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Sunday, March 23, 2014

Movie Review: The Muppets Most Wanted



Quick note: This movie doesn't take itself seriously enough to worry about spoilers but if you're really anal about that stuff skip this till you've seen it.  If not, read on!

Let me just take a moment and say how incredibly happy I am that they are making Muppet movies again.  2011's The Muppets was the first Muppet movie in 12 years and the experience of seeing my favorite childhood friends back on the big screen after such an incredibly long absence was just overwhelming.  Seriously, I cried like a baby throughout that movie because I was so happy to see them again!  Well, that and it was really sad at points.

The aforementioned is why I found this film so refreshing.  Not only does it prove that the franchise has been successfully revitalized (as their opening number "We're doing a sequel" celebrates) but it's also about a thousand times more lighthearted than it's 2011 predecessor.

They throw around ideas for what movie they should make in the beginning, poking fun at the plots they've already used in past films (and verifying that this 'sequel' is technically the 7th sequel since the original Muppet Movie).  One of the main bad guys of the film has the last name "Badguy".  When Kermit gets arrested they throw him into a police vehicle labeled "plotpoint".  When Tina Fey bids goodnight to the prisoners Waltons-style she calls Danny Trejo by name, just to point out how stuffed-to-the-gills with cameos the movie is.
More famous celebrities than you can shake a stick at!

But regardless of all this star power, we all know who we're really there to see and this movie features them more than the 2011 film did by giving them the bulk of the dialogue, action and singing tasks.  (It's not uncommon to find a scene with no human participants and I personally found that refreshing.)
The real stars
Which isn't to say that the actors don't do a bang-up job.  Ricky Gervais is fantastic as the under appreciated sidekick to Kermit's look-alike Constantine (A.K.A. "The most dangerous frog in the world") and holds his own despite a scene-stealing frog.

And Ty Burrell rocks as the Interpol agent trying to catch the criminal masterminds.  (It helps that he spends the bulk of the movie channeling Inspector Jacques Clouseau.)

But my personal favorite was definitely Tina Fey as the hard-nosed jail warden keeping Kermit locked up in Siberian purgatory.  Her performance of "The Big House" was delightful and her deft maneuvering of Kermit's many escape attempts will make every fan of prison break-out movies ecstatic.
“I have Netflix account with search key words ‘prison escape', I have seen every prison movie ever made, even the ones in space.”

Overall I'd have to say my only disappointment was the use of Kermit and Miss Piggy's wedding as a plot device.  I know that when you're raving about how overwhelmingly silly a movie is you can't really stand firm in your criticisms of that same movie's ignorance of the characters' previous canon- but I can't help it.  Their wedding in The Muppets Take Manhattan (which is still my favorite Muppet movie of them all) was one of the most romantic moments of my childhood and I just can't abide this film's refusal to acknowledge that it ever happened.  Though even I have to admit that Miss Piggy looks a ton more impressive in Vivienne Westwood than she did in that super-poofy 80's wedding dress.
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Still, nothing will ever replace the moment Kermit finally sang his petrified "I do" back in 1984.
The most romantic moment of little Bev's young life

But I digress.  The almost-wedding doesn't distract from what is overall a kick-ass movie full of all the laughs, gags, singing, dancing and heart that one expects from the Muppets.  If you're a fan (and I assume you are, why else would you be reading this?) you will love this new addition to the long line of fantastic Muppet exploits.  And if you're a parent who grew up with these guys and want to introduce them to your little ones this isn't a bad start.  And heck, if you just like being happy, this is also a great choice for that.

I guess my point is that I love the Muppets.  Always have, always will.

Friday, March 21, 2014

Celebrate the Big Reveal!

Happy Spring, everyone!  Today's post is a double whammy to both reveal my theme for next month's A to Z challenge and Celebrate the Small Things.  HUGE thanks to my friend Writerly Sam and her super team Vidya Sury, Anna Tan, Csenge Zalka, Guilie Castillo Oriard, Jemima Pett & Mary Wallace!
Thanks so much for hosting!  You guys all rock my socks off with your awesomeness!

