<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749</id><updated>2012-02-01T08:33:18.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mysterious Mind of BlackGargie</title><subtitle type='html'>An in-depth journey into the mind of the Black Gargie...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>407</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-4952869928822467629</id><published>2012-01-31T07:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T00:20:37.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQEWuJGULW0/TBRIlYaynZI/AAAAAAAABco/tBrrn2j-B4c/s1600/anime10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQEWuJGULW0/TBRIlYaynZI/AAAAAAAABco/tBrrn2j-B4c/s1600/anime10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm...quite in shock right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm...well...I sorta did a test this morning...and umm...well...it came out...positive...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, though my chat friends were more shocked than I am. When I broke the news, one just went "asdfghjklasdfghjkl", one cried happy tears, while others were pretty much genuinely happy and ecstatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I realized I was late, and my nipples had been quite tender lately, but testing it never really crossed my mind, thinking it may be my hormones again and I'd like to see if it would come the next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then  this morning they woke me up with the call, telling me with a thick Chinese accent saying, "Aiya, girls  nowadays like to drink cold, make their uterus weak, your dad is worried,  so we're sending u the herbs, blablabla..." My dad prolly didn't think that this was a good conversation between a father and a daughter, so he had his gf called on his behalf, saying that they wanna send me some chinese herbal meds for me to drink to help strengthen my uterus and stuff coz my dad was worried about why I'm not pregnant yet after being married for a year (good god, what does he want? Me to be pregnant the very next day of marriage?), maybe my uterus not strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sorta end the call with "Good God~ You guys are impossible~" then I was reminded about my late period and my nipples being erect and tender lately, so I test for kicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't too hopeful at first. I was thinking like, "Ah, it's gonna come out negative again, it's gonna be  another one of those hormones problem again, it would work coz I have gotten negatives before, but when 2 lines came out instead of  1, I was like "O_O Shit~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the bad "Oh shit, I'm pregnant, nuuuuuuuuuuu~~~~~~~!!!!!!" But more like "Woah, shit...I'm pregnant...? Wow..." It was quite unexpected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my hubby on the phone to tell him the news, and, well, at least he didn't faint, but he is quite happy. He was gonna take me to see the docs later aftr his work, just to be sure. Of course i'm happy, but mostly shocked. I'm not sure wat to react, actually. But I wanted to be sure, so I'm gonna wait for my hubby to take me to the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could drive myself, but I don't have a car (well, technically I do, but the car's road tax and insurance was not done), and I wanted my hubby with me to share the good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went to the docs and told her my predicament, I was again asked to do the urine pregnancy test which I've already done in the day time, which I questioned whether it would be really accurate or not since I came here to get a 2nd, more thorough opinion. When she tested it and it came out positive (to my relief, since I thought that the morning one was a fluke) again, I was totally psyched (sorta) and my hubby had a sorta dazed look on his face, prolly thinking about what new responsibilities and things he needs to get for little Jr. He looks so cute being so listless like that somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doc told us that she can't test any more detailed than this unless she can really see an actual growth, so she issued me some supplements of Vitamin B, Vitamin C and folic acid for the baby and told us to come back in 2 weeks time so that she can give me an ultrasound to see if there was an official embryo growth in my womb. So on 14th Feb (our appointment on Valentine's Day, no doubt), I have to go back to the clinic to get the Fully Monty, so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told my dad the good news after the doctor's visit, he sounds like he's not gonna be sleeping tonight due to excitement. I'm imagining my dad right now wide awake with his eyes O_O like this and a  stupid grin on his face and can't sleep all night, thinking "Imma grandpa, Imma grandpa, Imma grandpa" LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was like "OMG, for real? How are you sure? Who's the doc? Is it a lady doc? How old is she? Is she qualified? Which  hospital did you go? A clinic? Why a clinic? How can she read your  ultrasound, you're not even showing! Are you sure she's good? bla bla bla" and I got so frustrated that I went "DAD! Calm your tits! I'm pregnant and I'm fine and I'm getting that ultrasound in 2 weeks! That's final!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He definitely is excited alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told his gf, she's happy for me, and I told my godmother and she seemed to guess it bulls eye before I could tell her. My buddies were happy for me (I told them beforehand when I did the self-test coz I was so shocked that I had to tell someone other than my hubby to pacify myself), saying that I'll have a dragon baby (this is year of dragon). My in-laws latched onto me and straightaway tells me the do-s n dont-s of pregnancy and we also told them to hold their tits till the ultrasound appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both my dad and my in-laws tell me I must avoid cold drinks and tea at all costs, but I don't really get the science behind it. They claim that cold drinks would freeze and weaken my uterus muscles, but the thing is my gut is warm enough with my body temperature to warm the drink once it hits, and besides the drink is in my gut, it's not spreading to my other parts of the body and still freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't see the science behind it. Call me too down-to-earth, but all mothercare books had not one evidence or advice saying that I should avoid cold drinks. And what if my craving demands for it? They can't stop me! If they start yelling at me for drinking cold stuff, I'll prolly go on  mood swing mode n say "STFU! It's my craving! You can't stop me!! DX"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I'll just have to take it with a grain of salt. I guess I'll just cut dwn on it, but wont stop entirely. Maybe just a few sips once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping my fingers crossed now for my upcoming ultrasound. Suddenly feels so long, and I wish it would hurry so that I can get it over with&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-4952869928822467629?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/4952869928822467629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=4952869928822467629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/4952869928822467629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/4952869928822467629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official...!'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MQEWuJGULW0/TBRIlYaynZI/AAAAAAAABco/tBrrn2j-B4c/s72-c/anime10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-7393279765211823124</id><published>2012-01-25T07:52:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T08:25:32.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Passed! I Passed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.desktopnexus.com/thumbnails/800333-bigthumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 338px;" src="http://static.desktopnexus.com/thumbnails/800333-bigthumbnail.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally~! I have finally got my driving license~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hours upon hours of learning, I finally got the right to drive a car~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite the journey trying to learn how to drive a car. Technically I was supposed to start learning how to drive when I reached 18, but I was in a situation where I either don't have the time or don't have the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after getting tired of getting weird looks from others who drove much earlier than I did and the disappointed judging faces I get from interviewers when in regards to whether I could drive that would really be an advantage for my work credentials, I finally took the leap to learn how to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a myth amongst the genders that women tend to pass the law easier than the actual driving exam while the men vice versa. That did not apply to me. I failed the law exam the first time after taking the usual 10-hour class, and had to retake the test before I can learn the actual driving. I'm pretty much a disgrace to my gender, but then again, I'm not like other girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally started learning to drive, the teacher was not exactly cracked up as I had hoped for. It was an old lady freelancing as a teacher after a sorta retirement age crisis. She smelled and sounded like my hubby's nanny, and she prefers to pay attention to her phone and book more than her teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't really pay attention to where I go, she doesn't really give me directions as to where I'm supposed to go, and she never really gives a hoot about me learning the hill or the parking except asking me to just go round and round and round the compound with no head or tail and no direction, only taking me out twice on the road, and all the while she keeps criticizing me and brings me down, telling me that I would never make it for the exam at this rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After long months of her giving me flack, I couldn't take it anymore. After Christmas, I called the school and begged them to give me a new teacher, preferably a man who knows about cars and knows what he's doing. So they gave me a male teacher, and I gotta tell you, he was WAY better than my old teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, he actually explain things to me, telling me where and when to signal, how many rounds am I supposed to go around the roundabout, doing proper turns without hitting the curb, how to go on the hill and how to pay attention to the gear to get over the hill, how to park the car by judging the markers and the like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, he does it systematically, telling me to follow the routes the exam would've done: the ABC route as he calls it. First the traffic light, turn to the hill, scale the hill, doing turns in curbs, going the S route, turn to the parking lot to do the parking, going round the roundabout and try to maneuver to do U-turns on both sides. Then finally go out into the road and go down the open road routes that are decided by the examinor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was very patient and teaches me carefully, step by step, and didn't mind me adding the hours to learn, he jokes and engage in small talk, and was systematic and consistent while being funny and sporting at the same time. He's half-Chinese from the mother's side, so he was actually quite in tune with me as a Chinese. He was slightly stricter when the exam date was near and we were doing a 2-hour revision, but all in all he was by far the best between those two teachers I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the exam, I was in pin and needles and quite nervous as hell actually. I was more worried about the examinor I was going to get rather my actual skill itself, really. I was worried that I might get an uptight, silent and strict examinor who would go on a mark-slashing frenzy. But luckily I got a jolly-looking guy for an examinor. Maybe I should've dressed much better and sexier to give me leverage for my exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, he was a very talkative guy, and very sporting. He engaged with small talk almost immediately and was very friendly, making me totally forget that it was an exam. I soon just went on almost naturally, doing what I was hard-wired and programmed to do almost every class. Like as if my brain was in auto-mode and programmed into habit and everything was already hard-wired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the examinor asked me which route my teacher usually takes me, I wasn't sure what to say coz it's mostly random, but my head was begging him not to give me the hardest outdoor route, and thankfully he didn't. And I was lucky too because there was a school car in front of me, so I just followed it around and did what it did. You can say it's cheating a little, but I needed all the luck I can get. I hit a few snags here and there, which were the once or twice engine-kill, but so far, that was the only marks I've lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I passed and was eligible for an official driving license, and coincidentally, I was asked to collect it on the weekend, which coincidentally was my birthday. So yay!! Best birthday present ever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out, open road! Here comes BlackGargie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-7393279765211823124?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/7393279765211823124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=7393279765211823124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/7393279765211823124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/7393279765211823124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-passed-i-passed.html' title='I Passed! I Passed!'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-8814733378233511808</id><published>2012-01-25T07:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T05:48:52.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Steve Jobs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.yalibnan.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/steve-jobs1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 376px;" src="http://www.yalibnan.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/steve-jobs1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know I'm a little late in the tribute, and this is going to be a short tribute anyways, so anyhow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really know or learn a lot about Steve Jobs, only that he's like the father of Apple or something from his eulogy documentary I watched and if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have an iPod or an iPad2 for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he died, I didn't really feel too bad or anything. But I tend to wonder who would be his successor or whether either of them are able to do as good a job as he did. I gotta admit, from the eulogy documentary I watched, he's actually pretty talented, revolutionizing and refining a lot of things tech that others had done the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And him being part of Disney to create some of the best 3D animations were pretty cool. If it weren't for him, Toy Story wouldn't have existed as well as the subsequent trilogy, or Ratatouille, or The Incredibles (though it's still not my cup of tea) and the like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby went all the way to buy a sort of biography of him and had finished the book within a week. And there was something interesting that I found out about Steve Jobs concerning the sickness that caused his death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the cancer was discovered early and it was benign, so a bit of surgery to extract it and it would've been fine. But instead of seeking immediate treatment, Steve Jobs did what all workaholics do: ignore and deny its existence and refusing to believe he was sick. And by that time, he slowly soon got worse and worse until he finally had to accept the reality that he WAS sick. Sometimes refusing to acknowledge something doesn't mean it'll go away, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offense, but for such a smart genius...he's not really too bright, is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least he left behind a long legacy. So RIP, Steve Jobs. May you rest in peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-8814733378233511808?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/8814733378233511808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=8814733378233511808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/8814733378233511808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/8814733378233511808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2012/01/rip-steve-jobs.html' title='RIP Steve Jobs'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-5845110724596740894</id><published>2012-01-15T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T01:08:14.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Consumer Fair Returns Again</title><content type='html'>Finally posting something for the new year, and of course, the first thing I'd post is the Consumer Fair that has returned last few weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the usual same old, same old, with our dinner settled in the fair from eating freebies on the try-out stands, another few more other business who tries to cash in for the fair (in which I was attacked by a zealous salesman who tries to sell me beauty cream), and this time having a children-themed for the fair. But the best part of the fair was surprisingly a cool reptile show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't resist. I had to go check it out. Here are some trigger-happy shots I've taken while in there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZK_pvgGOyk/TxMh2kiCiWI/AAAAAAAAQ04/K_fhcuQx7wY/s1600/DSC06422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZK_pvgGOyk/TxMh2kiCiWI/AAAAAAAAQ04/K_fhcuQx7wY/s320/DSC06422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697935174956910946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The display of the entire show, with a projector showing Animal Planet-esque show of snakes and handlers and snake documentaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XUXai-Yb52Y/TxMl_dQVdoI/AAAAAAAAQ10/1Ba8Xg3dVd8/s1600/DSC06417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XUXai-Yb52Y/TxMl_dQVdoI/AAAAAAAAQ10/1Ba8Xg3dVd8/s320/DSC06417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697939725668939394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vHXbth0M7Ds/TxMl-a9Cz9I/AAAAAAAAQ1s/8rR5klHG43A/s1600/DSC06418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vHXbth0M7Ds/TxMl-a9Cz9I/AAAAAAAAQ1s/8rR5klHG43A/s320/DSC06418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697939707871285202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tjoKPmt7Uj8/TxMl-OHXjgI/AAAAAAAAQ1Y/SbNcmCHKW1I/s1600/DSC06419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tjoKPmt7Uj8/TxMl-OHXjgI/AAAAAAAAQ1Y/SbNcmCHKW1I/s320/DSC06419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697939704424926722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K9YFNnsgFnE/TxMl-PIHbKI/AAAAAAAAQ1Q/4LQTA4uorl0/s1600/DSC06420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K9YFNnsgFnE/TxMl-PIHbKI/AAAAAAAAQ1Q/4LQTA4uorl0/s320/DSC06420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697939704696499362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bl1a74hfhEs/TxMl_lHB_4I/AAAAAAAAQ2E/UMOCSkUNAV4/s1600/DSC06416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bl1a74hfhEs/TxMl_lHB_4I/AAAAAAAAQ2E/UMOCSkUNAV4/s320/DSC06416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697939727777398658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daredevils taking the shots to hold onto huge-ass pythons and boa constrictors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tDNoZFYJVCY/TxMh2SmCbZI/AAAAAAAAQ0o/30h0IUl9JeE/s1600/DSC06423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tDNoZFYJVCY/TxMh2SmCbZI/AAAAAAAAQ0o/30h0IUl9JeE/s320/DSC06423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697935170141842834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DUcOgD0GgJU/TxMh1ppyblI/AAAAAAAAQ0g/ghzv5ZMKC_U/s1600/DSC06424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DUcOgD0GgJU/TxMh1ppyblI/AAAAAAAAQ0g/ghzv5ZMKC_U/s320/DSC06424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697935159151717970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pTehJnDsyvk/TxMh1Zo-CMI/AAAAAAAAQ0Q/Jlgu5P3J-VQ/s1600/DSC06425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pTehJnDsyvk/TxMh1Zo-CMI/AAAAAAAAQ0Q/Jlgu5P3J-VQ/s320/DSC06425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697935154853316802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4s4ur1bw1Pk/TxMh3U26stI/AAAAAAAAQ1A/KnOCXsEApPo/s1600/DSC06421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4s4ur1bw1Pk/TxMh3U26stI/AAAAAAAAQ1A/KnOCXsEApPo/s320/DSC06421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697935187929379538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Other snakes taking their naps in their cases, but mostly non-poisonous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-buZg5DvoIqc/TxMfGjUxN8I/AAAAAAAAQz0/8Y8csp0mv0g/s1600/DSC06427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-buZg5DvoIqc/TxMfGjUxN8I/AAAAAAAAQz0/8Y8csp0mv0g/s320/DSC06427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697932150975838146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I say reptiles, that includes these creepy crawlers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LGjvv6Xm9u4/TxMfG-13ajI/AAAAAAAAQ0E/KA3M6aVMsuA/s1600/DSC06426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LGjvv6Xm9u4/TxMfG-13ajI/AAAAAAAAQ0E/KA3M6aVMsuA/s320/DSC06426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697932158362413618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A handler showing me how to handle the snake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kDj6f2t7z6M/TxMfGDTl8hI/AAAAAAAAQzs/fkdoDwYbwRQ/s1600/DSC06428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kDj6f2t7z6M/TxMfGDTl8hI/AAAAAAAAQzs/fkdoDwYbwRQ/s320/DSC06428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697932142380970514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qAX6gCKemwA/TxMfF_MYjiI/AAAAAAAAQzc/32lbrXPOPXk/s1600/DSC06429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qAX6gCKemwA/TxMfF_MYjiI/AAAAAAAAQzc/32lbrXPOPXk/s320/DSC06429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697932141276991010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I took over with ease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-444rtcQVc9w/TxMfFpSwPEI/AAAAAAAAQzU/MCBTu0mhX1Q/s1600/DSC06430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-444rtcQVc9w/TxMfFpSwPEI/AAAAAAAAQzU/MCBTu0mhX1Q/s320/DSC06430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697932135398128706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fLhBQFdfIrE/TxMeZlZzqfI/AAAAAAAAQzI/EWEs_4qFYI8/s1600/DSC06431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fLhBQFdfIrE/TxMeZlZzqfI/AAAAAAAAQzI/EWEs_4qFYI8/s320/DSC06431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697931378439727602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More lizards a-chillin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qC34U7oGC1o/TxMdmWpGBrI/AAAAAAAAQxo/T5nfMnXTaxg/s1600/DSC06440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qC34U7oGC1o/TxMdmWpGBrI/AAAAAAAAQxo/T5nfMnXTaxg/s320/DSC06440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697930498303985330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x4zx40Hp5Ag/TxMeK0AWv3I/AAAAAAAAQyc/j_zIDJyCLzY/s1600/DSC06436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x4zx40Hp5Ag/TxMeK0AWv3I/AAAAAAAAQyc/j_zIDJyCLzY/s320/DSC06436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697931124661469042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eJCD1kLtW1g/TxMeKy9ef_I/AAAAAAAAQyM/fzb2eq95ZvE/s1600/DSC06437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eJCD1kLtW1g/TxMeKy9ef_I/AAAAAAAAQyM/fzb2eq95ZvE/s320/DSC06437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697931124380958706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XRYLwefswQ8/TxMeMqN9ktI/AAAAAAAAQy8/ChDKkBU1h9k/s1600/DSC06432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XRYLwefswQ8/TxMeMqN9ktI/AAAAAAAAQy8/ChDKkBU1h9k/s320/DSC06432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697931156393923282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A number more other reptiles in display, and from the colour, I'd assume that it's the poisonous kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jb5bWHOS3Yo/TxMeL8jNyvI/AAAAAAAAQy0/hYWzkNAVZ6Q/s1600/DSC06433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jb5bWHOS3Yo/TxMeL8jNyvI/AAAAAAAAQy0/hYWzkNAVZ6Q/s320/DSC06433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697931144135035634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bs-VXERzyRc/TxMeLt-jGiI/AAAAAAAAQyk/X5ipXxbfYwk/s1600/DSC06435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bs-VXERzyRc/TxMeLt-jGiI/AAAAAAAAQyk/X5ipXxbfYwk/s320/DSC06435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697931140223146530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently, they included bugs in the mix, and of all bugs, tarantulas were in the list. And I was like "Holy shit!" when the handler took it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OeF4HdwZFqc/TxMdnJzHOhI/AAAAAAAAQx0/dbNc5wGi5LQ/s1600/DSC06439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OeF4HdwZFqc/TxMdnJzHOhI/AAAAAAAAQx0/dbNc5wGi5LQ/s320/DSC06439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697930512036215314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g3MC0Fjwvww/TxMdnS__PzI/AAAAAAAAQyA/PCzhw-St8LU/s1600/DSC06438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g3MC0Fjwvww/TxMdnS__PzI/AAAAAAAAQyA/PCzhw-St8LU/s320/DSC06438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697930514506137394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I decided to be daring and tried my luck in holding the tarantula, and while slow movements assured the spider not to get startled and bite me, I was still apprehensive, and the handlers saying "I dunno, maybe" when I asked if it'll bite wasn't very reassuring. Once the bug was off, I was all goose-pimply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eLKaWGd2xXg/TxMdlxOHNHI/AAAAAAAAQxc/MxBp25J3d3U/s1600/DSC06441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eLKaWGd2xXg/TxMdlxOHNHI/AAAAAAAAQxc/MxBp25J3d3U/s320/DSC06441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697930488258704498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GBmdt_PUoJs/TxMdlvzWh5I/AAAAAAAAQxQ/1G8X7wfyOZo/s1600/DSC06442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GBmdt_PUoJs/TxMdlvzWh5I/AAAAAAAAQxQ/1G8X7wfyOZo/s320/DSC06442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697930487878027154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got an 'angry bird' coming! Well, so says the handler. He's just so cute. I couldn't resist hold him X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0SSeszh9VUk/TxMc1WKNgmI/AAAAAAAAQxA/zWIMf_XrTXw/s1600/DSC06443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0SSeszh9VUk/TxMc1WKNgmI/AAAAAAAAQxA/zWIMf_XrTXw/s320/DSC06443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697929656360862306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o0s4smsxSb0/TxMc0jgBF4I/AAAAAAAAQw4/k9Bd3lAL00I/s1600/DSC06445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o0s4smsxSb0/TxMc0jgBF4I/AAAAAAAAQw4/k9Bd3lAL00I/s320/DSC06445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697929642762114946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iv6hGuhVJkM/TxMc0M8QnaI/AAAAAAAAQwo/NT9ZIwJD2lc/s1600/DSC06446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iv6hGuhVJkM/TxMc0M8QnaI/AAAAAAAAQwo/NT9ZIwJD2lc/s320/DSC06446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697929636706557346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ldYnvYqOtC0/TxMczry14EI/AAAAAAAAQwc/3gCVBOfXMsc/s1600/DSC06447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ldYnvYqOtC0/TxMczry14EI/AAAAAAAAQwc/3gCVBOfXMsc/s320/DSC06447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697929627808686146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More lizard-loving lurv~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-psAf0xpcYM0/TxMczUcAtjI/AAAAAAAAQwQ/DeE7PYd3WfE/s1600/DSC06448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-psAf0xpcYM0/TxMczUcAtjI/AAAAAAAAQwQ/DeE7PYd3WfE/s320/DSC06448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697929621538911794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WPTu7Lmqnrg/TxMay66hfCI/AAAAAAAAQv4/9g_A6pYm4wQ/s1600/DSC06450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WPTu7Lmqnrg/TxMay66hfCI/AAAAAAAAQv4/9g_A6pYm4wQ/s320/DSC06450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697927415664311330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zd0F8TfHess/TxMaylJ5UpI/AAAAAAAAQvs/QNuicLmPWIM/s1600/DSC06451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zd0F8TfHess/TxMaylJ5UpI/AAAAAAAAQvs/QNuicLmPWIM/s320/DSC06451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697927409823208082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-myKFeSD7Hpw/TxMayAw09VI/AAAAAAAAQvg/QvP_yg94pMs/s1600/DSC06452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-myKFeSD7Hpw/TxMayAw09VI/AAAAAAAAQvg/QvP_yg94pMs/s320/DSC06452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697927400054388050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OQ8n4t-KgXI/TxMax5sxXLI/AAAAAAAAQvU/EeC_tEo7E3w/s1600/DSC06453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OQ8n4t-KgXI/TxMax5sxXLI/AAAAAAAAQvU/EeC_tEo7E3w/s320/DSC06453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697927398158326962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JOJwDWDpwps/TxMazQniCyI/AAAAAAAAQwE/eaLfhQNCZTM/s1600/DSC06449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JOJwDWDpwps/TxMazQniCyI/AAAAAAAAQwE/eaLfhQNCZTM/s320/DSC06449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697927421490236194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More snakey shots, who seem to be pretty photogenic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IUgVc00Vkqk/TxMaLksGn7I/AAAAAAAAQvI/sJ7MY-KG_eQ/s1600/DSC06454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IUgVc00Vkqk/TxMaLksGn7I/AAAAAAAAQvI/sJ7MY-KG_eQ/s320/DSC06454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697926739683352498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--2DfAGmORSU/TxMaLomyLlI/AAAAAAAAQu8/eK_-bXJWEVw/s1600/DSC06455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--2DfAGmORSU/TxMaLomyLlI/AAAAAAAAQu8/eK_-bXJWEVw/s320/DSC06455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697926740734783058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lTKN6jdewo8/TxMaK-hGPwI/AAAAAAAAQu0/mclsEDTZQ8E/s1600/DSC06456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lTKN6jdewo8/TxMaK-hGPwI/AAAAAAAAQu0/mclsEDTZQ8E/s320/DSC06456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697926729436643074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another snakey lurv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qyx7UMiFUm0/TxMaKU4dm8I/AAAAAAAAQuk/WH4pjaMGZgI/s1600/DSC06457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qyx7UMiFUm0/TxMaKU4dm8I/AAAAAAAAQuk/WH4pjaMGZgI/s320/DSC06457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697926718260353986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87DR87dkvL8/TxMaKKCH0wI/AAAAAAAAQuY/A3aS25t8lYg/s1600/DSC06458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87DR87dkvL8/TxMaKKCH0wI/AAAAAAAAQuY/A3aS25t8lYg/s320/DSC06458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697926715348079362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-deg39ysgV3w/TxMXd7eg5kI/AAAAAAAAQqs/mWyXtLDnvqI/s1600/DSC06460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-deg39ysgV3w/TxMXd7eg5kI/AAAAAAAAQqs/mWyXtLDnvqI/s320/DSC06460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697923756503131714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f9ClHUSuVqs/TxMXeFCCIiI/AAAAAAAAQq8/sj9V2o8KVxc/s1600/DSC06459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f9ClHUSuVqs/TxMXeFCCIiI/AAAAAAAAQq8/sj9V2o8KVxc/s320/DSC06459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697923759068029474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moar snakey shots of the huge-ass ginormous kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-72LGH8JQjtA/TxMXdU6Yb8I/AAAAAAAAQqk/4c2BuxmGRV8/s1600/DSC06461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-72LGH8JQjtA/TxMXdU6Yb8I/AAAAAAAAQqk/4c2BuxmGRV8/s320/DSC06461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697923746151034818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WizHOWSayJI/TxMXc--Wa7I/AAAAAAAAQqY/eXrS3b-yPc0/s1600/DSC06462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WizHOWSayJI/TxMXc--Wa7I/AAAAAAAAQqY/eXrS3b-yPc0/s320/DSC06462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697923740262099890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EvXFnpb9dNs/TxMXctPMESI/AAAAAAAAQqM/9e24AJyGnb4/s1600/DSC06463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EvXFnpb9dNs/TxMXctPMESI/AAAAAAAAQqM/9e24AJyGnb4/s320/DSC06463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697923735500886306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another shot for the road, and that snake is HUUUUUUUUUUUGE~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it. Hopefully they come back again for the next consumer fair, coz it was a pretty cool experience. Too bad my buddy and his cousin who came along for the fair decide to forgo this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-5845110724596740894?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/5845110724596740894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=5845110724596740894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5845110724596740894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5845110724596740894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2012/01/consumer-fair-returns-again.html' title='Consumer Fair Returns Again'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZK_pvgGOyk/TxMh2kiCiWI/AAAAAAAAQ04/K_fhcuQx7wY/s72-c/DSC06422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-4347299385943279687</id><published>2011-12-31T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T08:35:34.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and A Happy New Year~!!!</title><content type='html'>Wasn't really sure what to say about this festive season, other than I got some nice kick-ass Christmas presents, which include a pair of table lamps which I have been dying to get since the last one broke, as well as a full collection of Scott Pilgrim vs The World graphic novels from my sweet, sweet hubby ^_^ I love him so much for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually back home, in the old days before I married into the family, I would be celebrating with only noodles, eggs, cake and milk. Well, that was how I celebrated that one fateful new year anyways when I was home alone with only the TV to countdown with me because my mom decided to go celebrate her own new year with friends without bringing me, since it's for adults. Yeah, made my own bowl of noodles with hard-boiled eggs, a small shortcake as a substitute for a cake and a tall mug of milk, sitting in front of the TV, waiting for countdown, and cheers to the TV as I ate alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I shall use this picture to illustrate how I feel about the Christmas season and the upcoming New Year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://animedesho.animeblogger.net/wp-content/uploads/2006/12/addmerryxmas2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 342px;" src="http://animedesho.animeblogger.net/wp-content/uploads/2006/12/addmerryxmas2006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cLzpfd034-w/TR1RPsmCSSI/AAAAAAAABx8/wYo5uDL7E9Q/s1600/0078-anime_xmas_-_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 370px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cLzpfd034-w/TR1RPsmCSSI/AAAAAAAABx8/wYo5uDL7E9Q/s1600/0078-anime_xmas_-_0009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://members.iinet.net.au/%7Etoh/Aik/anime/xmas07/xmas%20%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 359px;" src="http://members.iinet.net.au/%7Etoh/Aik/anime/xmas07/xmas%20%281%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://animeonchambers.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/anime-party1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 360px;" src="http://animeonchambers.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/anime-party1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://m.bestofmedia.com/sfp/images/downloads/560x560/Q/P/global/45025/0440846001325157493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 300px;" src="http://m.bestofmedia.com/sfp/images/downloads/560x560/Q/P/global/45025/0440846001325157493.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.ubercomments.com/7/332664ec659a63b518.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 405px; height: 512px;" src="http://images.ubercomments.com/7/332664ec659a63b518.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to one and all~!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-4347299385943279687?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/4347299385943279687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=4347299385943279687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/4347299385943279687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/4347299385943279687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year.html' title='Merry Christmas and A Happy New Year~!!!'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cLzpfd034-w/TR1RPsmCSSI/AAAAAAAABx8/wYo5uDL7E9Q/s72-c/0078-anime_xmas_-_0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-5981066914005912886</id><published>2011-12-29T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T08:56:38.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate Dream</title><content type='html'>I have a lot of dreams. No, not one of those unattainable dreams that you'll prolly only get it in your sleep or fantasy life or something. I'm talking about possible ones, that you can actually attain in real life, or maybe just plausible enough to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got definitely a long list of dreams I'd like attained, like say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to the setting of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to 22, Baker Street where there is an exact replica museum built to mirror Sherlock Holmes' home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meet Alan Rickman, who lives somewhere in London (someone posted his interview and his address in Tumblr, Imma gonna need to check it out)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meet the main casts of Harry Potter universe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meet J.K. Rowling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to Universal Studios, which there is in Singapore and London (I think)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to New Zealand and set where LOTR magic happened&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to the hometown of the Sidek Bros in Banting, Selangor where they spent their childhood&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meet the real-life Sidek Bros, etc, etc...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But prolly my ultimate dream, and still is till this day, is going to Japan. And do you wanna know what I wanna do in Japan? No, not going to Akihabara, even though I'd love to check out the otaku scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing I'd do will be to go to Shueisha Publishing, where they published my number one fav manga of all time: Jigoku Sensei Nube. I will go to whoever is in charge to ask for the contact details and address of Takeshi Okano and/or Shou Makura, the master behind JSN even if it kills me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then once I'm able to discover their 'hideout', I would meet them and tell them how much I appreciate their art and how they inspire me to be a better manga-ka, and how their creation of Katsuya Kimura had changed me and saved my life, because without knowing Katsuya, I would not have known love, and would not have anyone to turn to to keep my sanity from constant abuse in check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then if possible, I would like them to draw a one-shot manga that features me as an OC and becoming Katsuya's love interest. I know, it's a really tall order, but I would do anything, I would pay them anything, if they could just fulfill me this dream. If they can't publish a one-shot for me, at least have me as a random OC who pursues after Katsuya in their current sequel of JSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all else fails, at least draw me fanservice art with their autograph on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my ultimate dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YUYjxbjivUM/TvyScd4kfII/AAAAAAAAQdQ/qv_Kvtelh5s/s1600/katsuya-z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YUYjxbjivUM/TvyScd4kfII/AAAAAAAAQdQ/qv_Kvtelh5s/s320/katsuya-z.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691585046845357186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahh~ Katsuya~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-5981066914005912886?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/5981066914005912886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=5981066914005912886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5981066914005912886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5981066914005912886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/12/ultimate-dream.html' title='Ultimate Dream'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YUYjxbjivUM/TvyScd4kfII/AAAAAAAAQdQ/qv_Kvtelh5s/s72-c/katsuya-z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-5029387476422730435</id><published>2011-12-29T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T08:11:06.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyance</title><content type='html'>Got a bit of an annoyance last night during dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been more than 2 months since I was unemployed and all, but I'm pretty much at ease at the moment, since I'm still trying to learn my driving anyways. Prolly just a few more lesson before I'm ready to take on the exam and score my first time on an actual road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the annoying question of whether or not I've secured a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it didn't come from my rents-in-laws. They've already gave up asking after almost a few weeks of asking and probing, and I made it perfectly clear to them that no one is going to hire me because I don't have a driving license and I can't drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, working in an office almost always requires you to be on the road, and from my previous experience working in my previous company, I knew that driving is really very important, especially when I want to go anywhere on my own leisure but can't because of my inability to handle the wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it had to come from my 2nd sis-in-law. As usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was asking whether I've finally got a job. I told her "No" and it just suddenly spark off a torrent of questions from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't you get a job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you apply to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which company is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you speak to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did they ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you tell them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? What? When? How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was bombarding me like a machine gun, and while in all honesty, I haven't been job hunting due to my inability to take the wheel, she had no right to pry into my business, and I wasn't about to tell her that or she would have some excuse to belittle me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just gave her an excuse "I don't remember who or where I interviewed with, it's been months since that incident, and I applied everywhere, you can't expect me to remember all of them, and none of them called me in for a 2nd interview anyways". But that seemed to egg her on, and she clearly couldn't take the hint that I don't wish to talk about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kept pestering "Come on, tell me! Where did you went for interview? Who interviewed you? What was the place? Come on, tell me! Why won't you tell me, huh? Huh? Tell me~!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is her problem? It's not like knowing about my job interview experiences is gonna change her life or something! Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was really getting on my nerves, but if I respond, it will only make things worse, and prolly egg her on to ask more questions, so as much as I want to yell at her to mind her own business and shut the hell up, I relied on my inhuman patience to keep my trap shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wasn't about to tell her that there is a possibility that I will be the next in line to run a baby shop business my rents-in-law are planning to set up after they retire, well, not until it's confirmed anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was technically my eldest sis-in-law's home business but now that they've migrated to London, my rents-in-law decided to run the show instead and she will be their supplier, since the clothes are genuinely manufactured from London and all. It's all in the proposal and in the works, so if it went through, I would prolly be next in line to run the business, and maybe piggyback to sell my manga-s at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not about to rouse some green-eyed monster outta my 2nd sis-in-law for not allowing their other own daughter in on the dough. So mum's the word&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-5029387476422730435?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/5029387476422730435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=5029387476422730435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5029387476422730435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5029387476422730435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/12/annoyance.html' title='Annoyance'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-4509890103268240295</id><published>2011-12-27T13:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T13:11:55.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Cheat Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lolzombie.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/2008-05-22-cheating-death.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 512px;" src="http://lolzombie.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/2008-05-22-cheating-death.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This comic is cute, thought I'd share with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comic art in minimalistic at its best&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-4509890103268240295?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/4509890103268240295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=4509890103268240295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/4509890103268240295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/4509890103268240295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/12/cant-cheat-death.html' title='Can&apos;t Cheat Death'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-2136085885310789792</id><published>2011-12-13T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T11:45:20.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fun World of Philias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn-i.dmdentertainment.com/funpages/cms_content/16550/dustinland.philias.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 1396px;" src="http://cdn-i.dmdentertainment.com/funpages/cms_content/16550/dustinland.philias.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grabbed this from &lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/"&gt;Cracked.com&lt;/a&gt; and thought I'd share, coz it's damn funny XD&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-2136085885310789792?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/2136085885310789792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=2136085885310789792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/2136085885310789792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/2136085885310789792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/12/fun-world-of-philias.html' title='The Fun World of Philias'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-3484981930906565872</id><published>2011-12-05T02:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T09:50:29.