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This looks beautiful.
Very beautiful.
I love Michael Cera..
PLUS.. It has Su-Chin from Juno in it.. ‘ All babies want to get borned!!’

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I’ll watch this one with Ellen :]
In the cinema, as the couple live happily ever after, we will look at the couples sat around us and say ‘IT WONT LAST SUCKERS!’ :]

THE ROAD
This has really freaked me out.
It’s like a dream I had last night :|

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Walking is one of the best exercises you can do to get active. It is also good way to lose weight, shed inches and get a good workout. Walking will also help your health as well as your heart. Everyone can benefit from walking from time to time.

Just like all other exercises you need to start out slow. So when you are walking, if you are as out of shape as you think you are don’t start out speed walking you might get a little sick. So start out slow then speed up over time.

The most important thing to help you when walking is the right type of shoes. You are walking to become healthier not injured. So before you start walking make sure you have the right pair of shoes and if you don’t go to your local sports and athletics store and buy yourself a pair of walking/running shoes.

When you are buying walking shoes be sure that they are very comfortable on your feet. You don’t want to be walking and get cramps and blisters on your heels and feet. The length as well as how wide the shoe is going to matter too. You don’t want to have blisters after the first time walking in your new shoes; you won’t want to go walking anymore. So just take your time and buy the right type of walking shoe for you.

As you are looking for a new pair of walking shoes be sure that they are sold for walking and not something else. So if you are planning a walking/hiking trip you want a good shoe that’s suits both. The type of walking shoe you should have is one to be firm on your feet but should be able to bend easily as well. If you happen to be walking and it starts raining you need to get a shoe that will protect your feet from dampness causing blisters.

If you can not seem to find a good walking shoe you like you should then try the running shoe section. These types of shoes are good to walk or run in. You could buy a pair of hiking boots but they would only be useful for walking in the woods and not on pavement.

You should always dress to what or how the weather is acting. If it is hot and you want to get a good workout and really sweat then you might be interested in a sweat suit. Maybe you like shorts and a t shirt better. Maybe you just like shorts and no shirt if you’re a guy. It all depends on what the weather is like.

The only thing it takes to hurt your feet is a simple ankle turn to the left or right and you’re out of running for about a month. Waterproof shoes are good for anything. Walking or running it doesn’t matter which it is they are good for both and will protect you from the water or rain as well.

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I wanted to talk to you about how you can repair your television stand. I know a lot of you are thinking that it is going to need an expensive finishing put on it. I suppose this could be true in some cases, but for a lot of people won’t have to do much to make it look like more. There are a number of reasons why your stand could get up over the years. Scratches are something that you just have to put up with because they just seem to happen. Broken parts and glass can sometimes happen too, but I have tips for helping you out.

Let’s say that you have glass or wood doors on the front of the stand. Let’s say they broke in some manner. The glass got shattered or the wood came off the hinge. You might think that it would expensive to fix these things, but it isn’t. You can just reorder the parts from your manufacturer. They keep things like glass and doors handy, just because they’re the most likely to break. It’s better to go in this direction because you’re going to get the exact size and don’t have to worry about cutting things.

Another tip for getting out scratches is simple nail polish. A scratch rarely ever gets directly into the wood. Typically it scratches the finish on the stand. When you use clear nail polish, you’re going to get the scratched area filled in completely. Since it is clear, you’ll get the appearance of the finish and it will look new.

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In warm weather, wearing sandals will be a great bet to keep your feet cool and comfortable. But it would be much embarrassing if your sandals stink in a crowd. Odor is actually caused by the sweat that gets accumulated in the shoe soles and thus generates odor causing bacteria. Well, here you can find 5 simple tips to avoid stinking smell in your sandals and have a trouble-free walk.

Whether you have been all day long in shoes or just an evening party, your feet tend to sweat. This sweat gets wicked by the soles of the footwear and further causes to the growth of odor causing bacteria thus producing stinking smell. Shoe odor not only spoils your impression in the crowd but also leads to foot-health issues like athlete’s foot. So, proper care should be taken with regard to shoe odor. But how one can prevent or remove smell from the sandals? Well, keeping your sandals smell free is not so tough task to do. Below listed are some easy ways to make your shoes smell free.

The foremost tip is always keeps your feet neat and dirt free. Wash your feet with some good antibacterial soap and most importantly scrub and then clean in between the toes properly. Wipe and dry your feet immediately washing. Never wear sandals with wet foot as this may cause in quick odor formation.
If your feet prone to sweat excessively, then it is ideal to prefer some antiperspirants to prevent moisture formation. One can even find antibacterial gels and antifungal powders available in the market to apply on your feet to restrict the bacterial growth in your feet and in the sandals as well.
Spray your shoes with disinfectants and deodorizers specially designed for shoe odor. They help in avoiding odor in your shoes and indeed prevent your foot health as well.
After every wear expose them to air or if possible dry them under sunlight but not in direct sunlight. This will kill the bacteria and keep your shoes smell free. You can even try sprinkling baking soda or bicarbonate in your sandals and leave them an overnight after every wear. Bicarbonate is an ideal agent to kill the bacteria and leave your shoes stench free.
Wear footwear designed with breathable materials like canvas or mesh that are highly breathable in nature and thus avoid any moisture formation that cause stench.

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It’s hard to find comfortable winter shoes that you can just easily slip into. Before Uggs arrived, there weren’t very many brands that offered a multitude of designs for winter shoes. Now aside from Uggs, there is another footwear that will definitely keep your feet warm and toasty during the cold winter—the Crocs Mammoth.

The Crocs Mammoth is another great alternative to the winter boots and shoes that you have become so used to. The shoes made of the proprietary closed-cell resin Croslite and soft synthetic fur lining is the perfect shoes for the winter. Aside from providing the cushy foot bed that the Crocs has become known for, the shearling liner also gives the footwear a luxurious feeling. The shoes definitely provide ultra comfort for those who wish to wear them indoors or even outdoors.

The Crocs Mammoth are strapless slip-ons. Because they are very easy to slip into, they are perfect for use inside the home. You can also use them to do simple errands or to drive around during cold winter mornings. They may not provide the same level of protection as winter boots but they make great footwear for when you aren’t staying out in the cold for a very long time.

What’s great about these shoes is that the lining is removable and can be washed. This definitely makes cleaning more convenient. No other winter shoes offer the same convenience when it comes to cleaning and maintenance.

The shoes are so convenient to wear that you can wear them even if it’s not winter and your feet are feeling a little bit cold. If you feel like it, you can even take off the synthetic lining and just use the rubber clogs during warm days. Your mammoth Crocs becomes the perfect shoes for all kinds of weather.

The soles of the footwear are higher than those of the regular Crocs offering more protection from wet and cold grounds. The rubber material is also water proof so your feet will remain warm and dry inside the shoes.

The shearling lining compliments the color of the shoes and the shoes do come in many fun colors. Aesthetically, the Crocs Mammoth may not the best-looking footwear in the market but the comfort it provides well makes up for this deficiency. With the Crocs Mammoth available in many colors, it may be easier to pair with your outfit than the other winter shoes.

The Crocs Mammoth is also available for kids. The little children can wear them at home or even to school. They can also wear them when your family is having dinner out or when you need to do simple errands such as doing the groceries or taking your pets to the vet.

Another attraction of the footwear is that it costs a lot less than most winter boots. The Crocs Mammoth is still being sold for around $ 30 which is a great deal considering how important it is to protect your feet from the cold winter weather.

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Glorious Pam learns how to shred that pink mammoth box!

