Sunday, 27 February 2011

Castle S01E01 - Flowers For Your Grave

"When a young woman is found dead under circumstances described exactly in a book written by acclaimed author Richard Castle, he is brought in to provide insight into the case. When more victims turn up in similarly-accurate conditions described in his books, Castle is enlisted to assist the investigation by applying his knowledge of criminal behavior and his own books to the department's considerable skills. "

So here we go:

Well that was certainly interesting. Funny lines and characters. Decent story with a couple of good twists.

Spoilers after the jump!

Quick update

Well hello all you lovely people.

Well after a hectic work schedule I am back to consuming media at my normal rate. That means there should be loads of posts on a daily basis.

Hope you are all well.


Sunday, 20 February 2011

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas

"Strange memories on this nervous night in Las Vegas. Five years later? Six? It seems like a lifetime, or at least a Main Era—the kind of peak that never comes again. San Francisco in the middle sixties was a very special time and place to be a part of. Maybe it meant something. Maybe not, in the long run ...but no explanation, no mix of words or music or memories can touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive in that corner of time and the world. Whatever it meant ...

History is hard to know, because of all the hired bullshit, but even without being sure of "history" it seems entirely reasonable to think that every now and then the energy of a whole generation comes to a head in a long fine flash, for reasons that nobody really understands at the time—and which never explain, in retrospect, what actually happened.

My central memory of that time seems to hang on one or five or maybe forty nights—or very early mornings—when I left the Fillmore half-crazy and, instead of going home, aimed the big 650 Lightning across the Bay Bridge at a hundred miles an hour wearing L. L. Bean shorts and a Butte sheepherder's jacket ...booming through the Treasure Island tunnel at the lights of Oakland and Berkeley and Richmond, not quite sure which turn-off to take when I got to the other end (always stalling at the toll-gate, too twisted to find neutral while I fumbled for change) ... but being absolutely certain that no matter which way I went I would come to a place where people were just as high and wild as I was: No doubt at all about that ...

There was madness in any direction, at any hour. If not across the Bay, then up the Golden Gate or down 101 to Los Altos or La Honda .... You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning ....

And that, I think, was the handle—that sense of inevitable victory over the forces of Old and Evil. Not in any mean or military sense; we didn’t need that. Our energy would simply prevail. There was no point in fighting—on our side or theirs. We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave ....

So now, less than five years later, you can go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look West, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high-water mark —that place where the wave finally broke and rolled back."

Delays and whatnot!

Hi all,

Just wanted to say that I appreciate all the comments and suggestions that have been made. It means alot.

Sorry there has been a lack of updates to this blog as I have been working 12 hour shifts 6 days a week for the past couple of weeks. This will continue into the beggining of March. Because of this I haven't been watching much TV. I have been resting or travelling. But rest assured I will be getting back into the swing of posting soon.


Wednesday, 16 February 2011

The Life and Death of Sam Crow: How the Sons of Anarchy Lost Their Way. A Little Review!

Hi all,

Well for the past few days I have been working my way through the first three series of Sons Of Anarchy. This is a series that I have wanted to watch since it started and I finally relented.

And what did I think of it you may ask. Well I LOVED it! From the warehouse explosion in the first episode to their adventure in Ireland during the end of series 3.

The basic premise, for those who haven't seend the series, is about an Outlaw Motocycle Club called, You guessed it, Sons Of Anarchy (or SAMCRO/Sam Crow) and there adventures in protecting their town/territory.

The characters are brilliant across the board and so is their growth. My favourite so far is a tie between Chuck, played by Michael Marisi Ornstein, who has a tendancy to play with himself on a regular basis and Tig, Kim Coates, who would find nothing shocking and has a very sick sense of humor.

The themes of what is good for one's self and what is good for the club, can be best described as contrasting. Can you run guns and still call yourself a good person? Throughout the first season there is alot of voice over in the form of a book, writen by Jax's father. These short passages really sement the strugle between good and club.

Not quite The Wire or The Sopranos but still very good.

Saturday, 12 February 2011

Star Wars Begins Documentary

Hi all,

Spent this morning watching the Star Wars Begins documentary, by jambedavdar that is available on YouTube, that is the final part of his look back at the original trilogy. Filled with interviews, alternate takes, outtakes and deleted scenes this 2 hour 20 minutes documentary gives you a look at the making of the original film.

I for one was surprised by how much information was given throughout. Some of it was new to even me, someone who has seen most of the documentaries out there.

Recommended for all Star Wars fans.

I will review and link the documentaries for Empire Strikes Back and Return Of The Jedi over the next few days.

Enjoy! Videos after the jump!

EDIT> Found a link to the torrent on Demonoid

Saturday, 5 February 2011

What is this all about?!?

Hi all,

Well I consume alot of Films, TV Shows, Music and even Podcasts. I want to review and blog what I thought about them.