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Pre-Honeymoon~</title><content type='html'>Ah, finally I have the time to actually post the day I celebrated my 1st wedding anniversary, well, 1 month after the fact, sadly. But well, like they say, better late than never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we checked in, apparently the deluxe room that we booked ran out, so they upgraded us to the supreme/superior/whatever (or was it executive?) suite, though sadly they only had double beds and not one of those single King- or Queen-sized bed. But I'm sure we'll fit in somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Q2WdQXZaIs/TtyhXji0JKI/AAAAAAAAQRU/Ya9LJOJZks0/s1600/DSC06196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Q2WdQXZaIs/TtyhXji0JKI/AAAAAAAAQRU/Ya9LJOJZks0/s320/DSC06196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682594255885051042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fI3XlsKJm7s/Ttyhg-wHdKI/AAAAAAAAQRk/0w7E-nxppy8/s1600/DSC06195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fI3XlsKJm7s/Ttyhg-wHdKI/AAAAAAAAQRk/0w7E-nxppy8/s320/DSC06195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682594417807422626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hO9jZ_ODnzY/TtyhXMOQ26I/AAAAAAAAQRM/xr3iAm5SOhE/s1600/DSC06197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hO9jZ_ODnzY/TtyhXMOQ26I/AAAAAAAAQRM/xr3iAm5SOhE/s320/DSC06197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682594249624837026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5H6GxIj9Mc4/TtyhW79U_NI/AAAAAAAAQRA/KlW3bMeXzPc/s1600/DSC06198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5H6GxIj9Mc4/TtyhW79U_NI/AAAAAAAAQRA/KlW3bMeXzPc/s320/DSC06198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682594245258837202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Le entrance of our little pretty love nest, equipped with locks, card key and doorbell, though the doorknob is a bit odd of its position though ^3^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The moment when we went in, it was a super cold chill in the air, like the air-conditioning went on super high mode or something. Well, it's more or less how my hubby wants it, icy-cold, like air-conditioning seems to be free in this country or something. And when you take off your shoes, the cold floor is enough to make you jump about and walk as if you have fire under your feet or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lP95SWqJKLQ/TtyfEFL7WcI/AAAAAAAAQOw/LF5jg2BGQug/s1600/DSC06210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lP95SWqJKLQ/TtyfEFL7WcI/AAAAAAAAQOw/LF5jg2BGQug/s320/DSC06210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682591722295220674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Capturing my hubby in the photog act&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_oIm9zhnvU/TtyhWm0KqqI/AAAAAAAAQQ0/f91qn1Iz1SE/s1600/DSC06199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_oIm9zhnvU/TtyhWm0KqqI/AAAAAAAAQQ0/f91qn1Iz1SE/s320/DSC06199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682594239583267490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Capturing their big ass mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--GaCg7LQ3Dg/TtyhWa9wUyI/AAAAAAAAQQo/LzHZbEVdGuk/s1600/DSC06200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--GaCg7LQ3Dg/TtyhWa9wUyI/AAAAAAAAQQo/LzHZbEVdGuk/s320/DSC06200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682594236402258722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s7hVGCH6FLI/Ttyfh8pV4aI/AAAAAAAAQQU/BimfqhDW78E/s1600/DSC06202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s7hVGCH6FLI/Ttyfh8pV4aI/AAAAAAAAQQU/BimfqhDW78E/s320/DSC06202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682592235398750626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wIQbqNyoyPI/TtyfiYUh7QI/AAAAAAAAQQc/-N-mSD4Nu38/s1600/DSC06201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wIQbqNyoyPI/TtyfiYUh7QI/AAAAAAAAQQc/-N-mSD4Nu38/s320/DSC06201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682592242827652354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our wardrobe and its content, which includes nice fancy clothes hangers, an iron with its board, slippers, laundry bags and shoe cleaning racks, extra pillows and a safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5h6jO3TYZ-w/TtyfhtKWQuI/AAAAAAAAQQE/Lv37DHkbzUU/s1600/DSC06203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5h6jO3TYZ-w/TtyfhtKWQuI/AAAAAAAAQQE/Lv37DHkbzUU/s320/DSC06203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682592231242220258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Suitcase rack for our little suitcase, though we're just staying here for a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBDdFGnFIEk/TtyfEyaKXvI/AAAAAAAAQPI/hy8O3GN3-Fs/s1600/DSC06208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SBDdFGnFIEk/TtyfEyaKXvI/AAAAAAAAQPI/hy8O3GN3-Fs/s320/DSC06208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682591734434520818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yfQOM3OAPEo/TtyfhEMMmrI/AAAAAAAAQP8/hczErvHzpiY/s1600/DSC06204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yfQOM3OAPEo/TtyfhEMMmrI/AAAAAAAAQP8/hczErvHzpiY/s320/DSC06204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682592220244122290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gjB9yi6uF4k/Ttyfg52MYFI/AAAAAAAAQPs/gzrHrj0su8c/s1600/DSC06205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gjB9yi6uF4k/Ttyfg52MYFI/AAAAAAAAQPs/gzrHrj0su8c/s320/DSC06205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682592217467478098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Jl7_8XRwdI/TtyfFfr1i9I/AAAAAAAAQPg/6c6-Mr8HKF8/s1600/DSC06206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Jl7_8XRwdI/TtyfFfr1i9I/AAAAAAAAQPg/6c6-Mr8HKF8/s320/DSC06206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682591746588249042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QGgtO4V0suc/TtyfFIt_-uI/AAAAAAAAQPU/xVBAMJO4L9E/s1600/DSC06207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QGgtO4V0suc/TtyfFIt_-uI/AAAAAAAAQPU/xVBAMJO4L9E/s320/DSC06207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682591740423305954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Le fridge and bar counter for all our tea and caffeine needs, milk included&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vcfm32vQeUQ/TtyfESuAN0I/AAAAAAAAQO8/yawX_zMJLD4/s1600/DSC06209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vcfm32vQeUQ/TtyfESuAN0I/AAAAAAAAQO8/yawX_zMJLD4/s320/DSC06209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682591725927806786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYzoiCSfQAs/Ttyej1FVlXI/AAAAAAAAQOY/jBa9LvTHbzI/s1600/DSC06212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iYzoiCSfQAs/Ttyej1FVlXI/AAAAAAAAQOY/jBa9LvTHbzI/s320/DSC06212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682591168216798578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fpp9owB525k/Ttyej9WX7QI/AAAAAAAAQOM/DWjCAsq6QS8/s1600/DSC06213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fpp9owB525k/Ttyej9WX7QI/AAAAAAAAQOM/DWjCAsq6QS8/s320/DSC06213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682591170435738882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EOw9i_m09fs/TtyekYqJWgI/AAAAAAAAQOo/Oh4ww2CWn-U/s1600/DSC06211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EOw9i_m09fs/TtyekYqJWgI/AAAAAAAAQOo/Oh4ww2CWn-U/s320/DSC06211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682591177766427138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Le bed, which was surprisingly big enough for the both of us in one, TV, dresser (sorta), and a coat hanger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sAyyKM-G--4/TtyejfceMJI/AAAAAAAAQOE/5qyuPmIeuEk/s1600/DSC06214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sAyyKM-G--4/TtyejfceMJI/AAAAAAAAQOE/5qyuPmIeuEk/s320/DSC06214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682591162408251538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Le entrance to the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qsBSVnw6WNc/TtyejKB8CRI/AAAAAAAAQN0/EHWpDVh8QJ0/s1600/DSC06215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qsBSVnw6WNc/TtyejKB8CRI/AAAAAAAAQN0/EHWpDVh8QJ0/s320/DSC06215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682591156659816722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sg8kC_zj2S4/Ttyd6co226I/AAAAAAAAQNo/_F15ZAgD0Xw/s1600/DSC06216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sg8kC_zj2S4/Ttyd6co226I/AAAAAAAAQNo/_F15ZAgD0Xw/s320/DSC06216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682590457280256930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yHf8xxmEn7U/Ttyd59cyqeI/AAAAAAAAQNc/qzXvXOG6NS8/s1600/DSC06217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yHf8xxmEn7U/Ttyd59cyqeI/AAAAAAAAQNc/qzXvXOG6NS8/s320/DSC06217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682590448908151266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uZXdtdSnSWQ/Ttyd5X6jtaI/AAAAAAAAQNQ/sRCNuN4Pv6s/s1600/DSC06218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uZXdtdSnSWQ/Ttyd5X6jtaI/AAAAAAAAQNQ/sRCNuN4Pv6s/s320/DSC06218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682590438832453026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The toilet, equipped with the bum basin to wash your ass if you took a No. 2, towel hanger and soap for the washing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Obx6vURTSEc/Ttyd5VcfvUI/AAAAAAAAQNA/MHjtFrFFZ84/s1600/DSC06219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Obx6vURTSEc/Ttyd5VcfvUI/AAAAAAAAQNA/MHjtFrFFZ84/s320/DSC06219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682590438169492802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vhRHEbkHqBU/Ttyd5AAc5YI/AAAAAAAAQM4/89mGOpO8B1o/s1600/DSC06220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vhRHEbkHqBU/Ttyd5AAc5YI/AAAAAAAAQM4/89mGOpO8B1o/s320/DSC06220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682590432414721410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bath robes for us to wear~ Sweet! I feel classy already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mPPX6wBU_q4/Ttyc0v90u3I/AAAAAAAAQLY/5a-vTtLTEbs/s1600/DSC06222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mPPX6wBU_q4/Ttyc0v90u3I/AAAAAAAAQLY/5a-vTtLTEbs/s320/DSC06222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682589259877628786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DohW5TScRLQ/Ttyc0GL9spI/AAAAAAAAQLQ/KanxwH_sg98/s1600/DSC06223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DohW5TScRLQ/Ttyc0GL9spI/AAAAAAAAQLQ/KanxwH_sg98/s320/DSC06223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682589248662647442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vvcw11MfyvI/Ttycz1CikaI/AAAAAAAAQLE/jKuxPlkxy1A/s1600/DSC06224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vvcw11MfyvI/Ttycz1CikaI/AAAAAAAAQLE/jKuxPlkxy1A/s320/DSC06224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682589244059718050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favourite part of the hotel room: BATH TUBS!! Inclusive a big mirror and a phone to ring for services. Been obsessed with bath tubs since I was a kid, even though I crashed my forehead onto my bath tub at my family home. I guess bath tubs just intrigue me, though I dunno whether if my horoscope had anything to do with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9rKf5y8GQcs/Ttyc0riOC4I/AAAAAAAAQLo/OLqauNzNSlo/s1600/DSC06221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9rKf5y8GQcs/Ttyc0riOC4I/AAAAAAAAQLo/OLqauNzNSlo/s320/DSC06221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682589258688105346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tC6guffQdM/Ttyczjo6RPI/AAAAAAAAQK4/dLereMFwRac/s1600/DSC06225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tC6guffQdM/Ttyczjo6RPI/AAAAAAAAQK4/dLereMFwRac/s320/DSC06225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682589239388816626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2GTAp-UONC0/Ttyb4woN5YI/AAAAAAAAQKk/n_Ekb7lxTzs/s1600/DSC06226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2GTAp-UONC0/Ttyb4woN5YI/AAAAAAAAQKk/n_Ekb7lxTzs/s320/DSC06226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682588229263287682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SZ8rNYBAjLk/Ttyb4nHDuqI/AAAAAAAAQKc/B3Neng_up78/s1600/DSC06227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SZ8rNYBAjLk/Ttyb4nHDuqI/AAAAAAAAQKc/B3Neng_up78/s320/DSC06227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682588226708290210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bzuL_MB96r4/Ttyb4Mg1RVI/AAAAAAAAQKQ/186JFv75-EI/s1600/DSC06228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bzuL_MB96r4/Ttyb4Mg1RVI/AAAAAAAAQKQ/186JFv75-EI/s320/DSC06228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682588219568637266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sink with all its facilities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WL5HkuXTBKs/Ttyb31FnMVI/AAAAAAAAQKE/FLvhwAZcjVI/s1600/DSC06229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WL5HkuXTBKs/Ttyb31FnMVI/AAAAAAAAQKE/FLvhwAZcjVI/s320/DSC06229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682588213280452946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Random snapshot of their framed art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYyNlyVhGhY/Ttyb3l37xxI/AAAAAAAAQJ4/-8PhR7IhnUk/s1600/DSC06230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KYyNlyVhGhY/Ttyb3l37xxI/AAAAAAAAQJ4/-8PhR7IhnUk/s320/DSC06230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682588209196549906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jvFsEsmnllY/TtybUDX9jmI/AAAAAAAAQJo/258-cghnwwU/s1600/DSC06231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jvFsEsmnllY/TtybUDX9jmI/AAAAAAAAQJo/258-cghnwwU/s320/DSC06231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682587598640221794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qF940pAs5vA/TtybTpPxxfI/AAAAAAAAQJc/jpngro1-w44/s1600/DSC06232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qF940pAs5vA/TtybTpPxxfI/AAAAAAAAQJc/jpngro1-w44/s320/DSC06232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682587591626573298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture views of the verandah, perfect view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yKqdu4PG1ZM/TtybTFyuclI/AAAAAAAAQJM/Y72NBXppQ1w/s1600/DSC06233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yKqdu4PG1ZM/TtybTFyuclI/AAAAAAAAQJM/Y72NBXppQ1w/s320/DSC06233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682587582109479506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Room service, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sw5BIcZsBC4/TtybSwrLfLI/AAAAAAAAQJA/0WhNTaFcukc/s1600/DSC06235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sw5BIcZsBC4/TtybSwrLfLI/AAAAAAAAQJA/0WhNTaFcukc/s320/DSC06235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682587576440683698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-beENyUE0fYQ/TtybS6Tx6HI/AAAAAAAAQI4/J_qoY4rQcgU/s1600/DSC06237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-beENyUE0fYQ/TtybS6Tx6HI/AAAAAAAAQI4/J_qoY4rQcgU/s320/DSC06237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682587579026892914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us, the lovely couple who has managed a year together as husband and wife ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, nothing much to say, we just spent most of our time relaxing, swimming (with me doing most of the swimming, coz believe it or not, my hubby doesn't know how to swim), watch a movie at their hotel cinema, ate dinner and breakfast there, and after breakfast, we decided to take a walk and explore the area a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H5bL80i5_gQ/Ttya1VVD8ZI/AAAAAAAAQIg/yprK9GOOkwg/s1600/DSC06288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H5bL80i5_gQ/Ttya1VVD8ZI/AAAAAAAAQIg/yprK9GOOkwg/s320/DSC06288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682587070883950994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n0Pg-KwZHjQ/Ttya1wQVY5I/AAAAAAAAQIw/QNrDFD5AjOU/s1600/DSC06287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n0Pg-KwZHjQ/Ttya1wQVY5I/AAAAAAAAQIw/QNrDFD5AjOU/s320/DSC06287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682587078111880082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3QTJ7AVn9YI/Ttya1P3h_QI/AAAAAAAAQIQ/YmzUXSGeLZk/s1600/DSC06289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3QTJ7AVn9YI/Ttya1P3h_QI/AAAAAAAAQIQ/YmzUXSGeLZk/s320/DSC06289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682587069417913602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0vq3P7MZpQ/Ttya0xF-5DI/AAAAAAAAQII/VIhSCFmhi9I/s1600/DSC06290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0vq3P7MZpQ/Ttya0xF-5DI/AAAAAAAAQII/VIhSCFmhi9I/s320/DSC06290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682587061157028914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4flEwp3mDnQ/TtyaT73HdFI/AAAAAAAAQHw/zPTg1YZoVck/s1600/DSC06292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4flEwp3mDnQ/TtyaT73HdFI/AAAAAAAAQHw/zPTg1YZoVck/s320/DSC06292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682586497111782482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Random snapshots from our walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-da3UXR1_VsU/Ttya0h-XA0I/AAAAAAAAQH8/NULQPqzBkMM/s1600/DSC06291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-da3UXR1_VsU/Ttya0h-XA0I/AAAAAAAAQH8/NULQPqzBkMM/s320/DSC06291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682587057098523458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GvHCmnG6y14/TtyaTb3akYI/AAAAAAAAQHk/S18qJg0re5U/s1600/DSC06293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GvHCmnG6y14/TtyaTb3akYI/AAAAAAAAQHk/S18qJg0re5U/s320/DSC06293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682586488523100546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Walkway down to the swimming pool where I went for my swim the day before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2fa1REtGQKM/TtyaTKIwEYI/AAAAAAAAQHY/BlxWGYLy8-8/s1600/DSC06294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2fa1REtGQKM/TtyaTKIwEYI/AAAAAAAAQHY/BlxWGYLy8-8/s320/DSC06294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682586483763974530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UIYiMQYNrpA/TtyaS-d7c-I/AAAAAAAAQHM/OWW0jJzVoA4/s1600/DSC06295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UIYiMQYNrpA/TtyaS-d7c-I/AAAAAAAAQHM/OWW0jJzVoA4/s320/DSC06295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682586480631575522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTzEECKsYpA/TtyZsdGNnII/AAAAAAAAQG4/7r7ssu6GqfM/s1600/DSC06297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTzEECKsYpA/TtyZsdGNnII/AAAAAAAAQG4/7r7ssu6GqfM/s320/DSC06297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682585818838703234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_cR_JU0O-8E/TtyaSlH4xEI/AAAAAAAAQHA/mGF17brl_3M/s1600/DSC06296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_cR_JU0O-8E/TtyaSlH4xEI/AAAAAAAAQHA/mGF17brl_3M/s320/DSC06296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682586473828238402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bj6pK46GQ9s/TtyZqwIRnfI/AAAAAAAAQGM/J6xVXhzXTO8/s1600/DSC06300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bj6pK46GQ9s/TtyZqwIRnfI/AAAAAAAAQGM/J6xVXhzXTO8/s320/DSC06300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682585789587889650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This be the swimming pool, equipped with jacuzzi for a nice warm dunk and the pool deck to enjoy drinks and quench your thirst as you relax in the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UoBJbsbscnI/TtyZr5_g8MI/AAAAAAAAQGo/VlDC1Tq2IqI/s1600/DSC06298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UoBJbsbscnI/TtyZr5_g8MI/AAAAAAAAQGo/VlDC1Tq2IqI/s320/DSC06298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682585809415368898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LslFuY3LpVs/TtyZrLxGFoI/AAAAAAAAQGg/2vqATUopAtw/s1600/DSC06299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LslFuY3LpVs/TtyZrLxGFoI/AAAAAAAAQGg/2vqATUopAtw/s320/DSC06299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682585797006857858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some little friends to enjoy swimming with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--0EmYWRlL9c/TtyZqt3MzAI/AAAAAAAAQGE/ApCMirvpCL8/s1600/DSC06301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--0EmYWRlL9c/TtyZqt3MzAI/AAAAAAAAQGE/ApCMirvpCL8/s320/DSC06301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682585788979399682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6BWVQaW9hSk/TtyZLpWNaZI/AAAAAAAAQFw/pSyUpv5h5Ck/s1600/DSC06303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6BWVQaW9hSk/TtyZLpWNaZI/AAAAAAAAQFw/pSyUpv5h5Ck/s320/DSC06303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682585255191341458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7SEFgPWVeA/TtyZLYpqvOI/AAAAAAAAQFg/yjqYZQ3pe4s/s1600/DSC06304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7SEFgPWVeA/TtyZLYpqvOI/AAAAAAAAQFg/yjqYZQ3pe4s/s320/DSC06304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682585250709552354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Random shot of the beach, with a sad little lone island over there, making me wonder what exactly resides on that island somehow, like a mystery of its own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_vmGZPg4sw/TtyZK77-CnI/AAAAAAAAQFY/ZdYrUySSYwc/s1600/DSC06305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_vmGZPg4sw/TtyZK77-CnI/AAAAAAAAQFY/ZdYrUySSYwc/s320/DSC06305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682585243001686642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V7NBixfKQW4/Tt-Y799hQDI/AAAAAAAAQbg/bhAGQHF7fEo/s1600/DSC06306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V7NBixfKQW4/Tt-Y799hQDI/AAAAAAAAQbg/bhAGQHF7fEo/s320/DSC06306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683429410777153586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TEiWQnbwi-w/TtyX9xS_eXI/AAAAAAAAQE8/ecjxcWC01jY/s1600/DSC06307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TEiWQnbwi-w/TtyX9xS_eXI/AAAAAAAAQE8/ecjxcWC01jY/s320/DSC06307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682583917295532402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a random shot of the coconut tree and another with my hubby posing at my request&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZE6hFuoPsfE/TtyZMEE_NhI/AAAAAAAAQF4/EGqZ__edQds/s1600/DSC06302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZE6hFuoPsfE/TtyZMEE_NhI/AAAAAAAAQF4/EGqZ__edQds/s320/DSC06302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682585262366864914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kcb_IoXYjCU/TtyX9kj1oHI/AAAAAAAAQEs/tt-TbIDr0r0/s1600/DSC06308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kcb_IoXYjCU/TtyX9kj1oHI/AAAAAAAAQEs/tt-TbIDr0r0/s320/DSC06308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682583913876529266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yrLdYSTiM3Y/TtyX9MmXQ5I/AAAAAAAAQEk/7datQCEy6_Y/s1600/DSC06309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yrLdYSTiM3Y/TtyX9MmXQ5I/AAAAAAAAQEk/7datQCEy6_Y/s320/DSC06309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682583907444671378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pRWHj_v9C_0/TtyX8yRUzhI/AAAAAAAAQEU/B2wIO0dHbOo/s1600/DSC06310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pRWHj_v9C_0/TtyX8yRUzhI/AAAAAAAAQEU/B2wIO0dHbOo/s320/DSC06310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682583900377107986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More random beach shots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wKMtqGOwJn8/TtyX8hMu-3I/AAAAAAAAQEM/1Im75IX7CIc/s1600/DSC06311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wKMtqGOwJn8/TtyX8hMu-3I/AAAAAAAAQEM/1Im75IX7CIc/s320/DSC06311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682583895794449266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OQkKzq9RcaE/TtyXlgDWD5I/AAAAAAAAQD8/XfGo1pRXhsc/s1600/DSC06312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OQkKzq9RcaE/TtyXlgDWD5I/AAAAAAAAQD8/XfGo1pRXhsc/s320/DSC06312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682583500349640594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Decided to take a shot of this tree. Looks like an oil palm tree but it doesn't have any fruits and the most special thing about that tree was it's actually pale. The trunk and everything looks like the proper colour a tree should look, but somehow the leaves and branches and stalks were all pale green, coming close to white. My hubby was worried that I might catch 'something' from the shot, but as you can see, nothing to worry about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I033L3gMcHE/TtyXlXIf74I/AAAAAAAAQDw/AzsFw0q-yf0/s1600/DSC06313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I033L3gMcHE/TtyXlXIf74I/AAAAAAAAQDw/AzsFw0q-yf0/s320/DSC06313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682583497955340162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RgYW-OPbR6Q/TtyXlWJDyeI/AAAAAAAAQDo/6Z9Hgalut18/s1600/DSC06314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RgYW-OPbR6Q/TtyXlWJDyeI/AAAAAAAAQDo/6Z9Hgalut18/s320/DSC06314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682583497689254370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxA6fVqVJik/TtyXkyeVXEI/AAAAAAAAQDg/swhtNbkqv8c/s1600/DSC06315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxA6fVqVJik/TtyXkyeVXEI/AAAAAAAAQDg/swhtNbkqv8c/s320/DSC06315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682583488114809922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-890MCD5RQJ4/TtyXkoB2SxI/AAAAAAAAQDQ/Npr0Bs9eRAc/s1600/DSC06316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-890MCD5RQJ4/TtyXkoB2SxI/AAAAAAAAQDQ/Npr0Bs9eRAc/s320/DSC06316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682583485310978834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6o9JpPUOnhM/TtyXDRLmTnI/AAAAAAAAQC4/1NqCM7P0XQ4/s1600/DSC06318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6o9JpPUOnhM/TtyXDRLmTnI/AAAAAAAAQC4/1NqCM7P0XQ4/s320/DSC06318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682582912242175602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SGZ1H0P7PAw/TtyXC5TmDqI/AAAAAAAAQCs/M8gDu9D1reo/s1600/DSC06319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SGZ1H0P7PAw/TtyXC5TmDqI/AAAAAAAAQCs/M8gDu9D1reo/s320/DSC06319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682582905833262754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vs8pt-NUv2Q/TtyXCmbogaI/AAAAAAAAQCg/wCGt3d8RKzk/s1600/DSC06320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vs8pt-NUv2Q/TtyXCmbogaI/AAAAAAAAQCg/wCGt3d8RKzk/s320/DSC06320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682582900766704034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yHGSZOwgRz0/TtyXCaIESGI/AAAAAAAAQCU/DMqsrjRLcM8/s1600/DSC06321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yHGSZOwgRz0/TtyXCaIESGI/AAAAAAAAQCU/DMqsrjRLcM8/s320/DSC06321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682582897463412834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NrKXcytjlfs/TtyXDo66qfI/AAAAAAAAQDI/vwin0pM7IEw/s1600/DSC06317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NrKXcytjlfs/TtyXDo66qfI/AAAAAAAAQDI/vwin0pM7IEw/s320/DSC06317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682582918614657522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More random shots when we reached the beach cliff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vjhBK4g-gLo/TtyWp0fkcgI/AAAAAAAAQB4/SFMbjLF2J8M/s1600/DSC06323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vjhBK4g-gLo/TtyWp0fkcgI/AAAAAAAAQB4/SFMbjLF2J8M/s320/DSC06323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682582475044581890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2xr0ES6nKqw/TtyWqNR-xGI/AAAAAAAAQCI/MedzP_0KotQ/s1600/DSC06322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2xr0ES6nKqw/TtyWqNR-xGI/AAAAAAAAQCI/MedzP_0KotQ/s320/DSC06322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682582481698473058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some shots of the seats that look out to the sea. It must be sad for them to just sit out there in the rain and shine, waiting for someone to use them, to accompany them, to let them feel useful. We both took a seat on that bench, and I felt that I have pretty much done something good, even for an inanimate object&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UyDBuAVYsIs/TtyWp5vy1cI/AAAAAAAAQBw/8p4N2L2Kr2k/s1600/DSC06324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UyDBuAVYsIs/TtyWp5vy1cI/AAAAAAAAQBw/8p4N2L2Kr2k/s320/DSC06324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682582476454811074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fwaF9ltziwI/TtyWpPBy9PI/AAAAAAAAQBo/QyQGi5u1BSQ/s1600/DSC06325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fwaF9ltziwI/TtyWpPBy9PI/AAAAAAAAQBo/QyQGi5u1BSQ/s320/DSC06325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682582464987591922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wGeilvefdmY/TtyWpLy9AfI/AAAAAAAAQBY/fTp8-C2oRdo/s1600/DSC06326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wGeilvefdmY/TtyWpLy9AfI/AAAAAAAAQBY/fTp8-C2oRdo/s320/DSC06326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682582464120029682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Random flower shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, while it wasn't super romantic, it was by far the most relaxing and probably the most time I had spent with my hubby on that day. May our marriage last for the years to come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-3484981930906565872?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/3484981930906565872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=3484981930906565872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/3484981930906565872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/3484981930906565872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/12/our-pre-honeymoon.html' title='Our Pre-Honeymoon~'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Q2WdQXZaIs/TtyhXji0JKI/AAAAAAAAQRU/Ya9LJOJZks0/s72-c/DSC06196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-4397479431943408935</id><published>2011-12-05T00:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T03:58:57.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Tech Fair in da Howze</title><content type='html'>Finally after months of procrastinating, I got down to it and post up pictures of another tech fair I went with my buddy, after our usual lunch date and such, just to check out how it was this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, the tech expo wasn't much, coz it was mostly industrial, not for consumers, but we did see a few other interesting things aside from the boring tech expo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0uhi0eeN9s/TtyV3QDFoUI/AAAAAAAAQA8/QKRLydE0Vi0/s1600/DSC06097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0uhi0eeN9s/TtyV3QDFoUI/AAAAAAAAQA8/QKRLydE0Vi0/s320/DSC06097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682581606267986242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n3amY3mQXc0/TtyV3aH4FgI/AAAAAAAAQA0/vqLY-eX2XB8/s1600/DSC06098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n3amY3mQXc0/TtyV3aH4FgI/AAAAAAAAQA0/vqLY-eX2XB8/s320/DSC06098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682581608972424706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A sort of religious exhibit, which sadly doesn't have much patronage as it should. Well, so much for being one of the most religious countries in the world, you'd think they'd showed up even if it's on a weekday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W426Yl4OElo/TtyV2d_ap-I/AAAAAAAAQAc/CUK1k7F_MxM/s1600/DSC06100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W426Yl4OElo/TtyV2d_ap-I/AAAAAAAAQAc/CUK1k7F_MxM/s320/DSC06100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682581592830814178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s4i-81x3Iek/TtyViRZgTrI/AAAAAAAAQAQ/zOM_L0pvS2k/s1600/DSC06101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s4i-81x3Iek/TtyViRZgTrI/AAAAAAAAQAQ/zOM_L0pvS2k/s320/DSC06101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682581245853191858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2hdwZZ_pIIM/TtyVhmRh1vI/AAAAAAAAQAE/e2ukuT8pxg0/s1600/DSC06102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2hdwZZ_pIIM/TtyVhmRh1vI/AAAAAAAAQAE/e2ukuT8pxg0/s320/DSC06102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682581234277013234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some arts and crafts done there, one of them is this wooden water village house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0t881tWGzpA/TtyVhVqVzhI/AAAAAAAAP_w/FIcMuvbICUw/s1600/DSC06103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0t881tWGzpA/TtyVhVqVzhI/AAAAAAAAP_w/FIcMuvbICUw/s320/DSC06103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682581229817679378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhKX-PvFit8/TtyVhOcFxzI/AAAAAAAAP_o/EOmqUr78Qz8/s1600/DSC06104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhKX-PvFit8/TtyVhOcFxzI/AAAAAAAAP_o/EOmqUr78Qz8/s320/DSC06104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682581227878860594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jUaVjO0PiYg/TtyVhHVVB0I/AAAAAAAAP_g/uCEm-rYgPEw/s1600/DSC06105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jUaVjO0PiYg/TtyVhHVVB0I/AAAAAAAAP_g/uCEm-rYgPEw/s320/DSC06105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682581225971451714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...a some sort of catapult or a sad imitation of the Nodding Donkey oil rig...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p6fcHxcjFdo/TtyVIrrjxjI/AAAAAAAAP_U/BvTtj4oPtPk/s1600/DSC06106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p6fcHxcjFdo/TtyVIrrjxjI/AAAAAAAAP_U/BvTtj4oPtPk/s320/DSC06106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682580806231639602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iawg497EJPo/TtyVHnu9mOI/AAAAAAAAP_M/GR5quE5lIuA/s1600/DSC06107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iawg497EJPo/TtyVHnu9mOI/AAAAAAAAP_M/GR5quE5lIuA/s320/DSC06107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682580787992303842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F8txdiuEl-4/TtyVHCmrp6I/AAAAAAAAP-0/V7Ne6v4O6w8/s1600/DSC06109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F8txdiuEl-4/TtyVHCmrp6I/AAAAAAAAP-0/V7Ne6v4O6w8/s320/DSC06109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682580778025461666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5yf3XxA6L50/TtyVGz4bYXI/AAAAAAAAP-k/eL0I8pRVnv8/s1600/DSC06110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5yf3XxA6L50/TtyVGz4bYXI/AAAAAAAAP-k/eL0I8pRVnv8/s320/DSC06110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682580774073360754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IPwq6e3CYcs/TtyUPVB2taI/AAAAAAAAP-U/40Y3RvNBrGE/s1600/DSC06111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IPwq6e3CYcs/TtyUPVB2taI/AAAAAAAAP-U/40Y3RvNBrGE/s320/DSC06111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682579820898596258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...the Noah's Ark (which apparently no different in the rendition between the Quran and the Old Testament in the Bible)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-01TJ0tpqytE/TtyVHrSm0MI/AAAAAAAAP-8/0iceas4QAFc/s1600/DSC06108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-01TJ0tpqytE/TtyVHrSm0MI/AAAAAAAAP-8/0iceas4QAFc/s320/DSC06108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682580788947112130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...where this is what happens to sinners...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CMKdOMaloFM/TtyUPIfFnKI/AAAAAAAAP-M/Z9QAx2gmnkc/s1600/DSC06112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CMKdOMaloFM/TtyUPIfFnKI/AAAAAAAAP-M/Z9QAx2gmnkc/s320/DSC06112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682579817531546786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l-qhwFG3h1M/TtyUOukTHnI/AAAAAAAAP-E/2qkn38bQCd0/s1600/DSC06113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l-qhwFG3h1M/TtyUOukTHnI/AAAAAAAAP-E/2qkn38bQCd0/s320/DSC06113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682579810574081650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_02WHhYQBD4/TtyUOBIwxdI/AAAAAAAAP90/qCmKffCrZAo/s1600/DSC06114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_02WHhYQBD4/TtyUOBIwxdI/AAAAAAAAP90/qCmKffCrZAo/s320/DSC06114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682579798378989010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p0jF5Diyaps/TtyUOGP8K0I/AAAAAAAAP9o/aEsSkSFWMnU/s1600/DSC06115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p0jF5Diyaps/TtyUOGP8K0I/AAAAAAAAP9o/aEsSkSFWMnU/s320/DSC06115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682579799751273282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...the BIBD Bank and Yayasan in town...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tzSbYAjnTC8/TtyT5NaDMxI/AAAAAAAAP9g/oOjztxIDhlA/s1600/DSC06116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tzSbYAjnTC8/TtyT5NaDMxI/AAAAAAAAP9g/oOjztxIDhlA/s320/DSC06116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682579440895472402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bjesrSYFwyk/TtyT4588LqI/AAAAAAAAP9Q/QoF2SXiY1x0/s1600/DSC06117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bjesrSYFwyk/TtyT4588LqI/AAAAAAAAP9Q/QoF2SXiY1x0/s320/DSC06117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682579435673104034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_nFisN-RtHI/TtyT4cbTBYI/AAAAAAAAP9I/Md_j1b32GrI/s1600/DSC06118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_nFisN-RtHI/TtyT4cbTBYI/AAAAAAAAP9I/Md_j1b32GrI/s320/DSC06118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682579427747366274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and a sculpture of a mosque that looked almost like it was made of cheese or something, prolly could call it the Tower of Cheese-za or something XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pAkiH_x-dNw/TtyV3rHNdZI/AAAAAAAAQBM/ehdJwAiGBOY/s1600/DSC06096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pAkiH_x-dNw/TtyV3rHNdZI/AAAAAAAAQBM/ehdJwAiGBOY/s320/DSC06096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682581613533033874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pv-pXDHDFao/TtyV2uDiMZI/AAAAAAAAQAs/7o3Wo-qnkKs/s1600/DSC06099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pv-pXDHDFao/TtyV2uDiMZI/AAAAAAAAQAs/7o3Wo-qnkKs/s320/DSC06099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682581597143052690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CvCf-vBJhdE/TtyT4GZAutI/AAAAAAAAP80/HIb5pglC6JQ/s1600/DSC06119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CvCf-vBJhdE/TtyT4GZAutI/AAAAAAAAP80/HIb5pglC6JQ/s320/DSC06119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682579421832198866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l8ca7pty_wQ/TtyT35Tx27I/AAAAAAAAP8s/NA0CtQ12zsQ/s1600/DSC06120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l8ca7pty_wQ/TtyT35Tx27I/AAAAAAAAP8s/NA0CtQ12zsQ/s320/DSC06120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682579418320591794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The officiating tablet and signature of the Sultan for this exhibition, and to be honest, if I were daring enough, the signature really is pretty easy to forge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5aWdS-su2r8/TtySdUXXVDI/AAAAAAAAP8U/bfUlKqdb3-0/s1600/DSC06122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5aWdS-su2r8/TtySdUXXVDI/AAAAAAAAP8U/bfUlKqdb3-0/s320/DSC06122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682577862215291954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Rxzv1NDuq0/TtyScgcFFWI/AAAAAAAAP8M/smo1_F4fkM0/s1600/DSC06123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Rxzv1NDuq0/TtyScgcFFWI/AAAAAAAAP8M/smo1_F4fkM0/s320/DSC06123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682577848276424034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kXSN-74wME4/TtyScaQRDxI/AAAAAAAAP78/T93LjPleycI/s1600/DSC06124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kXSN-74wME4/TtyScaQRDxI/AAAAAAAAP78/T93LjPleycI/s320/DSC06124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682577846616264466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UIPNZ2gON2o/TtyScM5AOoI/AAAAAAAAP7w/LqZGmutb8PY/s1600/DSC06125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UIPNZ2gON2o/TtyScM5AOoI/AAAAAAAAP7w/LqZGmutb8PY/s320/DSC06125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682577843029031554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sXr0SUQyUbs/TtySdY4pYxI/AAAAAAAAP8c/4CF38jEj25M/s1600/DSC06121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sXr0SUQyUbs/TtySdY4pYxI/AAAAAAAAP8c/4CF38jEj25M/s320/DSC06121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682577863428629266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KIyQKcpfGPE/TtySFFVdjkI/AAAAAAAAP7Y/mRjlO9N5zC0/s1600/DSC06127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KIyQKcpfGPE/TtySFFVdjkI/AAAAAAAAP7Y/mRjlO9N5zC0/s320/DSC06127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682577445863919170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pPNPY82lKYs/TtySEzBC6SI/AAAAAAAAP7I/s_4qEwrhX8w/s1600/DSC06128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pPNPY82lKYs/TtySEzBC6SI/AAAAAAAAP7I/s_4qEwrhX8w/s320/DSC06128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682577440946448674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6I89DiHtUms/TtySEjkngYI/AAAAAAAAP7A/WqCun2JGqJU/s1600/DSC06129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6I89DiHtUms/TtySEjkngYI/AAAAAAAAP7A/WqCun2JGqJU/s320/DSC06129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682577436800680322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FuOSA8HsIlg/TtySEVm2V0I/AAAAAAAAP60/abPCaHXKD8o/s1600/DSC06130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FuOSA8HsIlg/TtySEVm2V0I/AAAAAAAAP60/abPCaHXKD8o/s320/DSC06130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682577433051944770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bfaP-OPSZe4/TtyRXrytbSI/AAAAAAAAP6k/ty6eEenyKzQ/s1600/DSC06131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bfaP-OPSZe4/TtyRXrytbSI/AAAAAAAAP6k/ty6eEenyKzQ/s320/DSC06131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682576665913158946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-39lf-Gq3KYw/TtySFkzt13I/AAAAAAAAP7o/X9rOTHvIYOA/s1600/DSC06126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-39lf-Gq3KYw/TtySFkzt13I/AAAAAAAAP7o/X9rOTHvIYOA/s320/DSC06126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682577454312314738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some exhibits of old school technology and devices they used in the old days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We then decided to go check the tech expo just for fun, and I took shots of a few interesting things that had to show for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K2RZHoRSdMY/TtyRXb18xFI/AAAAAAAAP6c/7QtsPLCQIaY/s1600/DSC06132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K2RZHoRSdMY/TtyRXb18xFI/AAAAAAAAP6c/7QtsPLCQIaY/s320/DSC06132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682576661631779922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mlFDDCuJVMQ/TtyRWpI9A_I/AAAAAAAAP6U/QgECAoDywsE/s1600/DSC06134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mlFDDCuJVMQ/TtyRWpI9A_I/AAAAAAAAP6U/QgECAoDywsE/s320/DSC06134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682576648021279730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z89HN3Zd8I4/TtyRWYOai5I/AAAAAAAAP6A/7guAQkhg_w0/s1600/DSC06135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z89HN3Zd8I4/TtyRWYOai5I/AAAAAAAAP6A/7guAQkhg_w0/s320/DSC06135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682576643480783762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some smart objects and smart devices they have for sale, but prolly not what I'd buy, since I wouldn't know what to do with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9lv1Znkt0RE/TtyRWR_XZqI/AAAAAAAAP54/DUMHIegQGlw/s1600/DSC06136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9lv1Znkt0RE/TtyRWR_XZqI/AAAAAAAAP54/DUMHIegQGlw/s320/DSC06136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682576641807050402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Random shot of some Chinese tea from prolly a booth from China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AWLp8YDzLPA/TtyPi7cXMnI/AAAAAAAAP40/lnHQxYJitHE/s1600/DSC06142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AWLp8YDzLPA/TtyPi7cXMnI/AAAAAAAAP40/lnHQxYJitHE/s320/DSC06142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682574660069700210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hA71eJ0uwKg/TtyQ-2EPVjI/AAAAAAAAP5g/LQAapmSWono/s1600/DSC06138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hA71eJ0uwKg/TtyQ-2EPVjI/AAAAAAAAP5g/LQAapmSWono/s320/DSC06138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682576239174309426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I2XJfJ63ebA/TtyQ-erI3nI/AAAAAAAAP5U/nyieAW-d8f8/s1600/DSC06139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I2XJfJ63ebA/TtyQ-erI3nI/AAAAAAAAP5U/nyieAW-d8f8/s320/DSC06139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682576232895012466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G1CUDttqUbc/TtyQ9zMAEkI/AAAAAAAAP5I/1mE7zoyCc3c/s1600/DSC06140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G1CUDttqUbc/TtyQ9zMAEkI/AAAAAAAAP5I/1mE7zoyCc3c/s320/DSC06140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682576221221687874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xftJSNWqGbI/TtyQ9-a2oxI/AAAAAAAAP48/2iuzsy16Xjg/s1600/DSC06141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xftJSNWqGbI/TtyQ9-a2oxI/AAAAAAAAP48/2iuzsy16Xjg/s320/DSC06141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682576224236774162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3BltVPvmJ0/TtyQ_bKO7nI/AAAAAAAAP5s/Cu_PcQl48-g/s1600/DSC06137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3BltVPvmJ0/TtyQ_bKO7nI/AAAAAAAAP5s/Cu_PcQl48-g/s320/DSC06137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682576249131560562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some awesome paper arts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iFpd3lV9vn0/TtyPilkS6mI/AAAAAAAAP4k/Y58w1rJqS4Q/s1600/DSC06143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iFpd3lV9vn0/TtyPilkS6mI/AAAAAAAAP4k/Y58w1rJqS4Q/s320/DSC06143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682574654197394018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another Smart screen, but this was more actual educational device than for fun, so even though I wanted to go have fun with the screen and show off my artistic skillz, I couldn't and prolly decided not to anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then later we scoured the other halls to see if there were anything interesting, and came across some of these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kOfjwoQVLTw/TtyMhF_xsRI/AAAAAAAAP3Q/qPrj6IbGR_0/s1600/DSC06150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kOfjwoQVLTw/TtyMhF_xsRI/AAAAAAAAP3Q/qPrj6IbGR_0/s320/DSC06150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682571330007970066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A WRO (World Robot Organization) exhibit, showing budding Bruneian robot builders and engineers, though sadly not the robots in Real Steel like I've hoped for, but then again, you can't expect much from them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yt1Zt48vkuQ/TtyPhzynu-I/AAAAAAAAP4Y/9Q-MGGMRQPU/s1600/DSC06144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yt1Zt48vkuQ/TtyPhzynu-I/AAAAAAAAP4Y/9Q-MGGMRQPU/s320/DSC06144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682574640835705826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gt56bpKaZm8/TtyPhtcQYPI/AAAAAAAAP4M/ZIeLPsDxlrg/s1600/DSC06145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gt56bpKaZm8/TtyPhtcQYPI/AAAAAAAAP4M/ZIeLPsDxlrg/s320/DSC06145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682574639131287794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XiLwK3HtYTE/TtyPhcZVzyI/AAAAAAAAP4A/kZEJiqnbe7c/s1600/DSC06146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XiLwK3HtYTE/TtyPhcZVzyI/AAAAAAAAP4A/kZEJiqnbe7c/s320/DSC06146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682574634555658018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-62LJ3VzVJws/TtyMiKSq0VI/AAAAAAAAP3o/VX9ITTHfEr4/s1600/DSC06148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-62LJ3VzVJws/TtyMiKSq0VI/AAAAAAAAP3o/VX9ITTHfEr4/s320/DSC06148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682571348340822354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wfmmc49G6zo/TtyMhrLZ9uI/AAAAAAAAP3c/vi1_6aDIVcY/s1600/DSC06149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wfmmc49G6zo/TtyMhrLZ9uI/AAAAAAAAP3c/vi1_6aDIVcY/s320/DSC06149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682571339988858594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some DIY robots that you can build on your own, though the end results weren't as impressive as I would've wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YIcyS8_e9uE/TtyLg_sMYpI/AAAAAAAAP20/lBeEkP1h_2k/s1600/DSC06152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YIcyS8_e9uE/TtyLg_sMYpI/AAAAAAAAP20/lBeEkP1h_2k/s320/DSC06152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682570228803592850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few kids checking out the area and learning the ropes about robot-building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dk58cdFWnIY/TtyMgzkaoXI/AAAAAAAAP3E/WXu0Nxc8kCg/s1600/DSC06151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dk58cdFWnIY/TtyMgzkaoXI/AAAAAAAAP3E/WXu0Nxc8kCg/s320/DSC06151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682571325061374322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bqFw3p0Bq2Q/TtyMiikVwrI/AAAAAAAAP30/CUTrLRBPkTI/s1600/DSC06147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bqFw3p0Bq2Q/TtyMiikVwrI/AAAAAAAAP30/CUTrLRBPkTI/s320/DSC06147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682571354857390770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nLMkNRzJyM8/TtyLf0JpstI/AAAAAAAAP2s/-inkOwg-RGM/s1600/DSC06153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nLMkNRzJyM8/TtyLf0JpstI/AAAAAAAAP2s/-inkOwg-RGM/s320/DSC06153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682570208526054098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0YWDwqRCcwc/TtyLfWrAj8I/AAAAAAAAP2c/CI_1W_6u1gg/s1600/DSC06155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0YWDwqRCcwc/TtyLfWrAj8I/AAAAAAAAP2c/CI_1W_6u1gg/s320/DSC06155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682570200612900802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JWUK_PSiJEw/TtyLfCDfmEI/AAAAAAAAP2M/6ZUkT1JHy0Q/s1600/DSC06157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JWUK_PSiJEw/TtyLfCDfmEI/AAAAAAAAP2M/6ZUkT1JHy0Q/s320/DSC06157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682570195078453314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lvq0RLBh0Dg/TtyLezik0lI/AAAAAAAAP2E/LcxbqAsR7OY/s1600/DSC06158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lvq0RLBh0Dg/TtyLezik0lI/AAAAAAAAP2E/LcxbqAsR7OY/s320/DSC06158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682570191182287442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aZWbmx5JZtc/TtyKPfSkr3I/AAAAAAAAP18/20fuvuSKrHA/s1600/DSC06159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aZWbmx5JZtc/TtyKPfSkr3I/AAAAAAAAP18/20fuvuSKrHA/s320/DSC06159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682568828536794994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L1LSf5UsEuw/TtyKOzk3E1I/AAAAAAAAP1w/xRc8kJxXDDg/s1600/DSC06160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L1LSf5UsEuw/TtyKOzk3E1I/AAAAAAAAP1w/xRc8kJxXDDg/s320/DSC06160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682568816802337618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c3_b67hHQYk/TtyKOuIPrzI/AAAAAAAAP1g/a3cfsEiFA3A/s1600/DSC06161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c3_b67hHQYk/TtyKOuIPrzI/AAAAAAAAP1g/a3cfsEiFA3A/s320/DSC06161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682568815340138290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jGtp9e030Mw/TtyKOAwy6WI/AAAAAAAAP1Y/Wp1WfWZqHTQ/s1600/DSC06162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jGtp9e030Mw/TtyKOAwy6WI/AAAAAAAAP1Y/Wp1WfWZqHTQ/s320/DSC06162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682568803162188130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y46EOSdLe-o/TtyKN_6E6HI/AAAAAAAAP1I/fda0mRP_H9w/s1600/DSC06163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y46EOSdLe-o/TtyKN_6E6HI/AAAAAAAAP1I/fda0mRP_H9w/s320/DSC06163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682568802932680818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-raT5kLwVim0/TtyJfM5I-aI/AAAAAAAAP08/eKybNioFtpM/s1600/DSC06164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-raT5kLwVim0/TtyJfM5I-aI/AAAAAAAAP08/eKybNioFtpM/s320/DSC06164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682567998964562338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Obstacle courses and driving tracks to program the robot cars to learn and pass through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We then went into a small exhibit fair where there are brain teasers for kids. It only cost $3 per entry, and it's the only way to get my buddy to join me, so it was my treat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-agBioQ8psHU/TtyJeZQSJjI/AAAAAAAAP0w/cHFdeKqlByQ/s1600/DSC06165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-agBioQ8psHU/TtyJeZQSJjI/AAAAAAAAP0w/cHFdeKqlByQ/s320/DSC06165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682567985102988850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mRd4_NNb0Eg/TtyJd3nq4-I/AAAAAAAAP0k/PD-cccvPKSc/s1600/DSC06167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mRd4_NNb0Eg/TtyJd3nq4-I/AAAAAAAAP0k/PD-cccvPKSc/s320/DSC06167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682567976074273762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The old school magic trick of having a head on a silver platter, though unfortunately due to lighting, you pretty much give away the illusion. Didn't stop us from trying though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B1NPBSWtMaI/TtyJdpo-eCI/AAAAAAAAP0Y/aURgnlZiI90/s1600/DSC06168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B1NPBSWtMaI/TtyJdpo-eCI/AAAAAAAAP0Y/aURgnlZiI90/s320/DSC06168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682567972321654818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some cool optical illusions set out for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OZvKCczPy0o/TtyJdQLzPEI/AAAAAAAAP0M/Yo70rU_6w8w/s1600/DSC06169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OZvKCczPy0o/TtyJdQLzPEI/AAAAAAAAP0M/Yo70rU_6w8w/s320/DSC06169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682567965488397378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the toughest optical illusion that we had to crack. Can you find the hidden tiger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KApKOHxw8fE/TtyIYMhin-I/AAAAAAAAPz0/qbwrm0JCVRM/s1600/DSC06171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KApKOHxw8fE/TtyIYMhin-I/AAAAAAAAPz0/qbwrm0JCVRM/s320/DSC06171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682566779094867938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zXEJ5jJJikE/TtyIXi_w0xI/AAAAAAAAPzo/WoDa8A2C5EA/s1600/DSC06172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zXEJ5jJJikE/TtyIXi_w0xI/AAAAAAAAPzo/WoDa8A2C5EA/s320/DSC06172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682566767947338514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40B6u8eseWI/TtyIYZa-CAI/AAAAAAAAP0E/EmxLUQiHEBo/s1600/DSC06170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40B6u8eseWI/TtyIYZa-CAI/AAAAAAAAP0E/EmxLUQiHEBo/s320/DSC06170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682566782556964866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PQXsDAIHrfk/TtyHDj-sesI/AAAAAAAAPxs/sbY5la1Dk2A/s1600/DSC06182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PQXsDAIHrfk/TtyHDj-sesI/AAAAAAAAPxs/sbY5la1Dk2A/s320/DSC06182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682565325102283458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B0izYbE0kVE/TtyHDPKzPLI/AAAAAAAAPxg/iKE-_B_nx7M/s1600/DSC06183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B0izYbE0kVE/TtyHDPKzPLI/AAAAAAAAPxg/iKE-_B_nx7M/s320/DSC06183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682565319515913394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-knucIxB1_M8/TtyHC36j5tI/AAAAAAAAPxU/8YJOJ1Z_3Mw/s1600/DSC06184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-knucIxB1_M8/TtyHC36j5tI/AAAAAAAAPxU/8YJOJ1Z_3Mw/s320/DSC06184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682565313273784018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EdL3D7CMhuE/TtyGFb7BHvI/AAAAAAAAPw4/ouT6iwXCJok/s1600/DSC06186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EdL3D7CMhuE/TtyGFb7BHvI/AAAAAAAAPw4/ouT6iwXCJok/s320/DSC06186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682564257787485938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gXH6f-dEqQU/TtyGFMkTvRI/AAAAAAAAPww/6ppyEjqSuTk/s1600/DSC06187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gXH6f-dEqQU/TtyGFMkTvRI/AAAAAAAAPww/6ppyEjqSuTk/s320/DSC06187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682564253665705234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AbVqZpPBrow/TtyGElP0j8I/AAAAAAAAPwk/goSLhTXO1jk/s1600/DSC06188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AbVqZpPBrow/TtyGElP0j8I/AAAAAAAAPwk/goSLhTXO1jk/s320/DSC06188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682564243110793154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmEbYqS164s/TtyGERU11YI/AAAAAAAAPwY/gK0CKeaQ3-0/s1600/DSC06189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmEbYqS164s/TtyGERU11YI/AAAAAAAAPwY/gK0CKeaQ3-0/s320/DSC06189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682564237763138946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LrdZ1XExWHY/TtyGFaiZn7I/AAAAAAAAPxI/XberHvbtgXs/s1600/DSC06185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LrdZ1XExWHY/TtyGFaiZn7I/AAAAAAAAPxI/XberHvbtgXs/s320/DSC06185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682564257415798706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-chmqxk1fLYw/TtyFJQa2loI/AAAAAAAAPv4/O43LZ8ufrWw/s1600/DSC06191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-chmqxk1fLYw/TtyFJQa2loI/AAAAAAAAPv4/O43LZ8ufrWw/s320/DSC06191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682563223907636866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5VF6RinnC-0/TtyFJfFRqaI/AAAAAAAAPwE/KhiBovYSnug/s1600/DSC06190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5VF6RinnC-0/TtyFJfFRqaI/AAAAAAAAPwE/KhiBovYSnug/s320/DSC06190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682563227843668386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few other optical illusions that makes my eyes go koo-koo just staring at the picture itself @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D7kScfp0GZc/TtyIXO3IBqI/AAAAAAAAPzc/e8zNmoE65So/s1600/DSC06173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D7kScfp0GZc/TtyIXO3IBqI/AAAAAAAAPzc/e8zNmoE65So/s320/DSC06173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682566762542401186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tRAG3gN0T10/TtyIWjP93cI/AAAAAAAAPzQ/jGRYciH8u2Q/s1600/DSC06174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tRAG3gN0T10/TtyIWjP93cI/AAAAAAAAPzQ/jGRYciH8u2Q/s320/DSC06174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682566750835432898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YFyyQk0sTGE/TtyHvIwoDbI/AAAAAAAAPy0/ZIL7XlYv5Dw/s1600/DSC06176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YFyyQk0sTGE/TtyHvIwoDbI/AAAAAAAAPy0/ZIL7XlYv5Dw/s320/DSC06176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682566073709759922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gAaYw6-Xg84/TtyHuZTQICI/AAAAAAAAPyo/jH3pyV1tx2w/s1600/DSC06177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gAaYw6-Xg84/TtyHuZTQICI/AAAAAAAAPyo/jH3pyV1tx2w/s320/DSC06177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682566060970090530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VXcfbMDzcKE/TtyHuKMIkUI/AAAAAAAAPyc/uc-FVcf5xdA/s1600/DSC06178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VXcfbMDzcKE/TtyHuKMIkUI/AAAAAAAAPyc/uc-FVcf5xdA/s320/DSC06178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682566056913703234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IF5yyF-Jng4/TtyHuAYG2BI/AAAAAAAAPyQ/aGZKJTEvO9A/s1600/DSC06179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IF5yyF-Jng4/TtyHuAYG2BI/AAAAAAAAPyQ/aGZKJTEvO9A/s320/DSC06179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682566054279567378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4i6aHchU1AU/TtyHvXQy8jI/AAAAAAAAPy8/2lE2KxGro9w/s1600/DSC06175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4i6aHchU1AU/TtyHvXQy8jI/AAAAAAAAPy8/2lE2KxGro9w/s320/DSC06175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682566077602787890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HyTQOH-YpTg/TtyHEYO2JiI/AAAAAAAAPx4/k55r2akrthI/s1600/DSC06181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HyTQOH-YpTg/TtyHEYO2JiI/AAAAAAAAPx4/k55r2akrthI/s320/DSC06181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682565339128669730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IDMuqmvJU18/TtyHEgqJ4nI/AAAAAAAAPyE/9WnWzMM_3zU/s1600/DSC06180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IDMuqmvJU18/TtyHEgqJ4nI/AAAAAAAAPyE/9WnWzMM_3zU/s320/DSC06180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682565341390692978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some animal models exhibits, courtesy of either Sunlit or its competitor, which are basically mildly impressive styrofoam arts, and some facts and FAQ and Did-You-Knows about the animals where you are given a bunch of questionnaires at the entrance of the fair and you had to hunt for the answers within the facts for some sort of lucky draw. In fact, some other bio facts not involved with those animal displays were even stuck about the floor. It was fun, more or less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5nSzVuSvh6U/TtyFI2G-xiI/AAAAAAAAPvw/CRXMrSfLvb4/s1600/DSC06192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5nSzVuSvh6U/TtyFI2G-xiI/AAAAAAAAPvw/CRXMrSfLvb4/s320/DSC06192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682563216844965410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_z43SGvWMzM/TtyFIRBjNGI/AAAAAAAAPvk/TY4eirnhK14/s1600/DSC06193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_z43SGvWMzM/TtyFIRBjNGI/AAAAAAAAPvk/TY4eirnhK14/s320/DSC06193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682563206890075234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were also a mirror maze for us to go into, and we were offered gloves so we don't hurt ourselves if we bang our hands onto the mirror and break it and get ourselves hurt (not that I want to have 7 years times infinity of bad luck neways, what with the mirrors everywhere). It was interesting to go around those mirrors, reminding me of the old creepy pasta or superstitions about having mirrors put together to form an infinity loop that might invoke spirits or something, but the lights on the floor were a little...well, epileptic, sorta. If they kept it on, that's fine, but it flickers every few minutes and if you have a tendecy for epileptic seizures, this is definitely not the right place to go in to, and it's a bit small too but with the amount of room they have, I can't blame them for not being able to do much. A bit creepy, but it was quite fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xTztHHD3X5I/TtyFINCbx9I/AAAAAAAAPvY/aX2fdOTuHWo/s1600/DSC06194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xTztHHD3X5I/TtyFINCbx9I/AAAAAAAAPvY/aX2fdOTuHWo/s320/DSC06194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682563205820041170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Final shot of my buddy deciding to sodomize a model gorilla -__-;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, it's a pretty good expo, given that the tech side wasn't so much fun, but the others were pretty intriguing, to say the least. I also have taken some videos, so you can go check it out &lt;a href="http://blackgargievideotopia.