My theme for this year is non-fictional and revolves around my #1 non-writing pastime: Tang Soo Do!  
 I am going to be testing for my 3rd Dan (A.K.A. 3rd degree black belt) in June and in order to help psych me up for this mother of all tests I'm spending a month educating any and all who are interested about the martial art I study.  Ever wonder who came up with this particular martial art?  Wanna know where they got the colors for the belts we wear?  How the heck do those roundhouse kicks work, anyway?
Look no further than The Beveled Edge for the answers to these and many other burning questions about Tang Soo Do Moo Duk Kwan.  It's going to be an epic month!

Don't forget to visit all the awesome bloggers revealing their themes today!  Just click here to see the full list.

Next up, since it is Friday:
It's time once again to Celebrate the Small Things with our very own Viklit!  What am I celebrating?

Tang Soo Do  Obviously.

Another 5 pounds down!  That brings my overall total up to 15!  I haven't been this light since college!  And my stomach is looking markedly more flat than it was when I started all this.  My aim weight-wise is to toss another 5 of fat and hopefully replace the left over pounds with lots of lean muscle so that come June I can totally kick ass at my test.  So needless to say, there's still A LOT more training to do- but 15 pounds is totally worth a pause and some serious celebration.

Muppets!  (For real this time)  So last weekend I posted on here that I was out-of-my-mind excited for the new Muppet movie.  Turns out I was so damned excited that I imagined the whole thing- today is opening day. 
My face was a brighter shade of red than Animal's when I found out I'd gotten the date wrong and I was super embarrassed to admit to my mistake.  But thankfully I only had to wait another week before the thrill of Muppets on the big screen.  Needless to say, I'm elated it's finally time.  (And this time you really can expect to see the review up here over the weekend!)

And now, as always, hop along to the other folks on the list to keep the celebration going!

Saturday, March 15, 2014

It's the 2014 Wormfest!

 
This week marks the 2nd Annual Wormhole Week celebrating advances in science and all the amazing stuff those geniuses come up with!

For 2014, the theme is to name one thing where science advances mankind, and one where the same technology with unforeseen consequences will go too far and set mankind back. 

My selection is something that's been coming up a lot lately within my work (I'm a therapist): social media.  My clients will talk about time they spend on Facebook and I keep running into the same phenomenon: it's actually disconnecting people.  Rather than having an actual conversation, a REAL connection, we are instead connecting with these surface-level representations of people.  Sure, I can see pictures of your kids and I can catch up on what's going on with your hobbies but I'm not actually connecting with you.

The real danger (or least the issue that's coming up most often within my sessions) is that we see these presentations and we think that counts as connecting.  I sent a text, I left a comment, I posted a link- I connected.  But did I really?  Then why do I still feel so lonely?

A ridiculously intelligent woman named Sherry Turkel talked about this at great length (and with far more eloquence than I can manage) in 2012 and although it's a long video (20 minutes), it's so WORTH  it to watch.
"We expect more from technology and less from each other."

I appreciate the irony that this blog is in and of itself a form of social media.  I like to think that you all reading this post and leaving me your comment makes us connected on some level- but it's never going to replace the need for me to spend time snuggling with my sweetie, hugging my friend and having an actual face-to-face conversation complete with all the stumbles and slip ups that mark my humanity and let the other person see the unedited me.  That's what technology cannot give us.  We need to connect, for real.

Celebrating the release of Escalation by Stephen Tremp.
http://www.amazon.com/Escalation-Adventures-Manhattan-Breakthrough-Series-ebook/dp/B00IQXS33O/ref=sr_1_fkmr0_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1394906946&sr=8-1-fkmr0&keywords=scalation+by+stephen+tremp 
Together, Breakthrough, Opening, and Escalation follow the lives of the unlikely participants from innocence to a coming of age through sacrifice, betrayal, passion, lust, unconditional love, and hope. Escalation is an international thriller and will appeal to fans of modern-day science fiction, action, horror, and a bit of romance for the ladies.  (Click the pic above to get yours!)

