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Hulk want Freddie Prinze Jr!!!
 Ultimates is being turned into a feature length animated movie. For those of you who don't read comics, you probably won't give a fuck (and those that do probably already know this). But I'm super-hyped about this. The comic is already kick-ass, bringing realism to the Avengers and sticking them smack-bang in our world, filled with incredibly dark humor (the Hulk goes on a rampage when Bruce Banner finds out Betty Ross is going out with Freddie Prinze Jr... genius) and explosive-frickin' action.
Enough of the fanboy-ness. Click the link and check out the clips.
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9.2.06 09:45
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Lick out Paul Walker's Wife!
I'm not fucking kidding.
For the on-line game for Paul Walker's new movie, Running Scared, if you key in a code in the mature content section you play a level where you have to lick out the characters wife to orgasm.
And I can't play it because I don't have an American drivers license, godammit.
But for all you yanks, here's how you can get your muff-dive on (taken from Ain't It Cool News): "So. You wanna eat out Paul Walker's Wife in this film? Here's how to do it. Go to RunningScaredTheMovie.Com Click on the game thing, choose mature content... enter that info so they know you're at least claiming to be an adult... then your cheat code to get to Paul Walker's wife is "yugorsky" - you've got to drive home first, but right after that, you get to go down on Paul Walker's wife... So guys... gals... do your tongue exercises and get to it!"
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9.2.06 09:55
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Knightley. Johansson.
Need I say more?
(Just realized quite a few of the recent posts are sexual in nature. I need head.)
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9.2.06 10:38
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I Dream of Jason
Y'all know Jason, right? Machete weilding, hockey mask wearing momma's boy? Can't die? Dreamt of the fucker.
And it freaked me out.
It's all vague, but I remember this much: I was driving from some village where Jason had just been 'defeated'. It was my task to take the head and bury it somewhere and I was heading into the city driving a 4X4. Halfway down the highway, that's when I realized it.
The head was moving.
I had the head in a bag and assumed all the bumps were causing it to move, but the highway was smooth, and the head was moving.
Worse, it started grunting.
I ended up in some city and ditched the car, running to some special headquarters of some kind, constantly looking over my shoulder. When I got there I had to sort out a meeting with some guys who were renting my video camera. The meeting went ok and I finally thought I could rest.
Till I heard Jason's footsteps on the roof.
There he was, a silhoutte through the sun roof of the building, staring at me with his machete in hand, head re-attached to the rest of his body.
And he wanted me dead.
I rushed back home and thought everything was fine. A moment later, the guys that rented my camera came over to return it (that was quick) but insisted I go outside to pick it up. Something was different about these guys this time but I went out regardless. After a while I realized the guy was stalling so I grabbed the camera off his hands, yelling at him as to what the fuck he thought he was doing and rushed back into the house to discover one of the other guys trying to rape my maid.
I chucked him out and stared out the window: these guys were possessed. Single-minded, they had only one thing in mind - my maid - and weren't going to stop. I knew they wouldn't be able to break into the house but that wasn't my only problem.
Jason was on the roof. And now he was screaming for my maid.
And Jason could break his way in.
That's when I woke up, around 4 in the morning, freaked to shit. Godammit, I don't even like the Friday the 13th movies! Haven't had a nightmare in a long time, and even when I did, it was an emotional nightmare. This was evil people trying to kill me and rape my maid, for fucks sake.
After a while, though, I did manage to fall asleep again. And this time I dreamt I was playing baseball.
Which was different.
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10.2.06 05:52
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Suits and clients have officially ruined my day thanks to their intensely mind-numbing stupidity.
Hope you all have a pleasant weekend. I'm gonna go burn stuff.
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10.2.06 09:52
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Upcoming Movies That Give Me Nipple Erections
Brick
Joseph Gordon Levitt. We likes the Levitt. And this trailer looks like this movie is gonna kick ass beyond compare. Think your regular noir film but everything's set in high school. Very the looking forward to this.
Nacho Libre
Jack Black. As a wrestler. With a 'Pedro' accent. From the director of Napolean Dynamite. And the writer of School of Rock. How can you not want to watch this movie?!
Date Movie
Ok. I know what you're thinking. "From 2 of the 6 writers of Scary Movie" is not a good sign. And I personally think Allyson Hannigan is cute as hell (and sexy. Did you see that FHM photo shoot?!) and aren't too keen in seeing her lampooning herself, prefering her to be in some, I dunno, normal movie I guess. But this trailer actually looks funny. Wrong, but funny. Could be a laugh. It's definitely better than the stupid Scary Movie 4 trailer (when will they let that donkey die...).
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11.2.06 06:49
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Fingers crossed
So tonight I'm going to meet this film & TV production company that e-mailed me after seeing the website to show them my showreel. I packed it with all the music videos I've done, my two short films and twenty minutes of 'Ciplak'. If she doesn't want to know what happens next in the movie after watching the first twenty minutes I guess it's not her cup of tea.
Don't know what will come out of it but it's worth a shot. My friends have all been telling me to get rid of this whole "I don't like to network 'cos it seems so fake" routine. It's the nature of the business, they tell me. Get out there and brown nose. Fingers crossed.
Then, on Thursday, I gotta meet another person about the possibility of screening the movie at a rather high profile venue. Fingers crossed on that one too.
I also tried to call the media people in charge of advertising rates for KLue and asked about getting one of those mini-ads in the listing's page. Not as cheap as I thought it was. And I can only make the April issue.
Poo.
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13.2.06 05:12
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Back in the office
Was supposed to go see the production company. Instead work sucked me back in. They'd better let me go on Wednesday, or I'm throwing a hissy fit.
I'm good at hissy fits. I hiss.
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13.2.06 15:16
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March or April?
I'm thinking of possibly pushing back the public release to April, making it possible for ads and articles to come out in magazines to publicise it. My reasoning being most of the key demographic who'd enjoy this movie (18-25, western educated) read magazines more than they do newspapers.
Then again, I want this movie to come out as fast as possible.
Shit, that reminds me. I didn't send the Singapore International Film Festival the final cut of the movie. Then again, they probably watched the rough cut and thought it was crap.
Ah, well. That's what you get for rushing.
Which makes the April option seem a lot more rational...
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14.2.06 08:32
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Brain Dead
That's what I am these days. Brain dead. Copy that would take me half an hour to write just a couple motnhs ago now takes me hours. I stare at the computer and my mind is as blank as the newly opened Microsoft Word document.
I stare. I click on the visual. I zoom in. Zoom out. Think. Pull my hair a bit. Spin around my chair. Stare at the visual. Stare at the word document again. Slap myself to try and shake things up in my cranium.
And nothing.
I think my body's trying to tell me I should've taken the 2 months notice option, but I wanted to play things safe and have at least one more cheque waiting for me before the wonderful world of going at it alone came round.
But I don't think I have enough in me to continue in this job for another month and a half. Aaargh. Shiite.
Thank God for MSN chat.
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15.2.06 05:02
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