Monday, March 29, 2010

Hard Knock's Life

Went to the cinema Saturday night. Crowded with the young and stylish, everyone trying not to let on their self-conscious state of mind, putting their self-esteem and confidence to the test (I am reminded of that song from Dance Mix 95 « Saturday Night ») I went to see Legion : Army of the Angels.

The beginning reminded me of Terminator. An angel descends to the earth, naked. He immediately looks to blend in with us humans, and he is not at the nudist colony in Costa Rica, but L.A., so he breaks into your local department store. He goes about surgically removing his wings, and then stitching up the wounds on his back, and then dons some civilian clothing. The police outside witness him burst a hole through the brick wall in the shape of a cross and exit, and they roll out of their cars and pull out their nines. As they approach, the angel bursts into martial arts self defense and one of the policemen suddenly starts having a seizure. He is suddenly possessed, and knows exactly who the archangel Michael is before him. They fight a bit, and the possessed cop bites the dust.

A gas stop/diner in the Mojave desert, where a young pregnant couple struggle to make ends meet, the guy tries to fix cars and the girl serves at the guy’s dad’s joint. Some other folks are stranded at the diner, the computer in the BMW is sick. An old one-handed god-fearing black war veteran flips burgers. Some young fiery black guy pulls in. The TV doesn’t work anymore, and they discover that the radio doesn’t either. The mechanic notices a mass of clouds approaching from one direction, and another one from the other. An old grannywithwalker enters the diner, and orders a raw steak. Cute, quaint little old granny suddenly prophesizes that the baby in hte server’s womb is going to burn. What horror ! Are you crazy old lady ? That is unacceptable. Well what are you going to do about it, as flies start to come out of my mouth and my eyes turn black and I climb up the wall onto the ceiling like a huge ant rapidly towards you ? Oh god, the dad grabs hold of the shotgun and the gangster his pistol, and action scene…granny bites the dust, owner of the BMW loses the skin on his throat.

Archangel Michael arrives in the stolen cop car with various sub machine guns, machine guns and a rocket launcher and says we have to defend against the approaching horde. Are you crazy ?…Okay, we will. They block the doors and windozs and wait in fear. An ice cream truck arrives with a zombie driving. Why is there a zombie in the movie ? Where are the flying angels in plate mail ? The zombie hits the dust. Later on, more zombies come, lots. They emotionally manipulate the people one by one into leaving the diner and being ripped apart. Turns out the baby in the womb is the only hope for humanity (sound familiar ?), and the Terminator has descended from a place far, far away to defend it from God, who has decided must be exterminated by his legion of angels, and archangel Michael says « no » and amputates two of his limbs and grabs big guns and goes to the desert. The zombies get pumped full of lead (they are actually humans who are being mind-controlled by the angels to do their dirty work) and some personal dramas unfold in the diner and Archangel Gabriel breaks up with Michael and they have a fight…

The movie was no good. It was not original, it was a mix between The Terminator series, The Exorcist and a couple of zombie movies.

Maybe Plato was right, maybe there is nothing new in this world, only stuff yet to be recollected. Well, I recollect where I saw this movie before.

Hey, that was fun ! I saw a movie review on another blog, and enjoyed the sarcasm and synopsis, so thought I would try it out. I am planning to go to Belgium/ique in a few weeks to visit family in Anvers/Antwer/pen. Jean Luc Guimard, Stephanie’s father whose name reminds me of the captain in Star Trek, opened the shutters of the window behind me to see if the expected 100km/h winds have arrived. The Atlantic coast is already vulnerable after the last sea storm hit its banks, turned Ile d’ Oleron into three islands, and the coast is expecting another storm. I saw a documentary on Sunday eve about the magnetosphere of the Earth (its magnetic bubble sunblock), and how Mars got fried (or frozen ?) as a result of its magnetospheric collapse. The magnetosphere is generated by the liquid metal core of the planet and the planet’s rotation, and the unstable core could (and has) stopped generating it’s magnetic sphere, which is dangerous for all earthly life. It could also cause the polarity of the planet to flip, so north becomes south, and this would involve a period of a thousand years of no magnetic sphere. No magnetic sphere means all the radiation of that turbulent sun penetrates the atmosphere and perhaps desertifies the planet, causes an epidemic of skin cancer, and/or other crises. The sun goes through periods of maximum energetic output and minimum, and we are due for a maximum pretty soon (you would NEVER guess what year).

I discovered that, for breakfast, crepes coated with Tahini and pear jam are fantastic ! We are planning to make sushi soon, which is fun…

Cheers,
Maurizio

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