Empty Bookshelf Reviews

2010 Academy Awards

Dan — Tue, 09 Mar 2010 17:32:33 +0000

Alec and Steve were the only friends left at "Oscar's" birthday party after mom kicked Kratos out after "the incident."

Some quick ~~thoughts~~ opinions:

The "interpretive" dancing to accompany the Best Music (Original Score) nominees was tacky and plain-old ridiculous. Being that the music was written for a movie, why not show either a) a montage/custom trailer showcasing the music against the images or b) show a specific scene from the movie as-is which highlights the connection between composer and the visual material. The eventual winner, UP, has a sequence which would have lent itself perfectly for, you know, showing the effect of the music instead of a bunch of people spinning on their heads or doing the robot. If they want to show break-ish dancing, America's Best Dance Crew does it better (and without the false pretense of it being "fine art.")

Aside from the fact that a movie which would be more properly described as "rendered" (or raytraced, or something or another) rather than "filmed," won for Best Cinematography, why did they show no clips, again, showcasing the recognized, excellent cinematography? I believe only the title cards were shown. Sure, most of the movies (except, Harry Potter, I believe) were shown in other awards' intro sections, but movies are a visual medium, show it if it's awards-worthy! Or maybe you could get the interpretive dancers to movieoke the scenes in question.

The Best Actor/Actress "wedding toasts" are still awkward and unnecessarily long. BUT, watching the obligatory "Oscar-bait" scenes are usually just as cringe-worthy. Of course, this year we got to see what happens when a "who's that guy?" actor without a compelling story (acting debut and [celebrated for some odd reason] morbid obesity, for example) gets nominated...Colin Farrell is left to relate stories from their time off set during the filming of SWAT because there is no body of work to reference (yet?). Consider it a tie between the old "bait" and new "toasts" methods. [Jeremy Renner absolutely deserved to be nominated and would not have been a surprise winner, and unrelatedly, SWAT wasn't all that bad of a movie, either].

In terms of Best Picture and Best Director (considering them interrelated here)... eh, The Hurt Locker was good, but felt a bit incomplete. Imagine a collection of seven interrelated short stories, any of which could be swapped for the climax of the movie. Unique, yes, but District 9 took another unique presentation method and did it better. The Hurt Locker would be somewhere below Up in the Air, District 9, An Education, and even Avatar on my list.

P.S. The Blind Side is an awful, awful movie. Meryl Streep did "I get what I want," bad-ass chick better in The Devil Wears Prada, though Sandra Bullock was definitely the best part of the movie (which is notable because there was anything in it that could be considered "best").

The End of Scrubs, the Sequel

Dan — Thu, 07 May 2009 23:30:18 +0000

Following up on my original, hopeful take on whether Scrubs was really going to end two years ago, another is-it-or-isn't-it the end episode aired last night. First and foremost, give the cast and crew of Scrubs and ABC (yes, the network) all the credit in the world for ignoring the absolutely awful, rather pointless seventh season and believing in the show enough to give it one last go. The entire eighth season was strong, beginning to end, and the fact that the lead actors took turns being MIA in some episodes due to cost-cutting, showed that the writers still knew what they were doing, even after two weak seasons.

Not pictured: the Janitor. And 8 years worth of wrinkles.

It's still up in the air whether the show will continue sans Zach Braff, whether they'll focus on the interesting-but-not-quite-interesting enough interns, or whether they'll simply end it last night.

Let me officially place my vote for "simply let it end." The finale was all-but perfect. They took the risky direction by not wrapping up the stories, and even calling out the fact that endings really are just beginnings, and life isn't all-about simple wrap-ups. There's the dramatic decision to make a change, but after it happens, there are simply more unknowns to be faced, some even scarier than the original moment of "conclusion." JD's "what if" fantasy at the end worked a lot better than some sort of tacked on "20 years later" third act, a la Will & Grace.