My family is notorious for taking the most ridiculous vacations on earth.  Imagine Chevy Chase with Grandma strapped to the roof and you are almost there.  This particular year, my mother hooked up with these strangers who camped as a large group with their RVs.  My boyfriend UTBH stood arguing for 10 minutes as they loaded our RV about whether Dad needed to purchase new tires.  Bro #1 agreed, need new tires ASAP.  Dad told us all we were ridiculous.  I now have a special affection for HWY 395.  See, I sat on the side of it for 6 hours, with the kids complaining the entire time, because we blew out a tire and the handy dandy CHP did not have the correct jack to change the tire, (of course Dad didn’t) and he accidently forgot to radio in our situation, for 5 1/2 hours.  Nice.

We arrived at the Camp Ground.  This vacation went down in the history of our family as simply being referred to as “MOO.”  My mother’s friend failed to mention the campground happened to be in the middle of a cow pasture.  Come to learn, cows have a lot to say and they converse all night long.  Imagine sleeping amongst an entire herd which not only smelled lovely but would not shut up, despite our repeatitively mooing in return.  About 2 hours into the vacation, we were all asking to please, please, please let us go home!!!  Yes, another brilliant family vacation this would be.

The kids were delivered by the idea of going fishing.  Another clear source of false advertising.  The “huge” pond turned out to be the Cow’s watering hole, with a few frogs and minnows habitating the entire 2 feet deep of water.  Wow.  By morning, as a group, we revolted and refused to speak to my mother any longer.  We had been tricked.

The only redemption lie in the fact that I brought my dirtbike.  The babies were not allowed to ride theirs at the campsite because of the whole, “don’t scare the Cows with your dirtbikes,” rule the camp ground suddenly invented.  Some strangers really arrogant son advised us there was a turn off down the road where we could check out an amazing trail.  However, he made a huge deal to warn us that “She cannot ride there.”  Uh, why not?  Arrogant man replied that only a Pro could ride the trail and I was a girl.  (Up until this moment, I was a little confused about my sex, thanks for clarifying it for me meathead.)  I smiled at him as we rode away.  

After a few attempts, UTBH and I located the entrance to the trail several miles away.  Literally, this trail started with about a 200 foot straight up, (and I mean straight up – no exaggeration here) hill covered in 20 pound large rocks, (no gravel, no dirt, just huge rocks.)  We are very close to Mammoth so this is forest terrain.  I began the climb.  This is the sort of hill that if you stop, or lose momentum, even once, you are going to slide several hundred feet straight down with your bike competing to beat you there.  To this moment, I stand in awe of the fact that I did it so easily.  There were only 1-2 moments were I thought I was going down to break some bone I hadn’t fractured quite yet.  (I have broken 19 bones and yes, many on my dirt bike.)

At the top, there is a trail which is literally about 2 feet wide, cut out of the side of a cliff and we were again, several hundred feet above the mountain floor.  Parts of the trail were muddy and made it so dangerous that one wrong move and you were not going to slide down, you were going to fall to your demise.  Each time that we approached another rider, we both had to turn our dirt bike’s engine off, (thank God for electric start on that bike,) and hug one another against the cliff side to pass.  Yes, with total strangers I did this about 5 times, trusting each other with our lives.

After about 5 miles of this slow going madness, we reached the most incredible water fall.  As I took off my helmet to sit down next to a group of men who hiked in on foot, I am suddenly surrounded.  These men could not believe I made it back there on my bike.  We returned back to the camp and barely made it back to Moo Moo Spot 19 before sunset. 

Arrogant man saunters up to us, “so, where did you guys head instead, just up the rode?”  UTBH smirks back.  “No, my girlfriend and I just left the waterfall, shame she didn’t bring her camera.”  Enough said.  This man was clearly astounded but did admit that he stood corrected.  He told my parents repeatedly over camp fire beers that night that he just could not believe that a female made that ride.  I will continue to Blog about some of the incredible places my bike took me and a lot of our adventures.  From El Mirage, to Beaumont, to Pismo Dunes, to Gorman, to Razor, to Vegas, to Barstow, to Utah, to Denver to the Rocky Mountains…I have ridden a lot of bikes in a lot of different locations and terrains with a lot of different people.  I give it up to history that this ride was by far the most challenging skill level that I ever completed.  Certainly not the most memorable, but the one where I challenged my strengths to the utmost to prove this ignorant man wrong.

My motocross moto was always, “don’t tell me what I cannot do.”  If you scroll to the next posting of pictures, the one where I am standing on a yellow bike, with a red sweater and a black jacket, (it was cold there,) this was taken right before I completed my radest ride ever.     

Were spear-carrying ice age hunters responsible for the disappearance of woolly mammoths, ground sloths, and other large, lumbering animals of the Pleistocene?  No theories that seek to explain their demise—even ones that invoke crashing comets and climate change—seize the public’s attention the way this “blitzkrieg” hypothesis does.  The idea that early humans went on a millennia-long killing spree gives us the shivers and confirms our worst fears about ourselves.  See, the thinking goes, humans have been mucking up the planet since we stood upright….

That our species contributes to global warming is inarguable, but there’s been less certainty over whether we had a role in ice age extinctions.  That question has returned with renewed urgency with the recent publication of “Pleistocene megafaunal collapse” in Science by Jacquelyn Gill, John W. Williams and researchers at the University of Wisconsin-Madison and other institutions. It sparked a flurry of media reports.

The team studied the dung fungus in lake deposits at sites in Indiana and New York left behind by mammoths and their ilk. These humble markers suggest that the giant beasts that once roamed North America began dying out between 14,800 and 13,700 years ago.  That was before the shift in vegetation from grasslands to forest that some theorists argued was the reason for these creatures’ decline.  Now it looks like their disappearance caused the changeover in habitat greenery and the increased wildfires that followed.  If this timeline is accurate, another great critter die-off theory also collapses:  a comet impact on (or over) what became Canada around 12,900 years ago.  Ditto for the supposed killer cold-snap of the Younger Dryas, the return to semi-ice age conditions that some say may have been triggered by the impact.

So let’s take a close look at those spear-shaking humans.

The blitzkrieg hypothesis is associated with Paul Martin of the University of Arizona, who, starting in the 1960s, underscored the association between megafauna die-offs and the spread of the human species.  Butchered mammoth bones from the period 14,700 to 14,100 years ago found at a site in Wisconsin suggests that people were hunting these huge creatures at the very start of their decline.  And a mammoth skeleton with a spear point in its ribs was among the first evidence found of the Clovis People, so named after the artifacts (notably elegant and deadly spear points) of a late Paleolithic hunting and foraging culture uncovered near Clovis, New Mexico.  Those people are thought to have crossed from Siberia to Alaska during lowered sea-levels of the last ice age before fanning out across the continent about 13,000 years ago, when megafaunal extinctions were largely finishing up, and may well have helped hasten the process.

Although humans are omnivorous and can make use of a wide variety of nutritional sources, the concentrated food value of meat in this period made hunting a key survival strategy.  Killing small game, which requires a large expenditure of energy for a relatively small gain, could not match the payoff of bringing down larger prey.  Pleistocene peoples became efficient killers, learning to isolate, trap, and throw spears at their prey before finishing the job at close quarters.

Did they hunt to extinction many of the creatures they encountered? We have the grim examples of man-driven massacres of island species, notably on Madagascar and New Zealand.  In historic times, we have the evidence of the annihilation of the quagga, the dodo, the thylacine, the passenger pigeon, et al.—surely we could have snuffed out whole species back in the days when no one was keeping a list.

But some researchers find the overkill hypothesis distinctly overrated.  Paleontologist Ross MacPhee has pointed out that there are a number of examples of species, including fur seals, various whales, and bison that weren’t wiped out despite ruthless pursuit by later humans with highly advanced weaponry.

It’s been suggested that now-extinct megafauna were doomed by their lack of wariness and their inability to cope with the sudden appearance of two-legged predators streaming into their habitat.  The cow-sized ground sloth of the late Pleistocene was probably slow-witted and relatively easy to bag.  But were woolly mammoths really so naïve that they allowed human hunters to sidle up to them and plunge a stone-tipped spear between their ribs? Wouldn’t they have been leery of approaching humans? If not at first, how long would it have taken the ancestors of modern elephants to develop strategies to deal with these strange new enemies?

