Month: March 2010 (page 3 of 5)

KICK-ASS

KICK-ASS
My other bit of birthday celebration was attending Popcorn Taxi‘s sneak preview of KICK-ASS. This is a new film based on a comic book about a normal kid who decides to put on a costume and become a superhero called “Kick-Ass.” The crowd was definitely the stereotypical “comic book geek” demographic. (I’d estimate less than 10% were female.) Since the movie still doesn’t open for a few weeks, they actually confiscated all our mobile phones as we went in. The Snook and I had seen a couple of trailers, but neither of us really knew what to expect. It was AWESOME. It was equal parts dark humor and ultraviolence. It was an incredibly visceral experience. I was literally wincing and bouncing in my seat through some of the action sequences. At a couple points, the whole audience broke into cheers and applause. After the movie finished, Matthew Vaughn the director joined us via phone to take questions from the audience. He talked about how he pretty much had to finance the film on his own, and how his goal was just to make the kind of movie that he and his friends would like. He said he didn’t like the modern trend of handheld, quick-cut action sequences where you can’t tell what’s happening. Each action set piece in the film was completely different from anything we’d seen before. He told a few stories about Chloe and the infamous scene where she uses the c-word. He surprised me by revealing that filming took place in London, which I wouldn’t have guessed. He also told us about some of the fun musical choices he made when putting together the soundtrack. (There was a long discussion about the Elvis track — but to be honest I don’t even remember it, because it occurred during a really exciting part of the movie and I was too caught up in what was happening onscreen to note the music!)

A few more notes: Yeah, the language in this film is really bad, and most of it comes from an 11-year-old girl. If that super-offends you, don’t go. However, Hit Girl is my frickin’ hero and I think she is one of the most awesome girls in movies ever. (The Snook was making comparisons to Mathilda in The Professional, but I think Hit Girl kicks Natalie Portman’s ass.) Also, the other girls in the movie AREN’T IDIOTS. This point was probably lost on the dudes in the audience, but I sure noticed. I’m used to accepting a certain amount of “Megan Fox” cheesecake in my stupid action movies, so it was really refreshing to not have that. (Yeah, “Katie” is hot but she’s also a real character. She wasn’t objectified and she was on equal footing in that sexual relationship. I liked Katie.) Oh! And Nicolas Cage was AWESOME! Huge surprise to me. I haven’t liked him in anything in years. I loved, loved, loved him in this. (Matthew Vaughn told us a fun story about the development of Big Daddy’s voice.) I also really liked the way the movie realistically used the Internet, like with Kick-Ass’s big break (which comes via YouTube, naturally) and the way Dave interacted with his fans via MySpace. It firmly grounded the movie in our universe and played by rules that we all understood.

So if you like big dumb action movies that aren’t actually dumb, you’ll like KICK-ASS. I’m actually thinking of seeing it again when it hits the theaters. And then I’m going to dye my hair purple and learn martial arts.

Edited to add: This review says it all much better!

Chuck Hahn Dinner

Chuck Hahn Dinner
To celebrate my birthday last week, the Snook and I went to the Chuck Hahn dinner as part of the March into Merivale promotion. It was held at Bistro CBD and featured three courses with matched beers. (I tweeted a picture of the menu.) Chuck himself couldn’t come due to illness, but he sent Tony the master brewer from Malt Shovel. Tony walked us through the beers as each course was served, and he came around to our individual tables to chat too. I especially liked the “beer map” that was provided, and that allowed me to visualise where these beers fit on the dark/light ale/lager continuum. The food was great (though the Snook found the oxtail a little salty). Very fun outing, and I think Bistro CBD is definitely worth another visit.

All blogged out.

GOOD GRIEF. Has it really been nearly a full week without a blog post? I think that may be some kind of record. Sorry about the silence; I’ve just been super busy lately. We’ll see if we can’t get some updates happening more regularly…

ROWWWWWWWRRRRR

Chewbacca says you should have your own domain name. Good tip.

Happy birthday to me…

Kristy, it’s your birthday! Happy birthday, Kristy!*
So today is my 33rd birthday. Man, that feels old. I was digging around this morning and found some photos from my 23rd birthday back in London, ten years ago today. I was living with the Notre Dame London Program then as an R.A. and working as an HTML developer at Netdecisions. A bunch of my work friends went out with me to Si Senor, the only Mexican restaurant I could find in all of London. (I think it’s since closed.)