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-4397479431943408935?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/4397479431943408935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=4397479431943408935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/4397479431943408935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/4397479431943408935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/12/another-tech-fair-in-da-howze.html' title='Another Tech Fair in da Howze'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0uhi0eeN9s/TtyV3QDFoUI/AAAAAAAAQA8/QKRLydE0Vi0/s72-c/DSC06097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-2294305323792238746</id><published>2011-12-05T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T07:29:14.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucid Dreaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7LZLVX-sJ1Q/TkCI4y5c4AI/AAAAAAAAAkg/2LMP9T1PPiA/s1600/Day-Dreaming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 359px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7LZLVX-sJ1Q/TkCI4y5c4AI/AAAAAAAAAkg/2LMP9T1PPiA/s1600/Day-Dreaming.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had another few odd dreams few nights ago that can consider slightly lucid of sorts, and I just had to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't remember much about the first dream, only that I was at my dad's place in the bedroom but my dad is not there, but my mom and my grandma (I think) was there. Then there was a sudden infestation of bugs, snakes and lizard, and the bugs were HUGE, and seem to have some sort of sentient thought or something, and some of them were on my back. And when we got the bugs out of the house and shut the window and then suddenly the bed was filled with snakes and lizards and whatever reptile species there was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I remember trying to throw out a snake somewhere, and the snake was almost going to bite and stuff, then a sort of chameleon was at my feet and it keeps following me wherever I go and I try to lure it to the room where my mom is and close the door but it was really ghosting me and everything and I actually jumped to avoid it when I try to slam the door at it and it was still coming towards me and apparently when I jumped, it reflected on my body and I sorta jumped myself awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recent dream I had this morning had to do with me staying back at some sort of school doing a so-called project, but it's more like staying back illegally to do some sort of ghost hunting or scandal hunting or whatever because I remember having to hide with my fellow friends from whom we think might be the patroller of the school and was relieved to see that it was just our extra friends who came in late, and I remember actually calling home to my mom (I think it's mom, feels like her but at the same time no) telling her I'll be home late for that 'project' I'm working on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I think I went home or something, and the scene seemed to switch to me being in some sort of a Malcolm in the Middle moment and I think I remember arguing with Malcolm's mom and had a brawl that involved trying to hit her but didn't work, then tried to pinch her as hard as I can to hurt her, but ended up making her feel good as if what I was giving her was a massage or something. Then we ended up in the bedroom with Malcolm and his bros complaining about the mom (prolly we were grounded or something), and then somehow we ended up talking about the Sidek Bros comic collection we had, and I was telling him that I don't collect them anymore because the art has gotten worse, and he had the full collection or something, which somehow later down the art, it actually got better again and I ended up considering whether or not I should recollect them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I dunno why but somehow, I ended up merging Malcolm's world into the Sidek Bros world, then I saw Bun running off with his friends to some sort of big event or situation, and I suddenly worried for him and tell Malcolm and his bros to stay behind while I chase after him, and I ended up in some sort of situation where I somehow had a torchlight and I had to shine it everywhere and the light will guide me to where I have to go, and I was shouting his name "BUN! BUN!" like my life depends on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow as I ran, I ended up running into some sort of funeral procession that looks Asian, but I couldn't tell what sort of Asian was this. I just weave around them and they all look so realistic, not dream-like. I can tell somehow that this is a dream, sorta, but it looked almost like it was real, it was real life and it was happening before me. I continued to run about shouting Bun's name trying to look for him, and I finally ended up at a procession that looked Malay of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I could feel myself waking up, I could feel my surroundings and the feel of the bed and the pillow below my head and the blanket around my body. But I didn't want to wake up, I wanted to find Bun. I willed myself to go back to sleep, to return to this world, and for a brief moment I managed to stay in the dream world for a few seconds (in dream world, according to Inception concept, could've been minutes), and I somehow approached this guy who is the head of the procession and asked him if he saw Bun, and he was asking me if I was the girl whom was adopted by the Sidek family (as if it started to move into the plot where my Sidek Bros doujin I drew in high school came in) and asked if I came from the other world. As if he knew I came from the waking world! How weird is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I felt myself slipping back to the waking world, and I willed myself to stay in the dream for another few more minutes and suddenly I was approached by Bun's dad and he was telling me that he adopted me so that I can become Adan's bride (he is the village idiot in the original comics) and that I should give up fantasizing on Bun, and the last thing I remembered was protesting, saying that I'm not going to marry a village idiot. That's when I officially woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno whether to call that an inception moment or a lucid dreaming moment, because for a while there, it felt really real to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-2294305323792238746?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/2294305323792238746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=2294305323792238746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/2294305323792238746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/2294305323792238746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/12/lucid-dreaming.html' title='Lucid Dreaming'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7LZLVX-sJ1Q/TkCI4y5c4AI/AAAAAAAAAkg/2LMP9T1PPiA/s72-c/Day-Dreaming.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-1713550013927035209</id><published>2011-12-04T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T02:19:34.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm A Viking! LOL</title><content type='html'>Tried &lt;a href="http://www.thequarter.org/Media/VikingName.php"&gt;this quiz&lt;/a&gt; for fun. Here's my results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Your Viking Name is...&lt;/h1&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: center; font: bold 24pt Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,Helv,sans-serif;"&gt;     Jódís Fairthews   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;p class="noindent"&gt;&lt;span class="smaller"&gt;(Well, actually, that wouldn't &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;  be your name -- since you're female, your name would be something like  "Jódís Björnsdottir".  But this is the twenty-first century, and you  want to be known for who &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; are, not for who your father was, right?  Right.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="noindent"&gt;     &lt;b&gt;Your Viking Personality: &lt;/b&gt;The tougher Vikings might let you on  the boat, but generally only when they need ballast.  You have a thirst  for battle -- unfortunately, you're not terribly good at it. You  probably know which end of a sword to hold, but you're not a fearsome  fighter by any stretch of the imagination.   &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="noindent"&gt; You would have a very tough time making a long sea voyage in a Viking  longboat. Other Vikings would consider you "one of the guys" if you were  a guy.  (But even though you're a woman, they still think you're all  right.)   &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="noindent"&gt; You have a fairly pragmatic attitude towards life, and tend not to  expend effort in areas where it would be wasted. Due to your  gregariousness, you don't strike fear into the hearts of your victims.  Try to be a little more surly in the future.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-1713550013927035209?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/1713550013927035209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=1713550013927035209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/1713550013927035209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/1713550013927035209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-viking-lol.html' title='I&apos;m A Viking! LOL'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-157904413554547216</id><published>2011-12-03T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T21:08:24.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Kind of Yaoi Fan Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tried this quiz for fun, and this is my result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizilla.teennick.com/user_images/K/Ka/1055736223_OrigYao.jpg" alt="1055736223_OrigYao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Original Yaoi Fan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You  are the most common type of Yaoi fangirl to be found.  Hearing a show  has Yaoi in it is enough to make you watch it, even if it's between two  fairly un-important characters.    You also probably have a healthy  collection of doujinshi and untranslated yaoi magazines stashed under  your bed. You don't care if you can't read it.  It's guys having sex!   But...nothing blatantly pornographic. That's in bad taste.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wanna try? Go &lt;a href="http://quizilla.teennick.com/quizzes/978019/what-kind-of-yaoi-fan-are-you"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-157904413554547216?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/157904413554547216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=157904413554547216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/157904413554547216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/157904413554547216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-kind-of-yaoi-fan-are-you.html' title='What Kind of Yaoi Fan Are You?'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-2979498520478543880</id><published>2011-11-28T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T06:36:01.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Heart-Breaking Sight</title><content type='html'>Was a little down just now. No, not physically down, more like emotionally down, coz I saw something last night that I couldnt do anything about and it brought back old wounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we had BBQ for dinner, and as usual we invited some friends, and my 2nd sis in law and her family joined in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember I said in my previous journals that she's quite the bitch sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she was being a bitch to her own 4 year old daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to record a movie channel from the satellite cable, but her daughter was watching cartoons, so she told her that she wanted to switch for just a moment so she can record the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's understandable that the little girl would protest a little, but she only frowned just a little bit, she didn't even complain, and the mother saw her frown and shouted at her, "Don't gimme tht face, you brat! Stop being such a spoiled brat! You're always giving me that attitude!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there and she was scolding her like I wasn't there, like she doesn't care whether she embarrasses her kid or not. Then she told her to "sit your ass on tht sofa or I'll smack you!" and did the threatening hand gesture. I saw the look on the little girl's face. She was terrified and she flinched like as if she was going to be hit by a mallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That little girl was born premature and is born with a hole in the heart and going to have a major heart surgery next year. She's a sick girl and can't run or jump too long without going out of breath or turn blue in the face and hands. She cant cry too hard or too much either or she would go blue and would cough until she cannot catch her breath, and she's treating her like she's not her daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves her sons more than she loves her.  That's right, I said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I was there, I saw the whole thing happen in front of her and it didn't even faze her one bit. When she did that threatening gesture, I had to say something. I told her "Hey, that's enough. You got your channel already, leave it", then she switched back to the cartoon channel for her and stomped off, leaving that little girl to cry like anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to scream at her, to shout at her to stop being such a bitch to her own sick daughter, but I didn't want to start a scene on a nice BBQ night because I know she would scream and yell at me to mind my own fucking business and her husband, who's no limp noodle either, would back her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can she do this to such a sick little girl? I mean if this is how she behaves in front of people, imagine what she's doing to her in the privacy of their home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say it brought back old wounds, it's coz it reminded me of myself with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to tell what I saw to either of my in-laws, but either my dad-in-law will say, "That's how she is, just forget about it" or my mom-in-law will start a fight with her and subsequently my sis in law will start a fight with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby and I had to comfort the poor little girl, it was heartbreaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish we two could adopt her, I'd totally treat her right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything good, they would let the eldest son have it, and needless to say they pamper their youngest son like no tomorrow. What about her? Kicked to the curb like nothing. Her bro is allowed to bully her, and says to people who sees that she deserved because she started it, when in fact it was not the case, and if she ever made the bro cry, she would be bombarded like anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I would outright say it to my in-laws "If she hates her so much, give her to me, I'll treat her right"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They KNOW she's a sick girl and they KNOW one wrong move and she'll keel ovr, but do they give a fuck? NO~! If they cant even let her just so much as frown, sooner or later they wont even let her express herself, or show any emotion, and she'll grow up with a poker face or worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, while we comforted the little girl, my sis in law cooled off and came back to lecture her. She told her "You know why I'm mad? Coz you never do as you're told and you're always having attitude. Don't even put that face at your dad, you know your dad gets angry and hates it if you do that, understand?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the dad also do that! It makes me even more fearful for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's next? Bruises and cuts? Scars? Whip marks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, it's like history replaying right in front of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really breaks my heart to see this. It really did. I couldn't stop thinking about last night and almost couldn't sleep. When I told this to my hubby just now, I ended up crying for her. It was that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what she had to go through everyday? Is this what she has to face for the rest of her life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really fear for her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-2979498520478543880?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/2979498520478543880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=2979498520478543880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/2979498520478543880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/2979498520478543880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/heart-breaking-sight.html' title='A Heart-Breaking Sight'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-7343603254174952907</id><published>2011-11-24T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T00:25:50.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pony Personality Test</title><content type='html'>I took this test for the hell of it when I saw someone did it in dA, and this is what I got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bronyland.com/pony-personality-test/?q=Mjg5MXwzODk1MQ%21%21"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bronyland.com/images/quiz/banner_rarity.jpg" alt="Rarity" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OK...Seriously?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div class="personality_result_text_body"&gt;&lt;div class="quiz_result_text_small"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="quiz_result_text_small"&gt;Full personality description:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;You  have a knack for drama and overexaggerating things, as well as doing  whatever you can to keep from getting your hooves dirty. But, putting  that aside, you're also very self-conscious about yourself, are  generally very polite (unless someone deserves a little of your  attitude), and have impecable manners and sense of style.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Just because you delight in being the center of everyone's attention  doesn't mean you give no attention in turn. You're incredibly generous,  showering your friends with gifts, spending time with them and doing fun  things like shopping and makeovers, and doing everything in your power  to help elevate your friends' self-worth. Even though a friend may be  more popular than you, you are still willing to help them out with their  success, hoping that you'll get your piece of the pie in turn.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;You have a tendency to be overly obsessive over small details,  sometimes worrying too much about them rather than looking at the whole  picture. Your attention to detail does come in handy at times, though.  You also loooooove fashion, style, and looking as good as any pony can  be! Whatever it takes to look as classy and elegant as possible — that's  your motto, because you care how other ponies see you, and want to make  sure that your impression is the one that stands out the most.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-7343603254174952907?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/7343603254174952907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=7343603254174952907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/7343603254174952907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/7343603254174952907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/pony-personality-test.html' title='Pony Personality Test'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-8778859874840911780</id><published>2011-11-19T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T08:22:12.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skyline</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/5b/Skyline_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 444px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/5b/Skyline_Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I downloaded this movie to try and see how bad it is like everyone said it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Plot"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Plot"&gt;Plot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;Jarrod (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eric_Balfour" title="Eric Balfour"&gt;Eric Balfour&lt;/a&gt;), an artist, and his girlfriend Elaine (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scottie_Thompson" title="Scottie Thompson"&gt;Scottie Thompson&lt;/a&gt;) have flown to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Los_Angeles" title="Los Angeles"&gt;Los Angeles&lt;/a&gt; for Jarrod's best friend Terry's (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Donald_Faison" title="Donald Faison"&gt;Donald Faison&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Birthday_party_%28event%29" title="Birthday party (event)" class="mw-redirect"&gt;birthday party&lt;/a&gt;. They spend the night celebrating with Terry's girlfriend, Candice (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brittany_Daniel" title="Brittany Daniel"&gt;Brittany Daniel&lt;/a&gt;), and his assistant, Denise (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crystal_Reed" title="Crystal Reed"&gt;Crystal Reed&lt;/a&gt;). During the party, one of Terry's employees, Ray (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neil_Hopkins" title="Neil Hopkins"&gt;Neil Hopkins&lt;/a&gt;), welcomes Jarrod to L.A., thinking he has moved there to join Terry's &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special_effects" title="Special effects" class="mw-redirect"&gt;special effects&lt;/a&gt; company. During a private argument about whether or not they should move to L.A., Elaine reveals that she is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pregnancy" title="Pregnancy"&gt;pregnant&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Early  the next morning, bright blue lights descend from the sky,  entrancing  anyone who looks at them. The light turns their eyes milky  white and  makes blood vessels stand out on the skin. Captive in the  light,  immobilized humans are taken up by the machines. Ray suffers this  fate,  but Jarrod is saved when Terry tackles him. Jarrod returns to  normal  shortly after. He and Terry decide to investigate the light from  the  roof of the highrise, where they see several alien ships descend  over  the blue lights and vacuum up thousands of entranced people. Locked  out  on the roof, they are almost captured by flying machines, but  Elaine  opens the door from inside. She is temporarily mesmerized, but  Jarrod  saves her.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Back in the apartment Jarrod argues that open water would be a safer place than Terry's &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Condo" title="Condo" class="mw-redirect"&gt;condo&lt;/a&gt;   since there are no machines over the sea, so they attempt to reach the   marina by car, splitting into two groups: Terry and Denise in one car,   Candice, Jarrod, and Elaine in the other. On the way out they meet an   arguing couple, Colin (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/J._Paul_Boehmer" title="J. Paul Boehmer"&gt;J. Paul Boehmer&lt;/a&gt;)   and Jen (Tanya Newbould), also attempting to flee the building.  Terry's  car is the first to leave, but is stomped flat in the exit by a  massive  walking lifeform. Denise is killed, but Terry escapes. As he  attempts  to flee into the garage, he is abducted. The survivors flee  into the  garage where they encounter a squid-like lifeform and it takes  Colin. It  corners the rest of the group, then suddenly the building's  concierge,  Oliver (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Zayas" title="David Zayas"&gt;David Zayas&lt;/a&gt;),   slams into it with an SUV. Colin is still alive inside the 'squid.' As   Jen and Oliver attempt to free him, the machine comes to life again,   sucks out Colin's brain, which glows blue, and inserts the organ into   its head. As the five flee back into the building, Jen is quickly   abducted.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The next day, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States_Air_Force" title="United States Air Force"&gt;United States Air Force&lt;/a&gt; launches an attack on the spaceships using &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Northrop_Grumman_X-47B" title="Northrop Grumman X-47B"&gt;X-47B&lt;/a&gt; with a fighter screen of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Predator_drone" title="Predator drone" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Predator_drone&lt;/a&gt; aircraft armed with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/AMRAAM" title="AMRAAM" class="mw-redirect"&gt;AMRAAM&lt;/a&gt;   missiles. Only one X-47B gets through, and shoots a nuclear tipped   missile at the mothership just as it is destroyed. The detonation rips   the ship apart and it falls, but as the mushroom cloud later clears it   then slowly begins to repair itself. After telling only Elaine that the   mesmerizing light made him feel powerful and that he still has that   power, Jarrod becomes adamant that safety must be found outside. Oliver   wants to stay in and tries to restrain him. Jarrod's eyes turn milky  and  his veins start to show again: he lifts Oliver off the floor   one-handed. He vows that no one will stop him from protecting his   family.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Military helicopters come in and insert squads of  soldiers in  multicam uniforms. Jarrod and Elaine go to the roof hoping  to ride a  helicopter to safety. Oliver and Candice still hide in the  penthouse,  but they are found. Candice accidentally exposes herself to  the blue  light and is absorbed; Oliver sacrifices himself and attempts  to kill an  alien (It is later revealed that it was simply burnt badly).  The army  is thrown off the roof by the aliens and one of the small   machine/lifeforms attacks Jarrod and Elaine. Together, they kill it, but   with Jarrod badly hurt, both are hopelessly trapped when the aliens   have defeated the military and begin approaching them. Resigned to their   fate, they look up into the blue light, embrace and are sucked up.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A brief montage shows that cities such as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_York_City" title="New York City"&gt;New York City&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/London" title="London"&gt;London&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hong_Kong" title="Hong Kong"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Las_Vegas,_Nevada" title="Las Vegas, Nevada"&gt;Las Vegas&lt;/a&gt;   have all been attacked and the aliens appear to have won. Inside the   alien spacecraft, Elaine wakes up in an eerie blue gloom on a gory pile   of lifeless human bodies. Tubes are sucking human brains into machine   husks with humanoid exterior, animating them; probes go through the pile   looking for what they can find. Elaine sees Jarrod in the pile but has   to watch helplessly as his brain is removed from his body. She herself   is spared when a probe finds that she is pregnant. Elaine is  transported  to another chamber where all the pregnant human women are  being sent  and Jarrod's brain, glowing red in all of the blue, is  inserted into a  humanoid.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Animating the alien body, Jarrod seems  to retain control, and comes  to the aid of Elaine and their unborn  child. The movie ends with a  series of still images between the credits  that depict "Jarrod"  protecting Elaine and their child from other  aliens. Eventually "Jarrod"  defeats them, picks his girlfriend up, and  runs off with her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole movie is pretty much a tentacle-rape fest. Everyone was right about this movie being really crappy. Well, it's not entirely crappy, since I can give them kudos to the special effects and the design of those tentacle aliens, but the storyline really, really, really needs some work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did enjoy one part of the movie, which are these, at 5 minutes of the end of the movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tazwliSgoDo/TpsbNxKFKeI/AAAAAAAAO20/PHPOmHfM-5s/s1600/Untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tazwliSgoDo/TpsbNxKFKeI/AAAAAAAAO20/PHPOmHfM-5s/s320/Untitled.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664150879696398818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GtAXco3d34M/TpsbNNLQPcI/AAAAAAAAO2o/cZ5gZsGim8M/s1600/Untitled2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GtAXco3d34M/TpsbNNLQPcI/AAAAAAAAO2o/cZ5gZsGim8M/s320/Untitled2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664150870037642690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qez7GIVOdCc/TpsY2pLm6DI/AAAAAAAAO2Q/_Kd8snW_I3k/s1600/Untitled4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qez7GIVOdCc/TpsY2pLm6DI/AAAAAAAAO2Q/_Kd8snW_I3k/s320/Untitled4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664148283395074098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQ9AmpvvTXw/TpsbMc7PCjI/AAAAAAAAO2c/Id5t91tQ0Tw/s1600/Untitled3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQ9AmpvvTXw/TpsbMc7PCjI/AAAAAAAAO2c/Id5t91tQ0Tw/s320/Untitled3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664150857085553202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KwxGAP2Yd20/TpsY11IHoxI/AAAAAAAAO2E/w9_NJV93h98/s1600/Untitled5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KwxGAP2Yd20/TpsY11IHoxI/AAAAAAAAO2E/w9_NJV93h98/s320/Untitled5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664148269421798162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LhgeNJkFops/TpsY0u8-cYI/AAAAAAAAO14/sv2ceX5cGP8/s1600/Untitled6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LhgeNJkFops/TpsY0u8-cYI/AAAAAAAAO14/sv2ceX5cGP8/s320/Untitled6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664148250584576386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PHUjh4v3Vik/TpsYzpUGhCI/AAAAAAAAO1s/Zgj3500C7hM/s1600/Untitled7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PHUjh4v3Vik/TpsYzpUGhCI/AAAAAAAAO1s/Zgj3500C7hM/s320/Untitled7.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664148231891092514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CmZsydPNETQ/TpsYy3yqw_I/AAAAAAAAO1g/OpsJRggOQQg/s1600/Untitled8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CmZsydPNETQ/TpsYy3yqw_I/AAAAAAAAO1g/OpsJRggOQQg/s320/Untitled8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664148218597524466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They could've just finished the entire movie plot in 15 - 20 minutes and then  proceed from this scene to how they can win this war and defeat the aliens. That would've been a nice touch, and how she overcomes her lover who had been assimilated to a huge-ass alien body, oh, that is just xenophilia heaven, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, even if you watch this, just skip all the way to the end to this scene. It's more worth it that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qez7GIVOdCc/TpsY2pLm6DI/AAAAAAAAO2Q/_Kd8snW_I3k/s1600/Untitled4.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-8778859874840911780?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/8778859874840911780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=8778859874840911780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/8778859874840911780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/8778859874840911780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/skyline.html' title='Skyline'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tazwliSgoDo/TpsbNxKFKeI/AAAAAAAAO20/PHPOmHfM-5s/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-5997231527141540317</id><published>2011-11-19T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T07:31:28.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Courage is Stronger than Steel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/22/Real_Steel_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 430px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/22/Real_Steel_Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We saw this trailer and was absolutely hyped. I mean robots! Robots beating the crap outta each other! That is gotta be some awesome shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Plot"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Plot"&gt;Plot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;In 2020, humans have been replaced by robots in boxing. Charlie Kenton (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hugh_Jackman" title="Hugh Jackman"&gt;Hugh Jackman&lt;/a&gt;)   is a former boxer who attempts to get money in illegal boxing matches   between robots to pay his debts to loan sharks. During a fight,   Charlie's robot, Ambush, is destroyed by Black Thunder, a bull belonging   to Ricky (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kevin_Durand" title="Kevin Durand"&gt;Kevin Durand&lt;/a&gt;). Having made a bet that Ambush would win, Charlie now owes Ricky $20,000, which he doesn't pay before leaving.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Charlie is informed his ex-girlfriend has died, and he has to attend a meeting to decide the fate of his preteen son Max (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dakota_Goyo" title="Dakota Goyo"&gt;Dakota Goyo&lt;/a&gt;). Max's aunt Debra (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hope_Davis" title="Hope Davis"&gt;Hope Davis&lt;/a&gt;) and uncle Marvin (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_Rebhorn" title="James Rebhorn"&gt;James Rebhorn&lt;/a&gt;)   want full custody, and Charlie gives it to them in exchange for   $100,000 from Marvin, $50,000 of it in advance, on the condition that   Charlie takes care of Max for three months, while Marvin and Debra are   away on a second honeymoon.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Charlie and Max meet with Charlie's friend Bailey Tallet (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Evangeline_Lilly" title="Evangeline Lilly"&gt;Evangeline Lilly&lt;/a&gt;),   who runs the boxing gym of her deceased father, Charlie's old coach.   There, Charlie buys a secondhand WRB league robot, the once-famous Noisy   Boy, and arranges for it to fight the illegal circuit's champion,   Midas, at a venue belonging to his friend Finn (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anthony_Mackie" title="Anthony Mackie"&gt;Anthony Mackie&lt;/a&gt;).   Partly due to his inexperience with Noisy Boy's combinations, Charlie   ends up losing control of Noisy Boy and Midas destroys it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Charlie  breaks into a junkyard with Max to steal scraps that he can  use to put  a new robot together. There, Max falls over a ledge, where he  is saved  from doom after being snagged by a lodged and buried robot  arm. After  Charlie pulls him back up, Max uncovers the entire robot,  called Atom.  On Max's insistence, Charlie takes it back to Bailey's gym,  where they  discover Atom is an obsolete Generation-2 sparring bot built  in 2014.  Atom has been designed to sustain massive damage, but is  unable to deal  out much damage itelf. Max convinces Charlie to get Atom a  fight, and  upgrades it to take vocal commands using spare parts from  Noisy Boy and  Ambush.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Charlie and Max take Atom to fight an unsanctioned  outdoor match  against a robot called Metro, and Atom wins, earning back  some of  Charlie's money. Atom's string of subsequent wins and high  speed  humanoid boxing maneuvers which are rarely seen from a robot,  attracts  the attention of a promoter from the World Robot Boxing league  (WRB),  who offers Atom a professional fight against a robot called  Twin Cities.  Charlie accepts, and Atom wins again, thanks to Charlie's  knowledge of  boxing, which allows him to locate a design flaw in Twin  Cities. Taking  advantage of Atom's subsequent novelty attention, Max  challenges WRB  champion Zeus, designed by arrogant genius Tak Mashido (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karl_Yune" title="Karl Yune"&gt;Karl Yune&lt;/a&gt;) and sponsored by rich &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Russian" title="Russian"&gt;Russian&lt;/a&gt; Farra Lemcova (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Olga_Fonda" title="Olga Fonda"&gt;Olga Fonda&lt;/a&gt;), who accepts, but first tries to buy the upstart Atom.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As  they leave the Twin Cities fight, Charlie is attacked by Ricky and  his  men, who beat him severely, assault Max and steal their money.  Feeling  guilty, Charlie returns Max to his aunt and uncle so they can  protect  him, but Bailey convinces him he can be a better father to Max.  Debra  allows him one more chance, and Charlie takes Max to the Zeus-Atom   match. Zeus severely damages Atom — while also getting injured, a first   for Zeus. In the last round of the five-round match, Atom's vocal   receptors are damaged, and Atom must fight in shadow-boxing mode,   copying Charlie's moves from the aisle. Zeus, now controlled manually by   a very furious Tak Mashido, expends energy on pummeling the defensive   Atom. After Zeus runs very low on power, Atom begins to heavily damage   Zeus, even knocking the seemingly invincible champion down once, but   doesn't win before the round ends, and the judges declare a winner on   points. They favor Zeus, but his reputation is tarnished, and Atom has   become famous as "The People's Champion".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This movie is the SHIT, dude! It's like Transformers meet Rocky. Words fail me as to how awesome this movie is. Big robots, big fights, bad-ass designs, and people who are robophilia like me? Who wouldn't go for that shit?? And I absolutely LOVE Atom! Atom is amazing. He's so cute and docile and has this quiet demeanour (nothing to do with the fact that he can't talk), and did I mention he's cute?? Ahaha, he's just like The Iron Giant in retrospect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if you love robots and you love Rocky, you'll love this movie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-5997231527141540317?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/5997231527141540317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=5997231527141540317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5997231527141540317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5997231527141540317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/courage-is-stronger-than-steel.html' title='Courage is Stronger than Steel'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-6246053649239168868</id><published>2011-11-19T06:32:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T06:33:02.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hide and Seek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/5d/Hide_and_Seek_2005_movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 429px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/5d/Hide_and_Seek_2005_movie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watched this movie a couple of times, and just thought I'd like to share it with my ratings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Plot_summary"&gt;Plot summary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;Following his discovery of the body of his wife in a bathtub after her &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suicide" title="Suicide"&gt;suicide&lt;/a&gt;, Dr. David Callaway (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_De_Niro" title="Robert De Niro"&gt;Robert De Niro&lt;/a&gt;), a psychologist working in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_York_City" title="New York City"&gt;New York City&lt;/a&gt;, decides to move with his daughter Emily (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dakota_Fanning" title="Dakota Fanning"&gt;Dakota Fanning&lt;/a&gt;) to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Upstate_New_York" title="Upstate New York"&gt;upstate New York&lt;/a&gt;.   There, Emily makes an apparently imaginary friend she calls "Charlie".   Her friendship with Charlie begins to disturb David when he discovers   their &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cat" title="Cat"&gt;cat&lt;/a&gt;   dead in the bathtub, a victim of "Charlie". Meanwhile, David suffers   from nightmares of the New Year's Eve party that occurred the night   before his wife (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amy_Irving" title="Amy Irving"&gt;Amy Irving&lt;/a&gt;) died. &lt;p&gt;When a family friend, Katherine (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Famke_Janssen" title="Famke Janssen"&gt;Famke Janssen&lt;/a&gt;),   comes to visit David and Emily, Emily reveals that she and Charlie  have  a mutual desire to upset her father. Soon, they meet a man and a  woman  who are their neighbors. David is wary of their unusual interest  in  Emily. He later discovers that the reason for this is that the  couple  had a daughter who recently died from cancer and looks like  Emily.  Later, when David visits the woman, she nervously and  ambiguously  implies that her husband has begun abusing her in response  to their  child's death, emotionally and perhaps even physically.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;David meets local woman Elizabeth (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elisabeth_Shue" title="Elisabeth Shue"&gt;Elisabeth Shue&lt;/a&gt;)   and her niece, Amy, who is roughly the same age as Emily. Hoping to   cultivate a new, healthy friendship for Emily, David sets up a playdate   for her. Amy is anxious to become friends immediately, but the playdate   is spoiled when Emily cuts up Amy's doll's face. After Amy runs out of   the house, Emily tells David that she doesn't need any more friends.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Despite  the unsuccessful playdate, David and Elizabeth hit it off.  David  invites her over to dinner one night, where Emily acts  increasingly  hostile towards her. Some time later, Elizabeth visits the  house,  hoping to make peace with Emily. When Emily tells her that she is   playing &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hide-and-seek" title="Hide-and-seek"&gt;hide-and-seek&lt;/a&gt;   with Charlie, Elizabeth indulges her by pretending to look for  Charlie.  When she opens the closet, someone bursts out and pushes  Elizabeth out a  second-story window to her death. After the police  discover her car  crashed near David's house, David asks Emily what  happened. Emily claims  Charlie caused her death and then tells David  the location of her body.  A terrified David discovers Elizabeth's body  in a bathtub full of  blood. David asks Emily where Charlie is, and  Emily tells him that  Charlie has "just left" the house.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;David,  armed with a knife, goes outside, where he meets the neighbor  who has  become friends with Emily. David assumes that his neighbor is  Charlie  and begins to act aggressively. Becoming suspicious that David  has  killed his own daughter, the neighbor asks to see Emily, but David  cuts  the neighbor with his knife. The neighbor then calls the police.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Back  in the house, David finds that, although he has been in his  study many  times (listening to his stereo and writing a journal), the  boxes were  actually never unpacked. With this, David realizes that he  has &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dissociative_identity_disorder" title="Dissociative identity disorder"&gt;split personality&lt;/a&gt;   and that Charlie is not imaginary at all, but that in fact Charlie is   David himself. Whenever it appeared David was in his study, Charlie was   actually in control. David also realizes that under his Charlie   personality, he killed his wife and then made it appear to be a suicide.   He also fully recalls the events of the New Year's Eve party the night   before his wife's death. Immediately after the countdown to midnight,   David noticed his wife slip away. He followed her and caught her having   sex in a stairwell with another guest. Charlie was created as a way  for  David's rage to destroy his wife, something that David himself was  too  decent to do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Once Charlie's identity and horrible deeds are  realized, he  completely consumes David's entire personality, leading  him to murder  the local &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sheriff" title="Sheriff"&gt;sheriff&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dylan_Baker" title="Dylan Baker"&gt;Dylan Baker&lt;/a&gt;), who came to investigate the previous altercation. Emily calls Katherine for help.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Katherine  arrives and is pushed in the basement by Charlie. David  (Charlie),  determined to play a hideous game of hide-and-seek, starts  counting;  Emily dashes and hides. She tricks Charlie and manages to lock  herself  in her room. As Charlie tries to break in, she climbs out from  the  window and runs into the cave where she originally met Charlie.   Meanwhile, Katherine takes the gun from the dead sheriff, breaks out of   the basement, and finds Charlie looking for Emily in the cave. Charlie   pretends to be David and attacks Katherine when she lowers her guard.   Emily emerges from her hiding place, begging Charlie to let Katherine   go; her distraction allows Katherine to shoot Charlie, killing him.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sometime  later, Emily is preparing for school in her new life with  Katherine.  But Emily's drawing of herself with Katherine has two heads,  suggesting  that she now also suffers from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dissociative_identity_disorder" title="Dissociative identity disorder"&gt;split personality&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;Apparently this movie has quite a number of alternate endings, which can be shown below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Endings"&gt;Endings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This film has a total of five different endings. The US theatrical release had the following ending:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Preparing  for school while living a new life with Katherine, Emily  draws a  picture of herself and Katherine, suggesting that everything is  fine.  But when the camera cuts back to Emily's drawing, Emily has two  heads.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Another four were included on the DVD released in the USA:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ending  #1: The same as the ending in the US theatre release, except  that the  drawing Emily makes of herself has only one head, suggesting  that she  is fine and does not suffer from the same disease that resulted  in the  death of both her parents.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ending #2 (this is the  ending in the International theatrical  version): Emily is shown  seemingly in a new apartment bedroom, and  Katherine's actions mirror  that of her mother's at the beginning of the  film. She reassures her  love to Emily and begins to leave the room.  Emily asks Katherine to  leave the door open, but Katherine insists she  cannot. As the door  shuts, a protected window is visible on the door.  The next cut is of  Katherine locking the door from the outside,  revealing this assumed  apartment bedroom is actually a hospital room in a  children's  psychiatric ward.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ending #3: Same as above in the  psychiatric ward. After Katherine  shuts the door, Emily gets out of bed  and does a Hide and Seek  countdown. She nears the closet, opens, and  smiles at her own reflection  in the mirror.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ending  #4: An ending similar to that in the psychiatric ward, but in  this  ending Emily is not in a ward but her new home, again playing Hide  and  Seek with her own reflection.