Thursday, May 26, 2005
The new album by The White Stripes starts out very promising with a rocker called "Blue Orchid", and then goes in about a thousand different directions after that. I don't know what they're trying to do with this album, there's no rythym or fluidity here. The lyrics are really good but some of the music you have to sit through is almost raking. The production is amateurish also as the album sounds like it was recorded in a living room somewhere on a four-track recorder. The vocals tend to drop out at times and I don't know if it's intentional or not, if it is, I don't know why. Other than "Blue Orchid", the only other song I liked was "Little Ghost", a song about a person who asks a ghost to help them find love and in turn falls in love with the ghost. Again, the lyrics are very good on the album, it's just a shame about the music. There's no "Seven Nations Army" type of hit on this album, maybe they didn't want another one, I don't know. I give 'em props for making the kind of album they wanted to, but I don't see how this one will gain them new fans. I give the album ** out of *****.
Posted by dave at 5:28 AM
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
I found a suspenseful little trailer for a movie called Blood Deep that I'd thought I'd pass along. Apparently, the film is still looking for a distributer so any buzz created for it will help it. The trailer looks like it could be a stylish and scary thriller. Check it out.
Posted by dave at 5:09 AM
That's right, I've learned that Sylvester Stallone has written a screenplay based on the legendary writer's life. It's in the works to get made right now and Robert Downey Jr. is the actor on deck to portray the poet. Sly wrote the script back in 2002 and has only had time to follow through with it recently. As of now it's simply being called Poe.
Posted by dave at 5:01 AM
Sunday, May 22, 2005
Oh boy, Camp Utopia, where do I begin? Well it sucks, for one. But I did sit through it. When the most recognizable actor is Stephen Pearcy, yeah from the eighties hair band Ratt, you know you're in trouble! The movie begins with about a twenty minute credit role with a bunch of hippies in 1969 being led by Pearcy just dancing around and looking stupid while showing off their sad boobs. Eventually Pearcy decides he's had enough of the sad boobs and kills everyone. It was actually humerous seeing him walk around with a mannequin head in his hand. Then the story jumps to present day and when a group of co-eds camp out at Camp Utopia, people start dying. Needless to say, you have it figured out after five minutes. The actors were mediocre at best, the direction was crappy and the film doesn't have one scare in it. On a humerous level the film worked, I mean if you like to get drunk and watch silly movies, then this may be your bag. It gets *1/2 out of *****.
Posted by dave at 9:02 PM