Friday, March 14, 2014

Celebrate the Small Things- March 14th

Happy Friday to all, and especially to this hop's founder, Viklit!


This week I'm celebrating:

My Truly AMAZING Co-workers  It's funny- the thing that I liked most about my last job was my co-workers or "work family".  I was a little scarred upon leaving them, not knowing who would await me at my new job.  Well, turns out my new work family is just astounding.

I had a mini-freak out in group supervision yesterday about all of my insecurities and fears (cause when it comes down to it the work we do really is pretty damned hard).  You know what I got?  Support.  A deluge of support and love and "I feel the same way" and "It just means you're doing an amazing job" and "you're a rock star" and so many other overwhelmingly supportive things I can't even recount them all.  It gave me a warm fuzzy that lasted all night long (actually, I've still got it).  I LOVE my co-workers.  And I'm astounded that I got so lucky as to be a part of this group.

Walt Whitman's Poetry  I wrote about it on Tuesday, and I will be writing more about it as I keep reading but suffice it to say that it's seriously effecting my outlook on things.  Several times this week I've found myself thinking of his words as I interacted with clients, listened to both the struggles and triumphs, contemplated the nature of things.  I don't think I've been this affected by poetry I read since high school.

MUPPETS!  Guess what I'm doing this weekend?  New Muppet movie!!!  *screams and throws arms in air in a decidedly Kermit-like fashion*
 
 You can, needless to say, expect to see a review on here by the end of the weekend...

And now, as always, time to make like a bunny and hop along...

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Tuesday, March 11, 2014

#NaNoReMo: What Walt Whitman Can Teach Me

I’m only a few pages into it but already I am absolutely astounded by the amount of love that this man has for the world he lives in, the body he occupies, the people he interacts with, the nature he sees, smells, feels and the entirety of the life that he lives. It just floors me.

Through his eyes everything- literally everything in existence- is a gift. And you can choose to accept it and if you do it can be used as a tool to build you up. (And it is equally true that it can tear you down, or that you can choose to reject it. But he rejects nothing.)

If you want to learn how to love your fellow man, read Walt Whitman. If you want to learn to love nature equally to the love you feel for the caress of your lover’s body, read Walt Whitman. If you want to let the morning light move you on a spiritual level, read Walt Whitman. If you want to embrace death rather than fearing it, read Walt Whitman. If you want every experience of your life to alter your perspective on life itself, read Walt Whitman.

At least, that’s what I’m getting out of it.

Friday, March 7, 2014

Celebrate the Small Things- It's March!

Happy Friday, all!  Thanks as always to the creator of this lovely hop- VikLit over at Scribblings of an Aspiring Author.

I have a lot to celebrate this week!

Ten Pounds!  My boyfriend and I made a bet with his brother and sister-in-law at the beginning of the year.  The terms are that you have to lose 10% of your overall body weight by April 30th.  I joined a gym and started going 4x a week not only for the sake of the bet but also because my 3rd Dan black belt test is coming up in June and I desperately need the strength and cardio training.  Thanks to my efforts, I've lost ten pounds!  Woot!

NaNoReMo  My wonderful friend John over at The Bathroom Monologues is again hosting the annual National Novel Reading Month over at his site (click on the link to learn more/sign up).  The challenge is to pick a "classic" book from off your shelf that you've always meant to read but never did and finally make time to read it.  My selection is Walt Whitman's Leaves of Grass- a very ambitious selection for someone who reads as slowly as me- but I'm psyched to finally be tackling this giant tome.

Blogging Again  I put up two posts last month.  Two.  I missed last month's IWSG, countless Friday celebrations and more blitzes than I could count.  Horrible.  I'm so incredibly happy to just be here again, connecting with you fantastic folks and talking and thinking about writing.  It's been entirely too long and I am NOT going to let it happen again- this is just way too important to let go of again.