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;An additional scene that was  planned, but never filmed, involved  David briefly regaining control of  his body as he laid dying of his  gunshot wound and embracing Emily as  he died. The producers said it  would have been a chance for David and  Emily to finally reconcile,  following their troubled relationship  throughout the film.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;According to the commentary, the directors,  screenwriters, and  producers chose the ending they did for the default  DVD and domestic  release because it gave the audience a relief at the  end of the film.  They felt the hospital room endings were too dark and  suggested that  Emily is being punished for things she did not do. After  the Emily  character is basically thrown into terror for the last 45  minutes of the  film, they felt it was time to give her an emotional  break, and the  happy ending was chosen, though it is not necessarily  'happy' as she  still draws a double head, implying that she suffers  from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dissociative_identity_disorder" title="Dissociative identity disorder"&gt;split personality&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;It's  a pretty cool movie and a surprisingly good twist to the end. I have  watch 2 of the 5 endings that existed, which is the official theatrical  ending and the #2 alternate ending. Both endings were OK, though the  alternate ending seemed to be a more predictable outcome rather than the  official ending somehow. I actually kinda liked the alternate ending  than the official.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.5/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-6246053649239168868?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/6246053649239168868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=6246053649239168868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/6246053649239168868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/6246053649239168868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/hide-and-seek.html' title='Hide and Seek'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-5479498975042857508</id><published>2011-11-19T06:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T06:32:36.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jacket</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/fe/The_Jacket_poster.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 444px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/fe/The_Jacket_poster.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heard pretty cool reviews on this movie, so I gave the DVD a try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Plot"&gt;Plot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;After miraculously recovering from a bullet wound to the head, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gulf_War" title="Gulf War"&gt;Gulf War&lt;/a&gt; veteran Jack Starks (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adrien_Brody" title="Adrien Brody"&gt;Adrien Brody&lt;/a&gt;) returns to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vermont" title="Vermont"&gt;Vermont&lt;/a&gt; in 1992, suffering from periods of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amnesia" title="Amnesia"&gt;amnesia&lt;/a&gt;.   While traveling, he sees a young girl, Jackie, and her mother in   despair from a broken down truck, he helps them and moves on. A man   driving along the same highway gives Jack a ride and they get pulled   over by the police. Suddenly Starks is found on the deserted roadside   with a dead policeman, the murder weapon, and a slug from the   policeman's gun in Starks' body. Although he testifies there was someone   else at the scene, his amnesia makes him unbelievable. Starks is found   not guilty by reason of insanity, and is incarcerated in a mental   institution.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Starks becomes subject to the experiments of Dr. Thomas Becker (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kris_Kristofferson" title="Kris Kristofferson"&gt;Kris Kristofferson&lt;/a&gt;), a psychiatrist. In December 1992 Starks is injected with an experimental drug, bound in a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Straitjacket" title="Straitjacket"&gt;straitjacket&lt;/a&gt; and placed in sensory deprivation within a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Morgue" title="Morgue"&gt;morgue&lt;/a&gt;   drawer. While in this condition, he is able to travel 15 years in the   future. He meets an older version of Jackie at a roadside diner where   she works because it is the only memory he can ever fully hold on to.   While in the future, Jackie tells him that Jack Starks died on January   1st, 1993 and so he couldn't be who he says he is. After earning her   trust, Starks goes back to the future numerous times to see her and   together they try to figure out what causes the travesty.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;With  his time running out on January 1st, 1993, Starks writes a  letter  explaining Jackie's bleak future and takes it to her mother early  that  day, warning her that she will later orphan Jackie when she falls   asleep with a cigarette and is burned to death. When he returns from   delivering the letter, Starks slips on the ice and hits his head;   bleeding profusely, he convinces the hospital workers to put him in the   jacket one last time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Starks returns to 2007, where Jackie has a  better life than in the  previous version of 2007. Reprising their  first 2007 meeting, except  this time, she's dressed in a nurse's  uniform. She sees Starks standing  in the snow and drives past him, but  backs up when she notices his head  wound. She stops and offers to take  him to the hospital where she works.  While in the car, Jackie receives a  call from her mother -- still alive  and well. They drive on, the  screen fades to white, and a voice-over  reveals that the link to the  "previous" future is not lost when Jackie  says "How much time do we  have?" and the credits start to roll.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;An  interesting concept of time-traveling and madness and the question of  whether any of this actually happened or it was just a trick of the  mind, since there have been alternate endings of him waking up in the  chamber confused as if realizing that none of it ever happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.5/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-5479498975042857508?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/5479498975042857508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=5479498975042857508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5479498975042857508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5479498975042857508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/jacket.html' title='The Jacket'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-5257290471631048394</id><published>2011-11-19T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T06:32:17.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Evolution Becomes Revolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/8/81/Rise_of_the_Planet_of_the_Apes_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 430px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/8/81/Rise_of_the_Planet_of_the_Apes_Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Plot"&gt;Plot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;Will Rodman (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_Franco" title="James Franco"&gt;James Franco&lt;/a&gt;) is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/San_Francisco" title="San Francisco"&gt;San Francisco&lt;/a&gt; scientist at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pharmaceutic" title="Pharmaceutic" class="mw-redirect"&gt;pharmaceutical&lt;/a&gt; company Gen-Sys who has been trying to develop a cure for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alzheimer%27s_disease" title="Alzheimer's disease"&gt;Alzheimer's disease&lt;/a&gt; by testing a genetically engineered &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Retrovirus" title="Retrovirus"&gt;retrovirus&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chimpanzee" title="Chimpanzee"&gt;chimpanzees&lt;/a&gt;.   The virus mutates the chimpanzees, giving them a human level of   intelligence. The most successful subject, a female chimpanzee named   Bright Eyes (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terry_Notary" title="Terry Notary"&gt;Terry Notary&lt;/a&gt;),   goes on a rampage because she believes her baby, to whom she secretly   gave birth, is threatened; she is killed disrupting a board meeting   where Will is presenting the cure. Will's boss Steven Jacobs (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Oyelowo" title="David Oyelowo"&gt;David Oyelowo&lt;/a&gt;) orders chimp handler Robert Franklin (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tyler_Labine" title="Tyler Labine"&gt;Tyler Labine&lt;/a&gt;)   to put all the test chimpanzees down; Franklin cannot bring himself to   kill the baby chimp and instead gives him to Will. His father names  him  Caesar (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andy_Serkis" title="Andy Serkis"&gt;Andy Serkis&lt;/a&gt;)   and Will raises him in his house. Caesar has inherited his mother's   high intelligence and learns and develops quickly. After three years,   Caesar has outgrown his surroundings. One day, after frightening their   neighbor Hunsiker's children and earning a cut on his leg in the   process, Will takes Caesar to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/San_Francisco_Zoo" title="San Francisco Zoo"&gt;San Francisco Zoo&lt;/a&gt; where &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Primatologist" title="Primatologist" class="mw-redirect"&gt;primatologist&lt;/a&gt; Caroline Aranha (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Freida_Pinto" title="Freida Pinto"&gt;Freida Pinto&lt;/a&gt;)   treats his injuries and is impressed how Will taught him to sign. When   she suggests that Caesar needs more open space, Will begins to   frequently take Caesar to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Redwood" title="Redwood" class="mw-redirect"&gt;redwood&lt;/a&gt; forest at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muir_Woods_National_Monument" title="Muir Woods National Monument"&gt;Muir Woods National Monument&lt;/a&gt;,   but his intelligence begins to sour him to his status as a human  "pet."  Meanwhile, Will and Caroline have begun a relationship.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Five years later, a desperate Will tests a sample of his cure on his father, Charles (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Lithgow" title="John Lithgow"&gt;John Lithgow&lt;/a&gt;),   who is suffering from Alzheimer's disease. At first, his father   improves, but eventually his immune system fights off the virus and his &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dementia" title="Dementia"&gt;dementia&lt;/a&gt;   returns. A confused Charles attempts to drive Hunsiker's car and   damages it; as Hunsiker threatens Charles and pushes him to the ground,   the onlooking Caesar attacks him. Caesar is forcibly removed from  Will's  house and held in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/San_Bruno,_California" title="San Bruno, California"&gt;San Bruno&lt;/a&gt; Primate Sanctuary run by John Landon (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brian_Cox_%28actor%29" title="Brian Cox (actor)"&gt;Brian Cox&lt;/a&gt;), where the apes are treated cruelly by the chief guard, Landon's son Dodge (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tom_Felton" title="Tom Felton"&gt;Tom Felton&lt;/a&gt;). Caesar is treated poorly by both the staff and the other apes. However, Caesar also meets Maurice (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karin_Konoval" title="Karin Konoval"&gt;Karin Konoval&lt;/a&gt;), a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Circus" title="Circus"&gt;circus&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Orangutan" title="Orangutan"&gt;orangutan&lt;/a&gt; who knows &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sign_language" title="Sign language"&gt;sign language&lt;/a&gt;   and can thereby communicate with Caesar. When Dodge brings  unauthorized  visitors into the facility, one of them gets too close to  Caesar's cage  and is grabbed by Caesar, who steals a pocket knife that  he uses to  unlock and escape his cell. Caesar then frees a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gorilla" title="Gorilla"&gt;gorilla&lt;/a&gt;, named Buck (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_Ridings" title="Richard Ridings"&gt;Richard Ridings&lt;/a&gt;), kept in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Solitary_confinement" title="Solitary confinement"&gt;solitary confinement&lt;/a&gt;;   with his grateful assistance, Caesar gains dominance over the other   apes by beating the dominant ape, Rocket (also Terry Notary).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Meanwhile,  Will creates a more powerful form of the virus to resume  treating his  father, and an excited Jacobs clears its testing on  chimpanzees.  Results from treating a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bonobo" title="Bonobo"&gt;bonobo&lt;/a&gt;   named Koba (Christopher Gordon) reveal that it strengthens the   intelligence of the apes even further. However, unbeknownst to the   scientists, it is fatal to humans: Franklin is exposed to the new virus   and begins sneezing blood. Attempting to contact Will at his home, he   accidentally sneezes on Hunsiker, and is later discovered dead in his   apartment. Will attempts to warn Jacobs against further testing, but   when Jacobs refuses, Will quits his job.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After Charles' death, a  determined Will bribes the elder Landon into  releasing Caesar into his  custody; to his shock and dismay, Caesar  refuses to leave with him.  Later, Caesar escapes from the ape facility  on his own and returns to  Will's house where he steals canisters of the  new virus and releases it  throughout the cage area, enhancing the  intelligence of all his fellow  apes. When Dodge attempts to intervene  (one point saying the iconic  quote "Keep your stinkin' paws off me, you  damn, dirty ape!"), Caesar  easily beats him down, and shocks both him  and the other apes by  shouting "No!" As Dodge attempts to escape, Caesar  electrocutes and  inadvertently kills him by spraying him with a hose as  he holds his  stun stick. (In contrast, Caesar halts the apes from  beating a more  sympathetic guard and leads him to the safety of a cage.)  The liberated  apes storm the city and release the remaining apes from  Gen-Sys, as  well as the entire &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ape" title="Ape"&gt;ape&lt;/a&gt; population from the zoo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The apes then force their way past a police blockade on the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Golden_Gate_Bridge" title="Golden Gate Bridge"&gt;Golden Gate Bridge&lt;/a&gt;,   utilizing its thick mist as a visual shield. Caesar specifically  orders  his apes to refrain from killing disarmed police; however,  Jacobs  arrives in a helicopter from which a door gunner begins shooting  apes,  specifically targeting Caesar at Jacobs' behest. The orangutans  are lead  by Maurice, some of the chimps on the ground by Rocket, the  gorillas  lead by Buck, and most of the chimps on the rails by Koba.  Buck saves  Caesar from getting shot, and sacrifices himself by leaping  onto the  helicopter, which crashes onto the bridge, killing everyone  inside  except Jacobs; he begs for Caesar's help, but he walks away,  permitting  Koba to push the helicopter into the bay below. The apes  escape into the  redwood forest; Will arrives in a stolen police car and  is attacked by  Koba, but Caesar stops him. Will warns Caesar that in  the forest humans  will hunt them down, but that he can protect him if  he returns home.  Caesar, now capable of speech, gently tells him that  "Caesar &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;  home"—with his fellow apes. The ending scene shows  the apes Caesar,  Rocket, Maurice, and other apes at the top of the  redwood trees, looking  over the San Francisco bay.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the post-credit sequence, Hunsiker, an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Airline_pilot" title="Airline pilot" class="mw-redirect"&gt;airline pilot&lt;/a&gt;,   arrives at work sneezing blood. The scene zooms onto a filled   flight-status display board emphasizing New York, then fades into a   stylized flight map animated with blooming trajectories throughout the   world, implying the spread of a global pandemic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Been  looking forward to this movie ever since I watched the trailer, and it  definitely delivered. I'm surprised that no one really likes Planet of  the Apes (I, for one, enjoyed it), but this prequel definitely surpassed  its predecessor like magic, especially when the ape is played by the  genius Andy Serkis, the man behind super realistic walk-on-all-fours  motion capture since his role as Gollum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised Tom  Felton (amongst other pretty famous stars throughout the movie) was in  there, his American accent was pretty impressive but sadly he seemed to  unable to escape his bad boy stereotype somehow and ended up getting  killed for it, LOL. And the part where Caesar suddenly yell "NO~!" at  him, woah, that was epic. I think the entire cinema just went silent for  5 seconds flat before we were laughing and whooping with awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  movie that exceeded my expectations and a must-watch, a heartwarming  movie of the friendship between a man and his distant 'cousin' and the  journey to self-discovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-5257290471631048394?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/5257290471631048394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=5257290471631048394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5257290471631048394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5257290471631048394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/when-evolution-becomes-revolution.html' title='When Evolution Becomes Revolution'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-6583332233510088127</id><published>2011-11-19T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T06:30:52.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Avenger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/37/Captain_America_The_First_Avenger_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 468px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/37/Captain_America_The_First_Avenger_poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Plot"&gt;Plot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;In  the present day, scientists in the Arctic uncover a circular  object  with a red, white and blue motif. In March 1942, Nazi officer &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red_Skull" title="Red Skull"&gt;Johann Schmidt&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hugo_Weaving" title="Hugo Weaving"&gt;Hugo Weaving&lt;/a&gt;) and his men invade &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/T%C3%B8nsberg" title="Tønsberg"&gt;Tønsberg&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Norway" title="Norway"&gt;Norway&lt;/a&gt;, to steal a mysterious &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tesseract" title="Tesseract"&gt;tesseract&lt;/a&gt; possessing untold powers. In New York City, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Captain_America" title="Captain America"&gt;Steve Rogers&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chris_Evans_%28actor%29" title="Chris Evans (actor)"&gt;Chris Evans&lt;/a&gt;)   is rejected for World War II military duty due to various health and   physical issues. While attending an exhibition of future technologies   with his friend &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bucky" title="Bucky"&gt;Bucky Barnes&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sebastian_Stan" title="Sebastian Stan"&gt;Sebastian Stan&lt;/a&gt;), Rogers again attempts to enlist. Having overheard Rogers' conversation with Barnes about wanting to help in the war, Dr. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abraham_Erskine" title="Abraham Erskine" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Abraham Erskine&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stanley_Tucci" title="Stanley Tucci"&gt;Stanley Tucci&lt;/a&gt;) allows Rogers to enlist. He is recruited as part of a "super-soldier" experiment under Erskine, Colonel Chester Phillips (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tommy_Lee_Jones" title="Tommy Lee Jones"&gt;Tommy Lee Jones&lt;/a&gt;), and British agent Peggy Carter (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hayley_Atwell" title="Hayley Atwell"&gt;Hayley Atwell&lt;/a&gt;).   Phillips is unconvinced of Erskine's claims that Rogers is the right   person for the procedure but relents after seeing Rogers commit an act   of self-sacrificing bravery. The night before the treatment, Erskine   reveals to Rogers that Schmidt underwent an imperfect version of the   treatment, and suffered side-effects.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In Europe, Schmidt and Dr. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arnim_Zola" title="Arnim Zola"&gt;Arnim Zola&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toby_Jones" title="Toby Jones"&gt;Toby Jones&lt;/a&gt;)   successfully harness the energies of the tesseract, intending to use   the power to fuel Zola's inventions. Schmidt, having discovered   Erskine's location, dispatches an assassin to kill him. In America,   Erskine subjects Rogers to the super-soldier treatment, injecting him   with a special serum and dosing him with "vita-rays". After Rogers   emerges from the experiment taller and muscular, one of the attendees   kills Erskine, revealing himself as Schmidt's assassin, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heinz_Kruger" title="Heinz Kruger" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Heinz Kruger&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_Armitage_%28actor%29" title="Richard Armitage (actor)"&gt;Richard Armitage&lt;/a&gt;). Rogers pursues and captures Kruger but the assassin commits suicide via &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cyanide" title="Cyanide"&gt;cyanide&lt;/a&gt; capsule before he can be interrogated.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;With Erskine dead and the super-soldier formula lost, U.S. Senator Brandt (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Brandon" title="Michael Brandon"&gt;Michael Brandon&lt;/a&gt;) has Rogers tour the nation in a colorful costume as "Captain America" to promote &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/War_bond" title="War bond"&gt;war bonds&lt;/a&gt;   rather than allow scientists to study him and attempt to rediscover   Erskine's formula. In Italy 1943, while on tour performing for active   servicemen, Rogers learns that Barnes' unit was lost in battle against   Schmidt's forces. Refusing to believe that Barnes is dead, Rogers mounts   a solo rescue attempt with Carter and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Howard_Stark" title="Howard Stark"&gt;Howard Stark&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dominic_Cooper" title="Dominic Cooper"&gt;Dominic Cooper&lt;/a&gt;) flying him behind enemy lines. Rogers infiltrates the fortress belonging to Schmidt's &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hydra_%28comics%29" title="Hydra (comics)" class="mw-redirect"&gt;HYDRA&lt;/a&gt;   organization, freeing Barnes and the other captured soldiers. Rogers   confronts Schmidt who reveals his face to be a mask, removing it to   display the red, skull-like face that earned him the sobriquet, the Red   Skull. Schmidt escapes and Rogers returns to base with the freed   soldiers.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Rogers recruits Barnes, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dum_Dum_Dugan" title="Dum Dum Dugan"&gt;Dum Dum Dugan&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neal_McDonough" title="Neal McDonough"&gt;Neal McDonough&lt;/a&gt;), &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gabe_Jones" title="Gabe Jones"&gt;Gabe Jones&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Derek_Luke" title="Derek Luke"&gt;Derek Luke&lt;/a&gt;), &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jim_Morita" title="Jim Morita" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Jim Morita&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kenneth_Choi" title="Kenneth Choi"&gt;Kenneth Choi&lt;/a&gt;), &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Union_Jack_%28comics%29" title="Union Jack (comics)"&gt;James Montgomery Falsworth&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/J._J._Feild" title="J. J. Feild"&gt;J. J. Feild&lt;/a&gt;), and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jacques_Dernier" title="Jacques Dernier" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Jacques Dernier&lt;/a&gt;   (Bruno Ricci) to attack the other known HYDRA bases. Stark outfits   Rogers with advanced equipment, in particular a circular shield made of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vibranium" title="Vibranium"&gt;vibranium&lt;/a&gt;,   a rare, nigh-indestructible metal. Rogers and his team successfully   sabotage various HYDRA operations. The team later assaults a train   carrying Zola. Zola is captured, but Barnes falls off the train to his   death. Using information extracted from Zola, the final HYDRA stronghold   is located and Rogers leads an attack to stop Schmidt from using &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Weapon_of_mass_destruction" title="Weapon of mass destruction"&gt;WMDs&lt;/a&gt;   on American cities. Rogers clambers aboard Schmidt's jet as it takes   off. During the subsequent fight, the tesseract's container is damaged.   Schmidt physically handles the tesseract, causing him to dissolve in a   bright light. The tesseract falls to the floor, burning through the   plane and falling to Earth. Seeing no way to safely land the plane   without risking its weapons detonating, Rogers crashes it in the Arctic.   Stark later recovers the tesseract from the ocean floor but is unable   to locate Rogers or the aircraft.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Rogers awakens in a  1940s-style hospital room. Deducing that  something is wrong due to an  anachronistic radio broadcast, he flees  outside into what is revealed  to be present-day &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Times_Square" title="Times Square"&gt;Times Square&lt;/a&gt;. There &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nick_Fury" title="Nick Fury"&gt;Nick Fury&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Samuel_L._Jackson" title="Samuel L. Jackson"&gt;Samuel L. Jackson&lt;/a&gt;) informs him he has been "asleep" for nearly 70 years.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Post-credits_scene" title="Post-credits scene"&gt;post-credits scene&lt;/a&gt;, Fury approaches Rogers, proposing a mission with worldwide ramifications.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;A  pretty enjoyable movie. Didn't really exceed expectations, but didn't  miss a beat either. It's almost as if watching Batman, but without the  riches and the dead parents kinda vendetta. Just a good ol' American who  tries to do his duty to society and his country and getting more than  what he bargained for. Especially when you wake up after being in  cryo-sleep for 50 years. Now that's some culture shock if I see one. A  nice tie-in to the post-credits as well as the teaser for the upcoming  Avenger movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-6583332233510088127?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/6583332233510088127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=6583332233510088127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/6583332233510088127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/6583332233510088127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/first-avenger.html' title='The First Avenger'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-4193384985912489358</id><published>2011-11-19T06:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T06:21:36.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before X-Men, They Were Kids Once...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/55/X-MenFirstClassMoviePoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 428px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/55/X-MenFirstClassMoviePoster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Technically,  despite watching the trailer, I wasn't really that looking forward to  it since I've been disappointed once or twice from all the sequels and  stand-alone shows that the franchise have to offer, but my hubby is  super interested in it, especially when he tried to bait me with the  fact that it's directed by the guy who did that awesome-tastic movie  Stardust (which I might blog sooner or later). So I thought since I  dragged him to watch Insidious when I clearly know that he hated horror  movies, it's only fair that he dragged me to watch X-Men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plotline is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Plot"&gt;Plot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;At a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/German" title="German"&gt;German&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Concentration_camp" title="Concentration camp" class="mw-redirect"&gt;concentration camp&lt;/a&gt; in occupied &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Poland" title="Poland"&gt;Poland&lt;/a&gt; in 1944, young &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Erik_Lensherr" title="Erik Lensherr" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Erik Lensherr&lt;/a&gt; is separated from his parents by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nazi" title="Nazi" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Nazi&lt;/a&gt;   guards. The child's desperate mind remarkably bends a metal gate until  a  guard knocks Lensherr unconscious. Scientist Dr. Schmidt&lt;sup id="cite_ref-nytreview_3-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/X-Men:_First_Class_%28film%29#cite_note-nytreview-3"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;4&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;   who has observed this through a window calls Lensherr up to see him.   Placing a metal coin on a desk, he orders Lensherr to use his magnetism   power to move it. When Lensherr cannot, despite his best efforts,   Schmidt shoots and kills Lensher's mother in front of him. In his rage,   Lensherr's out-of-control magnetic power kills the two guards and   destroys two rooms, to the scientist's delight. Around this same time,   in a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Westchester_County,_New_York" title="Westchester County, New York"&gt;Westchester County&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_York" title="New York"&gt;New York&lt;/a&gt; mansion, a young &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Xavier" title="Charles Xavier" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Charles Xavier&lt;/a&gt; meets a young, shape-shifting girl named &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mystique_%28comics%29" title="Mystique (comics)"&gt;Raven&lt;/a&gt;,   scrounging for food in the kitchen. Overjoyed to meet someone else   "different" like him, he says she can come live with his family. &lt;p&gt;In &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Switzerland" title="Switzerland"&gt;Switzerland&lt;/a&gt; in the movie's present-day of 1962, Lensherr forces a banker to trace a bar of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nazi_gold" title="Nazi gold"&gt;Nazi gold&lt;/a&gt; to the scientist's address in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Argentina" title="Argentina"&gt;Argentina&lt;/a&gt;.   There he finds a tavern patronized by former German soldiers. Lensherr   kills the three men after he learns that the scientist has a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yacht" title="Yacht"&gt;yacht&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Florida" title="Florida"&gt;Florida&lt;/a&gt;. Meanwhile, in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/England" title="England"&gt;England&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oxford_University" title="Oxford University" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Oxford University&lt;/a&gt; graduate Xavier is publishing his thesis on mutation; his foster sister Raven, a waitress, lives with him. Simultaneously in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Las_Vegas,_Nevada" title="Las Vegas, Nevada"&gt;Las Vegas&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nevada" title="Nevada"&gt;Nevada&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CIA" title="CIA" class="mw-redirect"&gt;CIA&lt;/a&gt; agent &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moira_MacTaggert" title="Moira MacTaggert"&gt;Moira MacTaggert&lt;/a&gt; follows &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/U.S._Army" title="U.S. Army" class="mw-redirect"&gt;U.S. Army&lt;/a&gt; Colonel Hendry into the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hellfire_Club" title="Hellfire Club"&gt;Hellfire Club&lt;/a&gt;, where she sees &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sebastian_Shaw_%28comics%29" title="Sebastian Shaw (comics)"&gt;Sebastian Shaw&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emma_Frost" title="Emma Frost"&gt;Emma Frost&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Azazel_%28Marvel_Comics%29" title="Azazel (Marvel Comics)"&gt;Azazel&lt;/a&gt;. After Shaw threatens Hendry, Azazel disappears with the officer; moments later he is in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/War_Room" title="War Room" class="mw-redirect"&gt;War Room&lt;/a&gt;, advocating that U.S. install nuclear missiles in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Turkey_%28country%29" title="Turkey (country)" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Turkey&lt;/a&gt;. Shaw later kills him, demonstrating his energy-absorbing mutant power and revealing that he Schmidt, de-aged.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;MacTaggert  seeks Xavier's advice on mutation, and introduces him and  Raven to the  CIA, where they convince her chief that mutants exist and  Shaw is a  threat. Xavier tracks him down as Shaw escapes a battle with  Lensherr,  whom Xavier brings to a secret CIA science facility run by an  unnamed  agent (called the Man in Black in the movie's credits). They  meet young  scientist &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hank_McCoy" title="Hank McCoy" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Hank McCoy&lt;/a&gt;,   a prehensile-footed mutant whom Xavier inadvertently outs. McCoy and   Raven feel a kinship, and McCoy promises her he will find a way to make   them look "normal." Xavier then uses a computerized mutant-locating   device, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cerebro" title="Cerebro"&gt;Cerebro&lt;/a&gt;, to find and recruit mutants for training to stop Shaw. They find &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Angel_Salvadore" title="Angel Salvadore"&gt;Angel Salvadore&lt;/a&gt; at a strip club; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Darwin_%28comics%29" title="Darwin (comics)"&gt;Armando Muñoz&lt;/a&gt;, who will take the code name Darwin, driving a taxi; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Havok_%28comics%29" title="Havok (comics)"&gt;Alex Summers&lt;/a&gt;, who will call himself Havok, confined at an Army base; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Banshee_%28comics%29" title="Banshee (comics)"&gt;Sean Cassidy&lt;/a&gt;, who dubs himself Banshee, at an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aquarium" title="Aquarium"&gt;aquarium&lt;/a&gt;. Raven takes the name Mystique. Xavier and Lensherr also attempt to recruit &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wolverine_%28comics%29" title="Wolverine (comics)"&gt;Wolverine&lt;/a&gt;, who rejects them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Shaw plans to meet with a Russian general, but instead sends Frost, whom Xavier and Lensherr capture. Meanwhile, Azazel, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Riptide_%28comics%29" title="Riptide (comics)"&gt;Riptide&lt;/a&gt;   and Shaw attack the CIA facility, killing everyone but the young   mutants and offering them the chance to join him. Angel accepts. Darwin   tries to rescue her as the others attack in vain, and Shaw kills him.   With the facility destroyed, Xavier take Lensheer and the youngsters to   his family mansion, where they train. McCoy devises protective uniforms   and a stealth jet. Xavier helps Lensherr unlock his potential.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/President_John_F._Kennedy" title="President John F. Kennedy" class="mw-redirect"&gt;President John F. Kennedy&lt;/a&gt; institutes a blockade to stop a Russian ship from moving &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nuclear_missile" title="Nuclear missile" class="mw-redirect"&gt;nuclear missiles&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cuba" title="Cuba"&gt;Cuba&lt;/a&gt; in the real-life &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cuban_Missile_Crisis" title="Cuban Missile Crisis"&gt;Cuban Missile Crisis&lt;/a&gt;. Shaw travels with the Russian fleet to ensure that the missiles arrive, knowing it could trigger &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_War_III" title="World War III"&gt;World War III&lt;/a&gt;,   after which mutants will rule. The night before Xavier and the others   go to the blockade line to stop Shaw, who will undoubtedly be there,   McCoy offers Raven his cure for her appearance. After having spoken with   Lensherr about mutant pride, she refuses. McCoy, in his lab, injects   the cure, which backfires and renders him a hairy, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lion" title="Lion"&gt;leonine&lt;/a&gt;   beast. Regardless, he pilots the mutants MacTaggert to the blockade   line. Shaw, in a submarine wears a custom helmet to block Xavier's   telepathy — which Xavier uses to have a Russian ship destroy the missile   freighter. After Banshee locates Shaw, Lensherr pulls Shaw's submarine   from the water, but an attack from Riptide forces the jet and  submarine  to crash.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;While the other mutants fight, Lensherr  finds Shaw in a psychic  blackspot within the sub's wreckage of his  submarine. He removes Shaw's  helmet, allowing Xavier to take control of  Shaw. Lensherr puts on the  helmet, then kills Shaw by forcing the  concentration-camp coin through  his brain.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The two fleets fire  their missiles at the mutants, but Lensherr turns  the missiles back  onto them. In an ensuing fight, Xavier distracts  Lensherr and  neutralizes the missile threat. MacTaggert fires at  Lensherr, who  deflects the bullets; one accidentally strikes Xavier in  the spine,  paralyzing him. Lensherr, remorseful, leaves with Mystique,  Angel,  Riptide and Azazel. Later, a wheelchair-bound Xavier and the  mutants  return to the mansion, where he will open a school. Xavier wipes   MacTaggert's memory of recent events. Lensherr breaks Frost from   confinement, and in his new uniform tells her to call him Magneto.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Watching  from the eyes and perspective of a person who has never read the  original comics or barely watched the cartoon series before, I would say  that this was a pretty fresh experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. X and Magneto, or  Charles and Erik respectively, are probably absolutely much more  different than the head honchos of either side that we used to know.  While we know that Charles and Erik used to be friends, to actually see  it in action and the way they actually had fun together, sharing each  other's happiness, sadness, anger and the like (quite literally  speaking, since Charles can get into people's heads and feel what they  feel), was actually quite interesting and cute at the same time. A sort  of chemistry between them is definitely going on, and it's absolutely,  dare I say, a bromance or lover relationship going on =^_^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erik  had always been a bitter man, that we know as much, but to see him  become from a mild-mannered Jew under the oppression of the Germans  during the WWII and the Holocaust to a vengeful, crazy-ass killing  machine was probably one of the ways to actually know and feel what he  feels and know what happened that made him to what he was that we all  know of. And who'd've thought that Charles was actually a fun-loving man  who flirts with girls using silly stupid scientific lines, and that  Raven aka Mystique is actually Charles' adopted sister, and I was also  quite surprised that the reason Beast became Beast was because of  Mystique's genetics, but then again, how accurate is that is left to the  geek experts of X-Mania to know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are plenty of known  actors in there, like Kevin Bacon as the main villain, and there's our  Mr Devil from Reaper as one of the guys in the Army Council, and then  there's Hugh Jackman! LOL! Him cameo-ing in the movie! I know Wolverine  is technically immortal and all that, so no surprise that he would  prolly exist in Charles and Erik's timeline, but to see him there and  tell them to fuck off when they tried to recruit him was just absolute  hilarity XDDDDD If they are actually going to tally it with the actual  X-Men, this has to mean that they've already met prior to X-Men 1 and  neither remembered each other's encounter back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The training  parts were funny, and I absolutely had a larf when they tried to teach  Banshee how to fly using his supersonic waves. The scene was like "Don't  forget to scream" *push* "Ack...!!" *plop* LOL That was the most  hilarious and fav scene of the training. The rest of the training was  pretty hilarious as well, especially the part where they had to train  Havok to control his powers and whatnot, and I also like the recruiting  parts that included the beginnings of the Cerebro device, aside from the  larf from the Wolverine gag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though before I knew Charles' dad  works as a nuclear scientist, I literally went O_O at the sight of  Charles' mansion and was wondering like crazy how the HELL he could  afford such a huge ass house and all its other facilities and gadgets as  well as build a school for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it's quite a good movie. I would give it a rating of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.5/10&lt;/span&gt; for this movie, and recommendable to watch. If I'm not convincing enough, then I'll get Charles to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daemonsmovies.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/x-men-first-class-movie-photo-02-550x367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 321px;" src="http://www.daemonsmovies.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/x-men-first-class-movie-photo-02-550x367.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WATCH THE MOVIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-4193384985912489358?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/4193384985912489358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=4193384985912489358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/4193384985912489358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/4193384985912489358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/before-x-men-they-were-kids-once.html' title='Before X-Men, They Were Kids Once...'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-5471192163628790945</id><published>2011-11-19T06:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T06:20:57.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ET Meets The Host</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/7/74/Super_8_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 430px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/7/74/Super_8_Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We  were absolutely intrigued when the trailer came out, coz just as J.J.  Abrams tend to do, he absolutely blew us away in the suspense department  and hooked us in to watch the movie, so we jumped to the first moment  to watch the movie when it premiered in the cinema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot line is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Plot"&gt;Plot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;In 1979, Joe Lamb (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joel_Courtney" title="Joel Courtney"&gt;Joel Courtney&lt;/a&gt;), a 13-year-old boy living in the fictional town of Lillian, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ohio" title="Ohio"&gt;Ohio&lt;/a&gt;, has lost his mother in a factory accident. Louis Dainard (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ron_Eldard" title="Ron Eldard"&gt;Ron Eldard&lt;/a&gt;) comes to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wake_%28ceremony%29" title="Wake (ceremony)"&gt;wake&lt;/a&gt;, but Joe's father, Deputy Jackson Lamb (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kyle_Chandler" title="Kyle Chandler"&gt;Kyle Chandler&lt;/a&gt;),   blames Dainard for his wife's death since she stayed to cover his  shift  at the factory while Dainard was drunk, and takes Dainard away in   handcuffs.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Four months later, Joe's friend Charles Kaznyk (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Riley_Griffiths" title="Riley Griffiths"&gt;Riley Griffiths&lt;/a&gt;) hires Dainard's daughter Alice (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elle_Fanning" title="Elle Fanning"&gt;Elle Fanning&lt;/a&gt;) to be the lead actress in his low budget zombie movie on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Super_8_mm_film" title="Super 8 mm film"&gt;Super 8 film&lt;/a&gt;. Alice steals her father's car and takes Joe, Charles, Preston (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zach_Mills" title="Zach Mills"&gt;Zach Mills&lt;/a&gt;), Martin (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gabriel_Basso" title="Gabriel Basso"&gt;Gabriel Basso&lt;/a&gt;), and Cary (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ryan_Lee_%28actor%29" title="Ryan Lee (actor)"&gt;Ryan Lee&lt;/a&gt;)   to an old train depot in order for the group to film a scene. During   the shoot, Joe witnesses a pick-up truck drive onto the tracks towards   an oncoming train, which causes a massive derailment. Recovering from   the accident, the kids find the wreck littered with strange white cubes.   The kids approach the truck and discover Dr. Woodward (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glynn_Turman" title="Glynn Turman"&gt;Glynn Turman&lt;/a&gt;),   their biology teacher, behind the wheel of the truck. He instructs  them  to never talk about what they saw; otherwise, they and their  parents  will be killed. Moments afterwards, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States_Air_Force" title="United States Air Force"&gt;U.S. Air Force&lt;/a&gt;, led by Colonel Nelec (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Noah_Emmerich" title="Noah Emmerich"&gt;Noah Emmerich&lt;/a&gt;), arrives to secure the crash site while the kids flee.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After  days of strange phenomena including pets running miles away,  kitchen  appliances, car engines, and power lines disappearing, people  being  abducted, the Air Force deliberately starts a wildfire outside of  town.  This gives them a pretense to evacuate the entire town to the  local  Air Force base. At the base, Joe finds Dainard, who tells him that  a  creature abducted Alice. Joe, Charles, Cary, and Martin sneak back  into  town and head to their school, where they break into Woodward's  stash  of confiscated items, thinking he may have hidden in the stash   documentation about the creature that might help them save Alice. In the   papers, film, and audio recordings found, they discover that the   government imprisoned an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Extraterrestrial" title="Extraterrestrial"&gt;extraterrestrial&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bruce_Greenwood" title="Bruce Greenwood"&gt;Bruce Greenwood&lt;/a&gt;)   that crashed on Earth in 1958. The alien only wished to rebuild its   ship using the shapeshifting white cubes, and return home, but was   instead imprisoned and tortured by the Air Force in order to learn from   the creature's advanced technology and intellect. One film shows   Woodward, a researcher at the time, being attacked by the alien. This   physical contact caused him to form a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Telepathic" title="Telepathic" class="mw-redirect"&gt;telepathic&lt;/a&gt;   bond with the alien, through which he learned that it only wanted to  go  home. By colliding with the train, he hoped to free the alien.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Colonel  Nelec and his men storm the school and capture the boys. They  place  the children on a security bus and head back to the Air Force  base but  are attacked by the alien on the way. Nelec and his men are  killed  while Joe and his friends escape. The kids head through the town,  which  is now under heavy fire from malfunctioning military equipment as  the  military attempts to battle the alien. They find the alien's   subterranean lair near the cemetery where Joe's mother is buried, along   with dozens of missing people who have been trapped there by the alien.   In the lair, they discover that the alien was using the town's missing   electronics to create an electromagnet around the base of the water   tower. Joe manages to rescue Alice, but as they make their escape, the   alien grabs Joe, who tells the creature that it can still live. The   alien, through its tactile telepathic ability, understands and lets go   of Joe, allowing him and his friends to escape. Shortly after, all the   cubes as well as loose metal from around the town are attracted to the   water tower. The cubes begin to align and a ship begins to take form   around the town's water tower. Joe's metal locket, which contains a baby   picture of him with his mother, is also sucked upwards and, after a   moment, he decides to let it go. After this, the locket completes the   pile and everyone watches as the ship takes off toward space.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;During the end credits, the full movie that Charles and his friends were working on titled &lt;i&gt;The Case&lt;/i&gt;, is shown with an epilogue featuring Charles pleading the film festival judges to select his movie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;As the title of this blog post goes, you can guess it: This movie feels almost like ET meets The Host.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's  pretty amazing to see our Early Edition guy back out from hiding and  into acting again, since the last time I saw him was in King Kong (which  I totally didn't know it was him until &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; I devoured 4 seasons of Early Edition). Though he doesn't have too much roles, but when he did, he played his role pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often  times, we're so used to adults being the main focus of the films, that  we tend to not realize that sometimes kids as the main character can  make an awesome movie too. We tend to think that if it were kids in the  movie, it would be a tame movie with nothing but fluff and stuff. Not  this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They cuss and swear just like us, they see things in  perspectives that we don't see, and they can do things we wouldn't  expect them to be able to do coz we think they're kids and they ended up  saving the world, more or less. That's a good drama. Basically super  good drama, but a bit kiddier, yet like The Goonies but slightly more  adult-ish than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alien is super cool! I may sound like a  xenophile right now but it is such a huge yet cute lovable thing! It's  like taking hostages underground so that no one will bother him (like  The Host) but he didn't really mean to do it or hurt anyone because he  just wants to go home (like ET). The way he carried the kid was pretty  cool though. I wish I could be able to be carried like that. It looks  like fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie definitely recommendable to watch if you're a big fan of J.J. Abram's works like Lost and Fringe. I'd give this a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.5/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-5471192163628790945?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/5471192163628790945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=5471192163628790945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5471192163628790945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5471192163628790945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/et-meets-host.html' title='ET Meets The Host'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-7167759962899867091</id><published>2011-11-19T06:18:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T06:20:34.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Time's The Charm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/bf/Transformers_dark_of_the_moon_ver5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 449px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/bf/Transformers_dark_of_the_moon_ver5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last  night my hubby and I went to watch the long awaited 3rd installment of  Transformers after seeing the awesome-tastic trailer. Keeping our  fingers crossed, of course, since we felt a little cheated out of the  2nd movie (though personally I kinda find the 2nd movie OK).