The End of Scrubs, The Sequel gets four-and-a-half stars. Funny, poignant, dramatic, and the classic Scrubs' depressing in a happy way non-resolution. And they picked a Super-Duper song for the last "dramatic montage over indie music" which I knew beforehand! [Peter Gabriel's cover of "The Book of Love" originally by The Magnetic Fields.] Coming full circle, one of the reasons this site was started stems from hearing a really good song which I stumbled across in 2005, then heard when I was watching the third season of the show en masse in 2006 and patted myself on the back for knowing it before I saw the episode... then I found out that the CD which was playing that song when I heard it was from a playlist consisting only of songs played on Scrubs. That's right. The mirror is facing another mirror which is facing me. And I'm not smiling. Anyway, minus half of one star because the show could continue which would make this a "very special episode," not a firing-on-all-cylinders, pitch perfect series finale.

The finale of the finale.

Urgent Warning Review: The Last Templar

Dan — Mon, 26 Jan 2009 18:10:53 +0000

Later tonight, NBC will be showing the second half of the two part "The Last Templar" mini-series. DO NOT WATCH THIS. It's rare that I feel tasked to present my opinion as a public warning, but it is entirely, absolutely necessary in this case.

I'm not proud of myself, but I fell for the "well, I should probably buy a book before I get on an airplane for thirteen hours" business model. That's right - I spent $10, the full retail price, based only on, "I liked The DaVinci Code well enough and that giant red cross on a white background on the cover of the book looks familiar. Ooh, it has 'templar' in the title, too." Not one of my finer moments. Not one of my finer moments.

Don't fall for it - you're better than this. Don't make the same mistake I did.

Why the warning? People are quick to complain about The DaVinci Code for perfectly valid reasons; poor structure (action, explanation, action, explanation, ad nauseum...), clunky writing, the fact that it's more-or-less the product of generously editing Angels & Demons and using "find and replace" to swap "Catholicism" with "Christianity," and so on. BUT, The DaVinci Code worked well enough. I liked the book enough to also read Angels & Demons as well as Holy Blood, Holy Grail, and most significantly, there are few people have haven't read The DaVinci Code, and I really don't know anyone that truly hated it. I stand by the complaints detailed above, yet I wouldn't tell someone not to read it if I were asked.

Of course, based on the overwhelming financial success of The DaVinci Code, a cottage industry sprang up around the Knights Templar and literary background checks of Jesus H. Christ ranging from the academic to the pulpy. Simply everyone who's remotely interested in such things has read at least The DaVinci Code and is acutely aware of the recently-renewed discussion on whether Jesus should be referred to as "Dude" or just "dude."

The Last Templar is the second worst kind of "DaVinci Code cottage industry" detritus. The single most damning error of the book is that the characters live in a vacuum where The DaVinci Code never existed. This is preposterous - as readers, we're no longer shocked that there are "major revelations" about Jesus' divinity and holding that like a carrot to keep the reader engaged just doesn't work. Within the world of the story, it's equally ludicrous that an archaeologist would be shocked (SHOCKED!) to hear that there are alternate theories of Jesus beyond those of the Gospels and Qur'an. It's just plain inexcusable.

The story itself is of the relic-hunting variety: beheadings, ancient mythology, suspect foreigners, the two lead characters getting it on, a encryption/decryption/codex device, and so on. Passable, but the obliviousness detailed above checked me out of the book almost immediately. Well, the obliviousness and the fact that the romantic thread in the story was written with the fluidity and grace matching that of a teen-aged love letter saying, "I want to do you."

I do have to comment on the selection of quotes on the front and back covers. On the front, we see "Like The DaVinci Code, Khoury's novel features age-old mysteries that play out in a modern setting." Let that sink in a bit. It's equivalent to the quote reading, "The DaVinci code is a book. This novel is also a book." There's not even an implicit recommendation; in fact, one can extract an almost negative tone from it, as if the quote continued as, "..., but this is not even The DaVinci Code." Imagine a Battlefield: Earth poster saying: "Star Wars was a movie in space. This one is, too." No, don't fall for it.

