INTRODUCTION: So I’m only watching this because MJF is in it. It really doesn’t need a sequel, like most of Adam’s movies, because they all interchangeably the same. Man child with metal impairment tries to make people laugh. The only one that’s let laughing is normally Sandler himself with his large bags of money.
PLOT: Adam Sandler, desperate for relevancy, revives unneeded character for Netflix.
CHARACTERS: Fuck the returning cast. We’re going to look at the newbies.
Some of the newer rookie characters could been slightly better developed, but otherwise it’s not horrible. Becky lynch being the least interesting of the characters.
ACTING: Mostly excellent. MJF was excellent, even in such a small role. Becky Lynch acting is almost as good as her Jeopardy episode. lol
DIALOGUE: excellent.
HUMOR: Dated and cliche Adam Sandler stuff, but it works.
FX: really good for a comedy
MUSIC: excellent.
SUBTEXT: none.
CONCLUSION: A sequel no one needed, and no one asked for. However, unlike anything since his movie like Grown Ups has Adam Sandler really managed to recover from, in my mind, a failing career. However, this movie pretty much turns that around and gives Adam Sandler movie the old charm of the 90s original, but matures it in a new way. Even changing some old tropes on its head in the process. Really heartfelt and beautiful. Sandler in top form.
Massive coincidence, but this happened right as I was learning some Randy Rhodes on guitar and re-evaluating 13 as an album.
So my dad was a kid/teen in the 70s. He was there for the creation of SNL, Sabbath and a lot of other things that pop culture would produce but not piticularly be favorites of the older generations. Now many have stood that test of time, sabbath and Ozzy included. The first time I heard Sabbath was Iron Man at some point in the 90s. My family went to OzzFest 99 for my 13th birthday and seeing Sabbath live was amazing. So Sabbath and Ozzy had been a large part of my life in some way.
“Fun” fact, my grandfather lost his finger tips like Immoi did, in a landscaping accident.
However, given who Ozzy is, the event isn’t shocking, like John Lennon dying, rather more impactful to the landscape of the entire history of music.
Even if you’re younger than I am, you probably know who Ozzy is. He’s the Satanic Santa Claus that, if you’re extra, leaves you booger sugar in your stockings, instead of lame ass toys. /sarcasm
Obviously this is a devastating blow to his family and friends and that’s one of the most interesting take aways in all this. Normally a musician dies and people are left scratching their heads as to how the band will continue, ala Bon Scott and Ac/Dc. This isn’t one of those cases. Instead, especially given that Ozzy tended to estrange his band mates, it’s more, how will his legacy continue to grow? It’s closer to Hendrix dying than a band, in that regard.
Either way, only time will tell what Ozzy and by proxy, Sabbath’s lasting legacy will be.
It’s that time of year again. Days are going to start getting shorter, half naked woman cover up and the heat dwindles to a chill. Which means only one thing is relevant now. football season is here!!!!
Welcome to KageDay’98, cleverly named for the famous PlayStation one game, obviously! /sarcasm
Here’s my picks for the upcoming season and as always remember, I do this for myself to improve, there is NO such thing as an expert in sports betting, you place a bet on any of these, you do so of your own volition and I bare no culpability in your bad decisions.
Below, not necessarily in chronological order, is most the weeks of the season. It be nice to see Detroit hit the playoffs at min. Odds are SF and KC will be there too. Probably even the ravens again like last season. NE Pats are probably doomed until I’m close to my 50s. I love the Panthers and would love to see them hit the bowl and win it this time, but that might not be this season. These are all preliminary and card subject to change based on injuries. I picked a majority of teams are like likely to have the best odds going in and a few underdog matches as well. I predict that SF will probably be on the rise and end up humbled in one of their games by Nov-Dec season, happens every season to one of their games best teams.
Superbowl is open to most, but would not be shocked to see the chiefs back in the picture. Who there opposition is? Well, time will tell. Judging by the pic, if the people were right about the sports writers and NFL being written like the WWE, it predicted the SF 49ers. So…
If life had taught me one thing by the time I was 16, it was that I was smarter than 99% of adults. However, that would change one Autumn day.
Fryeburg Maine, 2002. I’m 16 years old and the annual fair was taken place across from my parents place. I’ve been to other fairs, but not this one. This one wasn’t anything like Topsfeild in Massachusetts, it looked more rural and hick-ish from the outside, however, when you got in an inspected it, it had a quaint Cham.
So Maine has a rule that states if a game is modified, even if it’s “gambling” you can play provided you’re at least 16 years of age. So me being me, I borrowed a dollar from my mom and played a pick the color game. That dollar became $20, which is 2002 was like $100 for a 16 year old. So I gave my mom her initial investment back, and pocketed $19 dollars in quarters and walked into the great unknown, while my parents stuck with my younger siblings. Like a hot chick in an ovulation cycle, a booth appeared. Not just any booth, but the golden goose of booths. It had the coveted WWF, then just turned WWE, reproduction belts. You know, the $300 dollar ones.
The belt of Austin, Rock, Hogan, HHH, The Undertaker and many more.
So I bite like a guppie on a hook. What’s the game? Easy, toss the ball and have it drop into the bucket.