BJ, me, Alex, and Ferret
BJ, me, Alex, and Ben (aka Ferret)…

Snookums, Eman, and BJ
Snookums (two weeks before we started dating!), Eman, and BJ

Ferret, me, Eman, and Squirrel
Ferret, me, Eman, and Mark (aka Squirrel)

There are more pictures with more folks from that night, including some of the students who joined us later. It was so fun. I can’t believe we were so young. I can’t believe it’s been so long since! (Hm. And I can’t believe I didn’t have ANY girl friends back then. Did I just hang out with guys? Quite possibly.)

Thank you to everyone who’s popped up on email and Facebook and Twitter to say “Happy birthday.” I also managed to score two(!) birthday cakes: a Spice Cake with Espresso Icing (courtesy of the Snook), and a “Belle” Barbie cake (courtesy of the amazing Miss Fee). The Snook and I are going out tomorrow night for the Chuck Hahn dinner, and then Thursday we’ll be seeing the premiere of KICK-ASS. What a great way to start the week!

* Yeah, the Snook serenaded me with the Michael Jackson birthday song from The Simpsons. Very sweet.

RunningBlog: Week 10

Week 10
I’m still experiencing the after-effects of the Public Nudity Epiphany, I think. For the past 15 months, I’ve been struggling with the rowing machine at my weekly Spudds session. There’s always at least one station on the circuit where you do two 20 second rowing sprints separated by a 10 second rest. The goal is to get 100 meters in 20 seconds. I’ve done it a few times in the past year, but I’ve never been able to get two in a row. My form is improving though, and I’ve been closing in. (Last week I had 101 and 98.) Yesterday I stood before the machine and took a few seconds to visualise myself doing it. Then I sat down and strapped in. The first 20s felt good, and I was well within pace. I got 101m for that one. Spudds came over to congratulate me and told me to “stay loose” during the 10 second rest. “Back yourself!” he yelled. And I was off. My pace was slower, and my technique was definitely sloppier. But he stood over me shouting that I could do it, and I gave it everything I had. As the buzzer sounded, my distance slipped upwards… and stopped on 100m. I gave a shout. It was as satisfying as finishing my first half-marathon. He gave me a high-five and told me that I was the first female to do it. (I’m a little doubtful of that; I’m sure some of the women in his evening classes could do it. Still, it’s a big accomplishment.) I tweeted afterwards: “I feel like I can do anything.” I really do. This whole “self-confidence” buzz is intoxicating.

But hey, running is what this is all about, right? Because of my continuing issues with my right foot, I’ve dropped my running back to three days a week (rather than four). With my Sunday distance increasing, I want to give my arch as much rest time as possible.

Mar. 5: 5.27km
Mar. 7: 10.16km
Mar. 9: 5.43km
Total this week: 20.86km
Total in 2010: 191.27km (119.5mi)

To meet my 1000km goal, I should be at 192km. So right on track!

Molasses Coffee Marinated Pork Chops

Molasses Coffee Marinated Pork Chops from Alton Brown. Yum. I’ve got some pork chops in the freezer just begging for this…

Chippo’s Raingardens

Michael Mobbs has a couple blog posts (and photos) about the failure of the new fancy “rain gardens” in Chippendale. I wondered if they were working. We guessed that they were there more to filter cigarette butts out of the stormwater drain than anything.

GGG for Runners

Peter Sagal (of Wait Wait…Don’t Tell Me fame) has a column in Runner’s World this month and has blogged his “Three G’s for Runners”. It’s got some nice pointers for anybody starting out in running.

The Tiebreaker

Clarification on the tiebreaker
Since someone emailed to ask, I did not include John Hughes in the tiebreaker count for the Oscar Contest. Jenny and I debated it during his tribute, and we hoped the producers would make it easy by including him in the “In Memoriam” reel as well. But they didn’t. However, the actual wording on the entry page was: “How many dead people will be featured in the annual Hollywood obituary tribute reel?” I think it’s pretty clear that the question is not how many dead people will be honoured at the show, but rather how many people are in the specific tribute montage. So on that basis, we went with the count of 34. Of course, it really sucks for Tom Cassutt, because if they had included Hughes (or Farrah Fawcett! or Bea Arthur!) he would’ve won the whole shebag. Sorry, Tom!