Moving to the back cover we see, "[will] satisfy your historical thriller craving." One could say the same thing about Stalingrad Vodka and alcoholism. Similarly, "For those who think Dan Brown doesn't write fast enough," doesn't actually provide a comment on the quality of the book. Think of a review of the Arena Football League: "Because the NFL off-season is February to August."

The Last Templar mini-series gets half of one star. Bad books make for bad movies. Sure, the guy who got dumped on Scrubs is perfectly likable and Mira Sorvino looks fancy, but you're better than this. If you feel the need to get your artifact-hunting itch scratched, re-read or watch The DaVinci Code, or, even better, read The Rule of Four.

Z2K9 — The Day the Music Froze During the Loading Screen

Dan — Wed, 31 Dec 2008 23:35:54 +0000

Update 1/1/2009: All better. The thing "fixed" itself. I was this close to composing a strongly worded letter written under only natural light.

In the time between beginning this post and finishing it, it looks like Microsoft formally announced a solution to the issue, the always exciting "it'll fix itself tomorrow." Of course, that doesn't change the fact that I want to listen to my party mix now. Anyway, um, enjoy the increasingly less relevant post below.

I've stood by my MP3 player for more than one-and-a-half years. The 30GB Zune isn't the prettiest, thinnest, or most useful MP3 player, but I like what it does and how it does it. I spent a lot of time getting the video compression settings "just right," and I didn't need to purchase wrist weights to "maximize" my runs. I've gotten used to people confusing it with a dumbbell but I have never had the "I think someone stole my mp3 player," panic because I know my husky baby isn't going anywhere, if only because it would be a real burden for a potential thief if he or she needed to scale a fence.

My previous MP3 player, the geek approved Rio Karma served me just fine (though a few minor repairs) from 2003-2007, at which point it started turning into "computer junk," component by component, necessitating a new player. Microsoft's been good about updating the original, 30GB, player even though it's now one-and-a-half generations old. I can't argue with that, and the free Zune Software/Music Player is actually a program I'd whole-heartedly recommend to anyone, whether he owns a Zune or not. Everything was going swimmingly - the only real issues I had were occasional freezes (which disappeared with the latest 3.1 firmware) and a totally buff right bicep. This morning, I saw that one of the "tech news" websites I visit was reporting "Hundreds of 30GB Zune Players Fail Across the Country." I have one of those. Uh-oh.

Probably not the sort of top 10 list for which they hoped.

Skimming the article, I saw that the problems started around midnight PST last night, and most users experienced the freeze as their greeting as they turned on the device this morning. Of course, I still hadn't turned it on, but I was watching The Matrix last night, and needless to say, perhaps the computer gods were not happy at the ending (with Neo's bring the ~~physical~~ virtual and verbal smackdown to computer program) and were taking their vengeance. Being that guy, I decided I wanted to see the crash myself so I could poke around at it. Well, I succeeded in seeing it crash/freeze, but that was about all she wrote. Apparently, one can disassemble the player, change the computer calendar to any date but 12/31/08, unplug and replug the battery, then reassemble and use it just fine with no issues, but I decided I was done losing tiny screws when I decided the Rio Karma wasn't worth fixing.

For a device considered not very popular, the news certainly got around. CNN posted a front page link (below "the fold," though) to a brief writeup. (Now, to the doubters' credit, the time between Christmas and New Years is ridiculously slow for the news.)

In terms of why it crashed, December 31, 2008 is the 366th day of the year. Odds are it has something to do with something in the software planning on each year being 365 days. Not the most exciting bug, but an easy one to forget to check for. Of course it could be an ugly coincidence, but Occam's Razor, people.

I was going to write here about how it could be a challenging bug to fix because the devices didn't even get to the point where the firmware updates can be initiated and it could be a support disaster, but being that the darn thing will apparently fix itself, I'll spare the words. (Note to Microsoft employees: I have no idea if that little spiel back there about "doesn't even get to the point where the firmware updates can be initiated" is even remotely accurate. I'm just counting on all 7 of the readers of this site nodding their heads and saying, "that Dan. He knows about computers.")

