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I'm a firm believer that movie trailers can be way too revealing. I'm not saying that all movie trailers are bad. I've watched the Inception trailer a couple times now and I still have no idea what that film is about. I remember the original Matrix trailers. I don't recall showing any part of the 'real world' in the various spots.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Shutter Island trailer choreographed the whole film. Scenes from the trailer were cut from various parts of the movie, including some near the end. This is what you understand from the trailer:&lt;br /&gt;
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1) Main character, a federal marshal, arrives at Shutter Island, a prison for the criminally insane.&lt;br /&gt;
2) Originally sent to investigate a missing inmate, he soon finds out that there's a huge conspiracy around.&lt;br /&gt;
3) Trailer shows him speaking with the missing woman, who informs him that there's a huge conspiracy and everyone's in on it! (the orderlys, doctors, guards, everyone!) They're doing nasty experiments and he's the latest victim.&lt;br /&gt;
4) He's trying to get out before they make him insane through psychobabble drugs which are in the good, medicine, cigarettes that he's been using.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, I don't think its a spoiler in stating that there's a twist to this movie. The real twist (here it comes) is that it is so blatantly obvious. The main character has always been a patient at the hospital. He's a federal marshal who was so grief stricken with the death of his wife and kids that he fabricated the whole story of going to Shutter Island to investigate the guy to blame for their deaths... and that's himself! Brilliant stuff, right?&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm not a doctor, and I don't claim to know anything, but I wish that I could have delusions as great as the main character's. To be able to fabricate a story like that and then delude himself into believing it. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, movies aren't just about plot. The acting in the film was great. I thought the pacing had some problems. The action and drama slows down dramatically the moment that the twist is revealed. It felt a little too pretentious to me with the whole name-anagram idea. Really, an insane man is going to create his alternate persona with the same anagram as his real name? Yeah, right. I was waiting for the other twist to drop, that somehow he was correct and that Shutter Island was a brain-washing camp. Nope. The movie ends with Leo still being crazy.&lt;br /&gt;
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Also, I thought the music score in the film was strange and out of place. There were several points in the movie where there's an increasingly loud blast of low tone (like a ship's horn or something) such as when Leo first enters the prison facility. I'm not sure what that was about, but I didn't like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20908296-801978745322009008?l=www.lierxd.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Disappointing.</title><content type="html">The final episode of the season (series) has just aired and I can&amp;#39;t help but feel it didn&amp;#39;t live up to its full potential. &lt;br&gt;Fans everywhere have been saying for a while that the series has gone sour and bad. I personally felt that the &amp;#39;badness&amp;#39; first began to show at the showdown of Season 1. I mean, that episode was just anticlimactic.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Season 4 began pretty good. It was definitely a slow start, focusing on less plot points than usual. In a lot of ways, I think its similar to SGU. I was holding out hope that the season would build up to something great, and it all depends on the finale. Unfortunately, it just didn&amp;#39;t deliver.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;So, Samuel has been collecting meta-humans because his ability is exponentially increased with more mutants around. His power is to move dirt. During the whole season, Samuel has been saying that he wants to build a home for his mutant friends, so that they can live in peace without hiding their powers. I dig that. Of course, Samuel is also the season&amp;#39;s villain, so the heroes had to be against his plan. He killed his own brother out of rage (the brother did hide the secret to Sam&amp;#39;s power his whole life) and used various manipulations to gather more mutants. He must be bad! Claire/Bennett believes that he&amp;#39;s gathering all of these people so that he can magnify his power to kill &amp;quot;thousands of people&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;It would have been a genuine surprise IF Samuel, although his methods were evil, actually did want to build a mutant paradise. Imagine if the Heroes were barging in to stop him, and then Samuel and his circus freaks battle it over. In the end, all of the &amp;#39;heroes&amp;#39; have been rendered useless and they could only watch what Samuel had planned. He reveals to the world that mutants do exist, and then he creates his paradise somewhere in the midwest, inviting all mutants to join him. He would announce that this town will succeed from the USA, being its own country, etc. No bloodshed, no harm. The heroes who tried to stop samuel would be banished from this new town. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Doesn&amp;#39;t this sound more interesting than what we got?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In the televised final episode, Claire and the gang go to stop Samuel. They convince that Samuel is a bad man, and then tells everyone to leave so Samuel doesn&amp;#39;t have anymore power. While everyone is trying to get away, Peter fights Samuel with his cloned power. Dirt battle! Exciting! Hiro appears and teleports everyone out.Samuel and Peter both lose their powers, so Peter knocks Sam out with a punch. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;The teaser for Volume 6 is that Claire, wanting to not hide anymore, decides to show the world that meta humans exist by getting camera people to film her hurting herself and regenerating. Lame!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, the ratings for the show have been so abysmal that I doubt there will be another season. I think I&amp;#39;m done with the show regardless. I liked my ending so much better.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20908296-8847903055188891660?l=www.lierxd.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Feels just like New York!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The first official greeting I received from Guam was during the post-flight video( which looked like it must have been recorded over 20 years ago). In the video, the narrator mentions that one of the biggest attraction is the Rotating Pope Statue, built in honour of the Pope's arrival back in ~1985. The other big attraction is the aquarium. Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to confess, I knew nothing about what or where Guam is before I came here. Here's a short lesson. It is an Island-Nation/Territory of the USA in the Pacific Ocean. It is about three and a half hours of travel by plane from Japan and Taiwan. Plastered on the walls here are posters proclaiming that "Guam: Where the Sun first Rises in the USA". Neat.&lt;br /&gt;So, Spain owned the island for about a billion years. The Americans came in the 1800's and won it. During the second world war, the Japanese took over for a while. It went back to the United States after the war. Cool man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guam is a hugely popular tourist place for the Japanese people. Thus, I've been mistaken for being Japanese a couple of times. When they try to speak with me, I just say Domo Arigato and ohayo gozaimasu, which doesn't make sense for most of the conversations. Neato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been here a couple of days. After the wedding tonight, I'll be hopping on a plane back to the Hong Kong Land. The place is pretty nice. The first couple had been marred by the occasional rain. 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What a fgt." /><author><name>Lier X Agerate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16332109696724664672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="00989113113766533068" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.lierxd.com/2009/12/airport-what-fgt.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04FRHY-cCp7ImA9WxBTE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20908296.post-6465375081464805327</id><published>2009-12-08T17:34:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T18:31:55.858-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-08T18:31:55.858-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Games" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Television" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rant" /><title>Better Off Ted Premiere, SGU, and Shitting my pants because of KFC</title><content type="html">Better Off Ted - Returns tonight! Quirky science-fictiony show. Watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SGU - As I mentioned before, this show doesn't appeal to everyone. Not everyone loves the slow, soapy, character driven shows. Historically, the Stargate Franchise has been more action and plot driven. As a result, many people dislike SGU, and it shows in the ratings. At this point, however, most of the critics have quit or already stopped watching the show, and the remaining few (myself included) mostly generally enjoy the program. The real question is whether there are enough fans of the show to sustain the program for another season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit on pants, KFC - I made a detour coming home tonight to stop at the KFC at Lansdowne. What used to be Toonie Tuesday a couple of years ago have morphed into 2.69 Tuesdays. Two chicken pieces (thigh and drumstick) plus a small order of fries for that price is excellent. When I got out of my car and tried to close the door, I heard a loud clanking sound. I assumed it was my seatbelt which might have been stuck. I checked and it was clear. I closed the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got inside to order my sweet (salty) fat chicken meat, I realized that I wasn't carrying my N95 Mobile. Thus, I couldn't call My Friends and ask why they were so late. Oh well. I finished my food and went to buy some study-treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half an hour later, when I was about to leave the parking lot, I remembered about my phone. Did I get messages? I'm a fairly important guy so I should have messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find my phone. It was dark outside and the interior lights were being dumb.  