Even if it was relatively easy pickings for these hunters—a big if—did they knock off more than they could eat, just for the hell of it, the way 19th century train passengers used to amuse themselves by shooting bison from railway car windows on the Kansas Pacific?  In the harsh Pleistocene, excess slaughter would have been a waste of precious energy, and pointlessly courting injury or death when larger quarry was tackled.  Although various parts—skin, bones, teeth—of the animals slain were utilized, and  mammoth ivory in particular prized as a carving material, we can be confident that meat was the main point of a hunt in pre-history.

It would have taken more than intermittent wanton slaughter for the tiny populations of early man to kill off slow-breeding species faster than they could replace themselves, sending them into an irreversible slide.  It’s possible a few animals disappeared this way, but what about all other extinct species in North America, like bear-sized beavers and western camels? Humans would have had to methodically exterminate millions of such creatures, chasing them down in every corner of the continent.  To explain the global disappearance of megafauna, this unlikely scenario would have to have been repeated on every other continent as well.

MacPhee concedes that the evidence shows that wherever humans arrived, animal extinctions followed, but doubts that hunting alone explains that. In collaboration with Preston Marx, MacPhee hypothesized that humans may have brought diseases with them that killed off indigenous species, although so far no evidence for the hyperdisease model has been uncovered.

Gill said that while her group’s new findings weren’t consistent with the blitzkrieg hypothesis, she and her colleagues couldn’t flatly rule out human involvement.  For other researchers, the idea that Pleistocene hunters singlehandedly knocked off the mammoth and similar megafauna may just be too seductive to let go.  Christopher Johnson, an Australian biologist who wrote an accompanying commentary in the same issue of Science, remains convinced that human hunters were the “sole cause” of “megafaunal extinction.”

Next month’s meeting in San Francisco of the American Geophysical Union will give comet proponents a chance to present new evidence for their extinction-with-a-bang theory. Frankly, it may take the impact of a comet to make those who blame our ancestors for the disappearance of the mammoth to drop the idea.

This is at June lake, taken this summer during one of my road trips. I was on my way to Tahoe from Mammoth and I stopped here in the morning. I had been camping for two nights and had not showered yet. I stopped to check out the lake and it was crystal clear with a nice beach and it was empty, so I took out some food and my chair and hung out for a bit to eat breakfast. Then I put on my bathing suit and took a wonderful, cool, refreshing dip into the lake. It’s a great spot. I imagine that it must get crowded on the weekends. I was lucky to happen upon it on a nice, serene, morning.

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Mammoth Rated: C(for Campy) 90 min.

Starring: Vincent Ventresca, Summer Glau, Tom Skerrit, A Big Dead Mammoth.

Ok, party people, here we go. After some time of considering doing a Sci-Fi Channel retrospective–and usually nixing it because of Jarv’s coverage of similar material–I’ve decided to heck with it, there’s room enough here for both. Afterall, an examination of the sheer volume of work the dubiously named channel churns out means we will likely never come close to reviewing the same thing, unless someone greenlights FrankenFish 2: Jus When Yo Think It Safe! I’ll avoid stepping on toes, and will reserve this column for only stuff playing in that Saturday night death slot on Sigh-Fry, er, umm…Sy-Fy.

As a way of getting started, I’ve picked Mammoth–one of the funnier and more absurd entries and, as far as I am aware, the only one of the lot to be nominated for a Prime Time Emmy (yes, some of Sy-Fy’s series and mini-series have been, but never a saturday night ‘Original’). Emmy for what you might ask? The mammoth of course! Apparently, whomever is responsible for nominations must have decided that the CGI corpse of a rotting stinking prehistoric pachyderm chasing the guy from Picket Fences was a visual achievement worthy of recognition.  

In truth, the fx aren’t really that special (Oh, shock!) but the movie has its own brand of nuttiness going for it.  Skerrit and Glau, as sci-fi geek grandfather and sci-fi geek granddaughter respectively, who join forces to hunt down an alien infected mastodon who happens to be sucking the souls of the townspeople? Yes please. And, for good measure, the filmmakers have let Vincent Ventresca tag along too. The result is stupidity of the highest order, that occassionally drags, but managed to keep me smiling the whole time and it actually gives Skerrit opportunity to…wait for it…act!

The story, which kicks in right after a super-silly animation sequence featuring dancing cave paintings and alien spaceships, is pretty lame-brained, even by the standards of this sort of thing. Ventresca is a paleontologist studying the remains of a frozen mammoth in the museum at the center of town. Ventresca is challenged by that age-old dilemma; spend time with his teen daughter or stay late pulling blood samples out of a hairy, frozen carcass. Luckily for Jack (yes, that really is Summer Glau’s characters name), she has an uber-nerdy white-haired grandfather who looks suspiciously like the old-age version of that captain in the first Alien movie. Gramps hangs around, takes Jack to the movies for seconds of whatever B-feature is showing, and gets to give Ventresca insight on how to be a better daddy.

All swell, until an alien organism comes beaming its way down into the mammoth (what small town museum can afford to house an entire frozen mammoth?) and the creature comes to life, breaks its puny exhibit captivity and starts rampaging through the sleepy little burg, actually picking people up, impaling them with its tusks, and promptly using its trunk as a soul hoover to remove their lifeforce! Rock on!

The weird thing about the movie is this; yes it is daft, and purposefully insane, but it seems like its actually trying when it comes to the familial relationship at the movie’s center. The connection between Skerrit and Glau is the fun kind of parent/child team-up that one could often find in 80s horror films. I liked it, and thought they both had decent chemistry together. Ventresca’s character is a stick in the mud, so mostly he’s very wooden, but there are even some nice touches thrown in between he and Skerrit. Tom looks like he is having a ton of fun, and he refuses to lower the quality of his performance just because his co-star is a CGI mammoth that wants to snuff up his soul. There are a pair of agents that show up halfway through, and a couple of assorted rednecks late in the game, but neither group add much interest to the story. Same for Glau’s boyfriend. He smells like mammoth fodder from scene 1.

But the mammoth itself? How is it? Well, good enough to earn an Emmy. So I found it more than a little strange that after shuffling behind houses, picking up and shotputting a guy in a gorilla gram suit, and chasing raving teens through a field, the beast would reveal itself as this:

Ok, kidding. The mammoth is just fine, slightly more solid and seemingly ‘there’ than most of the creatures that end up in these films. It has some occassional weight and heft to it, but there are so few long shots of it, that usually we only see it when it’s in the frame with another person and right on top of them. As a result of that, it ends up looking like the mammoth is constantly creeping up slowly behind people as if it wasn’t the size of a dumptruck and probably smelled like death itself. At one point Ventresca is looking for it, and it’s standing right behind him in the parody of a Chaplin silent film. One dude, scanning an abandoned town for a massive rotting elephant and it’s breathing down his neck.

The weakest element of Mammoth is that when it comes to scenes like the ones mentioned above, the movie isn’t confident enough to assure us that its playing fast or loose or is just simply incompetent and thats why it is funny. I’m certain it is the former reason, but my point is, the comedy elements aren’t delivered with any authority. They are off-to-the-side, instead of being over-the-top.

You get the impression that director Tim Cox actually expects the human story to sell the movie. No, we want more mammoth madness please! But for a Sy-Fy original, it marks an evolution. Most of these things you watch as part of the background to a more interesting event; playing cards with friends, hanging out with beer, slowly passing out mindlessly of boredom. You get the picture. Mammoth has progressed to the point that when you look at it, you will be tempted to not look away. Thats about as close to a recommendation here as you are gonna get.