~~Star Rating is pending the results of tomorrow's self-update, but let's not jump to any conclusions.~~

Two stars - nice it sort of fixed itself, not so nice that I actually had to say, "well, I have that song on my MP3 player, but unfortunately, it's not going to work until noon tomorrow."

BUT, I have seen some pretty good overly dramatic names for the "situation": Z2K, Z2K9, ZUNEPOCOLYPSE. I guess give credit for the "social" for making enough noise the problem to be seen in more places than just some isolated support forums.

Of course, none of the postings made any mention of Judgment Day or this being Skynet's first move, so I'm not completely impressed. That said, in terms of a future where our ground up brains might be used to fuel sentient killing machines, the fact that computers are still baffled by the Gregorian Calendar does help me sleep better at night.

Southland Tales

Nate — Sat, 27 Dec 2008 21:28:50 +0000

Silent Bob or ZZ Top Member? You be the judge.

Is it possible to make a movie that is at once pretentious, derivative, completely incomprehensible, insanely long, outrageous just for the sake of it, tonally off-balance, with tons of distractingly recognizeable actors, and somehow surprisingly engrossing? Honestly, Southland Tales lives up to its negative hype. It is a car wreck of epic proportions. You sit there completely sucked in, but with your jaw hanging open wondering how a movie this completely off-the-wall bad can take itself so seriously, or even how it got funding in the first place.

The movie, Richard Kelly's follow-up epic mess to cult hit Donnie Darko leaps from place to place like a kid on a playground after too much candy and juice, and usually leaves you wondering who these characters are and why are they doing whatever it is they're doing, that is, if you can figure out what they are doing.

Full disclosure: I like Donnie Darko. I'm a little bit bitter towards it, but I like it. I think it's a fantastic collection of scenes and ideas that fit together tonally, but don't really make a coherent story. And I've tried to figure out the story. I was on the Donnie Darko bandwagon before the movie had even come out. I found the website, which at the time was something to behold, via a small article in EW magazine. Watched a bootleg copy of it while it was still in theatres. Had no idea what I just saw. I watched it over and over again, showing new people every time. I couldn't figure out the master plan of what was going on. Things were so disjointed, and there was never any exposition to give any clue as to what happened at the end. I bought the DVD, and when I listened to the commentary track, I was surprised to find out that the director also seemed not to know. There was no explanation. He was just putting stuff in that he thought would be weird. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me again... uhh.... you don't get fooled again.

I really can't imagine that there was any plan going into this movie. Something about an extremist future, with big-brother republicans selling out for some kind of perpetual motion machine, and "neo-Marxists" (his word, not mine) bent on destroying everything for some reason. The media is a hyper-conglomerate of entertainment, commercials (most notably a car commercial, featuring two Hummers [the car] having sex with each other), propaganda, and news. And for some reason, every show is taped on a beach. The guy who created this energy machine (which looks exactly like the gyroscope in Contact) is somehow trying to take over the world by cutting off people's hands or something. Some people are trying to blackmail The Rock, whose father-in-law is running for Vice President (i think?). Drugs are involved, needless to say. Whatever satire Kelly's attempting, it's either already been done, or it's too broad to be saying anything, really.

Justin Timberlake is a "Revelations"-reciting narrator who sits on a machine-gun pedestal on the beach, looking to shoot God knows what, and really serving no purpose other than lip-synching to a song by "The Killers" in some sort of arcade, about halfway through. Sarah Michelle Gellar is a porn-star/talk show host who is either trying to blackmail The Rock or wants to be with him. I couldn't tell. I don't think she could. Sean William Scott plays twins. Cheri Oteri and Nora Dunn are crazy "neo Marxists", as well as Amy Poehler. And if three SNL alumni aren't enough, Jon Lovitz plays a racist cop. And if "SNL" isn't the only Saturday late night sketch comedy show on your radar, "Mad TV"'s Will Sasso is also there. Thow in the motley crew of John Larroquette (who's actually pretty good), Mandy Moore, an unrecognizable Kevin Smith, the Highlander as an ice-cream-truck-driving arms rocket launcher salesman, Wallace Shawn in a dress and makeup, Bai Ling, and Janeane Garofalo in two seconds of screen time that amount to her being an extra (granted i think her part was entirely cut out), and you've got a cast that is seriously going to distract, even if you had the most engrossing material.