A big, fat "YAY!!!" to everyone on their celebrations- I'll be hopping along now...


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Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Insecure Writer's Support Group- March

Hello all!  It's the first Wednesday of the month and you know what that means!  Time to release our insecurities onto the world.

Thanks as always to the wonderful Ninja Captain Alex and to his fantastic co-hosts this month: Tina Downey, Elsie, Elizabeth Seckman, and Julie Flanders!  You are all wonderful, amazing, fantastic folks and I am so very lucky to be a part of this group.  (If you haven't already, make sure you stop by and thank them!)

Well, I am quite literally drowning in insecurities this month and for very good reason: I haven't been writing.

Many smart, insightful and aware folks have talked about the brain as a muscle that one needs to exercise on a regular basis in order for it to work well.  And since writing is such a particular skill, that muscle has to be well practiced at doing that particular thing in order for one to be a good writer.  Well, my writer's brain has all but atrophied.

Why?  Well, there's a bunch of reasons- some logical, some emotional, all not valid in the end.  Yes, I started a new job which has drastically altered my schedule, changed how my week runs and required me to learn how to do a bunch of things I've never done before (like track and manage money- yuck!).  And yes, that new job requires me to have my computer (which I would normally leave at home to, you know, write on) at work.  (This is probably the #1 issue which needs to be remedied as soon as possible by my purchase of a new home computer.)  And yes, I have been busting my butt in other activities other than writing (I've become a bit of a gym rat- more on that on Friday).

But at the end of the day the number one reason for me not writing is simply the fact that I haven't been writing.  I think about a story I want to write and I start questioning it, over-analyzing it, coming up with reasons why it won't work.  I say that I'm going to just sit down and do it and magically there are a billion things getting in the way.  I start to compose the first sentence in my head and then dismiss it because it simply sucks.  We all know this process- we've all done it.  And most of us, I believe, know the solution to it: just write.

I've been in this game more than long enough to know exactly what I need to do to fix my problem.  I just need to freakin' write already.  And yeah, it may be a pain in the ass to cart my computer from work to home and back again in order to do that- but I can't keep, you know, NOT writing.  That's just not gonna fly.

So this is me saying to you what I need to hear right now: Just write.  That's all.  No matter how it turns out, regardless of what words come out- JUST WRITE.  So if you're like me, don't plan or plot or even think- just do it.  If you're already writing, just keep writing.  And if you're writing so much that you've got words bleeding out of your ears then you, my friend, are my hero.  Just write.  That's all.

So many insecure writers, so little time...

Monday, February 17, 2014

Graphic Novel Review: The Sandman Volume 3: Dream Country

Important Links: Neil's Site, Good reads, my previous reviews of volumes one and two

I was in love with this series after the first volume and although I am still very much enamored of the series overall I have to say that this is my least favorite thus far.  Why?  It's not because the quality of the writing or the artistry has diminished- not at all.  And It's not because they took the story in a direction that I didn't like.  No, it's because they dropped the story altogether.

Not that the transition from one to two wasn't a big shift- it was.  The first one is a quest for our title character to regain objects lost to him, and it takes him on a long, strange journey.  The second is a continuation of the story line of seemingly minor characters who appeared in the first and shows us more of the aftermath of the Sandman's disappearance.  It's a different story with different main characters- but it's part of the same time line.

This volume is not.  It's not even a novel, actually- it's a collection of short stories.  And while they all involve the title character in some way, they are otherwise completely unrelated- stand-alone tales with few commonalities.  And I couldn't hep but feel sort-of derailed after the first two.

Not that they're not good stories.  In fact, in some ways I'd say they're superior to the first two.  It seems that everyone involved is getting more comfortable with their own voice- whether it's the written words, the drawn lines or the brushed colors.  And these stories are poignant, heart breaking and haunting.