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than giving you the plot, here's what one reviewer said that sums up how I feel about the movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 class="headline title"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="headline title"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Transformers 3&lt;/em&gt; is a movie about how wrong you were to hate &lt;em&gt;Transformers 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="post-body"&gt;                 &lt;div class="ad_300x600"&gt; &lt;div id="ad_container_67993615" class="ad_container default" style=""&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="pm_byline"&gt;         &lt;a title="Charlie Jane Anders" href="http://io9.com/people/charliejane/" rel="nofollow" class="noHrefOverride avatarimg"&gt;         &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://io9.com/people/charliejane/" title="Click here to read posts written by Charlie Jane Anders" rel="author" class="pm_link author noHrefOverride"&gt;Charlie Jane Anders&lt;/a&gt;             —     &lt;/span&gt; A lot of people paid a lot of money to hate &lt;em&gt;Transformers 2&lt;/em&gt;.  The  movie made enough money for Michael Bay to bathe in the blood of   supermodels every hour, for the rest of his life. But people loathed it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So with &lt;em&gt;Transformers 3&lt;/em&gt;,  Michael Bay has made a movie about  how dumb you were to hate  Transformers 2, and how much you hurt his  feelings by dissing his  movie. Partly, he does this by making a  note-for-note remake of &lt;em&gt;Transformers 2&lt;/em&gt;. And partly, he does this by lecturing the audience about how unappreciated he feels.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The good news is, &lt;em&gt;Transformers 3&lt;/em&gt; is a better movie than &lt;em&gt;Transformers 2&lt;/em&gt;. But it's not as good as the first Transformers, by any stretch of the imagination. Giant robotic spoilers ahead! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So the theme of &lt;em&gt;Transformers: Dark of the Moon&lt;/em&gt;   is not by any means subtle, because well, it's Michael Bay. The whole   film is about how people do not appreciate Shia LaBeouf's character,   even though he saved the world &lt;em&gt;twice&lt;/em&gt;. The government people,   including a stubbornly non-kittenish Frances McDormand, don't appreciate   Shia. Random soldiers don't appreciate Shia. The people holding   interviews for crappy entry-level jobs don't appreciate Shia. Even   Shia's supermodel girlfriend kind of thinks he's a loser who should get a   job. Why don't they understand how special Shia is?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The  actual  conflict of the film is the opposite of Transformers 2 — in the  second  movie, everybody desperately wanted Shia to come back and save  the  world again, but he was too busy being in college and having a  normal  life. It was your standard "I want to be normal even though I'm  really  awesome" storyline. But this time around, Shia desperately wants  to  help save the world one more time, but everybody keeps telling him to   go have a normal life and stop trying to help. Shia is forced to go   through a slew of humiliating job interviews and stuff, and even his   giant robot buddies are too busy blowing up Libya and Eastern Europe to   tell him how great he is. Worst of all, Shia's supermodel girlfriend is   kind of flirting with her ultra-rich boss, played by Dr. McDreamy from   Grey's Anatomy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The  main emotion that comes off Shia LaBoeuf,  from the first frame to the  last, is a bitchy, indignant rage,  interspersed with feeble attempts at  ingratiation. Mutt is pissed. This  is way worse than the time those  monkeys kept grabbing his butt. This  time, it's his self-worth and his  ability to abseil off a robot's neck  to glory that are being called into  question, over and over again.  Don't they know he got the Matrix of  motherfucking Leadership last time  around? And a medal from the  motherfucking president?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After a  few hours of seeing Shia get dissed, overlooked and  mistreated, the  message becomes clear: Shia, as always, is a stand-in  for Michael Bay.  And Bay is showing us just what it felt like to deal  with the ocean of  Haterade — the snarking, the Razzie Award, the mean  reviews — that  Revenge of the Fallen unleashed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In  case it's not clear enough,  Bay throws in another clue: John Turturro's  character, who was working  in a deli in the second movie, is fabulously  rich in the third. He has  written a tell-all book about aliens, which  everybody dismisses as just  crackpot conspiracy theories — but it's  still made him millions and  millions of dollars. Just the same way that  everybody dismisses Michael  Bay's last film, even though it made obscene  quantities of money.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And  because everybody just wants Shia to get a real job and have a  life,  instead of trying to recapture his former world-saving glory, the &lt;em&gt;entire world risks being destroyed&lt;/em&gt;. Because Shia is the only one who can save the day.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's   not really a spoiler to say that the final hour of this film includes a   series of scenes where absolutely everybody stands around saying how   wrong they were to ignore Shia, and how awesome Shia really is.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That's  the reaction Michael Bay is envisioning you'll have by the end  of this  film: a deep remorse that you ever doubted him, and a profound   appreciation for his contribution to the continued awesomeness of the   world.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(Meanwhile,  the actual plot of Transformers 3 is  basically the same as Transformers  2. There's an ancient,  super-powerful Transformer, who knows secrets.  And there's a  super-powerful piece of Cybertronian technology, which  will destroy the  sun or cause the sky to blow up or something. And Sam  is the only one  who can save the day. A lot of the same story beats  happen, in roughly  the same order, in both films.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;To prove to you that you love  him, Michael Bay knows that he must  turn everything up to 11,000 this  time around. He has to blaze a pure,  bright after-image of his Bay-ness  in your mind, so that you walk out of  the theater blinking and  spitting up lung pieces and knowing what the  fuck Michael Bay is all  about. Your eyeballs will be twice as  bludgeoned. Your adult diaper  will be twice as heavily laden! This time,  it'll be in 3D! All of the  excesses from the previous two films will be  doubly in excess — except  for the hip hop Autobots, who are gone.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He does this in two ways:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1)   Delivering a few of the smoothest, most gorgeous action scenes he's   ever created. There's about 30 minutes of stunning fight choreography,   urban destruction and joyriding, buried in this two hour, 34-minute   movie. You could edit TF3 down to a 90-minute action film, and most   people would agree that it's a decent movie. (Forget the Director's Cut.   For movies like this, we need the Bathroom Attendant's Cut.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Several  of TF3's action scenes are definitely better than the  confusing mess  that was every part of Transformers 2 except for the  forest duel.  There's a sequence where a giant robot snake tentacle-porns  a building  that Shia LaBeouf is in, which steals brazenly from &lt;em&gt;Cloverfield&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Inception&lt;/em&gt;,   and yet still manages to make you hold your breath with its audacity   and vividness. (On the other hand, large chunks of action are still   confusing, nonsensical and bloated.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2) Making every other part of the movie as obnoxious as possible — and making the transitions as jarring as he can. &lt;em&gt;TF3&lt;/em&gt;   feels like three different movies, edited together by a lemur on   provigil. There's the weirdest, most unfunny comedy you've ever seen.   There's an incredibly solemn political thriller where people uncover the   truth about the Apollo Moon landings, and debate the role in our   society of giant robots that turn into cars and trucks. And then there's   a bloated but occasionally fantastic action film. None of these three   films feels like they belong together, but Bay also works hard to   heighten the discord.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why does Bay bog down his pretty  serviceable action movie with long  stretches of brain-meltingly unfunny  comedy, and idiot plot wrangling?  It's partly because he wants you to  love his work for what it is — all  of his work, including all the  horrible parts. And it's partly because  he knows he's making a kids'  movie, and he thinks kids enjoy  uncomfortable jokes about gay toilet  sex.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But  still — the transitions between unfunny humor,  heavy-handed exposition  and occasionally awesome action are so abrupt  and weird, that they draw  attention to themselves. It's almost like Bay  wants us to witness his  movie's tone in mid-transition, like a  mechanism caught halfway between a  robot gladiator and a mid-priced  family sedan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Because the awkward lurches from one type of movie to another &lt;em&gt;are the message.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Michael   Bay wants to slam you off your axis, like a building being knocked   sideways by a prehensile robot penis from outer space. So he can awaken   you to the truth. When Asian men thrust their crotches in your face —  in  3D — while screaming "Deep Wang! Deeeep WANG!", or Alan Tudyk (!)   impersonates a gay ex-Nazi manservant in a weird suit, you are being   reprogrammed. Michael Bay is flooding your brain with random input, so   that a parade of colorful anthropomorphic vehicles can roll into the   center of your cortex and turn into a whirl of CG tubes.&lt;/p&gt; It's  not  an accident that this film draws way more attention to the process  of  robotic transformation than previous films. By now, the CG is smooth   enough that we can see the robots changing shape as they roll/jog across   the screen, with no pause to grow legs. Shia and other human  characters  are constantly being tossed in mid-air and caught by robots,  that turn  into cars, that the humans are suddenly inside. You can go  from a  hundred feet in the air, falling without a parachute, to being  inside a  moving car, in seconds. And now that it's all in 3D, the  camera itself  appears able to change shape as well, depending on how  deep Michael  Bay's wang wants to get.  &lt;p&gt;After  a while, you no longer  even feel the transition between tones — you  feel two or three tones  simultaneously. Asian men, especially Ken Jeong,  are both ludicrous and  ominous at the same time. New leading lady Rosie  Huntington-Whitely —  who makes Megan Fox seem like Katharine Hepburn —  spends the final hour  of the movie looking as though she's ready to have  a nervous breakdown  and give a lapdance. The supporting cast from the  first two movies is  grim and silly at the same time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tone&lt;/em&gt; is for single-purpose machines. &lt;em&gt;Consistency&lt;/em&gt;  is  for Decepticons. Michael Bay's ideal movie shifts from action movie  to  teen comedy to political drama with the same well-lubricated ease  that  his cars become men. By the time you've finished watching  Transformers  3, you will speak Michael Bay's cinematic language. Your  brain will be  as supple and as formless as Optimus Prime.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And only then will you develop a full appreciation for &lt;em&gt;Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen&lt;/em&gt;, the movie you scorned.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;                          &lt;div class="ad_perma-footer-adsense"&gt;&lt;div id="adsense-interruptor"&gt;  &lt;div id="ad-unit"&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;LOL! Couldn't have worded better myself, Charlie XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But  I have to admit, despite the fact that I have nothing against  Transformers 2 (if you put aside the comedy and enjoy it as it is),  Transformers 3 is actually much better than the second one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolute  cool robots, awesome-tastic action moves, crazy-ass explosion and car  chases and whatnot, and totally cool and foolproof plotlines, that was  the perfect closure for the movie and all. Though I was hoping they  didn't kill off Megatron. Megatron has always been the pivotal villain  that shapes the awesomeness and the foundation of Transformers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  only beef I prolly have about this movie is that there are some  unnecessary scenes in there that were prolly too long for my liking, but  then again, not too big of a beef really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pretty good movie,  if you into the closure of Transformers, but I have a feeling that it  wouldn't be the last time we'll ever see this franchise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-7167759962899867091?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/7167759962899867091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=7167759962899867091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/7167759962899867091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/7167759962899867091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/third-times-charm.html' title='Third Time&apos;s The Charm'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-4341515443657978795</id><published>2011-11-19T06:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T06:18:18.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saw Franchise</title><content type='html'>Ask anyone about Saw, even those who never really watched but heard of  it, and the first thing that'll cross their mind will be blood, gore,  violence and death traps. This is probably one of the most prominent and  best slasher film I have ever watched, and by far the longest franchise  since Halloween&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/34/Saw_poster.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 300px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/34/Saw_poster.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This  one is, by far, still the best of all the series in the franchise. When  my BFF and his housemate bought the DVD of this movie, I was absolutely  horrified by it. We were like "Oh shit! Oh fuck! Oh gross! Oh holy  SHIT! I SHAT BRICKS!!" throughout the entire movie, and the twist at the  end was just amazing. It was like "ZOMGWTFBBQ??? How the fuck did THAT  happen?? That was totally unexpected!!!" Yes, and gross too, cleverly  grossed out. Thank goodness they say it's not suitable for the faint of  heart or for pregnant women, because this is definitely NOT your average  slasher movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/97/SawIIposter2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 442px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/97/SawIIposter2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When  I heard there was a sequel to this movie, I jumped to the chance to  watch this. The gore and blood delivered, but maybe not as good as it  did in the first movie. Though they really delivered at the twist  ending, as they always do, because if the police had listened to him and  stayed behind instead of go running off like a lunatic towards the  site, he would've actually be able to rescue his kidnapped son. Which is  why you really need to pay attention to the wordplay that Jigsaw does  when it comes to his games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/f6/Saw3_cape10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 423px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/f6/Saw3_cape10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This  movie is all about the test of faith, and how sometimes when you try to  train the perfect successor, most of the time, they often end up  disappointing you. Which is the case of Amanda who was drafted and  trained to become Jigsaw's apprentice. This also involves a lot of word  play and psychological connections between this event and that event,  and as usual the twists delivers more so than the blood and gore, though  I still end up cringing and shouting "Oh shit! Oh fuck! Oh shit!" every  time a trap just ends up killing someone. It was, though, a good shock  to find out that not only was this test meant for the guy, it was meant  for Amanda as well when Jigsaw realized she was getting a little too  bloodlust for her own good and designing inescapable prisons, so yeah,  kudos to that mind-fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/35/Saw4final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/35/Saw4final.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everything  here in this movie is pretty much standard issue, though I don't  remember much of this part. Only that the gore and blood still  delivered, and more tie-ins from the 3rd directly to this 4th, as well  as having another apprentice at hand, in which Amanda had never knew  existed, which was actually quite a shocker to me, and a revelation that  Saw will definitely continue on with more installments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/ec/Saw_V_New_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 443px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/ec/Saw_V_New_Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't  really remember much about this part of the movie either, well, maybe a  little, which involves most of the traps needing to have cooperation of  everyone instead of just one person die per trap, which is pretty  creative, since from here, you can see true human nature in their  instincts to survive and willing to let others die just so they  themselves might live. The water box on the head thing was pretty smart  though when the guy just stabbed a pen or tube or something through his  throat so he could breathe through there (which I actually tested the  authenticity of it by holding my nose and mouth). The one where they had  to get certain pints of blood was pretty much the kicker that made me  cringe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/01/Saw_VI_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 350px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/01/Saw_VI_Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here,  Jigsaw's wife played quite the role in it as well as showing more extra  backstory for Jigsaw and how he truly came to become the man he was  today. Hoffman, as usual, played his game, but with Jill's involvement  in this, the story just gets deeper and deeper, and the usual one person  per death thing went on as it usually does. I totally went "Holy fuck, I  shat brickz" during the part where the lady had to cut her hand off to  win the game, and the carousel thing was just brutal, and the part where  the son bloody hell pushed the button to kill the guy using acid and  melted off his entire gut and just dissolved him in half. Ugh, that was  really terrible. Though towards the end where Jill tries to end the  legacy by killing Hoffman, since he himself was getting a little out of  control, I was surprised he was able to figure out how to stop the  reverse bear trap from snapping his face in half but stuffing the trap  and lodged in the rail to stop it from opening, but still tore his right  jaw a bit. That was quite the Ouch factor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/f3/Saw_3D_Final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 351px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/f3/Saw_3D_Final.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The  true final installment of Saw, which I had the courtesy of borrowing it  from my kismesis, was, as usual, delivering in the blood and gore, and  it's by far the best conclusion Saw has ever produced. They decided to  pay homage to their roots and start off with the one death per trap  thing, targeting a fraud who claims to have been the victim of Jigsaw  and made his name and fame through the lies, and he had to (predictably)  pay the price for his sins, while on the sidelines, Hoffman is getting  back his revenge on Jill for almost killing him, which then at the end  of the movie, came back in full circle towards the movie that started it  all with the guy who hacked his leg off as the very first Jigsaw  apprentice, locking him in the bathroom that started it all and throwing  away the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Saw Franchise have finally come towards  its end, and ended it in a full circle back to where it all began, back  to where it started, which is a pretty epic way to go, if not for the  fact that it still looked like it had room for more of those nasties to  continue. But overall it was a fun ride and I'm glad I followed through  the entire franchise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is: We haven't really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; seen the last of Jigsaw and his game legacy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-4341515443657978795?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/4341515443657978795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=4341515443657978795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/4341515443657978795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/4341515443657978795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/saw-franchise.html' title='Saw Franchise'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-2231670241371678696</id><published>2011-11-19T06:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T06:17:56.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insidious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/2d/Insidious_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 438px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/2d/Insidious_poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When  we saw the trailer, it was already awesome enough as the uber spook  factor was there. When we noticed that it was produced by the guys who  did Paranormal Activity and directed by the guys who did the Saw  franchise, we (or to be accurate, me, since my hubby is frit about  horror movies) were so damn excited to watch it. When my childhood  friends came to Brunei from KK for a business trip, and they were  craving for a scary movie, I absolutely jumped to the chance to ask them  to watch it, since it premiered since last Thursday. Totally needed an  excuse to drag my hubby along to watch it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plotline is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Plot"&gt;Plot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;Renai and Josh Lambert (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rose_Byrne" title="Rose Byrne"&gt;Rose Byrne&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patrick_Wilson_%28actor%29" title="Patrick Wilson (actor)"&gt;Patrick Wilson&lt;/a&gt;)   moved into a new house with their three children. One morning, Renai   begins looking through a family photo album with her son, Dalton (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ty_Simpkins" title="Ty Simpkins"&gt;Ty Simpkins&lt;/a&gt;).   He asks why there are no pictures of Josh when he was a child. Renai   reasons that he was not good at keeping photos. Dalton tells Renai he is   scared of his new room; she calms him down and stacks a few books on a   nearby shelf. When she finds the books lying on the floor later, Renai   tells Dalton to put them back after he looks at them. Dalton claims  that  he did not touch them. Sometime later, as Dalton is playing, he  hears  noises in the attic and goes to investigate. He steps on an old  ladder  to turn on the light when it breaks, causing Dalton to fall. He  starts  screaming after looking at a shadowy corner. Renai and Josh help  him,  then tuck him into bed, confident he only took a minor fall and  scared  himself. The next day Josh goes to wake Dalton, but he does not  move.  They rush him to the hospital where the doctors say he is in an   unexplained &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coma" title="Coma"&gt;coma&lt;/a&gt;. Three months later he is still in a coma and they bring him home to care for him.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Over  the next few days, disturbing events begin to occur. Renai  believes  the house is haunted and confronts Josh about the events. He  does not  believe her, so Renai shows him a bloody handprint on Dalton's   bedsheets. Shortly afterwards, Renai is almost attacked by a mysterious   man in the bedroom, which triggers the house alarm. Josh rushes to   Renai, but he finds no one else in the room. Josh finally agrees with   Renai to move. In the new house, increasingly violent and supernatural   events begin to happen again. Josh's mother, Lorraine (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barbara_Hershey" title="Barbara Hershey"&gt;Barbara Hershey&lt;/a&gt;), believes Renai's reports of the haunting and contacts a friend, Elise Reiner (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lin_Shaye" title="Lin Shaye"&gt;Lin Shaye&lt;/a&gt;),   who deals in paranormal activity. The family, Elise and her team go   into Dalton's room. There, she sees something on the ceiling and   describes it to one of her men, who draws it. It is a dark, demonic   figure with a red face, claw-like fingernails and hooves.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Elise explains to Renai and Josh that Dalton has the ability to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Astral_projection" title="Astral projection"&gt;astral project&lt;/a&gt;.   This means that he can wander around the parallel spirit world. But   Dalton had wandered too far from his physical body, to a place which she   calls "the Further", and interacts with the lost souls of the dead and   demons. He does this in his sleep, which he thinks are simply dreams.   She also reveals that his astral projection has attracted the powerful   demon in the drawing, which has drawn Dalton into "the Further" and   separated him from his body in the hopes that he can take it over. His   human body is still in the real world, but his spirit is inside "the   Further". Elise and Lorraine reveal to the couple that Josh also can   astral project, and that he was terrorized by a terrifying spirit during   his childhood. Josh's mother shows them pictures from Josh's  childhood.  In each, a shadowy old woman lurks ever closer behind Josh.  Elise  suggests that Josh should use his ability to enter "the Further"  and  free Dalton's soul. Skeptical, Josh disagrees, but later relents  when he  discovers that Dalton has been drawing pictures of his "dreams"  that  resemble Elise's descriptions. Elise instructs Josh on how to  enter "the  Further". Josh finds Dalton and leads him out of a  disturbing and  strange room, narrowly escaping the red-faced demon.  Just before Josh  himself escapes, he confronts the old woman. He  repeatedly yells that he  is unafraid of her. The old woman retreats and  appears to have been  scared off. Josh awakens, as does Dalton.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Later,  Dalton, Renai and Lorraine are eating in the kitchen. In  another room,  Elise notices something strange about Josh. She grabs a  camera and  snaps a picture of him. Suddenly, Josh goes into a rage and  strangles  Elise. Renai hears the noise and runs into the room to find  Elise dead.  She calls out to Josh, but receives no answer. She picks up  the camera  that Elise used from the floor and screams. She sees, not a  picture of  Josh, but the old woman. Just then, Josh assures Renai that  he's right  there and grabs her shoulder. She turns around, terrified,  and gasps  as the screen cuts to black.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;One thing is for sure, this horror movie is absolutely made me shat bricks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  pacing was good, and the creepy and horror factor starts almost  immediately, though in its all subtlety and the build-up was very good.  Throughout the movie, you would actually notice that the director  actually tried to insert a bit of their trademark Saw franchise that  made them famous, the kicker being the Jigsaw Doll on the blackboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout  the movie, you can catch glimpses trademarks of both movies: the subtle  build-up, the camera angles to each room, the gadgets used during the  seance and the like. And they managed to even crack a little humour in  it, especially at the part where the power blew out and the psychic's  assistants kept switching to bigger and bigger lights. LOL! That was  quite the larf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ghosts and their appearances is also pretty  good because it was one of those moments where you KNOW they're gonna  show up, but you just get scared the bajeesus out of yourselves anyway.  And also there are some freaky ghost experiences where you have to end  up looking around like you do with Paranormal Activity because there is  just something about things that you can't see that really freaks the  hell outta ya. They even have a nice good ol' Saw twist at the ending  too, which really screams their trademark style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it's an  amazing movie that should not be missed. Both guys, together, made a  really good team in making prolly one of the best horror movies by far.  If you are a Paranormal Activity and a Saw franchise fan, you absolutely  MUST watch this as it is absolutely mouth-screaming, body-jumping,  bricks-shat inducing movie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall rating: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.5/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-2231670241371678696?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/2231670241371678696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=2231670241371678696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/2231670241371678696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/2231670241371678696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/insidious.html' title='Insidious'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-665321231019437514</id><published>2011-11-19T06:16:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T06:17:10.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retreat, Hell!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/29/Battle_Los_Angeles_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 444px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/29/Battle_Los_Angeles_Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When  the trailer came out, I was absolutely blown away, and it kinda sorta  makes me think of a possible D9 sequel where the Prawns come back to  revenge against them, if it weren't for the fact of the title saying  "LA" instead of "Johannesburg" XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot is as follows:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mw-headline" id="Plot"&gt;Plot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;On &lt;span class="mw-formatted-date" title="2011-08-11"&gt;August 11, 2011&lt;/span&gt;, mysterious objects thought to be &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Meteorites" class="mw-redirect" title="Meteorites"&gt;meteorites&lt;/a&gt;   crash into Earth's oceans near several major cities. These objects are   revealed to be spacecraft, containing hostile alien forces. The U.S.   Marines from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camp_Pendleton" class="mw-redirect" title="Camp Pendleton"&gt;Camp Pendleton&lt;/a&gt;   arrive in Los Angeles to defend against alien ground forces and assist   in the evacuation of civilians, in preparation for a bombing campaign.   Among the military's forces are Michael Nantz (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aaron_Eckhart"&gt;Aaron Eckhart&lt;/a&gt;), a U.S. Marine Staff Sergeant who had planned to retire, and his new platoon.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-film_6-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle:_Los_Angeles#cite_note-film-6"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;7&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Platoon Commander, 2nd Lieutenant William Martinez (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ram%C3%B3n_Rodr%C3%ADguez_%28actor%29" title="Ramón Rodríguez (actor)"&gt;Ramón Rodríguez&lt;/a&gt;), attends a briefing at a FOB (Forward Operating Base). The platoon's mission is to rescue civilians from a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/LAPD" class="mw-redirect" title="LAPD"&gt;LAPD&lt;/a&gt;   police station with a three-hour time limit before the Air Force bombs   the area. They are ambushed by aliens multiple times and suffer   casualties. They also encounter a group of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/U.S._Army" class="mw-redirect" title="U.S. Army"&gt;U.S. Army&lt;/a&gt; soldiers from the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/40th_Infantry_Division_%28United_States%29" title="40th Infantry Division (United States)"&gt;40th Infantry Division&lt;/a&gt;, including an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States_Air_Force" title="United States Air Force"&gt;Air Force&lt;/a&gt; intelligence Technical Sergeant Elena Santos (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michelle_Rodriguez"&gt;Michelle Rodriguez&lt;/a&gt;).   Eventually, the combined team reaches the police station, finding five   civilians inside. A helicopter arrives and attempts to evacuate some  of  the wounded Marines, but it is destroyed by the aliens upon takeoff.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-film_6-1" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle:_Los_Angeles#cite_note-film-6"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;7&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The  Marines commandeer a bus for evacuation. During this ordeal, they   learn of the aliens' weaknesses and military tactics, finding that   alien infantry have a weak point in the torso and that the alien   aircraft are remote-controlled drones. The Marines speculate that there   must be a central command center, and that the destruction of this   command center would cripple the enemy forces. On a freeway, the bus is   attacked and the Marines begin rappelling the civilians off the side of   the freeway. One of the civilians, Joe Rincon (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Pe%C3%B1a"&gt;Michael Peña&lt;/a&gt;),   is wounded after firing on the aliens. Martinez is also wounded and   sacrifices himself by detonating explosives inside the bus shortly after   placing Nantz in command of the platoon.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-film_6-2" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle:_Los_Angeles#cite_note-film-6"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;7&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nantz  leads what remains of the platoon outside the bombing zone, and  they  rest at a convenience store. A news report speculates that the  aliens  have attacked Earth for its water supply. The team waits for the   bombing to begin, but nothing happens. They arrive at the FOB, only to   discover that it has already been destroyed by the aliens, nullifying   the airstrike. They decide to head for another extraction point, where a   helicopter should be available to evacuate them but Rincon dies before   they reach the new extraction point. As they are being evacuated,  Nantz  spots a large black area on the ground, where electric power  seems to be  disabled. Nantz believes the black area to be the location  of the alien  command center, and that it is hidden underground. Nantz  disembarks  from the helicopter, his platoon follows, planning to find  the exact  location of the command center so they can call in a missile  strike.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-film_6-3" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle:_Los_Angeles#cite_note-film-6"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;7&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Going  underground, the Marines confirm the presence of a large alien  vessel.  They return to the surface and succeed in calling in a missile  strike.  However, the command center remains intact, and rises from the  ground.  The Marines repel alien forces as more missiles are launched at  the  hovering command center and, eventually, they are able to destroy it   and alien ground forces begin to retreat.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-film_6-4" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle:_Los_Angeles#cite_note-film-6"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;7&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Soon after, the team is extracted to a temporary base in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mojave_Desert"&gt;Mojave Desert&lt;/a&gt;,   where they are greeted as heroes for their outstanding bravery. All   other cities under attack now plan to emulate their strategy, destroying   the alien command center in each city. More forces are being sent to   Los Angeles to finish off the aliens there. Despite orders to rest,   Nantz and the platoon instead rejoin the fight.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-film_6-5" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle:_Los_Angeles#cite_note-film-6"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;7&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;One  thing about watching movies like this is to watch with an open mind and  don't put too much high expectations on it before watching to actually  enjoy it, because that's exactly what I did and it was actually worth  it, better than expected actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite warnings of it being a  PWP movie, it was actually pretty good, and it does have a bit of  backstory in between. As my hubby put it, it's like watching Black Hawk  Down, but with aliens. I was absolutely amazed at the way they filmed it  in almost like documentary style because of the camera-shaking (despite  reviews complaining about that), making you wonder how the damn aliens  look like, and the crafts and weaponry are just totally kicked ass!  Although not as kick-ass as D9, of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those aliens kinda  remind me of Ridley Scott's aliens, judging by their body structure and  exo-skeleton, but with alien titanium armour, and they can handle  weaponry, and purrs and talks like Predator. LOL! What a mesh to make XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There  are quite heartstring-tugging moments, especially when Rincon risked  his life to pick up a gun to save one of the marines from being shot by  the alien, and also the part where they find out just how hard the Staff  Sergeant was taking the deaths of the comrades he had lost during his  last mission, and how he keeps doing crazy ass stunts as if in a way to  atone for his sins of living while his comrades were dead. That was  pretty dramatic there, and I actually cried at the part where Staff  Sergeant consoled Rincon's son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a recommendable movie.  Ignore reviews, trust your gut instincts and watch with an open mind and  with not too much high expectation. That's all I can say about it.  Overall, I would give this movie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.5/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-665321231019437514?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/665321231019437514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=665321231019437514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/665321231019437514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/665321231019437514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/retreat-hell.html' title='Retreat, Hell!!'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-158561375974535878</id><published>2011-11-19T06:16:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T06:16:50.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysia Boleh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vq5-eoaiiZc/TW7bE1M6ZUI/AAAAAAAABDU/SFaPglhFiiY/s1600/FILEM%2BHIKAYAT%2BMERONG%2BMAHAWANGSA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 525px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vq5-eoaiiZc/TW7bE1M6ZUI/AAAAAAAABDU/SFaPglhFiiY/s1600/FILEM%2BHIKAYAT%2BMERONG%2BMAHAWANGSA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When  I saw the trailer playing at the cinemas, I was thinking, "Oh, wow,  another Malay historical movie that would probably bore me to death",  but when I noticed that there were nice pretty-looking Englishmen and  they were playing the roles of the Roman Empire, I was actually  intrigued because it is very seldom that foreigners would even want to  play a role in a Malaysian film unless that actor/actress themselves are  half-Malaysian, so I decided to give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By chance, on a girl's night out, I watched this movie with my gal pal. Plotline is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Synopsis"&gt;Synopsis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the year 120, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roman_Empire"&gt;Roman Empire&lt;/a&gt; at that time under the reign of Hadrian, while in China, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Han_dynasty" class="mw-redirect" title="Han dynasty"&gt;Han dynasty&lt;/a&gt;   are a powerful empire and has expanded its rule to the Central Asian   countries. During the Roman forces are repairing their vessels in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Goa"&gt;Goa&lt;/a&gt;,   they asked for help Merong Mahawangsa Rome to accompany the Prince of   Langkasuka (said to be located in the north of Malaysia) to China to   marry a beautiful princess of the Han Dynasty.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;However, pirates  of the Garuda clan has a different design. They  decide to kidnap  Princess of China and make it as a hostage. At the end  of irrigation &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Strait_of_Malacca"&gt;Strait of Malacca&lt;/a&gt;,   Merong Mahawangsa and the fleet was attacked by Garuda. Thus, the duty   to rescue Princess Merong Mahawangsa China and integrate him with the   Prince of Rome to find a marriage of two great civilizations of East  and  West.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Malay_Chronicles:_Bloodlines#cite_note-0"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;1&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The  first thing that popped outta my head after watching the show was "Wow!  That was the best, most flashy history lesson I've ever had!" XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysian  historical adaptations and such had always been one of my bane of  watching Malaysian-made movies because they are utterly boring, talks  too much and have very fake and lame fight scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this one  totally cuts the cake! It has action, comedy, slight romance (albeit  humorously) and plenty of blood, gore and blood. LOL! It's absolutely  amazing! Though I notice there is a bit of 300-ish there, and my mind  was like thinking "Copyright infringement!" And I gotta admit, Malaysia  has come a long, long way to get to this point, because their special  effects are pretty awesome. Still needs a bit of work to make it look  more genuine, but overall, it was awesome and illustrates the story  much, much better than before (and if you're a fellow Malaysian, you'd  agree that back then, our special effects totally sucked).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  absolutely LOVE the guy who played the Roman Prince! He is like  sooooooooooo handsome! Makes me wish I'm the Han Princess~! :p~ And the  person who plays as Merong's lover, Embok is sooooooooooooooooooooooooo  pretty. Probably the prettiest Malay girl I have ever seen in my life!  Though I have suspicions that she looked more Indon than Malay. Maybe  she's a mix. If I were a man, I'd tap that! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only beef that  I have would probably be Merong himself who speaks Malay rather  woodily. Maybe it's because in real life, he's actually a  half-English/Welsh-half-Malay and doesn't know a single word of Malay,  thus he has to learn his words phonetically. LOL! And weirdly enough the  guy who is supposed to play a China admiral needed to voice-dubbed for  his Chinese speaking! What the heck! You're Chinese! You should know how  to speak Chinese! Not needing a voice dub to help you speak Chinese!  Geez, even Merong pronounces his Chinese better than you, albeit  stockily, but still! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A recommendable movie for those who are into Malay history and also for those who support Malaysian-made movies. Malaysia Boleh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall rating: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.5/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-158561375974535878?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/158561375974535878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=158561375974535878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/158561375974535878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/158561375974535878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/malaysia-boleh.html' title='Malaysia Boleh!'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vq5-eoaiiZc/TW7bE1M6ZUI/AAAAAAAABDU/SFaPglhFiiY/s72-c/FILEM%2BHIKAYAT%2BMERONG%2BMAHAWANGSA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-4131228462665247681</id><published>2011-11-19T06:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T06:16:27.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Narnia Returns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/38/The_voyage_of_the_dawn_treader_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 592px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/38/The_voyage_of_the_dawn_treader_poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We  actually wanted to watch this movie in the cinemas after seeing the  trailer and when it premiered, but we were so caught up with our own  busy lifestyle and work that we missed it (also because we weren't sure  if it would be any better than the previous two movies, after having  being tricked by so many bad sequels), so my hubby decided to compensate  by getting the download version of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plotline is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Plot"&gt;Plot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;One year after the events of &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Chronicles_of_Narnia:_Prince_Caspian" title="The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian"&gt;Prince Caspian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lucy_Pevensie" title="Lucy Pevensie"&gt;Lucy&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edmund_Pevensie"&gt;Edmund Pevensie&lt;/a&gt; are staying with their cousin &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eustace_Scrubb"&gt;Eustace Scrubb&lt;/a&gt;.   When water pours from a painting of a ship on the ocean hanging in   Lucy’s bedroom, Lucy, Edmund and Eustace are transported into an ocean   in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Narnia_%28world%29" title="Narnia (world)"&gt;Narnia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;They are rescued by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caspian_X" title="Caspian X"&gt;Caspian&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reepicheep"&gt;Reepicheep&lt;/a&gt;, and taken aboard the &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dawn_Treader"&gt;Dawn Treader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, the ship featured on the painting. Caspian invites them on a voyage to rescue the seven Lords of Narnia whom his uncle &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miraz"&gt;Miraz&lt;/a&gt; banished.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;They  first visit the Lone Islands, where people are sold as slaves.  Caspian  and Edmund were imprisoned while Lucy and Eustace were sold as  slaves.  Caspian meets one of the lost lords, who reveals that the slaves  are  sacrificed to a mysterious mist. The &lt;i&gt;Dawn Treader&lt;/i&gt; crew rescues them, reclaimed the Lone Islands. The lord gives Caspian a sword originally given by Aslan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At another island Lucy is abducted by invisible &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dufflepuds" class="mw-redirect" title="Dufflepuds"&gt;Dufflepuds&lt;/a&gt; who force her to enter the manor of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coriakin"&gt;Coriakin&lt;/a&gt;,   a magician. Lucy finds a book of incantations and recites a visibility   spell after discovering different incantations such as beauty and  snow.  They later meet Coriakin who encourages them to defeat the mist  by  laying seven swords at Aslan's Table. While journeying, Lucy casts  the  beauty incantation, transforming into Susan. She finds herself with   Edmund and Peter and finds that Lucy nor Narnia exist. Aslan reveals   himself to Lucy and explains the consequences of doubt.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;They  later visit a volcanic island. Edmund, Lucy and Caspian discover  a  magical pool and another sword, while Eustace discovers and steals  some  treasure. Edmund and Caspian look for him while a dragon attacks  the &lt;i&gt;Dawn Treader&lt;/i&gt;  who turns out to be Eustace. Reepicheep later  tries to amend the  situation and befriends Eustace. Then they later  arrive at Aslan’s  Table with three lost lords asleep around it. As they  place the swords  on the table they realise one is still missing. The  star descends from  the sky and turns into &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ramandu%27s_Daughter" title="Ramandu's Daughter"&gt;Lilliandil&lt;/a&gt;,   a beautiful woman who guides them to the Dark Island, lair of the  mist.  The crew voyages to the island and discovers the last surviving  Lord.  He warns them not to think of their fears but Edmund fails, his  fear  manifesting as a sea serpent that attacks the ship. A sword is  thrown at  Eustace, stabbing him. Eustace flies away, landing on a sandy  island  and encountering Aslan, who transforms him back into a boy and  sends him  to Ramandu's island with the last sword. The mist tries  distracting  Edmund by appearing as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White_Witch" title="White Witch"&gt;Jadis&lt;/a&gt;,   the White Witch. Eustace overcomes the mist and puts the sword on the   table, awaking the three sleeping lords and destroying the mist; the  sea  serpent becomes defeated and they rescue the sacrificed people.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Eustace  rejoins Lucy, Edmund, Caspian and Reepicheep and they sail to  a sea  covered in lilies, eventually finding a shore before a massive  wave.  Aslan appears to them and tells them that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aslan%27s_Country" title="Aslan's Country"&gt;His country&lt;/a&gt;   lies beyond, although if they go they may never return. Reepicheep   decides to enter, and Aslan blesses him before he paddled above the   wave. Aslan opens a portal in the wave to send Lucy, Edmund and Eustace   home, telling them that Lucy and Edmund will never return to Narnia.   Aslan encourages them to know Him in their world by another name, and   tells Eustace that he may return. Edmund and Lucy bid farewell to   Caspian and Aslan before entering the portal with Eustace. The three are   returned to the bedroom at Eustace's house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Although  it's not entirely as good as the first installment, it's definitely  much better than the second installment, and I actually quite enjoyed  it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adventures were just as good and exciting as ever, though  sadly there were only a few known characters that came back from the  second movie, which is Prince Caspian (who have somehow grew his facial  hair and I finally understood why are fangirls swooning over him, coz he  looks HOT now!), Reepicheep the rat and the minotaur, oh, and the White  Witch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eustace was really quite the nuisance in the beginning,  and he really got on my nerves just hearing him talk, as if trying to  reason with himself that this is all just a big dream and he will wake  up from it sooner or later, and also behaved exactly as how Edmund  behaved back then when he was younger. Of course, he wised up at the end  of the movie, which is also pretty much what Edmund had as well,  especially after the dragon lesson he had went through and his  friendship with Reep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a few good larfs, especially the  relationship between Eustace and Reep, and also the part where the  daughter of Ramandu showed up ala Stardust style and Edmund and Prince  Caspian seemed to be slightly smitten with her, among other things. The  adventures were pretty cool and it was actually quite exciting despite  the short length of that particular adventure, since they were traveling  and only stopping by on certain islands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only beef I had was  that Peter and Susan are no longer playing the role in this movie, only  a couple of cameos here and there, and Aslan has so little roles~!!  