If you think there's too much going on in this poster, wait til you see the movie.

Not that the material couldn't be interesting. It's got all the elements that could make it completely engaging: blackmail, WW3, cutting off people's fingers, perpetual motion machines, The Rock, fake murder plots, a giant blimp, memory loss, drugs, public beach mounted gun stations, and, yes, time travel. The problem is that there's way too much of it, and a lot of it for no reason. That someone saw this script and said "let's fund that" is remarkable. I really can't understand how someone didn't tell this guy to pare the story down to something that had actual character motivations you could follow. You know when you start a movie and the first title says "Part 4" (the first three parts were released as comics and one wonders how much more coherent they were), that things are going to be confusing. Even more remarkable is the amount of on-camera talent in it. How any of the actors could play these scenes is baffling to me, because I was constantly asking "Who's that? Why is he doing that? What's his purpose in this movie? For what reason is he so important that he's the narrator?", and if I was while I was watching, I guarantee that the actors were asking ten times as many questions. I'd like to have heard Kelly's explanation as to why The Rock always put his fingertips together melodramatically when he was confused. EVERY TIME! And I wonder if The Rock could tell me that. Yes, there's something to be said of making the audience think and figure something out, but like I said before, "I'm not getting fooled again".

There is also something to be said for style over substance, but while it looks good (especially the blu-ray-quality version), and has some strangely unique things to it, most of it just felt like a rip-off of something else. There were multiple David Lynch moments, including a random group of recurring background little people; a strange old asian lady talking some kind of prophetic nonsense; and a recontextualized version of a highly-recognizable song, sung in a foreign language by a woman on a stage. The extremely ensemble and spread-out nature was taken right from P.T. Anderson's Magnolia (as, it seemed, was the strange pacing of a lot of it), which in turn (at least i hear) was supposed to be a Robert Altman homage. Lastly, and most importantly of all, he's completely ripped off of himself. Incomprehensible time travel/ Dimensional rifts; someone getting shot in the left eye; large aircraft falling out of the air; the end of the world; wormholes (the effects work even looks the same). It's all there. It's not that the style is bad; it's just incredibly unique while at the same time, paradoxically all been seen before. (figure that one out).

The theatrical cut is two and a half hours, one half-hour less than the widely-derided Cannes cut of the film, which you can see in parts, in low-quality video on the YouTubes, if you're a masochist. I'd like to think that the missing half-hour explained some of the things I didn't get, but judging from those reviews, I'd be wrong. (Though, from the few seconds of these clips I've seen, at least the narration is different and makes more sense). The movie cost between fifteen and sixteen million dollars to make, and was released in only 67 theatres (even limited releases usually get about 300), for a whopping $270,000 domestic gross. Yes, that's "thousand". After seeing it, one can easily see why. Not that I wouldn't watch it again, mind you, but only with people who have no reservations and are willing to sit through the whole thing. I'd like to see the confusion and anger on their faces, and at the same time their desire to keep going because it can't get any more outrageous. Oh yes. It can. Just for the sake of being outrageous.

Southland Tales takes all the faults of Donnie Darko and magnifies them tenfold. It's not a failure of style, as the film's got that in spades, but it is a complete failure of storytelling. Characters completely do major things for no reason, the order the scenes are in leaves you even more confused, and finally when a strange cabal of characters sits The Rock down to explain the whole story (for no other reason than to explain it to the audience), it makes no logical sense whatsoever. I guess there's at least an attempted explanation.

One star for allowing my friends and I to complain about how none of the story worked, and half a star for the cool scene where Sean William Scott was messing around with a mirror that took about half a second to mimic his action.

Half Inventing Stuff Part 3, or Other People Stealing Your Ideas Without Ever Having Met You or Knowing that They Stole Something Part 3

Nate — Sat, 20 Dec 2008 19:14:52 +0000

The Bar-B-Fume bottle design and logo from an infomercial I did as a class project in 2002. Graphics designed by Rob Edwards.