And some fine enterprising and tone deaf individual has set scenes from Mammoth to music from Offspring. Here you go:

the bag-carried charms of lonely school-girls

blue crushed dreams drowned at noon-day

vented fortunes melted and re-created

morphed laughters reflected in a magenta pool

shadowy remains of the over-large green lantern

vultured skulls swinging by their guitar strings

music honeyed lions pondering the dancing stars

there a stare – here a smile – everywhere death

paper-thin mannequins feasting on shrimp salads

oceanic largesses buttoned and stored sideways

sun-dried tomatoes drank with overmuch salt

zion led saints proportioning those fairly decked nuns

swing crushed remains – the bread cracks of yore

the vegan induced convulsions of some carnivore

emperor dreamed lords dressed in nakedness

street whispered symphonies overtaken with sun-dried laughters

slithering oysters wrestling with some stranded toe

darling buds gnashing their teeth as they gently kiss those receding winds

suffocated wedding bands recalling past conquests

suffused pleasures desiring a proper vessel

the sweaty palms of boys chained in boarding schools

green sullied roof tops laced in brown jacaranda leaves

death masked violins overran with a craving for strings

there be but a remainder of mats – herded feet whistling their displeasure

overmuch excitement – the sure emblem of lovers at war

gloried bosoms rounder than the fairest august apple

middle apportioned fortunes starved of the seasons fallings

i pose a conundrum – suppose i cared

those circular yearning s teasing the pathetic fortunes of our failings

trombone led bands cowering beneath flute dresses

museum honeyed murals of masters unknown

leather clobbered loins remained upon the chiefest lizard cliffs

shop stewed beans rustling in their metal prisons

willows distantly dancing a fresh of the flowing muds

the punished sounds of choirs hanged at dawn

boot driven passions remained on a plastic plate

a loose lip here – a shoe there – everywhere death

numidian mushrooms sheltered beneath kilimanjaros shoulders

kissed birds overcome with grief

the booked imaginings of shy pupils giggling in rain

pampered lobsters sunbathing in their coffins

oiled thighs standing erect besides michelangelo’s david

yellow scented lusts of husbands given over to theatre

comedy driven longings – the perpendicular stares of wronged lover

the karoo streams – kalahari basins – toureg chants – gorgon encampments

they all be but simple venison servings

table laid charms bottled in salt

how fair are those dancing bears – even the same fur-less devils

suspended aloft that soon disappearing iceberg

night stars rushing purposefully to their deaths

sychellian crustaceans wallowing in grief

the bushveld  tropics leaning gently upon fair mozambique’s cheeks

soon-approaching monsoons announcing their arrival in himalayan chants

train hurried suns murmuring for a lack of attention

the haired touching of lovers stranded at and in the sea

easterly badlands housed in some papal estate

toe-tugged yearnings elegantly decked in straw skirts

of epher’s children – salute them with a gentle tug in either direction

craven red shoes seated upright in some rainy mud hut

of mau mau and his abandoned harlots – whistle only and touch not

burning forests housed wholly in her mouth

olympian straits considered and rejected

righteousness forced upon unwilling saints – they chose sin instead

snow-covered churches overcome with laughter

coat pocketed jealousies of rivals resorting to righteousness – dueling

scorched lands immigrating downward and into hell

cherry scented mustangs awash in fresh aloe

dew carried feet refusing the flung serving of fresh boots

the remaining african horn fed to the nomadics of eritrea

diseased waters bottled and sent to epher’s descendants

soap deprived ankles painted in valley yellow

dark suns prejudiced at the sight of blue oranges

suited bullfrogs desiring an audience with the priest

mournful dirges of some tragic anthem lorded over the plains

serengeti woodlands teaming with overmuch grasshoppers

lateral – dental – palatial

the rice grown hatreds of aphrite’s rude cousins

millet rinsed touchings of loves and lovers clothed in burnings

sight condemned ancients rehearsing their final movements

hurried motionings of sharks harpooned at the high deserts

drunk instructors condemned to the wine cellars

drought moustaches grown arrogant with the occasional brush

ankle dipped hands dancing on freshly painted ceilings

roman centurions sheepishly waiting upon the priests

the back covered lashes of whips crying at dawn

zebra teethed lions lying sideways – the feed was much

meditating monks nightly preaching patience as they doubt its efficacy

rib jointed searchings of parents transfixed upon some tragic statute

guitar stringed understandings of lovers soon to be loosened

hurricane gales refusing freely gifted medications – they instead desire destruction