Gah, he only appears as an apparition, then appears to bust the curse of  the dragon off Eustace, then finally just to send them off. Meh~! I  wish he had played a bigger part in this movie as he had in the 1st  movie. It would be so amazing. My urge to hug that big furball haven't  dissipated though, and hearing him say that "You will learn about me in  another name" totally proves that C.S. Lewis planted a lot of  Christianity innuendo into his stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it ironic that  Tolkien and Lewis are BFFs, and Tolkien being the devout Catholic wrote  about things that are non-Christianity innuendos while Lewis being the  atheist wrote about things that are Christianity innuendo? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, this movie delivers, and apparently a prequels is in the works, and I am so looking forward to it~! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-4131228462665247681?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/4131228462665247681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=4131228462665247681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/4131228462665247681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/4131228462665247681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/narnia-returns.html' title='Narnia Returns'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-6187114637305469160</id><published>2011-11-19T06:15:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T06:15:59.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Mind Can Set You Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/95/Sucker_Punch_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 443px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/95/Sucker_Punch_poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My  hubby and I have always been a huge fan of Zack Snyder's works,  especially his awesome-tastic movie 300 ("Tonight we dine in hell~!!  Yeah~!!), so when we saw the trailer for this movie and the hoobastank  crazy-ass movie sequences and special effects, we were totally looking  forward to it. Luckily, at first try (usually it'll take ages before you  can get through our cinemas' phoneline), I managed to book tickets for  the premiere of this movie. Yay me! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plotline is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Premise"&gt;Premise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;Snyder has described the film as "&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alice%27s_Adventures_in_Wonderland" title="Alice's Adventures in Wonderland"&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; with machine guns", including dragons, B-25 bombers and brothels. Snyder's wife and producing partner &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deborah_Snyder"&gt;Deborah Snyder&lt;/a&gt; concludes, "in the end, it's about this girl's survival and what she needs to do to be able to cope."&lt;sup id="cite_ref-7" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sucker_Punch_%28film%29#cite_note-7"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;8&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; In November 2010, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Warner_Bros."&gt;Warner Bros.&lt;/a&gt; released the official synopsis for the film.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-8" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sucker_Punch_%28film%29#cite_note-8"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;9&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Set in the 1950s, Babydoll (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emily_Browning"&gt;Emily Browning&lt;/a&gt;), who was sent to a mental institution in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brattleboro,_Vermont"&gt;Brattleboro, Vermont&lt;/a&gt;   by her step-father, has only her dreams and vivid imagination to   provide an escape from her dark reality. Unrestrained by the boundaries   of time and place, she is free to go where her mind takes her, blurring   the lines between what's real and what is imaginary.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Although  she has been locked away, Babydoll has not lost her will to  survive.  Determined to fight for her freedom, she urges four other young  girls -  the outspoken Rocket (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jena_Malone"&gt;Jena Malone&lt;/a&gt;), the street-smart Blondie (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vanessa_Hudgens"&gt;Vanessa Hudgens&lt;/a&gt;), the fiercely loyal Amber (Jamie Chung), and the reluctant Sweet Pea (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abbie_Cornish"&gt;Abbie Cornish&lt;/a&gt;) — to band together and try to escape from their captors, Blue (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oscar_Isaac"&gt;Oscar Isaac&lt;/a&gt;), Madam Gorski (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carla_Gugino"&gt;Carla Gugino&lt;/a&gt;) and the High Roller (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jon_Hamm"&gt;Jon Hamm&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Led  by Babydoll, the girls engage in fantastical warfare against   everything from samurai to serpents, with a virtual arsenal at their   disposal. Together, they must decide what they are willing to sacrifice   in order to stay alive. But with the help of The Wise Man (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scott_Glenn"&gt;Scott Glenn&lt;/a&gt;), their journey — if they succeed — will set them free.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Well,  crazy-ass special effects and kick-ass action sequences aside, this is  actually a pretty good movie and quite a thought-provoking one at that.  And I'm not sure if it's just me who notice it but do you realize this  director's 1st movie was all testosterone males, then 2nd movie was  mostly males, then for this 4th movie (not counting the 3rd movie Legend  of Gahool because they're animals) it's all female casts? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  whole movie is basically showing us the power of the mind, and it was  pretty intriguing, to say the least. Being in the theatre and seeing the  doctor using the Polish method to cure their patience with music and  whatnot, I think Babydoll had taken that into effect and started to  escape into her mind to cope with the fact that by seeing the asylum as a  performing whore house rather than an actual insane asylum, with Gorski  being the mother hen of the pack, the orderly as Blue the pimp, another  orderly as the Mayor and the lobotomy doctor as the High Roller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  during the so-called "dance routine", she escapes even deeper into her  mind, which means we are entering her mind within her mind, possibly  while she was still imagining herself being in a whore house, the Polish  treatment she was given by Dr Gorski using the music therapy made her  seep deeper into her mind to imagine even more stuff. So basically  whenever there's the music, in the real world, she was being given the  Polish treatment, but in her mind, she was asked to do her usual dance  routines, in which she didn't know that she was actually escaping deeper  into her warped mind. Now that's what I call mind-boggling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  number of scenes kinda takes homage to popular movies, like LOTR and  Kill Bill, and some of the outfits almost screamed "WETA!!" especially  the part where it was almost LOTR theme. LOL! It's pretty amazing what  your mind can come up with. And the friends that she made were pretty  cool too, especially with cute names like Amber, Blondie, Rocket and  Sweet Pea and herself as Baby Doll. Amber looked really familiar though,  can't put my mind as to who is she in other movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the  mentor who keeps popping out during the dance/therapy scenes, and he  tends to say "Oh, and one more thing...", even more so in the ending of  the movie where in real life he was just a bus driver that Baby Doll may  have caught sight of during her days before being committed to the  asylum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I have kinda expected that ending, I still  feel bad that Baby Doll didn't manage to get out of the asylum and had  the happy ending she deserves. In fact, during the part where she was  about to be lobotomized, the lobotomy doctor said that before she was  lost, he saw that last fire in her eyes as if telling him to do it,  which means that during the lobotomy session, her mind was still trapped  in that fantasy world and she was really imagining that she was saving  Sweet Pea and creating the distraction. To her, that world was real, and  it was enough for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it pretty cool though that  everything that had happened actually happened, just not as dramatic as  it was portrayed in her mind, but it actually did happen, so it's not  entirely fabricated or imagined, just not as fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I'd give a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.5/10&lt;/span&gt; for this movie. Very recommendable to watch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-6187114637305469160?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/6187114637305469160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=6187114637305469160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/6187114637305469160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/6187114637305469160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/your-mind-can-set-you-free.html' title='Your Mind Can Set You Free'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-5866166052952090892</id><published>2011-11-19T06:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T06:15:40.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prey On Your Fears...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrO5fRmFFhI/AAAAAAAAA9M/YmnIBib2sX4/s1600-h/thirteen_fear_is_real.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 499px; height: 755px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrO5fRmFFhI/AAAAAAAAA9M/YmnIBib2sX4/s400/thirteen_fear_is_real.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382849926588077586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten myself a rather interesting TV reality show 2 years ago called 13: Fear is Real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warning: If you don't want to be hit with spoilers, read no further. You have been warned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the gameplay is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thirteen   people compete to stay alive as they face their deepest fears in an   all-out elimination competition and scarefest. Pitted against each other   in situations straight from the horror movies, the 13 will face   shocking surprises, psychological scares and lots of "beware of the   dark" moments, all designed by a "mastermind" of terror. In addition to   frightening them, he will also entice individuals to work in concert   with him and against the others, creating a situation in which the 13   will not only look over their shoulders but will also never be certain   who is real before them. The death box was introduced, in which whoever   possessed it had the power to kill off one to three other players. The   death box had to be hidden, used and found in safety, for if someone   else knew they had the box, they could accuse them and be sent to the   execution ceremony. If there was a false accusation made, the accuser   would then have to go to the execution ceremony.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Each week, one   or two unlucky victims will be "killed off" (although there is no solid   on-screen evidence that they were killed) via frightening challenges  and  game-playing until only one person is left to win the grand prize   of—fittingly—$66,666.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;i&gt;13: Fear Is Real&lt;/i&gt; is produced by Magic Molehill Productions, Inc. and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Warner_Bros._Television" title="Warner Bros. Television"&gt;Warner Horizon Television Inc.&lt;/a&gt; in association with Jay Bienstock Productions and Ghost House Pictures with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Executive_producer" title="Executive producer"&gt;executive producers&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jay_Bienstock" title="Jay Bienstock"&gt;Jay Bienstock&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Survivor_%28U.S._TV_series%29" title="Survivor (U.S. TV series)"&gt;Survivor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Apprentice_%28TV_series%29" title="The Apprentice (TV series)"&gt;The Apprentice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;), &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sam_Raimi" title="Sam Raimi"&gt;Sam Raimi&lt;/a&gt; (the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spider-Man_%28film_series%29" title="Spider-Man (film series)"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/i&gt; films&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Evil_Dead_%28series%29" title="Evil Dead (series)"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Evil Dead&lt;/i&gt; films&lt;/a&gt;) and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Tapert" title="Robert Tapert"&gt;Robert Tapert&lt;/a&gt; (the &lt;i&gt;Evil Dead&lt;/i&gt; films, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Grudge_%28film_series%29" title="The Grudge (film series)"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Grudge&lt;/i&gt; films&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything   in this gampeplay here is controlled by the Mastermind. Not much is   known about the Mastermind, except the fact that he talks with a   distorted voice ala Jigsaw style. In fact, in the last episode, it is   revealed he had a brown bag with the prize-$66,666. When Ted stumbles to   the cabin, he sees the "supposed" mastermind, but it is really a dummy   wearing a solid white mask covering the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below here are the contestants and their detailed description (or my impression on them):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://z.about.com/d/horror/1/0/5/f/-/-/13_cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/horror/1/0/5/f/-/-/13_cast.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 13 Contestants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNkEPDbfuI/AAAAAAAAA8c/4bPHPtbqZm8/s1600-h/13_Ted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNkEPDbfuI/AAAAAAAAA8c/4bPHPtbqZm8/s320/13_Ted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382756003561045730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ted Kirner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He   works as a trainer, I think and he, of all the contestants, have the   most competitive streak. He often trains on his own, doing exercises and   stuff like he was going to join some sort of Olympic race or  something,  and he has the brains and sometimes can be very manipulative  to the  point of annoying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNkDlh2uiI/AAAAAAAAA8U/h95jnDNIdik/s1600-h/13_Steffinnie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNkDlh2uiI/AAAAAAAAA8U/h95jnDNIdik/s320/13_Steffinnie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382755992414370338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: nowrap; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steffinie Phromanny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She   is a migrant from Laos. I forgot what she worked as, but she  definitely  stood out amongst the group as the quiet, silent one. She is  afraid of  drowning and snakes, which was definitely present all round  when she was  participating in the games. She was brought up to know the  spirit world  and claims to have minute sixth sense and have experience  in ghostly  sightings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNkDLAAjFI/AAAAAAAAA8M/xImMX2NVd5s/s1600-h/13_Ryan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNkDLAAjFI/AAAAAAAAA8M/xImMX2NVd5s/s320/13_Ryan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382755985293085778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan Norys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He   is the person that stood out the least. I barely even remember him and  I  don't even remember what he works as. LOL! He's a bit of a dunce too   especially when he kept focusing on his surroundings rather than the   gameplay when he was sent for executions, which caused him to "die"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNjeFqsa7I/AAAAAAAAA8E/Gja72cl-BFg/s1600-h/13_Rodney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNjeFqsa7I/AAAAAAAAA8E/Gja72cl-BFg/s320/13_Rodney.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382755348206349234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rodney Craft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He   is also of a quiet nature kind of guy who tries not to stand out much,   but has his level of friends. He played his part well as The Killer  and  owner of the Death Box, all the way towards the end when he was  killed  and revealed to the shocked contestants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNjdNt5QZI/AAAAAAAAA70/53DzUkkgDno/s1600-h/13_Melyssa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNjdNt5QZI/AAAAAAAAA70/53DzUkkgDno/s320/13_Melyssa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382755333187387794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melyssa Nocar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If   I'm not mistaken she works as a trainer as well, and is rather fit and   competitive, but nevertheless she didn't make it to the finals. She   shares a deep bond with her fellow girl mates, especially with Erica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNjdgYqu6I/AAAAAAAAA78/BtnLtPl_BU0/s1600-h/13_Nasser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNjdgYqu6I/AAAAAAAAA78/BtnLtPl_BU0/s320/13_Nasser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382755338198629282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nasser Goins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He   is mostly known to everyone as 'Show' because he love to show his   musical talents. He works as a concierge and a rapper and is a family   man of two and is the most suspicious person as he had accused someone   of owning the Death Box due to his paranoia, but accused wrongly and was   sent for execution, but pulled through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNjcnz85wI/AAAAAAAAA7s/EwtUM84vstY/s1600-h/13_Leah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNjcnz85wI/AAAAAAAAA7s/EwtUM84vstY/s320/13_Leah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382755323012245250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leah Lucas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She   works as a bartender, which is ironic, because her biggest fear was  the  dark. She is the most timid and most scaredy-cat of all the   contestants, but surprisingly she actually lasted 3/4 of the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNjcD36W3I/AAAAAAAAA7k/guoScN8Bew4/s1600-h/13_Lauren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNjcD36W3I/AAAAAAAAA7k/guoScN8Bew4/s320/13_Lauren.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382755313365179250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lauren Harris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She   works as a model and is the classic ditzy dumb blonde. Even though she   knows that the dumb blondes always end up being killed first in horror   movies, she claimed to be the odd one out and believes she'll last.  But  sadly, as I expected, she "died" first XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNjHvt8U1I/AAAAAAAAA7c/wfXI8n-MOuo/s1600-h/13_Laura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNjHvt8U1I/AAAAAAAAA7c/wfXI8n-MOuo/s320/13_Laura.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382754964357272402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laura Paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I   don't really remember much about her actually, since she didn't last   past 2nd episode. All I remember about her was that she was accused by   Show to be The Killer and owner of the Death Box, but was not, yet in   the end, she got dragged together into the execution ceremony when she   raised the white flag in surrender and got "killed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNjGKqh0nI/AAAAAAAAA7E/japIobsvDTI/s1600-h/13_Cody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNjGKqh0nI/AAAAAAAAA7E/japIobsvDTI/s320/13_Cody.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382754937230971506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cody Minshew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He   is like the weirdest and most odd contestant I've ever seen, since  he's  got this crazy-ass punk hairstyle that I would not be caught dead  in.  He is the most easygoing person among the contestants and  surprisingly,  he works as a ghosthunter, which serves his purpose as  being in this  gameshow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNjFlbP8oI/AAAAAAAAA68/zennl4UpZxE/s1600-h/13_Adam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNjFlbP8oI/AAAAAAAAA68/zennl4UpZxE/s320/13_Adam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382754927234773634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adam Wood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He   works as a musician and he's got this perpetual "Duh" blur look on his   face, almost like a dumb blonde. But surprisingly he pulled through  past  3/4 of the show until he was "killed" by the Death Box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNjGqRRMDI/AAAAAAAAA7M/D8_EC5FuiTM/s1600-h/13_Erica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNjGqRRMDI/AAAAAAAAA7M/D8_EC5FuiTM/s320/13_Erica.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382754945714958386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Erica Johnson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I   forgot what she worked as, but she is probably the most competitive   (and vocal) of all the girls and the only girl to manage to last till   the finals. After Rodney was dead and the Death Box free for the taking,   she quickly became the next Killer. She hates Ted with a passion more   or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNjHNeSC6I/AAAAAAAAA7U/bDg53N8iOAU/s1600-h/13_Kelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrNjHNeSC6I/AAAAAAAAA7U/bDg53N8iOAU/s320/13_Kelly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382754955164781474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Kelly Marquardt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She   is a devout Christian and believe in the Devil's work and stuff like   that, although to my opinion, it only just added more to her overtly   innocence and simplicity of her mind. She works as a nursing student and   trusts people too much, to the point where Cody worries about him   because she just wouldn't see the big picture of things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, overall, the gameplay went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="wikitable" style="text-align: center; width: 450px; height: 238px;"&gt; &lt;caption&gt;Elimination Chart&lt;/caption&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;th rowspan="2"&gt;Name&lt;/th&gt; &lt;th rowspan="2"&gt;Age&lt;/th&gt; &lt;th rowspan="2"&gt;Hometown&lt;/th&gt; &lt;th colspan="8"&gt;Episodes&lt;/th&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;1&lt;/th&gt; &lt;th&gt;2&lt;/th&gt; &lt;th&gt;3&lt;/th&gt; &lt;th&gt;4&lt;/th&gt; &lt;th&gt;5&lt;/th&gt; &lt;th&gt;6&lt;/th&gt; &lt;th&gt;7&lt;/th&gt; &lt;th&gt;8&lt;/th&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Ted Kirner&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;26&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philadelphia,_Pennsylvania" title="Philadelphia, Pennsylvania" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Philadelphia, PA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#f976b8"&gt;RISK&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#0099ff"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WINNER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Nasser Goins&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;26&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philadelphia,_Pennsylvania" title="Philadelphia, Pennsylvania" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Philadelphia, PA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#f9e633"&gt;RISK&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#cc00ff"&gt;DEAD&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Erica Johnson&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;24&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Waycross,_Georgia" title="Waycross, Georgia"&gt;Waycross, GA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#47f982"&gt;IMMUNE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#f976b8"&gt;RISK&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#f976b8"&gt;RISK&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#00ffcc"&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td  style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;KILLED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Melyssa Nocar&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;24&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Columbus,_Ohio" title="Columbus, Ohio"&gt;Columbus, OH&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#e04747"&gt;DEAD&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="lightgrey"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Adam Wood&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;25&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seattle,_Washington" title="Seattle, Washington" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Seattle, WA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#f976b8"&gt;RISK&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#f976b8"&gt;RISK&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td  style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;KILLED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="lightgrey"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Leah Lucas&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;21&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philadelphia,_Pennsylvania" title="Philadelphia, Pennsylvania" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Philadelphia, PA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#f976b8"&gt;RISK&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#e04747"&gt;DEAD&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td colspan="2" bgcolor="lightgrey"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Cody Minshew&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;22&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Austin,_Texas" title="Austin, Texas"&gt;Austin, TX&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#47f982"&gt;IMMUNE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td  style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;KILLED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td colspan="2" bgcolor="lightgrey"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Rodney Craft&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;26&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Los_Angeles,_California" title="Los Angeles, California" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Los Angeles, CA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#00ffcc"&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#f78181"&gt;DEAD&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td colspan="3" bgcolor="lightgrey"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Kelly Marquardt&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;23&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/San_Diego,_California" title="San Diego, California" class="mw-redirect"&gt;San Diego, CA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#f976b8"&gt;RISK&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#e04747"&gt;DEAD&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td colspan="4" bgcolor="lightgrey"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Ryan Norys&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;24&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yorba_Linda,_California" title="Yorba Linda, California"&gt;Yorba Linda, CA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#e04747"&gt;DEAD&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td colspan="5" bgcolor="lightgrey"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;Steffinie Phrommany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;29&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/North_Hollywood,_California" title="North Hollywood, California" class="mw-redirect"&gt;North Hollywood, CA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td  style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;KILLED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td colspan="5" bgcolor="lightgrey"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Laura Paul&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;27&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Medford,_Oregon" title="Medford, Oregon"&gt;Medford, OR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;SAFE&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#e04747"&gt;DEAD&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td colspan="6" bgcolor="lightgrey"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Lauren Harris&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;24&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cherry_Hill,_New_Jersey" title="Cherry Hill, New Jersey"&gt;Cherry Hill, NJ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#e04747"&gt;DEAD&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td colspan="7" bgcolor="lightgrey"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="border: 1px solid darkgray;color:blue;" &gt;  KILLED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The contestant was killed by the death box while another contestant possessed it.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="border: 1px solid darkgray; background-color: rgb(224, 71, 71);"&gt;  DEAD &lt;/span&gt; The contestant lost the execution ceremony and therefore died (was eliminated).&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="border: 1px solid darkgray; background-color: rgb(249, 118, 184);"&gt;  RISK &lt;/span&gt; The contestant won the execution ceremony, saving themselves from being executed.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="border: 1px solid darkgray; background-color: rgb(249, 230, 51);"&gt;  RISK &lt;/span&gt; The contestant was forced into the execution ceremony due to falsely accusing another contestant of possessing the death box.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="border: 1px solid darkgray; background-color: rgb(71, 249, 130);"&gt;  IMMUNE &lt;/span&gt; The contestant was &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Immunity_%28reality_television%29" title="Immunity (reality television)"&gt;immune&lt;/a&gt; from the execution ceremony.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="border: 1px solid darkgray; background-color: rgb(0, 255, 204);"&gt;  SAFE &lt;/span&gt; The contestant became the killer.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="border: 1px solid darkgray; background-color: rgb(247, 129, 129);"&gt;  DEAD &lt;/span&gt; The contestant was executed while in possession of the death box.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="border: 1px solid darkgray; background-color: rgb(204, 0, 255);"&gt;  DEAD &lt;/span&gt; The contestant became the killer, and was later executed.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="border: 1px solid darkgray; background-color: rgb(0, 153, 255);"&gt;  &lt;b&gt;WINNER&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt; The contestant won 13: Fear is Real.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;I   never really rooted on anyone, really, coz I was more or less too   absorbed by the horror and gameplay of it. Here is how the contestants   "died":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren - Suffocated from being buried alive&lt;br /&gt;Laura - Face eaten alive by rats&lt;br /&gt;Ryan - Crushed by a falling tree taken down by a chainsaw&lt;br /&gt;Steffinie - Killed by Rodney with the Death Box&lt;br /&gt;Kelly - Chained and burned alive at the stake&lt;br /&gt;Rodney - Sliced in half by a pendulum&lt;br /&gt;Cody - Killed by Erica via Death Box&lt;br /&gt;Leah - Drowned and attacked by snakes in a locked bathroom filling with water&lt;br /&gt;Adam - Killed by Erica via Death Box&lt;br /&gt;Melyssa - Crushed to death in the trunk of a car&lt;br /&gt;Erica- Killed by Nasser via Special Death Box&lt;br /&gt;Nasser - Killed by a minion wielding an axe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I   think this reality TV show has potential, especially when it's done by   Sam Raimi, one of the masters of horror. But surprisingly, reviews   weren't good, saying things like it was too fake, camera angle was lame,   horror was too over-rated, minions weren't realistic enough in   manhandling the contestants, deaths were not really confirmed, etc,   etc...But if they were to make it any more real, they're gonna have   lawsuits, cops and angry mob demanding justice. Sometimes it scares you   to know that there are some people who are just plain bloodlust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho,   even though there was no indication of a comeback for 2nd season, I   think they should give it a shot. It's pretty good by far. I actually   liked it. I'd give it a rating of 7.5/10, and should not be missed. It's   very nice, seriously&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-5866166052952090892?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/5866166052952090892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=5866166052952090892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5866166052952090892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5866166052952090892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/prey-on-your-fears.html' title='Prey On Your Fears...'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lP21juy08Ps/SrO5fRmFFhI/AAAAAAAAA9M/YmnIBib2sX4/s72-c/thirteen_fear_is_real.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-6491221515250280055</id><published>2011-11-19T06:14:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T06:15:20.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rango</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/6d/Rango2011Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 444px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/6d/Rango2011Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When  my hubby and I saw the trailer, our first thought was "Ah ha ha,  another animation in the works". Then when it came out on the big  screen, after exhausting all other movies that were bigger priority to  watch, we finally gave in to give this movie a shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Plot"&gt;Plot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;Rango, a pet &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chameleon"&gt;chameleon&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Johnny_Depp"&gt;Johnny Depp&lt;/a&gt;), becomes accidentally stranded in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mojave_Desert"&gt;Mojave Desert&lt;/a&gt; after his &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terrarium" class="mw-redirect" title="Terrarium"&gt;terrarium&lt;/a&gt; falls from his owner's car. After meeting an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Armadillo"&gt;armadillo&lt;/a&gt; named Roadkill (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alfred_Molina"&gt;Alfred Molina&lt;/a&gt;) who is seeking the mystical Spirit of the West, he narrowly avoids being eaten by a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hawk"&gt;hawk&lt;/a&gt;. The next day, after having a surreal nightmare, he meets a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Desert_iguana"&gt;desert iguana&lt;/a&gt; Beans (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isla_Fisher"&gt;Isla Fisher&lt;/a&gt;), a rancher's daughter, who takes him to Dirt, an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Old_West" class="mw-redirect" title="Old West"&gt;Old West&lt;/a&gt; town populated by desert animals.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Beans  discovers that the water reserves, stored in a water-cooler  bottle in  the bank, are dangerously low. At the Gas Can Saloon, Rango,  using  bravado and improvisation to fit in, presents himself as a tough   drifter. He quickly runs afoul of outlaw Bad Bill (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ray_Winstone"&gt;Ray Winstone&lt;/a&gt;),   narrowly avoiding a shootout when the hawk returns, scaring Bill. The   hawk chases Rango until by luck Rango kills the predator by crushing it   under an empty &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Water_tower"&gt;water tower&lt;/a&gt; he's accidentally made collapse. In response, Mayor Tortoise John (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ned_Beatty"&gt;Ned Beatty&lt;/a&gt;)   appoints Rango the new sheriff. A skeptical Beans demands Rango   investigate the water problem while the townsfolk worry that the hawk   was the only thing keeping gunslinger Rattlesnake Jake from returning to   terrorize them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That night, Rango inadvertently gives some mole  robbers the location  of the bank and tools to break into the vault.  When the townsfolk find  their water stolen, Rango organizes a posse  that finds bank manager  Mr.Merrimack (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stephen_Root"&gt;Stephen Root&lt;/a&gt;) dead. They eventually track the robbers to their mountain hideout, only for their leader, Balthazar (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harry_Dean_Stanton"&gt;Harry Dean Stanton&lt;/a&gt;), to reveal that his clan of moles, prairie dogs and others greatly outnumbers the posse. Nabbing the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Covered_wagon"&gt;covered wagon&lt;/a&gt;   water-bottle, the posse flees, chased in a ground and air fight before   discovering the bottle is empty. Despite the robbers professing that   they'd discovered it empty, the posse returns them to town for trial.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After  Rango and Beans deduce that the Mayor has been buying all the  nearby  land around, Rango recalls the mayor telling him how controlling  water  equals control of everything. He confronts the mayor, who denies  he has  done anything wrong and shows Rango that he is building a modern  city  on the old land. With no proof of the mayor's wrongdoing, Rango  leaves,  while the mayor orders one of his men to call Rattlesnake Jake (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bill_Nighy"&gt;Bill Nighy&lt;/a&gt;) — who soon arrives, firing shots with his &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gatling_gun"&gt;gatling gun&lt;/a&gt;   tail. Recognizing that Rango is a fake, Jake runs him out of town  after  humiliating him and making him admit that everything he told the  town  about himself is a lie.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ashamed and no longer knowing who he is, Rango wanders the desert and in a daze meets the Spirit of the West (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Timothy_Olyphant"&gt;Timothy Olyphant&lt;/a&gt;), a cowboy whom Rango calls the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Man_with_No_Name"&gt;Man with No Name&lt;/a&gt;. The Spirit inspires Rango and tells him, "No man can walk out on his own story." With the aid of Roadkill and mystical moving &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cacti" class="mw-redirect" title="Cacti"&gt;cacti&lt;/a&gt;, Rango learns the source of Dirt's water is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Las_Vegas,_Nevada" title="Las Vegas, Nevada"&gt;Las Vegas&lt;/a&gt;, and that someone has shut off a water line. Realizing the mayor's hand in this, Rango recruits the hill clan in his plan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Returning  to town, he calls out Jake for a duel — a diversion so that  the hill  folk and the cacti can flood the town with water. The mayor  threatens  Beans' life, forcing Rango to surrender. The two are put into  the bank  vault to drown, while the mayor prepares to shoot Jake, whom he  calls a  relic. However, Rango manages to take the only bullet from the  gun and  uses it to break the door of the vault, flooding the room and  taking  out the mayor and his men. Jake, acknowledging Rango as a worthy   opponent for saving his life, grabs the mayor and drags him into the   desert to take his revenge. The citizens of Dirt celebrate the return of   the water and acknowledge Rango as their hero.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Throughout the film, an owl &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mariachi"&gt;mariachi&lt;/a&gt; band &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greek_chorus" title="Greek chorus"&gt;provides commentary&lt;/a&gt; that breaks the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fourth_wall"&gt;fourth wall&lt;/a&gt;. They have a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Running_gag"&gt;running gag&lt;/a&gt; in which they constantly say that Rango will die at some point, though it never happens.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;While  reviewers say that this movie is a "kid-movie equivalent to a Quentin  Tarantino film", which is a little too exaggerated, it is still a pretty  entertaining movie nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain parts of the movie were  pretty obvious, like how Rango was actually a pet and all that, and  despite knowing some parts of the movie are just plan ridiculous, you  can't help but laugh at it and accept it as it is because it's one of  those moments that it's "just so stupid it just might work" kind of feel  to it. Though I would like to know what's Rango's real name, since he  obviously cooked up that name from the word Durango on his cactus juice  bottle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire movie felt a bit PotC-ish, maybe because Johnny  Depp was in it and the director was the guy who did the PotC franchise.  Even the white plains where Rango woke up in when he met the Spirit of  the West was hilariously like the scene in PotC3 in Davy Jones' Locker  or something! LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally LOL-ed at probably every half-ass  ideas that Rango cooked up, though somehow it worked to his favour. I  LOL-ed at probably a lot of other things too, like Beans having a faulty  self-defense mechanism, making her play possum at the wrong time;  Roadkill which is...well, SUPPOSED to be roadkill and yet is still alive  (XD); the bird who can still live with an arrow shot through his eye  (and probably his brain); and probably the most funniest of all, The  Spirit of the West, which is a Clint-Eastwood-ish character from one of  Clint Eastwood's famous movies portraying his character as The Man With  No Name (too bad the voice is not by him though XD). It's like  soooooooooooooooo frickin' obvious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am TOTALLY in LOVE with  Rattlesnake Jake!! He is probably the most badass, most sexy western  cowboy villain ever! And he has a "moustache" too! LOL! He really is  badass and all that jazz! I mean especially the part where he slithers  around taunting Rango, sarcastically calling him "brother" and also the  part where he was about to kill Beans, she was like "Go to Hell!" and he  replies "Where do you think I come from?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://simplywallpaper.net/pictures/2011/01/07/Rattlesnake-Jake-2-Rango-Wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 187px;" src="http://simplywallpaper.net/pictures/2011/01/07/Rattlesnake-Jake-2-Rango-Wallpaper.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best part of the entire film&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This  is a pretty recommendable movie for all ages. OK, maybe not all ages,  since I don't think kids below 12 would probably appreciate the violence  and all that almost swearing and stuff, but still, it's a good watch  that should not be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall rating: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.5/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-6491221515250280055?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/6491221515250280055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=6491221515250280055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/6491221515250280055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/6491221515250280055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/rango.html' title='Rango'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-265248538993590629</id><published>2011-11-19T06:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T06:14:47.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Every Second Count</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/e5/Source_Code_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 444px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/e5/Source_Code_Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When  we saw this in the trailers, it looked pretty cool, and after hearing  that it was done by the talented guy who did "Moon" (which we quite  enjoyed) and also hearing surprisingly amazing reviews about this, we  went and caught the second showing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Plot"&gt;Plot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;Captain Colter Stevens (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jake_Gyllenhaal"&gt;Jake Gyllenhaal&lt;/a&gt;)   is a decorated army helicopter pilot whose last memory is of his  recent  mission in Afghanistan, flying with his team while taking on  enemy  gunfire. He awakens on a train headed for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chicago"&gt;Chicago&lt;/a&gt;   with no memory of how he arrived there. His reflection is of a   different man and his wallet says his name is Sean Fentress. Sitting   across from him is a woman named Christina Warren (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michelle_Monaghan"&gt;Michelle Monaghan&lt;/a&gt;) who seems to know him as Fentress. Before he can understand what is happening, a bomb goes off and destroys the train.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Stevens then awakens inside a chamber, where he is greeted through a computer screen by Capt. Colleen Goodwin (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vera_Farmiga"&gt;Vera Farmiga&lt;/a&gt;),   an Air Force officer who tells Stevens that he is inside the Source   Code, a program that allows him to take over someone's body in his or   her last eight minutes of life. Earlier that day, a bomb exploded and   destroyed a train headed into Chicago, the train that Stevens awoke on.   Stevens' mission is to locate the bomb, discover who built it, and   report back to Goodwin before the bomber can detonate a second larger   bomb, a dirty nuclear device, in downtown Chicago, which could cause the   deaths of millions of people.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Stevens is sent back to the  train, where he locates the bomb in the  ventilation shaft above the  bathroom. The bomb explodes again, activated  by a cell phone detonator.  After the bomb goes off, Stevens sees  various blurred images that  appear to be fragmented memories from  Fentress's past. Stevens  reawakens in the chamber, where Goodwin and the  Source Code's creator,  Dr. Rutledge (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeffrey_Wright_%28actor%29" title="Jeffrey Wright (actor)"&gt;Jeffrey Wright&lt;/a&gt;),   tell him that the Source Code is not a simulation, but a visit into  the  past in the form of an alternative reality. Stevens can perform   different actions each time and learn from those actions. He is told   that he cannot truly alter the past to save Christina or any of the   other passengers, but hopefully the intel he gathers can be used to   alter the future and prevent a future attack.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Confused and  frustrated, Stevens wonders how he got assigned to this  project if it  felt like just yesterday he was on mission in Afghanistan.  He suspects  that Goodwin is not telling him the whole truth when she  says that he  has been with the Source Code project for two months.  Stevens catches a  glimpse of Goodwin's uniform insignia during one  debriefing, and  discovers where Goodwin and Rutledge are assigned. Using  a cellphone,  he eventually discovers that he supposedly died in the war  two months  ago and that his injured body was apparently appropriated by  the Air  Force and used by Rutledge to enter the Source Code. He was  chosen  because his physical attributes are a close match to Sean  Fentress, and  his particular injuries allow him to be connected to the  Source Code  system, due to half of his brain still being "active".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Stevens is  sent back several more times. Each time he learns more,  and each time  the bomb goes off he sees fragmented images of what appear  to be  memories, with warped and curved reflections. During one  debriefing  Stevens is made to hear an emotional audio statement from his  father (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scott_Bakula"&gt;Scott Bakula&lt;/a&gt;)   concerning his death. Stevens resolves to complete his mission, now   with the personal goal of saving Christina and the people on the train   if at all possible. On one trip he retrieves a gun from the conductor's   compartment on the train and eventually discovers that the bomber is an   American extremist named Derek Frost (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Arden"&gt;Michael Arden&lt;/a&gt;).   Stevens is shot dead in the confrontation, as is Christina, and the   bomb on the train goes off, but Stevens was still able to gather enough   information about Frost to inform Rutledge and Goodwin after he awakes   from the source-code. Authorities are able to apprehend Frost and save   Chicago before the second bomb is detonated.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Earlier, Stevens  had asked Goodwin and Rutledge to give him one  opportunity to try and  save all the passengers on the train, and then  let him die. Despite  Rutledge's attempts to explain that the source code  "doesn't work that  way", Rutledge agrees to the deal. Now that the  mission is over,  however, Rutledge reveals his true plan - that Stevens  is too valuable  to the Source Code project - and, unknown to Stevens,  Rutledge orders  Stevens' memory wiped/erased instead. Goodwin feels  morally obligated  to obey the wishes of Stevens, and breaks the chain of  command to send  Stevens on one last attempt to successfully avert the  train disaster.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;With  the information he has uncovered from previous sorties, Stevens  is  able to defuse the bomb and capture Frost before he can destroy the   train. Stevens then sends an email to Goodwin, and later makes a phone   call to hear his father's heartfelt voice one last time, telling his   father that he was Sean Fentress, a soldier that served with his son and   was there when his son died. Frost is arrested by the police and the   people on the train are saved. Stevens and Christina kiss in the last   seconds before the relived memory ends at the eight-minute mark. At that   instant, Goodwin removes Stevens from life support per his request.   Back in the alternate reality, to Steven's surprise, he neither returns   to the chamber nor dies. Instead, his mind remains in Sean Fentress'   body, apparently in an alternate timeline where the disaster was   averted. Back in the original timeline, Stevens dies immediately when   Goodwin cuts the life support.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Stevens—now in Fentress's body—leaves the train with Christina. While walking together in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Millennium_Park"&gt;Millennium Park&lt;/a&gt; in Chicago, they come to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cloud_Gate"&gt;Cloud Gate&lt;/a&gt;   sculpture, and Stevens recognizes the sculpture from the fragmented   "memories" he witnessed every time he returned from the source-code.   Realizing that he had already seen fragmented images of this "future"   portion of the alternate-reality, Stevens asks Christina if she believes   in fate.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Still in the alternate timeline, back at Nellis Air  Base, Goodwin  receives the email sent by Stevens while he was on the  train. The  message details the averted train crisis, and outlines that  it was  Stevens and Goodwin and the Source Code project that averted the  train  disaster. Goodwin, apparently unaware of what had happened in  the  original timeline, sees reports on television verifying the email's   claims of the averted bombing, and overhears Rutledge being briefed   about the bomber and the averted train disaster. Rutledge comments that   if the bomber had set off a bomb, it would have been a good opportunity   to try the Source Code.