The crowning achievement is (of course) the award-winning A Midsummer Night's Dream.  (Click the link for all the rabid fan-boy loving that story deserves.)  Shakespeare lovers off all walks will absoltuley explode with love for that story, and for Neil himself.

The first and last stories are by far the most disturbing- one a look at what happens when a man's muse comes in physical form, and how completely one can devour another; and another a look at the ultimate cost of invincibility that will forever alter your view of superheroes.  They're both rich with dark, impossibly layered looks at the things that exist only in fantasy and yet are so steeped in the true reality of human qualities that you can't help but feel deeply disturbed upon reaching the end of them.  These are crosses between fantastical dreams and nightmares that leave you with a myriad of questions you never wanted to know the answers to.

The second story- A Dream of a Thousand Cats- is another question.  One you never thought to ask, probably, and the implications of which lead to a thousand more.  And yet, for reasons I'm not entirely sure of, I found it to be the most lackluster of the bunch and ultimately forgettable.

The last entry- not a finished story but a script- is a gift for those who ever wanted to know how a comic book gets written.  It's not only the typed pages of the script before it was drawn, but an actual conversation between the writer and the artist that shows you the inner workings of how the thing actually ends up getting made.  Stuff like this is usually never made publicly available and I have to give major props to everyone involved for being willing to pull back the curtain and invite everyone in to the process.  It's a gift for fans, no doubt.

Like I said, these stories are no less impressive that the first two volumes which I absolutely adored.  But I found myself struggling with them because of the lack of anchor.  Without a timeline to fit these tales into, without a narrative to tie them together and without an overall arc to give them a base I found myself feeling dissatisfied.  I think in materiel that already constantly questions the bounds of reality I need a more familiar structure to hold it all in place.

But that's just my beef- a personal preference, not a critique for the level of the work itself.  So if you like stand-alone comics then this collection will likely blow your mind.  And if you like this series you will love it no less after this.  But if you're like me, you'll likely find yourself praying that he returns to a novel structure and grounds it in an over-all story line in volume four.

Saturday, February 15, 2014

Catching Up

Today is February 15th and I've officially missed half the month in blog land.  Why?  Well, a lot of reasons.

Firstly, winter has been raining down a hell storm lately.  I honestly can't recall the last time I didn't have to go back out and shovel- seriously, it's been a daily occurrence lately.  (And it's snowing outside right now so you can bet I'll have to be out there again later.) 

And yet more layers of snow than one can easily count is actually no biggie in comparison to the ice storm we had last week and that giant power outage it caused.

We were lucky- of the more 500,000 people who lost power we got ours back in two days while many others had to wait four.  Though even with that relatively brief time with no juice we still had to seek a hotel by night two as temperatures down in the teens don't help a house that's losing heat by the hour.  The hotel, of course, gouged their prices to maximize their profit in the midst of cold people flocking to it for a hot shower and a night's sleep without shivering.  I can't remember the last time I was so grateful to be able to turn on the lights.

So thank god we survived that.  But the near constant snow hasn't helped, either.  I've never considered myself that strictly regimented of a person but having multiple days where work was an impossibility and the bulk of my time was spent shoveling has seriously thrown me for a loop.  I haven't gotten anything normal done- not blogging, not reading, not clicking on links to various other awesome people who may have wondered where the hell I'd disappeared to.

I missed a few Celebrate the Small Things, a few Blog Blitzes, February's IWSG and Crystal's Blog fest.  And I feel horrible about it.  I hate that I haven't been around to support people, since that's the whole point of being a part of such a community in the first place.  But I can't beat myself up about it if I hope to get back to it.

So I'm writing to say hi, and to let you all know that I'm alive, and to promise that I will be back in my normal capacity.  Blitzing, celebrating things both small and big, reading and posting reviews and writing.  Because this is too important to let slide.  There's too many wonderful people to let down.

I'm sorry, to all who've wondered where I've been.  I hope you can forgive me.