church chimed machinations – the loud shadows of sarcadortal hems

leather-covered sweaters speaking of soon returning father abraham

marsh covered bibles resurrected to their mournful parents

papered lips pretending to care yet found out

fortuned souls buried in moses’ bosoom

piano starved school children emaciated and in need of fresh cassava

drunk pilgrims desecrating their holy places

curses courtiers given over to overindulgence

pleasured hips forgetting how to dress

earth abused servants despising their hoes

equator neglected bears doubly aggrieved

polluted musics distilled in yellow barley

tomato crushed dreams of lovers separated by war

tributaries of untamed passions spewing from eva’s bosom

tribal instincts of mothers caressing their pops – confused loves

crucified sailors condemned for purity of passions

the yellow ribbons circling about in their blue trousers

bus driven fears of known futures

boiled mannequins cascading in sheltered rage

the oiled ankles of lovers destined to fail

teaming marshes pregnant with the anticipation of your impending hanging

what would shylock do

such purity contained in those unassuming holy loins

not a penny more or less

the weighty pendulums of earthly expectations placed shoulderwise

upon such lowly flesh – pray for his rich poverty

freely consider the run – jonah did

circular chains layered outwardly upon her cheeks

wandering stares of the decomposing tortoise

craged backs of prisoners rejoicing at the sight of a whip

unseemly lovings of the nile priests

snow married rains competing for the mastery

roaming preachers begging for fresh underwear

any recall the simple pleasures of death

hyacinth troubled waters refusing to suffocate

consider the daffodils and their fair cousins – the black mamba

following – continue your runnings

street dancing muses overtaken with giggling willows

haggard poets taking up whistling

layered burnings of victims returned from their nightly flames

the bleached denials of lovers untrained in the art – of lying

caressed lips of saints hanged and burned by the eclipse

green creeks snaking around eva’s proud towers

ever populated with the bagged trifles of smiles sealed and delivered

expected rains falling only the honest sinners

touch not but freely reach

the flasked remains of wars forced upon the innocent

dirt condemned shoulders praying for rain

honeyed nights scribing the moanful chants of reunited lovers

built ruins of some ancient king – god

boot-straped cowboys jeaned and straightwith saddled

onion ringed stairs of pilgrims unfurling their carpets in prayer

stoned devils loosened on an unassuming friday afternoon

the shamelessly chanted charms of choirs rehearsing compassion

free range grains frustrated at the sight of a sickle

garden manufactured sandals covered in cassava peelings

the red vases of fortunes’ train soon approaches

temple plundered riches housed in some temple

boat driven suspenders tugging the wily doe

arabian summers spend it hibernation

square run destinies married to music slithered hands

love-worn seagulls taking up residence on greenland’s beaches

the pilgrim stares of submerged penguins

superfluous gains of tormentors destined to burn

collected unicorns aimlessly peddling their air cycles

terrace covered nakedness of summers spent at the arctic

zerubabel conducted symphonies arrested by the passing eclipse

the retrograde joys of past loves recalled in regret

of pains  known and grown out of – try harder

vase-shaped frustrations – even the same man nurtured

sandals of ambitions dead at birth

any care pass along the rope – how make you a proper noose

how sweet the contradiction daily raping humanity

baleful mourns of innocence hushed in the still of the night

bewildered stares fixed upon the priestly robes of the temple vultures

scavengers given over to overmuch prayer – before consuming their flesh

teeth mapped meats shaking with fear

with love and for love yet always serving self

hades scented saints marching triumphantly towards their sabbath pews

those proper passions gently housed in some harlots bosom

care consider her kind

rude awakenings of skirts hugged one upon another

round fingers – the meandering coins emblazoned with sea fortunes

sword kissed deaths transfixed upon some tragic mount

that they too desire to commune with father moses – any care find him

knee-nursed yearnings of some crawling pop

kettle-whispered lovings of mothers overcome with joy

loves journeyed in darkness only to be condemned by the searching light

some waffled longings of imprisoned cousins – twice removed

fortunes plundered and straightaway surrendered to mightier foes

watched yearnings of those round face anthills

care imitate the socialized hatreds of the sheppard

joyous singings at the news of the stranded winters upon the seas

today be the burial of some tragic figure – some son of three parents

scared remains of lovers burned in love – rather it be love that burned then -

or love caused these burnings – love burned them – in a word: they be dead

the dragon costumes singularly common yet without a mother

companies of soldiers bewailing their blood-muddied swords

pure-bred expectations of fathers married to daily runnings

parisian harlots – even those decadent damsels of notre dame

lamp lighted walkings of some painted corridor

symphonic laughters given over to overmuch prayers

recall the butterfly laced travels of righteous odysseus

the drought peopled apartments quietly screaming for chardonnay

touched purities of priests aggrieved in spirit yet glad in the flesh

palm lined libraries of cairo giddily seated adjacent jerusalem’s famous lamps

summer covered carpets laced with gerbera ferns

nightly runnings of forbidden lovers conspiring their next escapes

apostolic sureties of saint eva – blessed be her musical loins

poems collected in empty wooden wine skins

coerced laughters masked in the lying giggles of the anaconda

prayerful knees of the arabian monk wrestling with an empty sea shell

rehearsed returns of the blue women of the green lagoon

liberian tiles refusing their ordained marriages to cuban cements

any care hear of the loud shrills of the debauched crickets

plimsol expectations of princes ignored in plain sight

the returned piercings of lapped waters dancing in a great danes mouth

restrained sheep recalling their wild histories as dakota mustangs

of sacrifices a dove yet wholly unrepentant

rosy mornings carried in an empty jar

that the sistine chapel was erected by a harlot – aye even eva

that most righteous and upwardly decked saint of the weeping sheets

known of most for her convulsing inducing hands

virgin pilgrims remained upon their store-bought piety

some raisin cured yawns of the whited sepulchers housing her blessed remains

glass layered centuries of accusations returned and loosened

sweet-honeyed chirpings of the wooly mammoth

crane-spoted hyenas jumping rope in the serengeti plains

crowned turtles desiring the company of boiling lobsters

any recall the tearful repentances of proud nabucco

slaves become masters and enslaving their fellow slaves

how that in running – they instead lost themselves

have a care

Three years after his “experimental” phase wrapped with the jarring, iconoclastic Container, Swedish enfant terrible Lukas Moodysson returned for this sprawling, ambitious social drama. Echoing Alejandro González Iñárritu’s Babel and featuring two Hollywood A-listers as his leads, Mammoth also marked the director’s premier English-language project. Michelle Williams and Gael García Bernal co-star as Ellen and Leo, New York marrieds; she’s an emergency-room surgeon, he’s a listless, vaguely dissatisfied Internet game designer. They have a family, albeit an unconventional and dysfunctional one: seven-year-old daughter Jackie (Sophie Nyweide) is practically being raised by a 24/7 Filipino caregiver, Gloria (Marife Necesito), who dotes on her incessantly. This provokes the envy of Ellen and the resentment of Gloria’s two geographically estranged sons, Manuel (Martin Delos Santos) and Salvador (Jan Nicdao), who repeatedly phone their mom from Manila and plead with her to come home. Gloria’s mother grows so distressed by this behavior that she attempts to show Salvador just how easy his life is in comparison to that of others, which leads to unanticipated tragic consequences. Meanwhile, Leo teams up with a shifty associate, Bob (Tom McCarthy), flies to Thailand, and encounters a freewheeling, laid-back working mother named Cookie (Run Srinikornchot). Step by step, the actions that Leo takes while abroad create a domino effect and alter everyone’s lives in irreversible ways.

My favorite piece done by fellow Vermonter Scott Lendhart

Mammoth Mountain had their official opening weekend festivities this past weekend and as expected it was a great time. Guitar lessons, football in the street, Schatz sandwiches, and credit card roulette were staples of the 4 day trip. The riding was pretty fun and there was even some pockets of fresh snow to be had. All the homies rolled up and then we rolled up and then rolled out if you can’t make sense of that maybe this blog isn’t for you. I was particularly excited to check out the “I Am Snowboarding” art show which was held as a benefit for the Jeff Anderson Foundation. The show was really cool and I know some Frends who made outta there wish some sweet original art.

I believe this one can soon be seen in Mr. Auggire's household.

All in all the weekend was a good time for all and can pretty much be summed up in these two quotes.

“there’s enough cocaine and semen in this carpet to get everyone here high and pregnant in 5 minutes”-random hero

“if I got beer for free, shit I’d be a rich fucking man”-Joe Carter

Check out the shots in the gallery for some entertainment. The quality sucks but thats what happens when your g9 dies and you’re left with a camera phone to shoot with.

Cheers.

shirt from 1987 found in the packaging at a thrift store...pretty rad

Stranger: hi looking for girls with cute feet to send pics!
You: I’m an amputee. Do you discriminate?
Stranger: no
Stranger: if you still have the foot
Stranger: take a pic of fit
You: No, it’s my feet that were amputated.
Stranger: yeah
Stranger: you still have em in a doggy bag or something?
Stranger: take a pic
You: I tried make them let me take them home, but no luck.
You: Have you seen Nanalew’s feet?

Stranger: lookin for a female to tell me her wildest fantasy
You: To find Nanalew
You: Have you ever experienced that?
Stranger: no wat is it?
You: It’s a girl on here who’s trying to find me and vice versa
You: Tell her the mustang is coming
You: *neighs*

Stranger: Hello
You: Mammoth?!
Stranger: Yeah they died..
Stranger: long ago
You: No, there’s one left
You: And she’s on here.
Stranger: its only on tv

Stranger: kiremitleri sen mi kırdın lan
Stranger: it
You: Desole, je parle l’anglais seulement
Stranger: french chick
Stranger: ouw.
Stranger: fuck.
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

You: RPattz?
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

Stranger: 19 m Finland, you?
You: RPattz?
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

You: RPattz?
Stranger: The only thing gayer than asking me if I’m Robert Patterson is refering to him as “RPattz”.
You: P.S. It’s Pattinson*
Stranger: Exactly.

You: RPattz?
Stranger: mmmmm yummy.
You: I know right
Stranger: unfortunately i am not.
Stranger: seeing as i am..a girl.
You: Oh I know!
You: The RPattz I’m looking for is a nickname of my friend
You: Who is a girl
Stranger: oh!
Stranger: hahaha
You: Sanne. Have you connected with her?
Stranger: i assumed…robert pattinson
Stranger: no i have not
You: Yeah, that’s where it came from. She mimics him really well
Stranger: HAH
You: Well if you come across her, would you let her know that KStew is looking for her?
Stranger: KStew?
Stranger: what is that from
Stranger: and i sure will
You: It’s my codename
Stranger: where does it come from?
Stranger: like how did you come up with it
Stranger: any twilight celebrities hidden in it?
You: ;]
Stranger: wait
Stranger: isn’t her name like
Stranger: kristen steward??
Stranger: man i am BRILLIANT
Stranger: esp since i dont like twilight!!! ahaha
You: Props!
Stranger: thank you, thank you
Stranger: well i wish you luck in your search!

You: RPattz?
Stranger: If I sparkled I would kill myself
You: I’m guessing you aren’t Sanne then

Stranger: *points gun at your head* give me the money or you’re dead
You: RPattz?
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

Et oui, je vous sens trépigner d’impatience. Il faut dire qu’il n’y a pas eu de rubrique “news du côté des news” la semaine dernière, et pour cause, pas de nouveautés dans les malles jeudi dernier (ce qui est assez rare).