I looked under the car seats. Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I was starting to get scared. I thought back to when I last knew I had my phone. It was in the car. What was that noise when I tried to close my door? Was it my phone? WAS MY PHONE LYING ON THE GROUND OF THE PARKING LOT? OH SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a U-turn right in the intersection, ignoring all the traffic signals.  After dodging a few cars, I made it back to the parking lot. I got out. I looked around. Did I park here? or there?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;My phone was not on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;I looked in my car again. This time, on the passenger side.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Fuuu-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know! I'll call myself, and then the gentle vibration of its silent ringing will lead me to it.&lt;br /&gt;Fuuu-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I'll just go home and play world of warcraft, Patch 3.3&lt;br /&gt;Fuuu- My Blizzard Authenticator is on the phone. Can't play without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuuu-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked between the rows of the car, feeling much like a thief looking for a weak spot.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I shamefully walked back to my car. I went back home.&lt;br /&gt;I used my home phone. I find my phone. The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20908296-6465375081464805327?l=www.lierxd.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I first saw the trailers a couple of months ago and I was not very impressed. Although lowered expectations have worked out well in the past (especially with GI Joe), this film managed to cause a sort of rage to boil inside of me. A rage of angerful...ness. This is clearly the worst movie I've seen this year. It isn't an easy task considering Transformers 2, Wolverine, and Paranormal Activities all came out in the same year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know anything about the plot before watching the film but I masterfully deduced that Ninjas would assassinate some people. I was not disappointed in that respect. Here's a warning: There is a lot of blood and &lt;a href="http://img68.exs.cx/img68/8593/2569.jpg"&gt;extreme gore&lt;/a&gt; in the film. If people being sliced in half with cgi-added blood splattering everywhere turns you off, you might not want to watch the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinematography and fight correography were done well for the most part. If you're one those people able to watch a film and not even spend one iota of thought, then it would be enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main issue with the film is the horrible, horrible writing, and numerous logical inconsistencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm extremely familiar with &lt;a href="http://www.lierxd.com"&gt;terrible writing&lt;/a&gt;, so I get angry when I see it produced on the screen. The main Ninja's betrayal of the other ninjas seem very weak. It just seemed like a weak reason. If the main ninja brought up the idea that he was kidnapped at a young age, became an orphan due to his real parents murder, then maybe there would have been more weight to his betrayal. As shown on screen, he has no problem killing random people that the Ninja Boss says, but he has a problem with killing a girl. Refusing to kill the girl, the main Ninja attacks the Ninja Boss and his thousands of Ninja Disciples. The main Ninja narrowly escapes as he falls thirty floors from the top of a skyscraper into the ocean. The main Ninja has been hunting his former Ninja brothers ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest writing flaw is the inclusion of the whole EuroPolice storyline. It was obviously added as a way to bridge western audiences with an otherwise Japanese/Asian dominated film. The idea that Ninjas aren't enough to sell tickets without adding white and black people is ridiculous. Ninjas can sell anything.&lt;br /&gt; That storyline is about a female researcher finding links between Ninja killings. She visits an old EuroPol agent's wife who was deemed crazy and was suicided. Ninjas don't want anyone finding any information about them. A Ninja Assassin was sent to assassinate this chick. The main Ninja decides that he needs her help to expose the Ninja Conspiracy and fights to protect her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the logical inconsistencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninjas portrayed in this film have three special qualities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;They're super fast. This helps them to hide in shadows effectively, and they appear as a blur to an average viewer. Fast enough to avoid bullets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They can regenerate cut flesh just by twiddling their thumbs in meditation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They are super strong, able to throw Ninja stars faster and with more force than humanly possible. They can wield katanas that can slice a torso into two.