Quiet nights in during the summer bring the same routine for my fiancee and I: make a tasty dinner and watch one of our hundreds of dvd’s rather than watch the endless re-runs or reality shows that fill up summer programming. It gets a tad amusing when we get into mid-autumn, because we sometimes forget…
Smile Like You Mean It
Confession: I’ve never found Seinfeld funny. Never. Not once. I’ve tried though. I’ve watched classic episode after classic episode, exposed myself to contests, puffy shirts, shrinkage, Frogger, and Mulva. I’ve never laughed out loud…ever, and it’s usually pretty easy to make me laugh. Now combine that “I-don’t-get-it” shoulder shrug with the fact that reruns of…
Hard to Handle
Confession: I’m finding it hard to concentrate on movies lately. I’m a Red Sox fan, so it feels like every spare moment is spent wondering if I might be witness to another World Series championship. Not only that, but game nights are automatic ‘don’t make plans’. So while there are easily half a dozen films…
Did You Ever Have to Make Up Your Mind
I’m in the mood for a movie tonight, just not entirely sure which one. At the moment, I find myself trying to decide between 30 DAYS OF NIGHT and RENDITION…..which is sort of like asking yourself “Do I want steak for dinner or a baloney sandwich?” Now, I’m not trying to say that one of…
Fix You
Y’know, I often consider myself somewhat tech savvy. The kinda guy who can troubleshoot or problem solve all sorts of electronic gizmos and gadgets. Sorta like someone who should be in Chuck’s Nerd Heard. However, anytime I find myself getting too cocky in my non-existent tech wizardry, something comes along to school my ass. Yesterday…
Bringing It All Back Home
Back when I was a photography student in college, I did a photographic essay contrasting the rise of the multiplex against the demise of the two screen movie house. I took those photos in November of 1998, and of the five spots I captured in Toronto I’m sad to say that none of them are…
King of Pain
A few days ago I was home sick from work. Often when I’m home on a sick day, I tend to grab a handful of DVD’s from my shelf and throw them on while I drift in and out of sleep. You’d think that I’d want stories to comfort me, make me smile, and ultimately…