So back in 1998, I had an English oral presentation to do in which I'd be selling a made-up product. After racking my brain for hours, my thought process went as follows: "What do teenage girls want? Answer: Guys. Then what do teenage guys want? Answer: Meat. So the way for a girl to get a guy would be by smelling like meat." The presentation went fantasticly. I had charts and prototypes (sort of... bottles of cologne and body-wash with crudely designed logos). For the women who didn't want to have to smell the Bar-B-Fume, I invented the "Scent Remover 5000", which was just a clothespin to put on your nose. I demonstrated how to use the body wash (which for my purposes was just barbecue sauce in a soap dispenser) by smearing it all over my face. And I finished with the tagline, "Ladies, truly the way to a man's heart is now through his stomach."

Two years later, the product was revived as an info-mercial for a TV studio production class I was taking, but this time with way better logo design and a killer intro. I can't attest to the quality of the rest of it. I haven't watched it in years. You see, I can't find the tape with that semester's projects on it. To make matters worse, I can't even find the tape that has the original speech on it. I have most other semesters' projects, and I have the other speech we had to give that year in high school, but as it stands, right now the only tangible evidence of Bar-B-Fume existing is the logo I saved.

What makes this important is that Burger King just started marketing a meat-scented fragrance called "Flame". Here's the website. Granted, it smells like the Whopper and not like barbecue sauce, but it's still enough to have me shouting "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO". I guess I just need to follow through more.

I'm pretty angry.

The Lost Posts – “Attending the June 3rd 2007 Phillies-Giants Game”

Nate — Fri, 19 Dec 2008 19:14:12 +0000

Going back and finding posts I never finished, I saw that this one was completed, but never posted... maybe I just didn't have a picture to go with it.

He could probably have jumped over Danny DeVito.

Allow me to list the numerous things that made this game completely awesome for me to have seen in person.

1. Shane Victorino Hula Figurine- As part of the larger "Hula Day", celebrating Shane Victorino, for fans under 14 they were giving out Dashboard Hula Figurinesof the Hawaiian outfielder. We put a baseball hat on my 21-year-old sister, she passed as 14 I guess, because the old guy at the gate totally gave her one. Later, when I commented on the fact that she passed for 14, she punched me in the stomach.

2. It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia's Rob McElhenney and Danny DeVito threw out the first and second pitch, to a hula-skirt-wearing Phanatic. DeVito's only made it halfway.

3. Bizarrely terrible plays. Ironically, it was anything but sunny as there was a constant rain, which caused Pat Burrell to throw a ball about 15 feet, and Mike Zagurski to throw a ball directly into the ground. It didn't, however cause Freddy Garcia to not run out a ground ball to second, with deserved "Boo"s from the crowd.

4. Five-run comeback, punctuated by Ryan Howard's three-run homerun, with two outs, to give them the lead, which was eventually relinquished when the Giants tied the game.

5. Watching Danny DeVito Hula Dance during the 7th inning stretch.

6. Booing Barry. Barry Bonds came up with a chance to give his team the lead. He was greated by bigger BOOs than Freddy Garcia, and grounded into a double play.

7. Walk-Off. After letting the Giants tie the game in the 9th, the day's focus, Shane Victorino becomes the hero with a walk-off home run in the 10th. Though the stands in that video are empty, I don't think that many people left. It had been raining constantly for about an hour and most people were hiding wherever they could find cover.

This game just goes to show why you never leave a baseball game until it's over, even if it's raining.

Half-Inventing Stuff part 2

Dan — Thu, 04 Dec 2008 18:11:18 +0000

Reference Part 1

From Google's Picasa 3 picture management program...

Me: All talk, no walk.

Leaking a Fake Version of Your New Album on the Internet (with actual fake songs)

Nate — Sat, 16 Aug 2008 18:14:28 +0000

Yet another Ben Folds-related review. I'm probably not going to write anything about his new album that's coming out this fall, and since this is much more interesting, I'd rather substitute it anyway.