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all I can say  is that this movie totally ROCKS! It's like Dejavu/12 Monkeys meets  Quantum Leap in a sense, and it's frickin' amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake  Gyllenhaal delivered in this movie as the guy who travels in time to see  the source of the primary explosion which is a initial stage to a  bigger terrorist attack. It's an interesting theory that our brain  actually still remains active and retain the last 8 minutes of their  memories, and using that technology and another half-dead guy--which I  TOTALLY did not expect him to actually be that way until towards the  middle of the movie, and also the fact that they weren't technically  communicating face to face but via text that was sent through from his  brainwaves translated into words on the computer of the screen--created  probably the ultimate time machine that does not create a butterfly  effect. Or so they thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake Gyllenhaal aside, there were a  few notable people in there, namely Russell Peters who plays as (you  guessed it) a comedian (how the heck did he get this role is beyond me  XD), and then there is the voice of Scott Bakula, our Quantum Leap guy,  which really brings the significance of Quantum Leap in this movie. LOL!  What a coincidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that the director has an affinity  with plot twists because just like his previous movie "Moon" where the  character uncovered the clone conspiracy on himself (which I'll prolly  discuss about this movie one of these days), while I thought everything  ended and I cried like a frickin' baby over his life support being cut  off and him dying just like that, Jake's character finds himself now in  an alternate timeline where his mind and spirit meshed with the body of  the man he was supposed to temporarily take over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the kicker  was that when you thought everything here is happening in the mind and  there is nothing you can do to change the past that has already happened  based on the memory of a dead guy, apparently he frickin' went  butterfly effect on us as he had saved everyone on the train and the  terrorism never happened, but then ultimately creating some sort of  paradox where he's both there and also in the Source Code chamber as  well. That was some mindfuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I'll give this movie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9/10&lt;/span&gt; for its originality, and highly recommend that you get your ass there to watch it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-265248538993590629?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/265248538993590629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=265248538993590629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/265248538993590629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/265248538993590629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/make-every-second-count.html' title='Make Every Second Count'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-2604835998009221883</id><published>2011-11-19T06:13:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T06:14:22.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Far Are You Willing To Go...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/bc/The_Next_Three_Days_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 444px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/bc/The_Next_Three_Days_Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We've  seen the trailer, it came out in the movies, the clear version for  download came out, but it took me months and months of pestering before  my hubby decided to get down to it and watch the movie. LOL! Persistence  pays off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Plot"&gt;Plot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lara  Brennan (Banks) is convicted of murdering her boss after an   altercation at work. Following the failure of her appeal, Lara's husband   John Brennan (Crowe), a professor at a community college, becomes   obsessed with the idea of breaking her out of jail, while their son Luke&lt;sup id="cite_ref-bauknecht_5-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Next_Three_Days#cite_note-bauknecht-5"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;6&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; ceases to acknowledge her during their prison visits.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;While covering &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Don_Quixote"&gt;Don Quixote&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; with his students, John asks the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Existentialism" title="Existentialism"&gt;existential&lt;/a&gt;   question "If we choose to exist in our own reality, are we insane? And   if we are, isn't that better than a life of despair?" John consults   Damon Pennington (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liam_Neeson"&gt;Liam Neeson&lt;/a&gt;),   a former convict who successfully escaped from prison seven times.   Damon advises John to study the prison, saying "every prison has a key".   Damon also warns him that the initial escape from the prison will be   easy compared with avoiding capture after the escape. To that end, John   must obtain false passports, new social security numbers, and a   "truckload of cash" to have a chance of success. Damon also suggests   going to an unpopular foreign destination for Americans. John learns   Pittsburgh's time to lock-down the city's exits after a call is made to   do so: 15 minutes for the city center and 35 minutes for all   interstates, secondary roads, and stations or airports.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;John  contemplates several ideas that don't pan out and is defeated  more than  once, but latches onto a solid plan and the necessary  paperwork after  some painful efforts. John falsifies and plants &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blood_work" class="mw-redirect" title="Blood work"&gt;blood work&lt;/a&gt; results indicating that his wife is in a state of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hyperkalemia"&gt;hyperkalemia&lt;/a&gt;,   and she is transferred to the hospital. He follows the ambulance and   helps her to escape although she is doubtful and reluctant, motivated   only by the idea of her son being without either parent.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;With the  police getting some lucky breaks, they are hot on John and  Lara's  trail through a series of chases. Throughout the film, John is  shown  assembling maps, photographs, notes, and other papers on a wall of  his  house. He tears them down and stuffs them into several garbage bags   before leaving to rescue Lara, leaving one bag in the trash outside his   home, and the rest in a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dumpster"&gt;dumpster&lt;/a&gt;   some blocks away. As it turns out he did this selectively to misguide   the detectives regarding their final destination. They have an   uncomfortable moment at Customs, as a Canadian officer examines their   passports and glances at the page of photographs showing people to stop.   He allows them to pass. The shift changes, and as they walk down the   hall, their photos are added to the list. An international flight is   delayed, but the police were after the wrong destination. At the end of   the film, the family is safe in Venezuela. It is also revealed that  Lara  is innocent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;For a &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anything_for_Her"&gt;2008 French remake&lt;/a&gt;, this movie actually rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russell  Crowe totally delivered in his acting in a way that you really truly  feel sorry for him and can't help but root for him and feel for his  pain. And we were surprised to see Liam Neeson having a bit of cameo in  there to help him out with jailbreak. And we were totally surprised as  well by the fact that our dear Ms 13 from House is here as a side  character as well! We were like "LOL! It's 13!" though we kept calling  her 13 to the point where we totally forgot what is her real character  name. She's just got that memorable face that everyone knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout  the whole movie, even though you know that what he was doing  was  wrong, you can't help but want to root for him as well because you   truly want to believe that his wife is innocent. It's almost  unbelievable that a college professor could come up with all this, to  the point where he was actually able to selectively choose evidence that  would distract the police from the right track and a whole lotta guts  and luck that got us biting our nails and squealing like anything. And  towards the end where it was actually revealed that she was innocent but  the evidence is so infuriatingly THERE but not attainable. Agh! I  really hate those moments where it's supposed to be a "In your face!"  moment, but it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really engaging movie, despite  Rotten Tomatoes giving it quite a low rating (never really trusted it  that much anyways), and it is very recommendable for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall ratings: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-2604835998009221883?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/2604835998009221883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=2604835998009221883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/2604835998009221883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/2604835998009221883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-far-are-you-willing-to-go.html' title='How Far Are You Willing To Go...?'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-6682504696546187395</id><published>2011-11-19T06:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T06:13:25.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Behold the Mighty Thor~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/fc/Thor_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 444px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/fc/Thor_poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ever  since my hubby and I saw the trailer for this movie, we were TOTALLY  looking forward to it. It came together with Captain America (the  trailer, I mean) and somehow I ended up being more looking forward to  Thor than Captain America. So yeah, when the movie came out we were so  off to the premiere night. Plotline is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;In 965 A.D., &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Odin_%28Marvel_Comics%29" title="Odin (Marvel Comics)"&gt;Odin&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anthony_Hopkins" title="Anthony Hopkins"&gt;Anthony Hopkins&lt;/a&gt;), king of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asgard_%28comics%29" title="Asgard (comics)"&gt;Asgard&lt;/a&gt;, wages war against the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Giants_%28Marvel_Comics%29" title="Giants (Marvel Comics)"&gt;Frost Giants&lt;/a&gt; of Jotunheim and their leader &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laufey_%28Marvel_Comics%29" title="Laufey (Marvel Comics)"&gt;Laufey&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colm_Feore" title="Colm Feore"&gt;Colm Feore&lt;/a&gt;),   to prevent them conquering the Nine Realms, starting with Earth. The   Asgardian warriors defeat the Frost Giants and seize the source of their   power, the Casket of Ancient Winters.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the present, Odin's son &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thor_%28Marvel_Comics%29" title="Thor (Marvel Comics)"&gt;Thor&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chris_Hemsworth" title="Chris Hemsworth"&gt;Chris Hemsworth&lt;/a&gt;)   prepares to ascend to the throne of Asgard, but is interrupted when  the  Frost Giants attempt to retrieve the Casket. Against Odin's order,  Thor  travels to Jotunheim to confront Laufey, accompanied by his  brother &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Loki_%28comics%29" title="Loki (comics)"&gt;Loki&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tom_Hiddleston" title="Tom Hiddleston"&gt;Tom Hiddleston&lt;/a&gt;), childhood friend &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sif_%28Marvel_Comics%29" title="Sif (Marvel Comics)"&gt;Sif&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jaimie_Alexander" title="Jaimie Alexander"&gt;Jaimie Alexander&lt;/a&gt;) and the Warriors Three: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Volstagg" title="Volstagg"&gt;Volstagg&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ray_Stevenson_%28actor%29" title="Ray Stevenson (actor)"&gt;Ray Stevenson&lt;/a&gt;), &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fandral" title="Fandral"&gt;Fandral&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joshua_Dallas" title="Joshua Dallas"&gt;Joshua Dallas&lt;/a&gt;) and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hogun" title="Hogun"&gt;Hogun&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tadanobu_Asano" title="Tadanobu Asano"&gt;Tadanobu Asano&lt;/a&gt;).   A battle ensues until Odin intervenes to save the Asgardians,   destroying the fragile truce between the two races. For Thor's   arrogance, Odin strips his son of his godly power and exiles him to   Earth, accompanied by his hammer &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mjolnir_%28comics%29" title="Mjolnir (comics)"&gt;Mjolnir&lt;/a&gt; — the source of his power, now protected by a spell to allow only the worthy to wield it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thor lands in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_Mexico" title="New Mexico"&gt;New Mexico&lt;/a&gt;, where scientist &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jane_Foster_%28comics%29" title="Jane Foster (comics)"&gt;Jane Foster&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Natalie_Portman" title="Natalie Portman"&gt;Natalie Portman&lt;/a&gt;), her assistant Darcy Lewis (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kat_Dennings" title="Kat Dennings"&gt;Kat Dennings&lt;/a&gt;) and mentor Dr. Erik Selvig (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stellan_Skarsgard" title="Stellan Skarsgard" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Stellan Skarsgard&lt;/a&gt;) find him. The local populace finds Mjolnir, which &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/S.H.I.E.L.D" title="S.H.I.E.L.D" class="mw-redirect"&gt;S.H.I.E.L.D&lt;/a&gt; agent Phil Coulson (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clark_Gregg" title="Clark Gregg"&gt;Clark Gregg&lt;/a&gt;)   soon commandeers before forcibly acquiring Jane's data about the   wormhole that delivered Thor to Earth. Thor, having discovered Mjolnir's   nearby location, seeks to retrieve it from the facility that   S.H.I.E.L.D quickly constructed. But he finds himself unable to lift it,   and is captured. With Selvig's help, he is freed and resigns himself  to  exile on Earth as he develops a romance with Jane.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Loki  discovers he is Laufey's son, adopted by Odin after the war  ended. When  Odin, overcome with stress, falls into the deep "Odinsleep"  that  allows him to recuperate, Loki becomes king and offers Laufey the   chance to kill Odin and retrieve the Casket. Sif and the Warriors Three,   unhappy with Loki's rule, attempt to return Thor from exile,  convincing  &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heimdall_%28Marvel_Comics%29" title="Heimdall (Marvel Comics)"&gt;Heimdall&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Idris_Elba" title="Idris Elba"&gt;Idris Elba&lt;/a&gt;), gatekeeper of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bifr%C3%B6st" title="Bifröst"&gt;Bifröst Bridge&lt;/a&gt; - the means of travelling between worlds - to allow them passage to Earth. Aware of their plan, Loki sends the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Destroyer_%28Thor%29" title="Destroyer (Thor)"&gt;Destroyer&lt;/a&gt;, a seemingly indestructible &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Automaton" title="Automaton"&gt;automaton&lt;/a&gt;,   to pursue them and kill Thor. Sif and the Warriors Three find Thor,  but  the Destroyer attacks and defeats them, prompting Thor to offer  himself  instead. Struck by the Destroyer and near death, Thor's  sacrifice  proves him worthy to wield Mjolnir. The hammer returns to  him, restoring  his powers and allowing him to defeat the Destroyer.  Kissing Jane  goodbye and vowing to return, he and his fellow warriors  travel to  Asgard to confront Loki.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In Asgard, Loki betrays and  kills Laufey, revealing his true plan to  use Laufey's attempt on Odin's  life as an excuse to destroy Jotunheim  with the Bifröst Bridge, and  thus prove himself worthy to Odin. Thor  arrives and fights his brother  before destroying the Bifröst Bridge to  stop Loki's plan, stranding  himself in Asgard. Odin awakens and prevents  the brothers from falling  into the abyss created in the wake of the  bridge's destruction, but  Loki allows himself to fall to his apparent  death. Thor makes amends  with Odin, admitting he is not ready to be  king, while on Earth, Jane  and her team search for a way to open a  portal to Asgard so that she  can reunite with Thor.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Post-credits_scene" title="Post-credits scene"&gt;post-credits scene&lt;/a&gt;, Selvig has been taken to a S.H.I.E.L.D. facility, where &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nick_Fury" title="Nick Fury"&gt;Nick Fury&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Samuel_L._Jackson" title="Samuel L. Jackson"&gt;Samuel L. Jackson&lt;/a&gt;)   asks him to study an unnamed device that Fury says may hold untold   power. Loki, who is invisible, whispers to Selvig to agree, which   reveals to us that Loki is in fact alive and is possessing Selvig.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've got only one thing to say about this movie: TOTAL KICK-ASS!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Granted  that the movie is all about the Norse Gods, the action sequence and  fantasy/sci-fi-ish qualities of the setting in Asgard was pretty  amazing. It really speaks for the part of the trailer that Thor said  what we mortals call science and old-school people call magic, in their  world they are one and the same, because it looks fantasy but at the  same time it looks sci-fi-ish in nature.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The hammer is pretty  awesome, makes me almost laugh that it kinda sorta reminds me of King  Arthur because you have to be worthy to carry the hammer or something.  All the actors totally delivered in their performance, even Anthony  Hopkins as Odin. It was totally hilarious at the part where Natalie  Portman keeps hitting and making road kill out of Chris Hemsworth,  especially the hospital part where he was just walking behind her and  she just knocked him over! XD And the part where he ate his food like a  gajillion quantities and asking for another drink the old Norse way,  which is smashing the cup into smithereens. LOL! And the way he smiled  at the camera when the assistant wanted to take a picture of him to put  in Facebook, and don't even get me started on him wanting a horse in a  pet shop. LOLOLOLOL~!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of Chris Hemsworth, that guy is  totally CUT!! Muscles all in the right places and that abs and his  waist! OMG!! I was just in Droolsville just thinking about him! I  literally gave a wolf whistle the moment he came out there half-naked  with all that delectable muscles and abs and everything. It was totally  awesome~!! AGH~!! What I wouldn't do to have a bite of him right NOW!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I  absolutely enjoyed the movie. I enjoyed it even more than Iron Man, but  then again, that's my opinion. A must-see movie, especially if you  wanna know the tie-in of it for the upcoming The Avengers movie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Overall rating: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.5/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-6682504696546187395?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/6682504696546187395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=6682504696546187395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/6682504696546187395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/6682504696546187395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/behold-mighty-thor.html' title='Behold the Mighty Thor~!'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-7421482738105095636</id><published>2011-11-19T05:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T05:21:38.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Number Four</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/62/I_Am_Number_Four_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 444px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/62/I_Am_Number_Four_Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I  was quite intrigued by this movie when I saw the trailer, but sadly it  wasn't enough to perk my hubby's interest to get the movie or watching  it at the cinema, so when my friend said that she wanted to watch it  during Girls' Night Out, I definitely jumped the chance to go and check  it out for myself what the hype it was all about.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Plot"&gt;Plot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;John Smith (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alex_Pettyfer"&gt;Alex Pettyfer&lt;/a&gt;)   is an alien from planet Lorien who was sent to Earth as a child   alongside eight others to escape an invading race, the Mogadorians,   which destroyed their home planet. He is protected by a Guardian, Henri (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Timothy_Olyphant"&gt;Timothy Olyphant&lt;/a&gt;), and has developed superpowers due to his extraterrestrial nature, such as enhanced strength, speed and agility, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Telekinesis" class="mw-redirect" title="Telekinesis"&gt;telekinesis&lt;/a&gt;, resistance to fire and heat, and the power to generate light from his hands.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Mogadorians, led by the Commander (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kevin_Durand"&gt;Kevin Durand&lt;/a&gt;)   eventually discover about the nine toddlers and come to Earth in  search  of them. These Loriens can only be killed in a particular  sequence,  with three of them having already been slain. John is Number  Four.  Knowing this, he and Henri move from Florida to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paradise,_Ohio" class="mw-redirect" title="Paradise, Ohio"&gt;Paradise, Ohio&lt;/a&gt;, where John befriends conspiracy theorist Sam Goode (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Callan_McAuliffe"&gt;Callan McAuliffe&lt;/a&gt;) and falls in love with amateur photographer Sarah Hart (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dianna_Agron"&gt;Dianna Agron&lt;/a&gt;), whose ex-boyfriend, school athlete Mark James (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jake_Abel"&gt;Jake Abel&lt;/a&gt;) is a bully who often torments both John and Sam.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;During  the spring carnival, Mark and his friends capture John and  Sarah, whom  they believe are in a relationship, and drag them to a cave,  where  they attempt to beat John up. However, he uses his powers to fend  them  off and rescue Sarah. Sam witnesses the events, and John tells him  his  true origin. Shortly thereafter, Mark’s father, the local sheriff,   interrogates Henri on John’s whereabouts when his son and his friends   were attacked, and notices that he has a high-tech surveillance system.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Henri  tells John that too many people are suspicious of them, in  addition to  John’s random displays of power, caused by his difficulty in   controlling them, and that they must leave. However, John tells him he   can’t because he’s in love with Sarah. When a Lorien falls in love, it   only happens once, and the two lovers become connected forever.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Mogadorians start searching for John as well as another Lorien, Number Six (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teresa_Palmer"&gt;Teresa Palmer&lt;/a&gt;),   who decided to go after the Mogadorians instead of running away from   them after her Guardian was murdered. The Magodorians eventually locate   John and manipulate two conspiracy theorists into capturing Henri. When   John and Sam go to rescue him, they are attacked but manage to fend   Mogadorians off. However, Henri is mortally wounded and dies after John   and Sam escape with some Lorien artifacts, including a blue rock that   acts as a tracking device to locate other Loriens. Sam’s father, a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Conspiracy_theorist" class="mw-redirect" title="Conspiracy theorist"&gt;conspiracy theorist&lt;/a&gt;   who disappeared while hunting aliens in Mexico, has another. While Sam   searches for it, John tries to say goodbye to Sarah at a party, only  to  discover that the Mogadorians have framed him and Henri for the  murders  of the conspiracy theorists, as well as being terrorists due to  the  their cutting-edge technology. Mark sees John and calls his  father, who  corners John and Sarah. He saves her from a fall, revealing  his powers  in the process, and they escape to their school.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Meanwhile,  The Commander also arrives at Paradise, blocking the exits  with  trucks. He is confronted by Mark and his father, and, after  injuring  the latter, he forces the former to show him where John is  hiding, Mark  then takes him to the school, which he knows is Sarah’s  hideout.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There,  John, Sarah, and Sam are attacked by the Commander and his  soldiers,  who have brought two giant monsters to hunt the trio. They are  saved by  Number Six and a Chimera sent by John’s parents to protect  him, which  can &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shapeshift" class="mw-redirect" title="Shapeshift"&gt;shapeshift&lt;/a&gt; and was disguised as his dog. John and Number Six, who can &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teleport" class="mw-redirect" title="Teleport"&gt;teleport&lt;/a&gt;,   block energy-based attacks and fight the Mogadorians. They eventually   defeat them all, including the Commander, whose energy grenades are   overheated by John and explode, destroying his body.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On the  following day, John, Number Six, Sam, and the Chimera unite  their blue  rocks and discover the location of the other four surviving  Loriens.  They set to find them and rally them together to protect Earth  from the  Mogadorians, leaving Sarah and a repentant Mark, who has  redeemed  himself by lying to his father about John’s whereabouts and  returning  John a box belonging to his father.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all  I can say is that this movie kicked ass, though not as much as I hoped  for, but still it kicked ass. Despite saying that this movie was  actually based on the novel and noticing that there are certain  deviations as well as the plot and characters itself, it still pretty  much delivered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number Four (coding kinda reminds me of Kids Next  Door) was a totally bishie boy with the typical blonde-hair-blue-eyed  look and you just can't help wanting to just glomp him and have him for  "dinner" if you know what I mean &amp;gt;////&amp;lt; I also kinda like the  relationship between Number Four and Henri the Guardian. If it weren't  for the threat of the Mogs, I'd rather like to think that they would  have had a pretty good relationship together that is more than master  and guardian :p~ My yaoi mind strikes again... ^^;;  This movie is  pretty much the usual Superman-ish plot, only with someone who actually  comes over to the planet to stalk and kill you, and instead of one  person, there are nine survivors from the Lorien that refuged down on  Earth. I love how they call their gifts "Legacies" and each develops a  different one, so I ended up comparing powers between Number Four and  Number Six. I was totally hoping that Sam was one of the Numbers since  his father had some pretty close knit connections with the Lorien  symbols and such, though sadly he was just a vessel to bring the guys  together, and unfortunately both are pure human.  I am TOTALLY in LOVE  with Bernie the dog, which is actually a shapeshifting chimera. It is  just sooooooooooooooooo uber cute. I had a feeling it would transform  into its real form or something, but I didn't expect it to be a big-ass  pitbull-like creature though, but when he is in his dog mode he was  soooooooooooooooooo CUUUUUUUUUTE~!!!!! After its fight with the Lorien  monster, I was like "Don't forget your dog! Your dog! Your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dog&lt;/span&gt;~!!"  And I like how the way you die by turning into a pillar of dust that  slowly drifts away to space. My friend says it just saves a lot of  burial costs XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it's a pretty cool movie. It's not  amazing hell, but still a good watch and worth going big screen for it.  One of those movies that makes you wish your lover (especially us girls)  would have that sort of power and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall rating: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-7421482738105095636?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/7421482738105095636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=7421482738105095636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/7421482738105095636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/7421482738105095636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-number-four.html' title='I Am Number Four'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-8513953952818250972</id><published>2011-11-19T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T05:21:10.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The King's Speech</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/a0/Kings_speech_ver3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 297px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/a0/Kings_speech_ver3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wasn't  really that interested at first when my hubby got this movie in HD, so I  just minded my own business and did my drawings while he watched it on  TV in our room, but since it was within vicinity, I ended up indirectly  watching it too, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plotline is as follows:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Plot"&gt;Plot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;The film opens with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_VI_of_the_United_Kingdom" title="George VI of the United Kingdom"&gt;Prince Albert, Duke of York&lt;/a&gt; (played by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colin_Firth"&gt;Colin Firth&lt;/a&gt;), the second son of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_V_of_the_United_Kingdom" title="George V of the United Kingdom"&gt;King George V&lt;/a&gt;, speaking at the close of the 1925 &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/British_Empire_Exhibition"&gt;British Empire Exhibition&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wembley_Stadium_%281923%29" title="Wembley Stadium (1923)"&gt;Wembley Stadium&lt;/a&gt;, with his wife &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elizabeth_Bowes-Lyon" title="Elizabeth Bowes-Lyon"&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Helena_Bonham_Carter"&gt;Helena Bonham Carter&lt;/a&gt;)   by his side. His stammering speech visibly unsettles the thousands of   listeners in the audience. The prince tries several unsuccessful   treatments and gives up, until the Duchess persuades him to see &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lionel_Logue"&gt;Lionel Logue&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Geoffrey_Rush"&gt;Geoffrey Rush&lt;/a&gt;),   an Australian speech therapist in London. In their first session,  Logue  requests that they address each other by their Christian names, a   breach of royal etiquette. He convinces Albert to read &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hamlet" title="Hamlet"&gt;Hamlet's&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/To_be,_or_not_to_be"&gt;To be, or not to be&lt;/a&gt;" &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soliloquy"&gt;soliloquy&lt;/a&gt;, while listening to the overture from Mozart's &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Marriage_of_Figaro"&gt;The Marriage of Figaro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; on headphones. Logue records Albert's reading on a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gramophone_record"&gt;gramophone record&lt;/a&gt;, but convinced that he has stammered throughout, Albert leaves in a huff. Logue offers him the recording as a keepsake.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As King George V (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Gambon"&gt;Michael Gambon&lt;/a&gt;)   makes his 1934 Christmas address, he explains to his son the  importance  of broadcasting for the modern monarchy. Later, Albert plays  Logue's  recording and hears an unbroken recitation of Shakespeare in  his own  voice. He returns to Logue, and they work together on muscle  relaxation  and breath control, while simultaneously probing the  psychological roots  of his stammer. The Prince reveals some of the  pressures of his  childhood: his strict father; the repression of his  natural &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Left-handedness#Social_stigma_and_repression"&gt;left-handedness&lt;/a&gt;; a painful treatment with metal splints for his &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Knock-kneed" title="Knock-kneed" class="mw-redirect"&gt;knock-knees&lt;/a&gt;;   a nanny who favoured his elder brother - David, the Prince of Wales,   deliberately pinching Albert at the daily presentations to their parents   so he would cry and his parents would not want to see him; and the   early death in 1919 of his little brother &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prince_John_of_the_United_Kingdom" title="Prince John of the United Kingdom"&gt;Prince John&lt;/a&gt;. As the treatment progresses, the two become friends and confidants.&lt;/p&gt;On 20 January 1936 when George V dies, David, the Prince of Wales accedes to the throne as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_VIII_of_the_United_Kingdom" title="Edward VIII of the United Kingdom"&gt;King Edward VIII&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guy_Pearce"&gt;Guy Pearce&lt;/a&gt;), but he wants to marry &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wallis,_Duchess_of_Windsor" title="Wallis, Duchess of Windsor"&gt;Wallis Simpson&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eve_Best"&gt;Eve Best&lt;/a&gt;), an American divorcée socialite, which would provoke a constitutional crisis. At a party in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Balmoral_Castle"&gt;Balmoral Castle&lt;/a&gt;, Albert points out that Edward cannot marry a divorced woman and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_VIII_abdication_crisis" title="Edward VIII abdication crisis"&gt;retain the throne&lt;/a&gt;, Edward angrily accuses his brother of a medieval-style plot to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Usurp" class="mw-redirect" title="Usurp"&gt;usurp&lt;/a&gt;   his throne, citing Albert's speech lessons as an attempt to ready   himself for power. Albert is tongue-tied at the accusation, and Edward   resurrects his childhood taunt of "B-B-Bertie". At his next session, the   Prince has not forgotten the incident. In an attempt to console him,   Logue insists that Albert could be king and says the shilling of their   wager should bear the Duke's head as monarch. Albert accuses Logue of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Treason"&gt;treason&lt;/a&gt; and, in a temper, he mocks Logue's failed acting career and humble origins, causing a rift in their friendship. &lt;p&gt;When  King Edward abdicates to marry, Albert becomes King George VI.  He  needs Logue's help and he and the Queen visit the Logues' residence  to  apologise. When the King insists that Logue be seated in the king's  box  during his coronation in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Westminster_Abbey"&gt;Westminster Abbey&lt;/a&gt;, Dr &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cosmo_Gordon_Lang"&gt;Cosmo Gordon Lang&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Archbishop_of_Canterbury"&gt;Archbishop of Canterbury&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Derek_Jacobi"&gt;Derek Jacobi&lt;/a&gt;),   questions Logue's qualifications. This prompts another confrontation   between the King and Logue, who explains he began by treating   shell-shocked soldiers in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_War_I"&gt;World War I&lt;/a&gt;. The King had served in the Royal Navy during the Great War. When Logue sits in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St_Edward%27s_Chair" class="mw-redirect" title="St Edward's Chair"&gt;St Edward's Chair&lt;/a&gt; and dismisses the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stone_of_Scone"&gt;Stone of Scone&lt;/a&gt;   as a trifle, the King's clear remonstration of Logue's disrespect for   the relics leads him to realise that he is as capable as those before   him.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Upon the September 1939 &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Declaration_of_war"&gt;declaration of war&lt;/a&gt; with Germany, George VI summons Logue to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buckingham_Palace"&gt;Buckingham Palace&lt;/a&gt; to prepare for his radio speech to the country. As the King and Logue move through the palace to a tiny studio, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Winston_Churchill"&gt;Winston Churchill&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Timothy_Spall"&gt;Timothy Spall&lt;/a&gt;)   reveals to the King that he too had once had a speech impediment but   had found a way to use it to his advantage. The King delivers his speech   as if to Logue, who coaches him through every moment. As Logue  watches,  the King steps onto the balcony of the palace with his family,  where  thousands of people assembled for the speech applaud him.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A final &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Title_card" class="mw-redirect" title="Title card"&gt;title card&lt;/a&gt; explains that, during the many speeches King George VI gave during &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_War_II"&gt;World War II&lt;/a&gt;,   Logue was always present. It is also explained that Logue and the King   remained friends, and that, "King George VI made Lionel Logue a   Commander of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Royal_Victorian_Order"&gt;Royal Victorian Order&lt;/a&gt; in 1944."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta admit, despite watching it indirectly, I actually pretty much enjoyed the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First  thing I noticed was the big stars that were in the movie. There was  Colin Firth, amazing veteran actor, and our Geoffrey "Captain Barbossa"  Rush, and Guy Pearce as the King's elder brother, as well as a whole  Harry Potter casts in play, namely Helena Bonham "Bellatrix" Carter as  the Queen, Michael "Dumbledore" Gambon as the King's father and Timothy  "Wormtail" Spall as Winston Churchill! LOL! Awesome, innit? Best place  to get all British actors is to just grab 'em from Harry Potter~! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin  Firth really delivered in his performance as the King, though it does  come to question whether the real King actually behaved that way or just  slightly dramatized for movie effects. Kinda weird yet funny at the  same time for him to learn his speech by having marbles in his mouth.  Geoffrey Rush also was pretty amazing too as he played his role as a  speech teacher well, and who'd've thunk that he hadn't really been an  actual speech teacher, but more like a psychological motivator for  people who were recovering from the war. Colin totally deserved the  Oscar awards, but I also feel Geoffrey deserved it too. Ah, well, there  can only be one winner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally love the ending of the movie. It  was really epic. Colin, though a little slow and slightly held back,  managed to deliver that speech perfectly without a stutter thanks to  Geoffrey being there to be his anchor, and everyone, who knew the King  had the speech problem, after hearing him actually delivering a speech  with such intensity and feel to it without a single stutter, it was a  Kodak moment for everyone. I was utterly nervous for him, wondering  whether or not he would blurt out a stutter and by the end of the speech  it was like "Wow. You did it. You really did it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And amazing movie that totally deserved its Oscar awards. Surely a movie that should not be missed, EVER!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-8513953952818250972?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/8513953952818250972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=8513953952818250972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/8513953952818250972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/8513953952818250972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/kings-speech.html' title='The King&apos;s Speech'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-5332683463296923119</id><published>2011-11-19T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T05:19:34.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinful Indulgence At Its Best...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/08/Chocolat_sheet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 350px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/08/Chocolat_sheet.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From  this post onwards, I will occasionally include movies that I have  watched way back when (donkey years ago) in the past, starting with this  yummy treat movie. Plotline is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Plot"&gt;Plot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;Vianne Rocher (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Juliette_Binoche"&gt;Juliette Binoche&lt;/a&gt;)   like her ancestors, drifts across France. In the winter of 1959, she   travels to a tranquil French village, where she and her daughter, Anouk (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Victoire_Thivisol"&gt;Victoire Thivisol&lt;/a&gt;),   open a small chocolaterie. The store imbues both wonder and angst   within the classical villagers as it opens during the forty days of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lent"&gt;Lent&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Soon,  Vianne's allure and confections enliven a married couple's sex  life,  encourage an elderly man's secret love, bring rapport with a  willful  diabetic, and comfort an awkward woman who longs to leave her  drunk and  abusive husband. Nevertheless, the devout village mayor, Comte  Paul de  Reynaud (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alfred_Molina"&gt;Alfred Molina&lt;/a&gt;),   sees Vianne as an immoral provocateur and quietly contests against  her.  The battle peaks when a band of river gypsies camp on the village   outskirts and Vianne finds a strong, mutual sexual attraction with the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Romani_people_by_country#France" title="Romani people by country"&gt;Manush&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Romani_people" title="Romani people"&gt;Romani&lt;/a&gt; (Gypsy) Roux (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Johnny_Depp"&gt;Johnny Depp&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;This  is definitely one of those movies where you'd wish you were there to  actually experience the goodness of it all. Kinda like Charlie and the  Chocolate Factory, but much more sensual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, it's a  chocolaterie~! An amazing world of chocolate, chocolate and more  chocolate~!! Xd When the mother and daughter started up the shop and  started making chocolates for sale, you'd truly, truly, TRULY wish you  were there to experience it, especially when you can imagine the smell  of chocolate just streaming out of the shop and can't wait to have it  tasting and lingering in the tip of your tongues and bath your mouth  with that thick creamy goodness! Damn, I'm getting hungry just thinking  about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting to know as well that there is such a  culture of people traveling where the wind takes them and bring change  to new and exciting places. Makes you feel like it's delicious yet  mystique in a way, especially when Viane can tell what you are or what  chocolate suits you the best to eat. I totally LOL-ed at the way where  this tired woman who had lost its passion in her marriage came to buy  just for a try-out, having her husband accidentally eating it and ended  up becoming some sort of aphrodisiac and got them to have wild  passionate sex and rekindled their flame of passion, which Viane knew it  was totally what she needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's also about trying to open  up and accepting new things. The village had always been conservative  and quiet, and always content with the way things are going, and were  quite adverse to the fact that something new, that was not in their  usual norm, entered their lives. Especially our Doc Oc guy who plays as  the head of the village who had always gone against her and her "new"  ways in which he thinks disrupt the peace and tranquility of the  village, but in truth, had been quite beneficial to others people who  had decided to open up and go with the flow to discover their true good  side of the nature. It was really an in-your-face moments where he  finally gave in and started devouring the chocolate when initially he  came to destroy them. Makes me wonder how much self-restraint has he got  to get to this desperate point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised to see Johnny  Depp playing a role in this movie at first, and was quite irked at the  fact that he only played quite a small role, and as a gypsy no less.  Though I find it quite interesting that Viane, who took pride in knowing  everyone's signature chocolate, couldn't figure out his signature  chocolate. Not sure whether it's because it was truly a challenge that  she really had to figure out or JD just said that as an excuse to  challenge her and have free chocolate and to flirt with her XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So  if you guys enjoyed Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and absolutely  drooled at the wondrous deliciousness of it all, those who have not  watch this movie, you guys should give this a shot. Sensual chocolate at  its best&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-5332683463296923119?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/5332683463296923119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=5332683463296923119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5332683463296923119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5332683463296923119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/sinful-indulgence-at-its-best.html' title='Sinful Indulgence At Its Best...'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-3458454794169128305</id><published>2011-11-19T05:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T05:17:49.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Predatorial Goodness</title><content type='html'>When I was a kid, I grew up with movies that are absolute fake effects  if you watched with a modern eye now, but still absolute classics. This  Predator franchise is one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/95/Predator_Movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 445px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/95/Predator_Movie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Predator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This  movie totally rocked my socks when I watched it. Arnie at his best  fighting against the amazing kick-ass Predators, although at the time of  watching Predators, I've always feared it and thought of it as a  villain, but actually they were just doing things as their nature and  culture dictates. Now when I watch it, I can't help but wanting to root  for Preds and don't want Arnie to kill him because they are just so  goddamn sexy~!! :p~ It was absolutely horrifying, the first time I  watched this, especially the part where the guys get skinned and hung  upside down on the tree (using that as homage for AVP was totally  nostalgic). Throughout the movie, I was like totally screaming at the  soldiers "Stop wasting your bloody bullets and keep your head together!"  because they were literally shooting at thin air while Preds could be  there at one corner just sitting there, watching them do shit. LOL!  Their awesome camouflage suit that bends light to make you invisible was  totally kick-ass. The final fight between Arnie and Preds was epic,  with the end Preds self-destructing himself before repeating Arnie's  question "What the hell/fuck are you?" That was prolly the only time  Preds spoke in the movie but it was still pretty epic. Best of all the  franchise ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/b5/Predator_two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 350px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/b5/Predator_two.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Predator 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This  one takes place in the urban jungle aka concrete city of the modern  world, and Danny Glover also kicked-ass in this movie. Many tend to say  that this one is the worse off of the franchise, but I think it's pretty  good on its own. I like the way how Preds (played by the same guy who  played in the first movie) navigated his way and survived around the  city, taking down one crime lord after another, possibly because to him,  seeing these violent outlaws were worthy of a prey coz they're bloody  violent and armed or something. A bit of Preds' culture was in there too  in which he would only attack people who are armed (and don't touch  women and children), as shown when a kid tried to offer him candy and  when he tried to kill Danny's partner but didn't because he saw that she  was pregnant (homage to that in AVP with him not attacking Wesland  because he was sick and dying until he actually attacked him was pretty  nostalgic as well). His adaptability to be able to forgo heat vision to  electromagnetic when he knew he was surrounded by cold was also pretty  cool. And towards the end where the Preds head honcho tossed the gun  that used to belong to Danny's gramps, it seem to signify that this  wasn't the first time that Preds have been on Earth before, which  thickens the mystery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, villain or not, the franchise  is one of those classics that is amazing portrayed which prolly is the  epitome of extra-terrestrial movies, and one that should not be missed,  but probably not suitable for kiddies' eyes due to violence, though feel  free to let your teen or pre-adult kids have a go with it as an  heirloom movie. Preds is totally a kick-ass character and goddamn sexy  and fuckable at that! He can slay me anytime! ;p~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-3458454794169128305?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/3458454794169128305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=3458454794169128305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/3458454794169128305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/3458454794169128305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/predatorial-goodness.html' title='Predatorial Goodness'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-2496294542933339905</id><published>2011-11-19T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T02:55:34.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aliens, Aliens and Moar Aliens</title><content type='html'>Growing up watching Aliens was something that went hand in hand with  Predator as these two were one of my most favourite sci-fi creature  feature movies of all time, and above all, classics of my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/c/c3/Alien_movie_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 397px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/c/c3/Alien_movie_poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  movie that started it all. The movie that gave me the heebie-jeebies  and totally scream in terror at how the aliens were invading the ship  and how Sigourney "Ripley" Weaver was the last woman standing to survive  the attack. I was absolutely traumatized at the part where the  Chestbursters broke out of the guy's chest and went screaming and  running through the table and all that shit, and that face of pain of  his was deeply cemented in my mind when I was a kid watching it for the  first time, oh, and also the android who joined the crew, got a little  messed up and spewing white blood and shit. Yeah, that one. And the cat!  