Mais nous voilà de retour et en pleine forme.

Pour commencer, trois nouveautés que j’ai eu l’occasion de voir lors du Bifff 2009 :

Jeux de pouvoir / State of play (2009) de Kevin McDonald (le réalisateur du Dernier roi d’Ecosse). Le titre anglais vous sera déjà sans doute plus familier: State of play est en effet une mini série télévisée britannique (6 épisodes) datant de 2003. En voici son remake américain. Ayant vu et la série, et ce remake, j’ai personnellement préféré la série et son style anglais plus précis, plus fin surtout. Cette adaptation typiquement made in U.S. ravira cependant les amateurs de thrillers politiques.

The Chaser (2009) de Hong-Jin Na : un thriller haletant et efficace ! The Chaser est un magnifique film qui impressionne sur bien des plans. La complexité scénaristique est menée de main de maître tout au long de l’histoire, sans aucun temps mort et avec beaucoup de fluidité, Hong-Jin Na arrive ainsi à créer une ambiance pesante et haletante de bout en bout. Quelques touches humoristiques (la police coréenne n’est en rien épargnée) viennent ça et là agrémenter l’ensemble. Les scènes de bagarre sont suffisamment violentes que pour être crédibles. Un excellent polar noir qui a déjà été approché par des producteurs américains pour un remake version US (les rumeurs vont bon train au sujet de Leonardo Di Caprio). Quand on sait que c’est une première réalisation pour ce coréen d’à peine 35 ans, on ne peut qu’attendre ses prochains films avec impatience.

Star Trek Zero (2009) de J.J. Abrams : Nous voici donc au commencement, lorsque Capitaine Kirk est encore dans le ventre de sa maman et que papa Kirk se sacrifie pour sauver ses congénères, que Spock use ses culottes de Vulcain sur le banc de l’école et que Dr McCoy a le mal de l’air…. A l’aide d’effets spéciaux impeccables (J. J. Abrams connaît la chanson puisqu’il est entre autres producteur de Cloverfield) et d’un scénario en béton, ce Star Trek 0 (ou Star Trek 11, c’est comme vous voulez) nous offre un très beau moment à la fois de divertissement et de science-fiction (ça fait du bien, c’est tellement rare !). J.J. Abrams a réussi ce que George Lucas a raté en sortant les épisodes 1 à 3 de Star Wars. Comme quoi, quand on veut, on peut !

Sinon, nous avons en plus dans nos bacs magiques :

Mammoth, la dernière réalisation de Lukas Moodysson. Un film indépendant pour lequel il est difficile d’obtenir des informations. N’empêche, la présence au générique du réalisateur de Fucking Amal et du superbe Lilya-4-ever, ou de l’acteur Gael Garcia Bernal semble déjà présager beaucoup. A essayer.

Le Liseur / The Reader (2008) de Stephen Daldry est l’adaptation d’un bestseller de Bernard Schlink, une histoire d’amour entre une femme de 30 ans et un jeune homme de 15. Le film repose entre autres sur la prestation de Kate Winslet, une fois de plus mémorable. Le jeune homme découvrira des années plus tard que cette femme avait travaillé comme gardienne dans un camp nazi. J’ai beaucoup apprécié ce film, qui m’a paru néanmoins un peu trop long.

Enfin, Ne te retourne pas (2009) de Marina De Van, film présenté cette année au Festival de Cannes et qui voit s’affronter Sophie Marceau et Monica Bellucci dans un questionnement identitaire. Un film psychologique, cela va s’en dire.

Qu’on se le dise !

Brigitte Segers

man, i am so glad that is not my car…. phew. maybe i can play a prank with my colleague…. “hey i think there’s something on top of your car” haha, evil but sweet.

by The Great White Gypsy

The Box – Written and Directed by Richard Kelly
The premise of this film sounds like a bad teenage horror story. A strange man gives a box to a couple having money problems. They will get money every time they push the button, but every time, someone they don’t know will die. Though it’s riding on Cameron Diaz’s acting skills (um…), if anyone can make it cool, writer/director Richard Kelly (Donnie Darko, Southland Tales) will have no problem.
Cameron Diaz, James Marsden, Frank Langella, James Rebhorn
November 6

Endgame – Directed by Pete Travis, Written by Paula Milne
Another slow, patient South African political film? Meh. I mean, I really like Hurt and Ejiofor, but Pete Travis directed Vantage Point, which sucked asshole. I really, really want it to be good, I’m just scared it’s going to be really, really bad.
William Hurt, Chiwetel Ejiofor, Johnny Lee Miller, Mark Strong, Derek Jacobi
November 6

The Men Who Stare at Goats – Directed by Grant Heslov, Written by Peter Straughan
Actor Grant Heslov hasn’t done much directing. Same goes for Peter Straughan and writing. But if you look at this cast, you really can’t go wrong in a story about Telekenisis/Psychic programs in the army. Hell yes.
George Clooney, Ewan McGregor, Jeff Bridges, Kevin Spacey, Robert Patrick, Stephen Root
November 6

Precious – Directed by Lee Daniels, Written by Geoffrey Fletcher
I hate the fact that the full title of this film is “Precious: Based on a novel by Sapphire”. I also hate the fact that Tyler Perry and Oprah Winfrey are “presenting” this one. However, cliché and cheesy as it most likely is, I seriously almost cried watching the preview. This has the potential for two hours of raw emotion that leaves you speechless. Or two hours of horrible acting and bullshit storyline. I’ll wait for cable.
Gabourey Sidibe, Paula Patton, Mariah Carey, Lenny Kravitz
November 6

The Fantastic Mr. Fox – Written and Directed by Wes Anderson
I hate, I hate, I hate Wes Anderson. However, there are always a couple elements of his films that impress me, and his attempts at stop motion animation intrigue me. Will I like it? Probably not. Will I see it? Of course.
George Clooney, Meryl Streep, Bill Murray, Jason Schwartzman, Willem Dafoe, Owen Wilson, Michael Gambon
November 13

Pirate Radio – Written and Directed by Richard Curtis
When I saw the preview for this, I thought, “Hey, that looks exactly like that movie advertised last year called “The Boat that Rocked”. Wait… I have no idea why this film took so long to release, or why they changed the title, but after waiting so long, I’ve built it up to possible “Almost Famous” level in my head. I really hope I’m not disappointed.  About a boatful of radio DJ’s who broadcast banned music over British airwaves in the ‘60’s. Curtis directed Love Actually.
Philip Seymour Hoffman, Bill Nighy, Rhys Ifans, Emma Thompson, Kenneth Branagh, Nick Frost
November 13

The Messenger – Written and Directed by Oren Moverman
Foster and Harrelson play a very overlooked part of the military in this new drama about the officers who deliver the horrible news to KIA soldiers’ families. Foster starts to care too much…you see where this is going. Moverman’s first film, looks good.
Ben Foster, Woody Harrelson, Samantha Morton, Jena Malone
November 13

2012 – Directed by Roland Emmerich, Written by Roland Emmerich and Harald Kloser
When I want to see an action packed explosion film with weak story, I’ll catch the new Michael Bay flick. When I want to see a really entertaining film with great special effects that will leave me dumber for having watched it, I’ll go see a Roland Emmerich film (Independence Day, Stargate, Godzilla, 10,000 BC). If you don’t know what this film is about, you should probably look into it, cause we’re kinda running out of time, dude…
John Cusack, Amanda Peet, Chiwetel Ejiofor, Thandie Newton, Woody Harrelson, Danny Glover, Oliver Platt
November 13

