Showing posts with label tiny armed monsters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tiny armed monsters. Show all posts

Thursday, June 21, 2007

Blockbuster Hit of Next Summer!


It's the summer movie season!


The Adolescents who ultimately control our culture have gotten out of school and are eager abuse their money spending powers. Oh, what will they pay to go see?


Evan Almighty is hoping for just a few a hell of a lot of those dollars, breaking the new ground of being the most expensive comedy ever.


Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying they should have spent that money on something crazy like universal health insurance (Steve Carell is the bestest). I'm just a little suprised at this casual, shallow, comedy god-iness in this era of religious extremism, terrorism, war, and painful politicking.


That Jesus movie did pretty well for itself, but that shit was serious b. serious.


Then I saw this picture:



on boingboing.net and sparks went off in my brain.


God + comedy = risky bidness


God + violence = $$$$


God + violence + monsters = box office GOLD.


So I propose to you, movie makers, the blockbuster hit of next summer,


Jurassic Ark!




Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Everybody Poops.


If we were in a prehistoric forest, being chased by a Tyrannosaurus,


it would make sense to keep still and quiet. We all saw Jurassic Park and learned that their vision is based on movement, and they probably have ears.


I could be less than 9 months old and then I wouldn't be capable of realizing that you're still there.
Or maybe if we were in a wax museum, you could stand really really still and quiet and someone might think you were one of the dummies.



But we're not. We're in the bathroom.

I know you're there, even if you don't move or make a sound until I wash my hands and leave.

Everybody poops.

Get over it.