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Oh yeah, and with training, they have super senses. Main Ninja was able to hear a conversation from several rooms over. And when he is asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With these abilities, how is it possible that they get defeated by mere gun toting normals? Well, for the first 90% of the film, the Ninja Assassins were able to kill anything and anything they wanted, other than when another Ninja stops them. They pop out of shadows whispering words such as "kill him", and "ninja" in a Lost-Others fashion.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to spoil the super awesome ending, but the Ninjas get demolished by a group of commandos. Oh yeah, and the researcher lady is with them with her weapon shooting at Ninjas too! Who thought it was a good idea to bring her along. Good thing gets killed by the Ninja Boss so that the Main Ninja enrages and out-Ninjas the Ninja Boss. Except that in the end, she's going to be okay. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and the acting wasn't done very well either. (Except for the Ninja Boss, and some of the flashback scenes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20908296-4900760091983432326?l=www.lierxd.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The Crew didn&amp;#39;t start out that way though. Due to an attack from an unnamed foe, an evacuation was ordered and everyone was ordered to go through the Stargate. Doctor Rush, the chief scientist involved with the Icaris Project, decides to dial the 9th chevron address one last time instead of Earth. Everyone was forced to go to the Destiny instead of Earth, stranding them halfway across the universe in a failing starship.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;The first couple of episodes dealt with the issue of getting Air and Water. Another two episodes dealt with the ship&amp;#39;s power concern. The latest episode was about the crew&amp;#39;s relationship with Earth. Scientists on Earth have a plan to bring everyone back, but their plans wouldn&amp;#39;t have worked according to Rush. Faced with imminent death, the scientists fled back to Earth.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Fans of the franchise have several issues with the plot.&lt;br&gt;1) Communication Stones &lt;br&gt; - The stones were introduced in SG1 and are magical devices that allow the consciousness of two individuals to switch across vast distances. I understand why the Icaris Expedition would have these stones. It is the only technology they have that can be used to communicate from really far away. I like the continuity aspect of it.&lt;br&gt; - I really would have preferred if they kept the Destiny Crew all alone with no communication from Earth. I think it adds a dramatic element if they&amp;#39;re not able to visit home. Though, being in someone else&amp;#39;s body isn&amp;#39;t the same, it still feels like a cheat.&lt;br&gt; - An issue raised is that the people who swapped bodies don&amp;#39;t seem to respect the body. Drinking alcohol or having sex is equated to rape, etc. The main problem is that there doesn&amp;#39;t seem to be a clear guideline created by the Pentagon. We know that there are rules mentioned by dialogue, but it still doesn&amp;#39;t seem clear. It doesn&amp;#39;t really make sense for the government to not be watching these people. (maybe they are but they&amp;#39;re just in the shadows)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;2) Drama / 90210 / Love Triangles&lt;br&gt;- A lot of screen time has been devoted to exploring the character&amp;#39;s psyche or feelings. This is a big departure from previous Stargate shows. In those shows the main characters knew the mission they&amp;#39;re there for. At the end of the mission, they get to return home to Earth. In this show, the crew is comprised of evacuees from an exploding base. They&amp;#39;re not the ones who would have gone through the stargate. They&amp;#39;re the people who are there to maintain the base. Cooks, Janitors, and HR reps.&lt;br&gt; -TV watchers are wary of love triangles because they&amp;#39;re fairly unrealistic and are mostly unsuccessfully dull. It looks like the show is setting up a series of triangles and quadrangles. I understand why this will turn people off, but it hasn&amp;#39;t reached a breaking point for me yet.&lt;br&gt; 3) Dark and Gritty&lt;br&gt;SGU has a lot of sex scenes and unlikeable characters. They&amp;#39;re there by design and this annoys a bunch of franchise fans who would prefer their stargate to be lighthearted popcorn entertainment. There&amp;#39;s nothing wrong with wanting some more of the old. I just want to see a more serious story like this in the stargate universe.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20908296-4767489709323333881?l=www.lierxd.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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