That Evening Sun – Written and Directed by Scot Teems
I think Clint Eastwood had a scheduling conflict playing a grumpy old man in Gran Turino, so Holbrook stepped in. This is a perfect example of a cookie-cutter Midwest drama starring a senior citizen afraid of change that might not be very good, but will definitely get nominated for at least 2 Oscars. Don’t get me wrong, Hal is great, but the story has the potential to be full of holes.
Hal Holbrook, Ray McKinnon, Mia Wasikowska, Carrie Preston
November 13

Uncertainty – Written and Directed by Scott McGehee and David Siegel
At the risk of sounding like a douchebag, I am very uncertain about this movie. Part romantic comedy, part drama, part action thriller? So confused. McGehee and Siegel have written and directed three other films together, and I’ve never heard of any of them. But Gordon-Levitt hasn’t let me down so far, and Thirlby and Collins are sexy. I’ll flip a coin.
Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Lynn Collins, Olivia Thirlby
November 13

Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans – Directed by Werner Herzog, Written by William M. Finkelstein
Controverial old-school director Werner Herzog (Encounters at the End of the World, Grizzly Man) is remaking the 1992 drama (starring Harvey Keitel) about a gambling/drug addict cop, and he’s setting it in post-Katrina New Orleans. They say it’s Cage’s best performance since Leaving Las Vegas (not really hard), and Kilmer’s presence is reassuring. Looking forward to it.
Nicholas Cage, Val Kilmer, Eva Mendes, Michael Shannon, Fairuza Balk, Xzibit, Shawn Hatosy
November 20

Chi Bi (Red Cliff) – Directed by John Woo, Written by John Woo and Khan Chan
This is an epic film in the style of Hero and House of Flying Daggers. John Woo started out with some good films (A Better Tomorrow, Killer, Hard Boiled), he even had some good American movies (Hard Target, Face/Off), though there were bullshit ones too (Windtalkers, Paycheck). However, his dramas, like Last Hurrah for Chivalry, have gone largerly unnoticed by American audiences. And, of course, it’s been out in China for two years, and we’re just getting it now. Tarantino needs to step his game up.
Tony Leung, Takeshi Kaneshiro, Wei Zhao
November 20

Fix – Directed by Tao Ruspoli, Written by Charles Castaldi and Paul Duran
Documentary filmmaker Ruspoli blends styles in this fictional documentary about a convicted drug dealer and his friends, who are attempting to raise enough money to put him in rehab before 8pm so he can avoid jail time. I can already tell that Andrews’ over-the-top personality is going to steal the show, and Wilde is kinda cute. When’s it coming to Netflix?
Olivia Wilde, Tao Ruspoli, Dedee Pfeiffer, Shawn Andrews
November 20

The Missing Person – Written and Directed by Noah Buschel
Modern noir about a private detective (Shannon in a lead role…nice) searching for a missing person after 9/11. Elements of drama and comedy make it appear a little disjointed, but Shannon and Ryan are solid. Kinda surprised it didn’t go straight to DVD, but whatever.
Michael Shannon, Amy Ryan, Frank Wood
November 20

Me and Orson Welles – Directed by Richard Linklater, Written by Holly Gent Palmo
I can’t see Efron’s name on anything without thinking Highschool Musical, which makes me want to punch everyone under the age of 17 in the eye. However, this film is a little more dramatic, a lot less musical, and Christian McKay looks like the best Orson Welles since D’onofrio in Ed Wood. And if that still doesn’t convince you to see this period film about Welles directing stage plays, I have three words for you: Richard motherfucking Linklater (Scanner Darkly, Waking Life, Dazed and Confused). There you go.
Zac Efron, Claire Danes, Christian McKay, Ben Chaplin
November 25

Ninja Assassin – Directed by James McTeigue, Written by Matthew Sand and J. Michael Straczynski
The directors of The Matrix are producing this balls-to-the-wall violence-fest about…are you ready? A Ninja Assassin. Crazy right? Just think blades, bullets, blood, and nonstop special effects. I can’t freaking wait.
Sung Kang
November 25

The Road – Directed by John Hillcoat, Written by Joe Penhall
I must admit, I didn’t care for Cormac McCarthy’s award winning novel. The fact that writer and director are inexperienced worries me. Whether the acting, cinematography and effects can save it or not, the story makes me think no one will like this no matter what.
Viggo Mortensen, Charlize Theron, Robert Duvall, Guy Pearce, Garret Dillahunt
November 25

KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN

Metropia – Directed by Tarik Saleh, Written by Fredrik Edin
Anything with Vincent Gallo attatched generally gets my attention (Buffalo 66 was fucking weird). In this animated social commentary, Gallo’s character goes nuts when he starts hearing voices in the expansive underground tunnels Europe was forced to build after gas prices went too high. The animation looks pretty damn cool, so we’ll see.
Vincent Gallo, Udo Kier, Juliette Lewis, Stellan Skarsgard, Alexander Skarsgard
November 6 (Sweden)

Harry Brown – Directed by Daniel Barber, Written by Gary Young
Michael Caine hasn’t really been a badass since Get Carter, but this one may change that. Granted, it’s another cranky old man pissed off at street hooligans, but they did kill his friend…and he is ex-military. Comes out in the UK this month, possible limited releases in US.
Michael Caine, Emily Mortimer, Iain Glen
November 11 (UK)

Los abrazos rotos (Broken Embraces) – Written and Directed by Pedro Almodovar
Almodovar is huge in Spain, and the last time he teamed with Cruz was Volver, which was damn good. This film is about a writer/director telling a young man the story of why he changed his name after an accident took the life of his true love 14 years prior. Limited release this month, but expect it to be everywhere in time for the Oscars.
Penelope Cruz, Lluis Homar
November 20 (Limited)

Mammoth – Written and Directed by Lukas Moodysson
Husband and wife with a “perfect” life are put to the test when he takes a business trip to Thailand and decides to let loose a little. It looks very similar to parts of Babel, but more focused. Bernal and Williams have grown on me the last couple years, and Moodysson has done good work in Sweden.
Michelle Williams, Gael Garcia Bernal
November 20 (Limited)

♥ “Mammoth”

In this indie movie, Gael Garcia Bernal (“Y Tu Mama Tambien”) and Michelle Williams (“Brokeback Mountain”) play a couple whose lives start unraveling when Bernal flirts with infidelity on a business trip in Thailand.

The story also focuses on their live-in Filipino nanny, which is exciting since very few Filipino actors breakthrough in Hollywood. “Mammoth” even features subtitles for the actors speaking the Tagalog language. With more than 1,000 votes on IMDb.com, the film has received a 7 out of 10 rating.

♥ “Salt”

This espionage thriller was originally set to have a male lead, but when Tom Cruise (“Collateral”) dropped out of the project, the role was re-written for Angelina Jolie (“Girl, Interrupted”), naturally. Jolie is Evelyn Salt, a CIA agent, who is framed for a plot to murder the president. She must prove her innocence while on the run from authorities. Leaps unto buses ensue.

♥ “Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time”

Jake Gyllenhaal (“Jarhead”) stars in this adaptation of a video game where he, along with a princess (Gemma Arterton from “Quantum of Solace”), must stop a villain from unleashing a sandstorm that could destroy the world.

