For the record, I am painted green in today’s strip because I want to be more like The Hulk.
And yes, I am wearing pants.
I didn’t get an opportunity to watch this, the first-ever all-pirate Super Bowl mostly because I have been spending the weekend installing laminate flooring in my kitchen. Most of my spare time has been spent recuperating.
But consider yourself lucky that you got a strip today. I could have very easily sawed off a thumb. I was dealing with circular saws, compound miter saws, even tiny handsaws for three days straight.
This basically makes Cami’s one-liner in the last panel perfectly moot in the real world. I operated power tools, dammit! POWER TOOOOOOOLS!
All things the same, I did get to see the trailers in question… just not during the Super Bowl. All of them I caught on line long before Sunday.
I saw the first few Hulk teaser trailers a while ago and think they’re very well done. The don’t show much of ol’ Jade Jaws, and that’s good. The people involved in this movie know half of the draw is seeing how they put a 8 foot tall green behemoth on the screen.
I’m still pretty amazed that Ang Lee is directing this thing. I mean, this is the same guy who directed Sense and Sensibility. It doesn’t add up.
The latest Daredevil trailer makes the movie look really good, but I’m still afraid Ben Affleck is gonna screw it up. He wouldn’t have been my first choice to play The Man Without Fear. Hell, Matt Damon would be better! But, like I sucker, I go see it.
Terminator 3 looks lamest of the bunch. For some reason, this seems like Ah-nold’s last hurrah as an action hero. I don’t seem him making any more pictures like this.
The plot of Rise of the Machines looks predictably lame. To up the ante, there is an even MORE advanced Terminator coming after John Conner – the T-X. And, of course, it’s a woman. So what do they send back in time to protect him? Another T-800 which, by this point, must be shockingly behind the curve-technology wise. And why are the outsides of these things getting more wrinkled and leathery? Hmmm…
Anyway, that’s it for current stuff. Here’s some gristle to chew on…
Last Friday’s strip got a very strong response. Apparently a lot of you feel just as strongly about Jerry Bruckheimer as I do. But I’m beginning to think it’s less and less the fault of producers like him, but instead, the sweeping gullibility of the American public. Did anyone else see that Darkness Falls was #1 at the box office this weekend? Expect some commentary on that this Wednesday.
Secondly, last Friday I made mention of an e-mail I received from “a certain Carmike Cinema employee” who told me how Kangaroo Jack sold out two showings in his theater. I was mistaken when I thought he wished to remain nameless. That was not the case.
So, credit where credit is due, Adam Douglas is the one who provided me with that heart-stopping statistic. Sorry, Adam.
I guess you could say I’m just trying to put right what once went wrong. Kind of like Dr. Sam Beckett in Quantum Leap…
For me, watching football is like going to church. I do it once a year and I don’t pay attention.
It’s kind of hard for me not to get wrapped up in the Super Bowl, though. I have a lot of positive memories attached to previous contests. I’ve had a lot of fun hanging out with people who genuinely care about the game and watching them was almost as much fun as watching the game – if not more so. Since then, I’ve just kind of added it to the “tradition” file.
It was funny reading everyone’s tweets and status updates on Twitter and Facebook yesterday. Almost everyone I know said something to the effect of “Today is the Super Bowl. I don’t care.”
Now, I’ve certainly been guilty of this from time to time. A couple of weeks ago when they were playing the AFC and NFC Championship games, I commented to Cami “Aren’t you glad I don’t care about sports? Seriously. Because if I did, you wouldn’t see me on Sundays, ever.” I’ve even posted my own “What’s the big deal?” tweets and status updates in the past to this effect.
But reading the cacophony of disdain from my circle of friends regarding the Super Bowl made me wonder with whom were they trying to earn “Cool Points?”
The posts that kind of made me bristle a little bit were the ones that basically communicated “People who watch the Super Bowl for the commercials are dumb!” Maybe I just took the observation personally since the commercials are my favorite part.
I mean, I realize that it’s sad that I’ve been conditions to eagerly anticipate commercials. It just goes to show how deep marketing executives have their hooks into me. But you know what, tonight I’ll leave the TV off and read a book instead. Karmic balance: ACHIEVED.
(For the curious, I’m currently reading Chuck Klosterman’s “Eating The Dinosaur.”)
I’ve always looked forward to the commercials in part because it was always great one-stop shopping to watch the trailers for all of the upcoming blockbusters. I remember a few years ago when the trailer for Iron Man came out and I basically ordered everyone in the room to shut up before cranking the volume. People actually cheered for that trailer after watching it. Badass.
But this year, it didn’t seem like there were any trailers to get excited about. I saw spots for The Last Airbender, Prince of Persia: Sands of Time and Tim Burton’s Alice in Wonderland.
I’ll admit to not being as invested in these movies as much as I was for Iron Man (how could I be), but none of these trailers connected for me. I’m not excited about any of these movies!
As I was thinking about this disconnect, it occurred to me that there really is no point in getting excited for these trailers during the Super Bowl because they’ve already been online for months. Oh, internet. Is there nothing you can’t ruin?
I shouldn’t blame the internet. Really, I have only myself to blame. Obviously I’m more connected to what’s happening online than most people. So if a new trailer hits, I’m probably watching it the second it comes out. I’m sure for some, the trailers shown during the Super Bowl were phenomenal. But for me, I’ve lost one of the tethers that convinces me to plop down in front of the television for three hours and watch a sporting event I really have no stake in.
That said, it was a good game. I wanted to Colts to win for no other reason than they represented the Midwest. That and also because all of the commentary beforehand led me to believe that Peyton Manning was the most important thing to happen to football since shoulder pads.
Since I have no stake in the outcome of the game, it would have been easy to root for New Orleans after Tracy Porter ran for a 74-yard touchdown after intercepting a pass from Manning. But it’s pretty much been our tradition to pick a team and stick with them, even when you don’t know what’s going on. It creates the illusion of a vested interest in the game.
What about you guys? Did you watch the Big Game last night, or were you too cool for the room? What did you think of the commercials? What did you think of the movie trailers. If you must, tell us what you thought of the game. Leave your comments below!