say he had nothing to do with it; if the Watchmen movie is good, I can say he had nothing to do with it. Either way, he gets paid*.

He's a detractor, not a creator.

* To be fair and a bit more precise, Dave Gibbons (artist of Watchman) gets paid, as Alan Moore will abdicate any money he'll receive from the film to Gibbons, the same situation that occurred with V for Vendetta. Gibbons was heavily involved with the shaping of Watchmen, so if anyone deserves praise or residuals for their work on the movie, it's him.

Gonna see Coraline tonight in 3D

EDIT: Damn this YouTube. I had to edit my blog template to make this video fit.

EDIT2: Further damn Blogger. Now I feel the need to customize everything.

Just to get my annual blog post quota out of the way

I hate my hair.

I hate that I don't have as much as I used to. Ever get a sunburn on the top of your head from less than 30 minutes outside? Shit's embarrassing. I hate how it's thin on top and thick on the sides. I hate how the sides curl up and out to create some sort of horn-like protrusions if not properly managed.

I hate maintaining my hair. I hate having to buy products that do nothing to make its upkeep more manageable. I hate having to comb it only for it to get out of place less than ten seconds later. I hate having to take an hour or more of my time to wait to sit in some sadistic contraption someone in good humor called a 'chair', wearing a tight paper gorget and accompanying smock while some lady I can barely understand, let alone converse with, wields sharp metallic objects out of line of sight, dangerously close to fleshy and sensitive protrusions of my head that I would like to keep symmetrical for as long as possible, in some attempt to butcher my hair that I will never be satisfied with despite her attempts after the fact to aim a series of mirrors at the back of my head to show off her handywork like I know the first thing about what I want, and if I knew one iota of what I wanted in a hairstyle or how to achieve it with a pair of scissors and an electric razor you bet your ass I would take some time out of my Sunday afternoon to do it myself. I hate that I have to pay for the experience.

Also, I lost my jacket and it's cold.