Lick it up, baby. Lick. It. Up.

"Well, fuck me gently with a chainsaw. Do I look like Mother Theresa?"

"Dear Diary, my teen-angst bullshit now has a body count. "

"Seven schools in seven states and the only thing different is my locker combination. "

"When I get that feeling, I need sexual healing."

"Why do you have to be such a mega-bitch?"

"I don't patronize rabbits."

"How very."


Ahhh... Don't you just love such quotable movies? Just finished watching Heathers and I have to say I am walking away from the T.V. quite a happy fellow. That movie was not what I expected it to be, at all. Here I was expecting some typical, funny, teen chick movie but man was I glad my expectations were not met. I'm quite fond of dark comedies, which is why I enjoyed this movie so much. It's got a good story, great cinematography, good acting, and of course, hilarious dialogue. Winona Ryder's a babe, Christian Slater was such a badass, and it's sardonic, dark, witty, and funny. People compare it to Mean Girls and Jawbreaker, and sure while there are some similarities, Heathers is clearly the superior movie and is definitely the reason why both movies exist.Watch it now. 8/10






Also watched City of God a.k.a. Cidade de Deus. I don't feel like writing about it too much. It was a good film in terms of acting and cinematography. And while it is critically acclaimed and holds the 18th spot in IMDB's Top 250, I just can't get myself to like this movie. Now don't get me wrong, I certainly don't hate it. But I guess I just wasn't feeling it. It was very violent and maybe it was a bit desensitizing. Eh, you can't like 'em all.

I spent Thanksgiving eating brownies and watching Street Fighter IV gameplay videos. Exciting, right? It's completely and utterly pathetic compared to last year's Thanksgiving where I had several "movie moments" in the streets/casinos of Las Vegas( I initially accidentally typed in "LOST Vegas" , maybe my subconscious is telling me something.) Sitting lifeless under the dim yellow lights, hearing the melodic yet cacophonous sounds of slot machines, watching countless numbers of strangers pass me by, and smelling the scent of cigarette smoke lingering in the impure air of what is Las Vegas. Then two years before that was a trip to Frisco. Well maybe next year my Turkey day's going to blow all my other ones right outta tha f*cking water! Fingers crossed.

By the way. everything you thought you knew about Thanksgiving was a lie. I learned it in my History 11 class. The true story? No Turkey, pilgrims, big-ass hats, and all that gravy. The turkey is a lie!


BIG SALE TOMORROW=WORK SUCKING MORE ASS THAN USUAL. NO AUDIO TODAY.





Chaos was what killed the dinasours, darling.