I found this article on RollingStone.com that discusses how this fake album came about, with bits about each song. Basically, he and his bassist and drummer got some studio time in Dublin and wrote six fake tracks, added three songs that are going to be on the album, and gave it to some guys to leak.

Obviously the songs aren't all going to be great, but for a free download that's basically been sanctioned it's not a half bad idea. There's the free media attention that you get from the music magazine, and the rest of the internet music community (google search for "fake album leaks" and you'll almost exclusively get pages about this specific one), which is always good for someone who could possibly be deemed irrelevant and past his prime.

It gets his fan base excited and talking, though that could be a good thing or a bad thing. Not coming out immediately and saying that it's fake leads to discussion about the new sound (judging from the Rolling Stone samples, he's got yet another new sound he's going for. Kudos for changing it up, but like the last time, it's going to take some getting used to). The risk here is that while it does drum up interest in the new album, the fanbase is most unanimously going to be buying the new album anyway, and by putting out sub-par songs you can only hurt your chances that some of these people will be willing to pay for the album when they can just download it (of course, thereby missing the meaning of releasing a fake pirated version in the first place).

This isn't to say that this fake album is all that bad, it's just a little bit below full-album standards. It's about on-par with the EPs that he put out between "Rockin the Suburbs" and "Songs for Silverman". A few of these songs (Brainwascht, Dr. Yang) actually sound like they could be on that first Ben Folds Five album from way back when, which is probably the first time in ages that you could say something like that (whether it's a good thing or a bad thing depends on the person I think).

"Bitch Went Nuts" will probably be a concert staple in the future.

"Cologne" is great, though it's going to be on the album in a modified version.

"Way to Normal" is just strange, not that the bulk of it isn't a perfectly normal song, but it's three distinctly different sections. I especially love the "Flash Gordon"-inspired opening. The other ones besides "Hiroshima" are pretty much forgettable, but it was free so I'm not complaining.

Putting (at least similar versions of) three of the actual songs that are going to be on the album is a smart move as well, tempering the cries of "I downloaded this for nothing", and serving as an actual preview of what's coming. It's basically the same as releasing a free three-song single.... with six bonus tracks.

Releasing a fake version of your album on the internet (with actual fake songs) gets four stars, as it can get you free media attention, the fan base, and maybe even some others, talking about the upcoming album, and serve as a preview of what the album is actually going to be like. The only negative is that since he didn't come out right away and say it was fake, there may have been some negative early reviews. Providing full-disclosure, which he eventually did, mitigates this a bit though. In the end, I think that no matter how mediocre, fans appreciate what is basically a free EP.

When in-character WWE wrestlers interview movie stars.

Dan — Tue, 22 Jul 2008 23:27:19 +0000

Check out these two videos of "The Miz" interviewing the cast and director of "The Dark Knight." I realized that the hype machine for the movie was pretty crazy (even crazier now that it's obvious that the movie could have sold itself on its own merits), but I had no idea they were so desperate to allow a WWE "representative" to interview the stars.

The image of a ridiculous wrestler (title belt draped over his body) interviewing Maggie Gyllenhall is really one for the ages as is her confusion when he insists on playing with the action figures. Likewise his mustache discussion with Gary Oldman of all people hits "awkward" right on the head. (I guess Oldman insisted that he not be interviewed by someone wearing a championship belt from a fixed "sport.")

Also of note is Christian Bale's look over to his assistant as he has no idea how to react to "The Miz." You'd think they could've had an interesting comparison of the injuries accumulated in filming a fight scene (Bale seems intense enough to acquire injuries during filming - it looks like he has marks on his arms from filming Terminator 4 around the time of the interview) to the injuries in wrestling or stories about "working through pain in the name of entertainment" - who knows.

Anyway, enjoy the awkwardness.

Superstar To Superstar: Miz interviews the stars of "The Dark Knight" - Part I.

Superstar To Superstar: Miz interviews the stars of "The Dark Knight" - Part II.

There's a reason that professional wrestling will never be considered a "mainstream" form of entertainment. This is it.