Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Eraser

There are three points about this film that I would like to address.

1. "That place is like a fortress."
I never realized how much of a movie staple that is until tonight. But what's interesting is why we find it interesting. Is breaking into places we shouldn't be allowed a fantasy that we enjoy vicariously through the cinema? Maybe it's the repressed anger we feel about sticking it to our former employers, because, isn't that always the case?

2. The Railgun
Obvious physics problems aside, I don't understand why Arnie didn't use the guns the way they were meant to. They have x-ray scopes (despite x-rays not working like that) and could shoot through almost anything at nearly the speed of light. Arnie downs to guys in a warehouse and, rather than staying inside the warehouse where normal bullets couldn't hit him and shooting all the bad guys with the assisted heart-seeking x-ray scope, he walks out and shoots everybody with two railguns. He would have killed just as many, if not more, people if he had been using normal machine guns; probably would have done less damage to cousin Tony's docks, too.

3. Train Operators
They are people! I think movies really tend to forget this. For those of you who haven't seen Eraser, SPOILER ALERT, the bad guys die in the end. Arnie locks them in their limo and it gets hit by a train. Wonderful. But does anyone think about the guy who operates the train? No. Nobody does. This poor fellow is just driving a train through town assuming that when the gates come down on the road the path will be clear. But today the path wasn't clear. Today there was a limo on it. The engineer blows the horn and puts on full brakes, but it's too late. The point of no return has been crossed. The train obliterates the limo and although there will always be thoughts of "that was awesome," surely the engineer must be hoping that no one is inside.

"They had to catch a train," Arnie quips before he vacates the scene.

The train finally grinds to a halt. The engineer has already reported the incident. A dozen emergency vehicles drive down the gravel lined railway, hundreds of metres from the initial collision. They manoeuvrer slowly around the wreckage keeping a close eye out for bodies.

The engineer is questioned; detained even. The bombardment of questions fail to penetrate the guilt-wrought conscience of the engineer; only causing noise and distortion, like rain in an ocean.

"I could have stopped sooner. They might have made it..."

The death of three men lies solely on the conscience of the train engineer. An honest life forever stained, a soul tortured.Four men's lives were lost on that day.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Bad Arguments

Give give it a little bit of thought.
Now, I'm no scientist, but I did complete high school. Isn't methane flammable? And for that matter, isn't butane? I mean, that's what makes it so good for lighting on fire.

See if you can follow this reaction.
CH4 (methane) + 2 O2 -> 2 H20 + CO2 + energy
Or, hell, this one:
2 C4H10 (butane) + 13 O2 -> 10 H2O + 8 CO2 + energy
We can even go crazy and say,
2 CH3OH (methanol) + 3 O2 -> 4 H2O + 2 CO2 + energy

It seems to me that we exhale CO2, so we breathe it in naturally from our atmosphere. And inhaling water vapour never really hurt anyone. Seems to me you put three incredibly clean burning fuels on your list. Bad argument.

After all, we're not afraid of inhaling the fumes from our lighter, sewer gas (you inhale methane when you're in the shitter, get over yourself), or from a candle! How dumb do you have to be to not understand that when you burn a candle, the stearic acid they claim is in it burns into the atmosphere you breathe!

It seems to me that cigarettes are most dangerous when eaten. I know these people aren't smokers, but ignition is a vital part of the smoking process.

And finally, if you think all those "chemicals" are bad for you, you're not quite getting it. Chemicals aren't bad. Everything is made of chemicals (acetic acid is vinegar. You put it on your fries). Some chemicals are in other weird shit, but if that puts you off smoking, check this out.

I'm not pro-smoking, or anti-smoking. Do what you want. If it's not affecting other people, whose business is it? And if you want to talk about the smell, let me know and I'll prepare a lecture on perfumes.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

The Commons

I began responding to a Facebook status regarding the uncommon nature of common sense, when I realized that I didn't know this girl well enough to delve into a full argument. So I have come here to blog about it.

Common sense is simply the more common form of any multitude of senses. For example, some common uncommon senses would be Spider-man's Spidey Sense, or M. Night Shyamalan's The Sixth Sense. As Deadpool, seen here, so neatly illustrates, the occurrence of common sense is a notable event.

Let us compare common sense to another "common" occurrence: the common cold. Though we do not spend a particularly large portion of our lives afflicted by the common cold, it is nonetheless common. If you are a non-believer of Spidey Senses and Sixth Senses, then I now ask you to name an uncommon cold.

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That's right, you can't. There's no such thing. So, common sense is much like the common cold, and strikes with somewhat rarity. The lack of sense in people is like their lack of viral infection.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

LBP

I'm still not on the bandwagon.

It's fun. It's entertaining. It's creative. It's multiplayer. Yeah, it's a great game.

But it's not "OMG-my-life-is-nothing-without-this-game;I-must-create-levels-and-have-them-be-judged-and-everyone-will-love-me-for-once!"

It's more of an "ah ha ha!" in a childish voice while you bouncily clap your hands together.

It's amusing, it's entertaining, it's bright and wonderful and uplifting.

But take a look at the Halo series.
  • Aliens. Check.
  • Guns. Check.
  • Vehicles. Check.
  • Multiplayer. Check.
  • Machinema. Check.
  • ....
Actually, I- um...

Blog over!
I gotta go!