Monday 2 June 2008

Rock me hard but softly


The heat's in my eyes and in my throat so deep I feel like I'm going to choke on it any minute now. The preliminary stages of allergy are slowly announcing their arrival; my eyes are occasionally itching like hell and I know it is only going to get worse. Naturally I have also caught a Summer cold while I am at it.

And a road sign decided to ambush me the other day when something made me lose control of my bicycle, learning me some tasty bruises. The sense of pain was however overshadowed by the chance to play Rock Band which was, indeed, bloody awesome. Apart from the fact that their plastic replica of a Fender Stratocaster feels like something of an abomination to play.
Nearly endless customisation options for your own individual rocker ensures that people who are so inclined can waste hours pimping up their appearance.
I made a huge, bearded muscular motherfucker called Lister Twister, which most of all sounds like the name of a hardcore pornstar. You might argue that lots of stage lights and bling is pretty superfluous when they have no effect on the gameplay, but they certainly added to the general feel of the game. The small awards that each band member can achieve after a song were also cause for much hilarity, like when our bassist got the award "Unconcious", while I could feel the comfortable sense of ego inflation that comes with getting the "Legendary Solo" award in a difficult song.



Hey dudes, it's 12 Angry Men, not 11 Surprised Morons!

As a continuation of my little nostalgia trip I have watched "12 Angry Men", a cinematic gem unknown to most people from my generation. It is about a jury of 12 men whose task is to decide whether or not an 18-year-old guy killed his father. A few things may be outdated, but to me the sum total of the movie is a great deal of character acting that adds a lot of depth to the 12 main characters even though we only know them for about an hour and a half. The fact that we only know the men by their behaviour and professions (which are revealed throughout the movie) and not by any names ensures that we are not too distracted, and the real-time approach makes the entire experience more authentic.

Next up on my nostalgia list is Citizen Kane.

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