It sounds lame when you put it like that, but from the trailers, it looks like the film has a good dose of comedy. It’s even produced by powerhouse Jerry Bruckheimer (“Pirates of the Carribean”). Sir Ben Kingsley (“Gandhi”) and Alfred Molina (“Spider-man 2″) also star. Catch the domestic and international trailers after the jump:

♥ “Brothers”

Lionsgate and Relativity Media previously released a trailer for “Brothers,” which I posted here. This is the second trailer of the drama, which stars Tobey Maguire (“Spider-man”), Natalie Portman (“Closer”) and Gyllenhaal.  It’s better if you view it without reading a synopsis first, so take a look:

♥ “The Road”

It’s based on Cormac McCarthy’s novel which tells of the end of the world. Hardly anyone is left but Viggo Mortensen (“A History of Violence”), Charlize Theron (“North Country”) and their son, newcomer Kodi Smit-McPhee. Guy Pearce (“Memento”) and Robert Duvall co-star. Dimension Films has also released two trailers for this Oscar contender. They are distinctly different as one is more dreary than the other. See for yourself:

♥ “The Princess and the Frog”

Disney is going back to its roots with this animated movie. Beating the likes of singers Jennifer Hudson and Alicia Keys, Anika Rose (“Dreamgirls”) as well as Terrence Howard (“Hustle and Flow”) and John Goodman (“Coyote Ugly”) voice the characters. A teaser trailer and full trailer below:

♥ ”The Wolfman”

Check out a horror film that boasts of Emily Blunt (“The Devil Wears Prada”), Benicio del Toro (“Traffic”), Anthony Hopkins (“Silence of the Lambs”) and Hugo Weaving (“Lord of the Rings”):

♥ “Inception”

Here’s a film that’s been kept under wraps so much so that all IMDb.com states is this: “Corporations have developed a technology to enter dreams to extract information from certain people’s heads. A CEO (Leonardo DiCaprio) enters dreams and things begin to escalate, taking a turn for the worst.”

The buzz surrounding “Inception” is mostly due to its director, Christopher Nolan, who also did “The Dark Knight” and “Memento.” However, I’m watching it for one of my favorite actresses, Ellen Page (“Juno”). Marion Cotillard (“The Diving Bell and the Butterfly”), Michael Caine (Miss Congeniality”), Joseph Gordon-Levitt (“Brick”) and Cillian Murphy (“Batman Begins”) are in it as well.

♥ “Green Zone”

Although it’s by the same people who brought us “The Bourne” movies, I think some would hesitate to watch it since it’s another war movie. Still, Matt Damon gives it some star power.

♥ “Invictus”

Damon is one hot commodity as he also stars in this Clint Eastwood film, otherwise known as an Oscar contender. Based on a true story, Damon plays the captain of a rugby team who is enlisted by Nelson Mandela (Morgan Freeman) to win, thus, uniting the country. Prepare to hear Damon speak with a South African accent …

♥ “Gentlemen Broncos”

Some have have predicted that “Broncos” will be a cult hit, perhaps in the same vein as “Napoleon Dynamite.” (They have the same director.) “Broncos” is a comedy about a science fiction author who steals the idea of a student (Michael Angarano from “Will and Grace”) for his next book. Jennifer Coolidge (“Legally Blonde”) is also in the movie, playing Angarano’s mom.

♥ “A Single Man”

Colin Firth (“Bridget Jones’s Diary”) plays a gay man who tries to carry on after the death of his partner. Julianne Moore (“Children of Men”) joins Firth, who is a potential Oscar nominee. Based on Christopher Isherwood’s novel, I must say the trailer is pretty original. It eerily plays on with no words the entire time. The film itself received an 8.6 rating on IMDb.com.

♥ “New Moon”

As the second part in the “Twilight” saga, we find  Bella (Kristen Stewart) left to gather the pieces with Jacob (Taylor Lautner) since the vampire Edward (Robert Pattinson) left her. This time around, Stewart finds herself among werewolves and vampire royalty, the Volturi.

♥ “The Book of Eli”

Denzel Washington (“Man on Fire”) stars in this action movie set in yet another future depicting the end of the world. To salvage what’s left, Washington has to protect a sacred book. Mila Kunis (“That ’70s Show”) co-stars.

♥ “Nowhere Boy”

I don’t know why, but this feels like the most refreshing trailer out of the bunch. ”Nowhere Boy” is John Lennon (newcomer Aaron Johnson) of The Beatles. It chronicles the band’s beginnings and Lennon’s life. Kristin Scott Thomas (“Life as a House”) is part of the supporting cast.

♥ “The Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus”

Perhaps better known as Heath Ledger’s (“The Dark Knight”) last film, Dr. Parnassus (Christopher Plummer) strikes a deal with the devil, trading in his daughter at the age of 16. Parnassus tries to rectify his mistake by offering his daughter’s hand in marriage to whoever can help him. Jude Law (“Closer”), Colin Farrell (“Minority Report”) and Johnny Depp (“Blow”) all stepped in to finish Ledger’s role.

♥ “When in Rome”

In this romantic comedy, Kristen Bell (“Forgetting Sarah Marshall”) takes some coins out of a fountain only to have the men who threw them in fall for her. The lovesick puppies include Josh Duhamel (“Transformers”), Will Arnett (“Blades of Glory”), Jon Heder (“Napoleon Dynamite”) and Bell’s real-life beau, Dax Shepard (“Baby Mama”).

♥ “Dear John”

Another Nicholas Sparks’s book, another movie adaptation. By now, I should know better than to fall for Sparks’s sap, but the trailer was enchanting. Channing Tatum (“Stop Loss”) and Amanda Seyfried (“Nine Lives”) fall in love, but Tatum, a soldier, has to return to war. *Tear*

♥ “Pirate Radio” (aka “The Boat that Rocked”)

Richard Curtis, the man behind the darling “Love Actually,” brings a new movie to the big screen. The film already has more than 11,000 voters rating it 7.6 out of 10 stars. “Radio” is a comedy about DJs who air their show on the high seas. Oscar winner Philip Seymour Hoffman (“Doubt”) joins the ensemble cast.

♥ “The Messenger”

IMDb users give this movie 8.6 stars. “Messenger” centers on the soldiers, Woody Harrelson (“Zombieland”) and Ben Foster (“Alpha Dog”), who are tasked with notifying the loved ones of their fallen comrades. Things are complicated when Foster gets involved with a soldier’s widow. Acclaimed actresses, Samantha Morton (“Minority Report”) and Jena Malone (“Stepmom”), round out the cast.

♥ “Alice in Wonderland”

This Tim Burton film hasn’t been released yet, but it’s already won an award. “Alice” was proclaimed the Most Anticipated Fantasy Film at the 2009 Scream Awards. If that still doesn’t convince you to see it, Oscar nominees Anne Hathaway (“Rachel Getting Married”) and Depp are in the movie.

Stan Wilson- Damascus & Mammoth Tooth Folder

@Php. 119,000 SOLD

The Mammoth tooth material is about 15,000 to 20,000 years old and gets its unusual colors from the ground where it was buried.

This linerlock folder features a Damascus blade, Damascus bolster, and mammoth tooth scales. The blade, bolster, thumb stud, and backspacer are all Robert Eggerling Damascus. Hidden screw constuction. Notched thumbrest. File work on backspacer and on liners. 14k gold signature plate on interior. Smooth action with nice detent. Perfect blade seating and lockup. Beautiful materials. Outstanding work.Brand new from maker.

Blade Materials:        Robert Eggerling Damascus

Blade Size:                   2 ½”

Bolsters:                      Robert Eggerling Damascus

Case:                            Zippered Case

Closed:                        3 3/8”

Handle:                      Premium Fossil Mammoth tooth Scales

Liners:                        Fileworked Anodized Titanium

Overall:                        5 ¾”

Spacer:                        Robert Eggerling Damascus

Thumb studs:            Single Thumb w, Black Diamond Inset                       

Weight:                        3.0 oz.

Arno Bernard- “Cayenne” Mammoth Hunting Knife

@Php. 34,000 SOLD

Long drop point blade with a razor sharp edge. Stainless steel blade and guard. High quality fossil mammoth handle with great color. Full tapered tang for strength and balance. Custom leather sheath with belt loop. Great balance and feel.

BLADE SIZE:                            5 1/4″

TOTAL SIZE:                            9 1/2″

BLADE MATERIAL:               Stainless 440C Stainless Steel

HANDLE:                                  Premium Fossil Mammoth Ivory

GUARD:                                     Stainless Steel

SHEATH:                                   Custom leather sheath with belt loop

WEIGHT:                                   7.3 oz.