It be like that
So I figured out quickly that I’m advantaged here, cause I love science and this is an easy physics concept. Naturally I’m smarter than a carney, right? Nope! $19 dollars later and I’m broke and pissed off. Why? Because hubris blinded me in that moment and it wasn’t as easy as I thought. Years later Mythbusters would do an episode on pretty much the exact same concept, they even shared my bias, and got the exact opposite I did. Well, at least people that are smarter got to waste Discovery channels money rather than their own to find that out, as I did.
I believe this is the episode
An all over a dumb cosplay title belt. I eventually one upped the carney, thanks to Gimp and created a picture of me with said belt in question.
Revenge is mine!!!!
And a few years after that, nature was kind and through a random chance occurrence, I got to actually hold one finally.
Too sweet!
And not just any belt, it was one that John Cena had personally gifted to a make a wish youth that lived in the city and they were kind enough to let me take a picture with it.
So like the black guy in Harold and Kumar pointed out “The Universe tends to unfold as it should, plus I got a pretty big penis ,so that keeps me happy”
Moral of the story? Just because you’re advantaged, doesn’t mean you’re going to win. Sometimes the universe, as my best friend always likes to remind me, has other plans. In this case, it was reminding me that I was not smarter than a carney.
INTRODUCTION: So when Winnie the Pooh became public domain, some Indy producers decided to get cute and turn it into a horror movie. It worked, albeit it was a poor movie. However, it started a trend that didn’t need to happen. Now we have the famous sailor hero killing people. Groan!
PLOT: Jason Vorhees returns again…wait, I mean popeye.
CHARACTERS: Sparse as fuck.
ACTING: Almost 1980s bad, which to be honest is actually the best part of this cringe fest, because Hollywood has been so sterilized with acting that finding a horrible performance is actually a nice change of pace. Look, it’s rare for me to dogg on someone for their looks, normally you got to be a real asshole for me to do that, but these actresses aren’t even ready to be on public access, never mind a movie. The point of casting pretty people is because they make good propaganda. Why? Think of a murder. Grizzly and ugly. Think of something like a hamburger, juicy and beautiful. Beauty is tied to human psychology with aesthetics and seems to always positively associate with good vs bad. So if you cast mid card actors with terrible development, it makes the movie even less effective. Well, at least one of them had nice tits, so there’s that, I guess.
STYLE: Low budget. It looks 2007 and that might as well be the 80s style wise now.
FX: Tom Savani called, he wants his retro fx back.
MUSIC: horribly mid as per the usual. You know the internet has plenty of musicians than can score well and much like Hollywood ignores the music industry in favor of horrible wanna be John Williams, we get garbage.
CONCLUSION: a movie no one needs, no one wants and managed to turn an icon into a knock off jason Vorhees. It’s no easy task to be this big of a fuck up, but boy did these assholes say “hold my beer.” Which I guess is ironically a success, because hey, here they are getting attention for it, which at the end of the day, most people are all about. Too bad this pitiful pos won’t recoup the most important part of doing this, the money.
INTRODUCTION: So I’m not a fan of the biography genre. I’ve read very few of them. Probably about 10 in my 39 years on this planet. Most people don’t intrigue me enough to want to know about their background. Normally it’s trite experience anyways, regardless of skin color. It’s normally birth, shit happens, some people you meet are good, some are bad, other adversaries apply, maybe a lover or two and then the person is famous or dead, one of the two. I went wanting to know more of the psychology of Jimi Hendrix, since I’m learning his music, it only makes sense to get deeper into a man, whose music I’ve heard my whole life, but never thought to learn more about. So this is my first real biography review. Not really sure how to do one, but we will try.
WRITING STYLE: Fair. From my understanding the author isn’t a non fiction writer, he was a creative writer and did this as a favor to Jimi. However, I’m reading the kindle version and the slightly wonky style could be from a bad transfer. It’s not unreadable though. There is a small bias on the authors part, as they were friends. So keep that in mind as well.
lIFESTYLE: So this biography is different than no others, as it’s basic structure as above. To be fair, Jimmy was so unique that the basic structure works here. That’s not what I’m here for though. There’s going to moments you sympathize with him and the occasional WTF moments. If you like that, this is for you.
HISTORY:This book was written in 1978, and it shows. However, the author takes great detail in explaining to you the events of the era, so people like myself get an idea of the world around him. Not necessarily a unique trope for such, but necessary for future generations who will need this context to understand Jimmy or anyone really.
MUSIC: Now this is what I’m here for! Oh god did Jimmy and his family have amazing taste in music. Songs and people I’ve never heard of. Bad bad Wiskey, live, being my favorite of all the songs I’ve listened too.
Amazing!
CONCLUSION: if you’re coming here for something salacious, you’re going to be disappointed. Sure it has its moments of “very 60s” bullshit, however it’s a very conservative portrayal of such. If you’re interested in a man and how he developed his style, you won’t be disappointed. It also offers up and otherwise interesting perspective on Jimi’s death that should not be discounted as being accurate. That’s an article for a different time, though.
5 out of 5 for Jimi fans and 4 out of 5 for a person who may just want a biography of an otherwise, interesting person.
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