LOL! The cute little cat! I just love how it's able to survive  alongside with Sigourney towards the end. Wish I had a cat like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/fb/Aliens_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 448px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/fb/Aliens_poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aliens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This  is probably my second most favourite movie of the franchise. I was  already a little terrified when Ripley had that nightmare of her being  invaded by the alien, and the cat was just cute enough to be by her side  until his presence was no longer that much of a need for this  particular show. I love the part where the andriod played by Lance  Henriksen did that fast-moving knife thing that totally made the guy  almost jizz in his pants. I couldn't believe that when someone goes to  cryo-sleep in space, almost half a century passes on Earth. Almost makes  you feel immortal in a sense. The aliens, again, totally delivered like  in the first movie, and at least since the special effects were a bit  much better than the first, you get to see the alien in more cameos than  it had in the first. The part where they detected a shit load of aliens  crawling up at the vent was just "HOLY BAJEESUS FUCK!!!" And the Queen  was just some crazy shit with her huge-ass tail stabbing through the  android. Poor android. I liked his character. Epic ending too as well,  with Newt calling Ripley as 'Mom' and both her, the android and Newt  went to cryo-sleep together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/b9/Alien3_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 421px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/b9/Alien3_poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alien3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  second movie was nice as it ended there, but it didn't, and once James  Cameron left the center stage and someone else took the reigns of  filming the franchise, it didn't turn out as well as the fans may have  hoped. In fact, this movie by then first-time director David Fincher was  critically panned and didn't attract as much die-hard fans of Alien as  it should have. Fortunately for me, when it comes to sequels, I'm not  much of a picky sucker, and surprisingly, though I'm not in love with  this movie, I actually quite enjoyed it. Despite the sad beginning of  just-like-that deaths of Newt and the android, landing in a prison  facility which is an all-man's land in the middle of nowhere and no  other way to run when a stowaway alien bloody hell rampages through the  prison gates, as well as discovering that somehow you have mysteriously  been incubating the goddamn Queen Bee inside your chest, was proven  quite the action dilemma you have there. Despite the deviations of a  James Cameron-ish movie, I actually quite enjoyed it. It's like watching  the first two, but with something different in the mix. The ending was a  liiiiiiiittle bit lame though, but no biggie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/7/70/Alien_Resurrection_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 425px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/7/70/Alien_Resurrection_poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alien: Ressurection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever  wrote that damn caption on this movie poster must've been brain dead,  because seriously, despite a number of die-hard fans claiming that this  is one of the best ever, to me, it totally SUCKED, big time! As if  cloning Ripley back to life wasn't bad enough, they had to extract the  damn Queen Bee (which, oddly enough, was cloned together with her  apparently due to meshed DNA) to try and build their own lame-ass  battalion of biological weapons. Then there is the usual alien starting  up shit and then finally ended up Ripley finding out that the Queen Bee  was genetically engineered to give birth rather than lay eggs, and the  first child it bore thought Ripley was its mother and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.crackedcdn.com/phpimages/article/4/9/4/4494.jpg?v=1"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 417px; height: 296px;" src="http://i.crackedcdn.com/phpimages/article/4/9/4/4494.jpg?v=1" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OK, fine, I  gotta admit, that part was pretty interesting, and to say the least, I  find the newborn alien quite...cute, in a morbid fascination sort of way  (don't judge me). &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Ripley with superhuman powers thanks to alien  DNA? Super healing powers? Having acidic blood? Now that is just off the  charters that I totally cannot accept. The whole movie is just one  confusing screwed up plot and a sad attempt to reboot the system and  return it to its former glory. Come on, even Alien3 made more sense than  this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, these are my two cents on this  franchise. Feel free to watch the first 3 movies--in fact, it is a  must-see classic--but avoid the 4th movie like the plague at all costs,  unless you're willing to sit through more than 1 hour watching senseless  PWP movies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-2496294542933339905?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/2496294542933339905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=2496294542933339905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/2496294542933339905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/2496294542933339905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/aliens-aliens-and-moar-aliens.html' title='Aliens, Aliens and Moar Aliens'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-1165161609135739763</id><published>2011-11-19T05:15:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T05:16:24.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight for Free Will</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/1c/The_Adjustment_Bureau_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 444px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/1c/The_Adjustment_Bureau_Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When  we saw this trailer, we were like thinking, "Wow, this almost looks  like the movie 'Dark City'!" We've been quite looking forward to the  movie ever since, well, mostly I am. After all, it was based on a story  written by Philip K. Dick, the genius behind &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I, Robot&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;A Scanner Darkly &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Minority Report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Plotline is as follows:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Plot"&gt;Plot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;David Norris (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Matt_Damon"&gt;Matt Damon&lt;/a&gt;) is a charismatic politician running for the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States_Senate"&gt;United States Senate&lt;/a&gt;.   He loses his early lead and is rehearsing a losing speech in the hotel   bathroom, where he meets a mysterious woman. Having overheard his   speech, she encourages him to be more original and honest. Immediately   attracted to each other, they kiss, are interrupted, and Norris must   leave to make the speech. Inspired by her, he goes off script and makes   an honest speech that is widely praised.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Later, a mysterious man  sits at a park bench and is instructed to  make sure Norris spills his  coffee. He falls asleep and fails in his  task. Norris takes the bus to  work and by chance again meets Elise (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emily_Blunt"&gt;Emily Blunt&lt;/a&gt;),   the woman from the bathroom, who introduces herself and gives him her   phone number before she leaves. Norris is working at a venture capital   firm run by his old friend and campaign manager, and arrives to work   early. He is surprised to see his boss is frozen motionless and being   examined by strange men in suits. They chase him, but no matter where he   runs they catch up to him. Norris is taken to a warehouse, and   Richardson (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Slattery"&gt;John Slattery&lt;/a&gt;)   decides to tell him about the Adjustment Bureau. They have a plan for   Norris and are determined to guide his life and keep him to that plan.   The plan was made by someone they refer to as "the Chairman". They warn   that if he tells anyone about them, even accidentally, he will be   "reset", effectively lobotomised. The plan called only for him to meet   Elise once and he is told to forget her and they destroy the phone   number. Harry Mitchell (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anthony_Mackie"&gt;Anthony Mackie&lt;/a&gt;) feels responsible having failed to intercept Norris, and tells him more about the Adjustment Bureau.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;David  fails to find Elise despite his attempts over the next three  years. He  rides the same bus every day hoping to see her again. He  finally does  see her one day and they are able to reconnect. The Bureau  immediately  tries to stop him from building his relationship with her  and causes  their schedules to bring them apart. David races across town,  fighting  the Bureau's special abilities to "control his chances" to  ensure he  will meet Elise again. The Bureau is able to use doors to  travel great  lengths across New York City during this chase.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Richardson does  some research and discovers that David and Elise were  meant to be  together in an earlier version of the plan. He tells Harry  that it  wasn't his fault that this mess took place. Harry speculates on  whether  or not the plan is always correct.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;David and Elise spend an  evening at a large party, and connect when  David tells her why he  decided to become a politician after the loss of  his mother and  brother. They make love that night.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Bureau decides to have Thompson (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terence_Stamp"&gt;Terence Stamp&lt;/a&gt;)   take authority on the adjustment of David Norris. He takes David to a   warehouse and David argues that he has the right to choose his own  path.  Thompson lets him go and he runs to Elise's ballet recital.  Thompson  follows and reveals that not only will David's future as  President be  ruined if he stays with Elise, but her future as a dancer  will also be  diminished. To make a point he uses his adjustment power  to cause Elise  to fall and sprain her ankle. David, faced with hurting  Elise in the  long run, chooses to leave her at the hospital.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Eleven  months later, David is running for election again, and sees an   announcement of Elise's wedding in the newspaper. He gets in contact   with Harry who agrees to teach him how to use the doors so he can stop   Elise's wedding and avoid Thompson. He gives David his hat, which   empowers David to use the doors, and the chase is on. David finds Elise   in the bathroom of the courthouse where she is to be wed and reveals  the  Bureau's existence to her. They are chased by the Bureau across New   York, using the doors as shortcuts, while the bureau uses the plan to   track them. When David and Elise find themselves on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liberty_Island"&gt;Liberty Island&lt;/a&gt;,   David decides to find the chairman to end the chase. He asks Elise if   she will go with him, and she accepts. David turns the door handle to   the left, which Harry instructed him not to do, and he enters the Bureau   headquarters. The couple is chased through the Bureau until they are   trapped on a rooftop above New York and they embrace passionately,   assuming the worst is yet to come. When they release each other, the   bureau members surrounding them have disappeared. Thompson appears, only   to be relieved of duty by Harry, who tells David and Elise that the   chairman decided to change the plan, because their love proved the plan   could change.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I gotta say, this movie is actually quite impressive. I actually love every moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  like the fact that they have a modern/realistic interpretation of  angels and God's plan and whatnot that probably suits the everyday lives  of the normal human world as we see it: not the angels with wings and  halos on their heads and whatnot, but just people dressed in business  suits with top hats as their "halo" and also a bureau building that  towered all the way up to almost resemble the Babylon tower of sorts  serving as heaven of sorts and everything that goes on around in there  is almost treated as a sort of business transaction. Somehow they kinda  remind me of that movie "Dark City" or something else that I can't  really put my finger on what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like the idea of the ripple  or butterfly effect in which anything that was done by the "angels" were  pre-ordained and according to plan to ensure that one action may lead  to this action and that, and the thing about water that disrupts the  all-knowing bureau to catch on to them. It's also interesting to know  that this movie concept was that our free will that we tend to perceive  given by God, or in this case "The Management", was an illusion and how  they explained all the great historical disasters like Dark Ages,  Holocaust and the World Wars were due to free will. Unorthodox, but  interest concept nonetheless, something to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally  was intrigued with the idea of how technically he and the girl were  meant to be together, and in fact had meant to be together for several  centuries, as if they were reborn through so many new lifetimes and  still found each other through their deep love and connection for each  other. Either The Management just got tired of getting them together all  the time or He just wanted to fuck around and see how it is when they  were not meant together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only beef I have for this movie is  the end where they were supposed to meet The Management to beg for Him  to give them a new plan with them together in it, but never got to see  him. Yeah, like how they give an image for God in Bruce Almighty and  Evan Almighty in the face of Morgan Freeman, I would love to see a face  given to The Management. I guess it's just one of those feelings where  we all want to know how God truly looks like before our eyes, like how  he would truly look in his own image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A must-see movie that should not be missed. Highly thought-provoking and very recommendable. Overall rating: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-1165161609135739763?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/1165161609135739763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=1165161609135739763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/1165161609135739763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/1165161609135739763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/fight-for-free-will.html' title='Fight for Free Will'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-5629646300311618524</id><published>2011-11-19T05:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T05:15:46.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scott Pilgrim vs The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/14/Scott_Pilgrim_vs._the_World_teaser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 667px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/14/Scott_Pilgrim_vs._the_World_teaser.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When  I saw this movie in the trailer, I was like "WTF?! What is this shit??"  in a good way, of course. And finding out the director was the guy did  the LOL-worthy Hot Fuzz movie, I totally was into it. Technically we  were waiting for it to come out in the cinema, but apparently while the  US were having it some time in the summer, we were only getting it in  November, in which the DVD and whatnot are officially released! We  couldn't wait. Might as well get the official download release and  finally got to watch it in all its glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plotline is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Plot"&gt;Plot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;In &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toronto"&gt;Toronto&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Scott_Pilgrim_characters#Scott_Pilgrim" title="List of Scott Pilgrim characters"&gt;Scott Pilgrim&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Cera"&gt;Michael Cera&lt;/a&gt;), the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bassist" title="Bassist"&gt;bass guitarist&lt;/a&gt; for the band "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Scott_Pilgrim_characters#Bands" title="List of Scott Pilgrim characters"&gt;Sex Bob-omb&lt;/a&gt;", begins dating high schooler &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Scott_Pilgrim_characters#Knives_Chau" title="List of Scott Pilgrim characters"&gt;Knives Chau&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ellen_Wong"&gt;Ellen Wong&lt;/a&gt;) despite the protests of his friends and bandmates. Scott meets a mysterious American girl, Ramona Flowers (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Elizabeth_Winstead"&gt;Mary Elizabeth Winstead&lt;/a&gt;), who has been appearing in his dreams, and becomes obsessed with her - losing interest in Knives. While playing in a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_the_bands" class="mw-redirect" title="Battle of the bands"&gt;battle of the bands&lt;/a&gt;, Scott is attacked by Matthew Patel (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Satya_Bhabha"&gt;Satya Bhabha&lt;/a&gt;),   who introduces himself as the first of Ramona's evil exes. Scott   defeats Patel and learns from Ramona that, in order for them to date, he   must defeat all seven of her evil exes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After learning that popular actor and skateboarder Lucas Lee (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chris_Evans_%28actor%29" title="Chris Evans (actor)"&gt;Chris Evans&lt;/a&gt;),   the second evil ex, is coming to Toronto to film a movie, Scott is   forced to break up with Knives. Still in love with Scott, Knives   attempts to win him back from Ramona. Scott defeats Lee by tricking him   into performing a dangerous skateboard stunt which he fails to  complete.  Scott later encounters the third evil ex, Todd Ingram (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brandon_Routh"&gt;Brandon Routh&lt;/a&gt;), who is currently dating Scott's ex-girlfriend, Natalie "Envy" Adams (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brie_Larson"&gt;Brie Larson&lt;/a&gt;). Todd initially overpowers Scott using his &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychic"&gt;psychic&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Veganism" title="Veganism"&gt;vegan&lt;/a&gt; abilities, but is stripped of his powers by the Vegan Police (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Jane"&gt;Thomas Jane&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clifton_Collins,_Jr."&gt;Clifton Collins, Jr.&lt;/a&gt;) after Scott tricks him into having coffee with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Half_and_half"&gt;half and half&lt;/a&gt; milk, allowing Scott to defeat him.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Scott begins to grow upset with Ramona over her dating history by the defeat of the fourth ex, Roxy Richter (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mae_Whitman"&gt;Mae Whitman&lt;/a&gt;),   as he is afraid of fighting girls. During the second round of the   battle of the bands, Sex Bob-omb faces off against the fifth and sixth   evil exes, twin Katayanagi brothers Kyle (Keita Saito) and Ken (Shota   Saito), earning Scott an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1-up" title="1-up"&gt;extra life&lt;/a&gt; upon their defeat. During the battle, Scott sees Ramona together with her seventh and final evil ex, Gideon Graves (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jason_Schwartzman"&gt;Jason Schwartzman&lt;/a&gt;),   who turns out to be Sex Bob-omb's sponsor, G-Man. Gideon offers the   members of Sex Bob-omb a record deal and a chance to perform at his   newly opened Chaos Theater. While the rest of the band signs the   contract, Scott refuses to accept the offer and leaves the band. Shortly   after, Ramona breaks up with Scott. Scott returns home to get a phone   call from Gideon, inviting him to the Chaos Theater to show there are  no  hard feelings.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Scott enters the Chaos Theater and challenges  Gideon to a fight, and  professes his love for Ramona, gaining the  "Power of Love" sword which  he uses to fight Gideon. Gideon strikes  Scott in mid-air, making him  lose the sword. Knives also crashes the  scene (and blocks another  attack), to fight Ramona over Scott. Not able  to take it anymore, Scott  goes to break up the girls' fight, and  admits that he cheated on them  with each other. He is killed by Gideon  before he can apologize. In &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Limbo"&gt;Limbo&lt;/a&gt;,   Scott talks to Ramona and they discuss the reasons for each other's   actions. Ramona tells Scott that she broke up with Gideon because he   ignored her during their relationship. While they were together however,   Gideon had a mind-controlling microchip planted on the back of her   neck. Scott realizes he still has an extra life, which he uses to escape   limbo and returns to life at the moment in time where Gideon calls  him.  Scott re-enters the Chaos Theater. Scott challenges Gideon again,   stating he is fighting for himself and gaining the "Power of   Self-Respect" sword, which he uses to defeat the goons. The mid-air   strike is repeated, and Scott strikes Gideon. With Gideon once again   unconscious, Scott blocks Knives' attack on Ramona, and apologizes to   both the girls. Gideon rises to fight Scott again and knocks down   Ramona, who betrayed him, but is defeated when Knives and Scott team up   to beat him. Shortly afterwards, Nega Scott (a shadow-like version of   Scott) appears, but instead of fighting, the two get along quite well   and Nega Scott leaves. Free from Gideon's control, Ramona prepares to   leave. Knives accepts that Scott will not return her love and encourages   him to chase after Ramona. He does, and the two agree to start their   relationship anew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Only one thing to say about this movie: Abso-fucking-lutely LOL-worthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching  this movie is like watching an entire game being played, with  cut-scenes and everything. It's hard to believe that this was actually  based on a comic book, because this is so wow! I think I remember my  hubby telling me (or I read) about this, but I never knew that it was to  this extent of awesome-ness. And a few scenes that were taken out from  the comic to explain away flashbacks of Ramona's love life was pretty  cool. Nice drawing, simple and clean. Makes me wanna get the actual  comic. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally LOL-ed especially the part where Knives  tried to look for Scott but Wallace told her he has moved, when it was  pretty obvious right there that he just literally zoomed and crashed out  of the window more or less in front of her. That was totally  LOL-worthy! XDDDD I am also quite in love with Wallace (played by  McCaulay Culkin's bro!), well, in a fangirl platonic sort of way. He is  just so cute with his antics and theories and everything. He could even  text Scott's situation even though he's asleep (saying the famous "You  know me"), have multiple lovers at the same time, having fetishes for  men with glasses and possibly have taken Scott's sister's boyfriends  more than once (from how she exclaimed "Wallace! Again?!"). I totally  went ga-ga at the part where he was kissing Scott's girlfriend's  boyfriend. There was tongue-action! Tongue-action!! Holy crap, my mind  just went to yaoi overdrive over that scene. It's a wonder he never  tried to seduce Scott. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fav battle between the ex-s was  definitely the 2nd (played by ours truly the Human Torch) and 3rd ex  (played by pretty boy Superman). Who'd thunk becoming vegan will give  you psychic powers? LOL! That said, I can't believe Ramona had dated  sooooooooo many ex-s during her life. Ex-s because one of her ex is a  lesbian and she was bi-curious at the time. I wish I were that popular,  but then again, being that popular totally sucks in terms of baggage  left behind by past loves, especially when you have to explain every  single one to your current lover and have to tell them that he has to  get rid of them in order to date you. ^^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over-exaggerated  actions, funny captions and word effects, cool special effects and all  out humour and action packed in one. Definitely awesome-cool and should  not be missed! One of the best rom-com there is for the budding teens  and pre-adults. A total must-watch, especially for gamer geeks out  there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall rating: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.5/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-5629646300311618524?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/5629646300311618524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=5629646300311618524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5629646300311618524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5629646300311618524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/scott-pilgrim-vs-world.html' title='Scott Pilgrim vs The World'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-2823543055416093869</id><published>2011-11-19T05:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T05:13:45.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody Was Kung-Fu Fighting~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://odcpl.com/web_images/the_karate_kid_pop___a_movie_nov_13_2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 435px; height: 579px;" src="http://odcpl.com/web_images/the_karate_kid_pop___a_movie_nov_13_2010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I  sorta grew up watching The Karate Kid franchise (though to be honest, I  can't really recall much of it except the "Wax on, wax off" part). So  when they decided to make a remake of the movie with a black kid, it was  really intriguing, especially when I see my dad's doppelganger Jackie  Chan (seriously, my dad looks like Jackie Chan, especially the nose)  playing in this movie as it has a been a really long time since he made  an American movie comeback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plotline is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;12-year-old Dre Parker (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jaden_Smith" title="Jaden Smith"&gt;Jaden Smith&lt;/a&gt;) and his mother, Sherry (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taraji_P._Henson" title="Taraji P. Henson"&gt;Taraji P. Henson&lt;/a&gt;), arrive in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beijing" title="Beijing"&gt;Beijing&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Detroit" title="Detroit"&gt;West Detroit&lt;/a&gt; to start a new life. Dre develops a crush on a young &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Violin" title="Violin"&gt;violinist&lt;/a&gt;, Mei Ying (Wen Wen Han), who reciprocates his attention, but Cheng (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zhenwei_Wang" title="Zhenwei Wang"&gt;Zhenwei Wang&lt;/a&gt;), a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kung_fu" title="Kung fu" class="mw-redirect"&gt;kung fu&lt;/a&gt;   prodigy whose family is close to Mei Ying's, attempts to keep them   apart by beating Dre, and later harassing and humiliating him in and   around school. During a particularly brutal beating by Cheng and his   friends, the enigmatic maintenance man of Dre's building, Mr. Han (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jackie_Chan" title="Jackie Chan"&gt;Jackie Chan&lt;/a&gt;), comes to Dre's aid, revealing himself as a kung fu master who adeptly dispatches Dre's tormentors.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After Han mends Dre's injuries using &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fire_cupping" title="Fire cupping"&gt;fire cupping&lt;/a&gt;, Dre asks if Mr. Han could teach him Kung-Fu. Han refuses, but decides to go meet Cheng's teacher, Master Li (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yu_Rongguang" title="Yu Rongguang"&gt;Yu Rongguang&lt;/a&gt;),   to attempt to make peace, but the brutal Li, who teaches his students   to show no mercy to their enemies, challenges Dre to a fight with  Cheng.  When Han declines, Li threatens him, saying that they will not  be  allowed to leave his school unless either Dre or Han himself fights.  Han  acquiesces, but insists the fight take place at an upcoming  tournament,  and that Li's students leave Dre alone until the  tournament. The amused  Li agrees, but tells Han that if Dre doesn't  show up during the  tournament, Li will personally bring pain to Han and  Dre.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Han begins training Dre, but Dre is frustrated that Han  merely has  Dre spend hours taking off his jacket, hanging it up,  dropping it, and  then putting it back on again. After days of this, Dre  refuses to  continue, until Han demonstrates to him that the repetitive  arm  movements in question were Han's method of teaching Dre defensive  block  and strike techniques, which Dre is now able to display  instinctively  when prompted by Han's mock attacks. Han emphasizes that  the movements  Dre is learning apply to life in general, and that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Serenity" title="Serenity"&gt;serenity&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maturity_%28psychological%29" title="Maturity (psychological)"&gt;maturity&lt;/a&gt;, not punches and power, are the true keys to mastering the martial arts. During one lesson in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wudang_Mountains" title="Wudang Mountains"&gt;Wudang Mountains&lt;/a&gt;, Dre notices a female kung fu practitioner (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michelle_Yeoh" title="Michelle Yeoh"&gt;Michelle Yeoh&lt;/a&gt;, in an uncredited &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cameo_appearance" title="Cameo appearance"&gt;cameo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;sup id="cite_ref-PeterDavid_3-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karate_Kid_2010#cite_note-PeterDavid-3"&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;4&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;) apparently copying the movements of a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cobra" title="Cobra"&gt;cobra&lt;/a&gt;   before her, but Han informs him that it was the cobra that was   imitating the woman, as in a mirror reflection. Dre wants Han to teach   him this technique, which includes linking Han's hand and feet to Dre's   via bamboo shafts while practicing their &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinese_martial_arts#Forms" title="Chinese martial arts"&gt;forms&lt;/a&gt;, but Dre's subsequent attempt to use this reflection technique on his mother is unsuccessful.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As  Dre's friendship with Mei Ying continues, she agrees to attend  Dre's  tournament, as does Dre her upcoming recital. Dre persuades Mei  Ying to  &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Playing_hooky" title="Playing hooky" class="mw-redirect"&gt;cut school&lt;/a&gt;   for a day of fun, but when she is nearly late for her violin recital,   which has been rescheduled for that day, she tells him that her parents   have deemed him a bad influence, and forbid her from spending any more   time with him. Later, when Dre finds Mr. Han despondent, he learns  that  it is the anniversary of his wife and son's deaths, which occurred  years  ago when he lost control of his car while arguing with his wife.  Dre  reminds Han that one of his lessons was in perseverance, and that  Han  needs to heal from his loss, and tries to help him do so. Han then   assists Dre in reading a note, in Chinese, of apology to Mei Ying's   father, who, impressed, allows Mei to attend the tournament.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At  the tournament, the under-confident Dre is slow to achieve parity  with  his opponents, but soon begins to beat them, and advances to the   semifinals, as does Cheng, who violently finishes off his opponents. Dre   eventually comes up against Liang, another of Master Li's students,  who  is instructed by Master Li to break Dre's leg. When Liang insists  that  he can beat Dre, Master Li sternly tells him that he doesn't want  him  beaten, but broken. During the match, Liang delivers a devastating  kick  to Dre's leg, along with a series of brutal follow-up punches.  Although  Liang is disqualified for his illegal strikes, Dre is  incapacitated,  which would allow Cheng to win by default.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Despite  Han's insistence that he has earned respect for his  performance in the  tournament, Dre convinces Han to use his fire cupping  technique to  mend his leg, in order to see the tournament to the end.  Dre returns to  the arena, where he confronts Cheng. Dre delivers  impressive blows,  but Cheng counters with a debilitating strike to Dre's  already injured  leg. Dre struggles to get up, and adopts the one-legged  form he first  learned from the woman on the mountain, attempting to use  the  reflection technique to manipulate Cheng's movements. Cheng charges   Dre, but Dre flips, and catches Cheng with a kick to his head, winning   the tournament, along with the respect of Cheng and his classmates, both   for himself and Mr. Han.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;While there are  certain deviations (which are pretty obvious despite the fact that I  don't remember much of the original story) compared to the original to  this remake, it's actually quite an interesting movie to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaden  Smith definitely had his father's flair for acting, and I'd give him  credit for being able to live to his father's name, and Jackie Chan was  at his usual kung-fu best, and his funny little Chinese accent in his  English speaking is still evident there. I literally LOL-ed at the part  where Jaden thought Jackie was going to catch the fly with his  chopsticks like all stereotypical Chinese men who knows kung fu do, but  instead used his fly swatter instead. That was one of the hilarious  moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minor modification of the "wax on, wax off"  technique was pretty interesting as instead of waxing cars, Jaden was  told to put on, take off, hang and drop his coat, though the car theme  still remained, and they even gave Jackie a back story for his little  emo-ness. Though I don't understand what is Jaden's "mom" obsession with  him picking up the coat. Maybe it's OCD-ness XD And I like the kung fu  moves, especially the fights and bullying Jaden gets from the baddies  and also the big final fight during the kung fu tournament. That was  pretty kick-ass. Oh, and also the puppy love scenes. That was pretty  cute. Ah, young love~ ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the only beef that I have  about this movie is the title itself. I mean, it's a total deviation  from Japan to China, for starters, and the stuff they learn are kung fu,  not karate. Why do they still insist on retaining the name "Karate Kid"  for the sake of marketing purposes is beyond me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I'd give it a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.5/10&lt;/span&gt;  for this movie, and pretty recommendable to watch for those who never  watched the franchise, or those who are die-hard fans of the franchise  but don't mind the deviation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-2823543055416093869?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/2823543055416093869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=2823543055416093869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/2823543055416093869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/2823543055416093869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/everybody-was-kung-fu-fighting.html' title='Everybody Was Kung-Fu Fighting~'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-5059462949853675945</id><published>2011-11-19T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T05:13:23.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombs, Bombs and More Bombs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/7/76/Expendablesposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 445px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/7/76/Expendablesposter.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guns,  bombs, explosions and every action hero ever existed in the action hero  movie business in one high explosive movie that has a plot without  point storyline. What can be better? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plotline is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;A team of elite &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mercenary" title="Mercenary"&gt;mercenaries&lt;/a&gt;, the Expendables, are deployed to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gulf_of_Aden" title="Gulf of Aden"&gt;Gulf of Aden&lt;/a&gt; off the coast of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Somalia" title="Somalia"&gt;Somalia&lt;/a&gt; to halt &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piracy_in_Somalia" title="Piracy in Somalia"&gt;local&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piracy" title="Piracy"&gt;pirates&lt;/a&gt; from executing the hostages on a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Naval_ship" title="Naval ship"&gt;naval ship&lt;/a&gt;. The team consists of leader Barney Ross (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sylvester_Stallone" title="Sylvester Stallone"&gt;Sylvester Stallone&lt;/a&gt;), former &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special_Air_Service" title="Special Air Service"&gt;SAS&lt;/a&gt; soldier and blades specialist Lee Christmas (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jason_Statham" title="Jason Statham"&gt;Jason Statham&lt;/a&gt;), &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Martial_arts" title="Martial arts"&gt;martial artist&lt;/a&gt; Yin Yang (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jet_Li" title="Jet Li"&gt;Jet Li&lt;/a&gt;), &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sniper" title="Sniper"&gt;sniper&lt;/a&gt; Gunner Jensen (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dolph_Lundgren" title="Dolph Lundgren"&gt;Dolph Lundgren&lt;/a&gt;), &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Weapon" title="Weapon"&gt;weapons&lt;/a&gt; specialist Hale Caesar (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terry_Crews" title="Terry Crews"&gt;Terry Crews&lt;/a&gt;) and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sapper" title="Sapper"&gt;demolitions&lt;/a&gt; expert Toll Road (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Randy_Couture" title="Randy Couture"&gt;Randy Couture&lt;/a&gt;).   Jensen instigates a firefight, causing casualties for the pirates.  Yang  and Jensen fight over a moral disagreement about hanging a pirate,  with  Ross finally intervening. As a result of his &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychological_trauma" title="Psychological trauma"&gt;psychological problems&lt;/a&gt; and drug use, Ross reluctantly releases Jensen from the Expendables. The team then travels to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_Orleans" title="New Orleans"&gt;New Orleans&lt;/a&gt; where they are stationed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ross and rival mercenary leader Trent Mauser (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arnold_Schwarzenegger" title="Arnold Schwarzenegger"&gt;Arnold Schwarzenegger&lt;/a&gt;) visit a church to meet a man, who takes the name "Mr. Church" (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bruce_Willis" title="Bruce Willis"&gt;Bruce Willis&lt;/a&gt;). Church offers them a mission in Vilena, a fictional island in between the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gulf_of_Mexico" title="Gulf of Mexico"&gt;Gulf of Mexico&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/South_America" title="South America"&gt;South America&lt;/a&gt;, to overthrow a brutal dictator, General Garza (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Zayas" title="David Zayas"&gt;David Zayas&lt;/a&gt;). Busy with other things, Trent gives the contract to Ross. Meanwhile, Christmas visits his girlfriend, Lacy (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charisma_Carpenter" title="Charisma Carpenter"&gt;Charisma Carpenter&lt;/a&gt;),   whom he discovers has left him for another man. He leaves in a fit of   rage, while Lacy insists her actions occurred because she does not see   Christmas often and does not even know what he does for a living.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ross and Christmas fly to Vilena to do initial reconnaissance after meeting their contact, Sandra (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gisele_Iti%C3%A9" title="Gisele Itié"&gt;Gisele Itié&lt;/a&gt;), only for the mission to go awry. Ross learns that Garza is backed by ruthless ex-&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Central_Intelligence_Agency" title="Central Intelligence Agency"&gt;CIA&lt;/a&gt; agent James Munroe (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eric_Roberts" title="Eric Roberts"&gt;Eric Roberts&lt;/a&gt;) as well as his henchmen Paine (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stone_Cold_Steve_Austin" title="Stone Cold Steve Austin"&gt;Steve Austin&lt;/a&gt;) and The Brit (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gary_Daniels" title="Gary Daniels"&gt;Gary Daniels&lt;/a&gt;),   who manipulate and keep Garza in power by making his people fear him.   Sandra is revealed to be Garza's daughter. Ross decides to abort and   causes casualties among the army as they escape, but they leave Sandra   behind. Meanwhile, a vengeful Jensen approaches Garza and Munroe to help   their side.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Christmas visits Lacy again to find that her new  boyfriend has beaten  her after realizing she was Christmas' girlfriend  and believed she was  unfaithful to him and about to go back to  Christmas. Christmas beats him  and his friends, showing Lacy what he  does for a living and winning her  over. Later, Ross, Christmas, and  Yang deduce that Mr. Church is a  member of the CIA and that the real  target is Munroe, as the CIA could  not kill one of their own by sending  in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special_forces" title="Special forces"&gt;special forces&lt;/a&gt; or the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Navy_Seals" title="Navy Seals" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Navy Seals&lt;/a&gt;. Ross meets mission coordinator and former teammate Tool (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mickey_Rourke" title="Mickey Rourke"&gt;Mickey Rourke&lt;/a&gt;) to vent his feelings of guilt. Tool makes an emotional confession to Ross about letting a woman commit suicide during the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bosnian_War" title="Bosnian War"&gt;Bosnian War&lt;/a&gt;,   and how he felt that if he had saved her, he could've saved what was   left of his soul. Hearing this, Ross decides to go back for Sandra,   telling Christmas and Yang he will do it alone. Yang however tags along;   while driving they are chased on the road by Jensen in a shootout. The   pursuit ends in an abandoned warehouse, where Yang and Jensen fight a   second time. Jensen attempts to impale Yang on a pipe, only to be shot   by Ross. A wounded Jensen makes amends and gives the layout of Garza's   palace before he was arrested. Ross boards the plane with Yang and  finds  the rest of team, ready to aid their friend.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The  Expendables infiltrate Garza's compound. Christmas, Yang, Caesar,  and  Toll plant explosive charges throughout the site. When Garza has a   change of heart after Munroe tortures his daughter and realized he had   changed for the worst, Munroe kills him for his treachery, causing   Garza's loyal men to think it was the Expendables who killed him and   scatter in rage. The entire team fights and shoots their way through   Garza's soldiers. Ross and Caesar manage to destroy the helicopter   Munroe was to escape on. Christmas and Yang manage to kill The Brit   while Toll kills Paine. Ross and Christmas catch up to Munroe and kill   him, saving Sandra. Instead of taking the payment for the mission, Ross   gives it to Sandra to restore Vilena. The team travels back to New   Orleans and celebrate their victory at Tool's tattoo parlor, with the   reformed and recovering Jensen. Christmas and Tool challenge each other   to a game of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Knife_throwing" title="Knife throwing"&gt;knife throwing&lt;/a&gt; and Christmas recites a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Limerick_%28poetry%29" title="Limerick (poetry)"&gt;limerick&lt;/a&gt; about his respect for Tool, before throwing the knife perfectly in the center of the board.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,  all I can say about this movie in the line of watching action movies  throughout my life (among other movies), this has got to be probably the  most explosive PWP movie I've ever seen since Knight &amp;amp; Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sly  Stallone, Jason Stratham, Mickey Rourke, and even Arnie and Bruce  (though cameo for like only friggin' 3 minutes tops into the movie) all  there, big action heroes, and even some from old school action movies of  their time were in there making a comeback. Having them there is  already a big huge fucking neon siren telling you that this movie is  gonna be a blast, pun intended. And who'd've thunk that Angel from the  TV series Dexter would be in there playing as one of the villains, not  to mention the behind-the-scenes villain Gary Daniels, one of the famous  villain faces of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story, like Knight &amp;amp; Day, has  no plot, no actual storyline other than being thrown into a country on a  mission to bring down some kind of dictator, meet some hot-blooded  beautiful woman, save the dame, and save the world, something like that.  Other than that, you probably only experience things like gun blaring,  bazookas pumping, M-16 bullets all over the place, smash and grab and  big huge fucking explosions that rival even the fight scenes in  Transformers. Basically the whole movie goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Talk,  talk, talk" "Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta" "Kaboom! Kaboom!" "Bakoom! Bakoom!"  "Bang bang bang" "Talk, talk, talk" "Punch, biff, pow, kick" "Stab stab  stab" "FUCK YOU!" "FUCK YOU TOO!" "GET DOWN!" "GET DOWN AGAIN!" "DIE,  DIE, DIE!!" "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooz~~~~~~~~~~~~KABOOM~!!!"  "Da-da-da-da-da-da-da" "Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta" "Talk, talk, talk, laugh, laugh,  talk" "Vroom~!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, pretty much that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, overall rating, for its crazy-ass action, I'd probably give it about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.5/10&lt;/span&gt;. Those who just like explosions, this is the movie for you. Those who are expecting a nice story behind it, forget it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4932405553744027749-5059462949853675945?l=blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/feeds/5059462949853675945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4932405553744027749&amp;postID=5059462949853675945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5059462949853675945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4932405553744027749/posts/default/5059462949853675945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackgargie4eva.blogspot.com/2011/11/bombs-bombs-and-more-bombs.html' title='Bombs, Bombs and More Bombs'/><author><name>BlackGargie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10424804328231083456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KQcD24ABklE/TnJCNmT7nMI/AAAAAAAAOfU/PpMJnGMq-c0/s220/dragon_kisses_ii_by_reddestiny-d31zky3%2B-%2BCopy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4932405553744027749.post-267728322494146361</id><published>2011-11-19T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T04:57:06.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Freakin' Fall for A Night Fury FTW~!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/99/How_to_Train_Your_Dragon_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 446px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/99/How_to_Train_Your_Dragon_Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In  the beginning, I was never really interested in watching the movie and  never even bothered to watch the trailer, since we thought it was one of  those cliche failure movies, but after being bombarded with tons of  Toothcup fanfics and fanarts and after very high recommendations by my  friend Jello13 from dA, I finally got down to watching the movie when  the hi-res version was out for download.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plotline is as follows:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On  the island of Berk, which is beset by dragons that raid their  stock of  sheep, the Viking chief Stoic the Vast's son Hiccup works as an   apprentice to the blacksmith, Gobber the Belch. Hiccup is undersized   compared to the average Viking, and doesn't have the martial skills of   others his age. Although the boy is unorthodoxly inventive, he is also   notorious for being destructively clumsy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the face of this  disdain, Hiccup desperately seeks to become a  dragon-slayer in order to  not only earn his father's respect, but also  impress Astrid, a  competent, aggressive young teenaged girl on whom he  has a crush. To  accomplish these goals, Hiccup plans to attempt to  defeat a Night Fury,  a rare and greatly feared dragon that has never  been seen clearly let  alone defeated by the Vikings, with a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bolas" title="Bolas"&gt;bolas&lt;/a&gt; cannon of his own design.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;During  one of the dragons' raids on Berk, Hiccup manages to down a  Night  Fury, but he has no witnesses to the feat and his accidental  ruining of  the town's defenses discourages anyone from taking him  seriously.  Attempting to get proof, Hiccup goes to the woods and finds  the downed  dragon. He decides to kill the dragon, but cannot bring  himself to do  such a task. Instead, he frees it, and it aggressively  sizes him up,  but otherwise leaves him unharmed before flying off.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On Gobber's  advice, Stoic enrolls Hiccup in dragon training with the  other village  youths under the instruction of Gobber, and leaves with a  search party  of Vikings to find the Dragon’s Nest, in order to wipe them  out and  finish the war. After being told that dragons are vicious and  will  always "go for the kill," Hiccup returns to the forest, wondering  why  the Night Fury didn't kill him upon their encounter. The Night Fury  is  still trapped in the cove, and Hiccup observes that he is missing a   part of its tail from the previous crash landing, leaving it unable to   fly properly. Hiccup befriends the dragon, which he names Toothless   (based on its retractable teeth), and eventually fashions an artificial   tail fin and control harness. While helping Toothless fly again, Hiccup   gains an extensive appreciation of dragons. With this knowledge,  Hiccup  is able to progress in dragon combat training to the amazement  of his  classmates and the jealousy of Astrid, who becomes strongly  suspicious.  He is given a book by Gobber that contains much knowledge  of the  different species of dragon that assail the village, but his own   interactions with Toothless leads him to conclude that the species is   seriously misunderstood.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Stoic and his army return battered and  tired, without having found  the nest. However, Stoic's spirits are  lifted when Gobber and others  begin congratulating him on Hiccup's rise  as a formidable warrior.  Feeling a chance to bond with his son, Stoic  honors Hiccup with a Viking  helmet made from half of the breast plate  of Hiccup's late mother.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When Hiccup earns the right to kill a  dragon as a graduation rite, he  decides to leave Berk with Toothless to  avoid performing such an act.  Astrid follows him to the hideout and  confronts Hiccup - before  Toothless, thinking Hiccup is under attack,  rushes to help him. However,  Hiccup manages to stop Toothless from  attacking her. Knowing now about  Hiccup's friendship with a dragon,  Astrid tries to run back to the  village, but Hiccup and Toothless stop  her as he asks for a chance to  explain, and they take her for a ride.  However, Toothless' dislike of  Astrid means he deliberatley flies  erractically but as Astrid apologizes  to Hiccup during freefall,  Toothless breaks out of freefall and begins  flying more gently, with  the flight charming Astrid. In their flight,  they get caught in a herd  of dragons carrying food and follow them to  their nest. There, they  discover that the dragons steal food to feed the  Red Death, a much  larger, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parasitic" title="Parasitic" class="mw-redirect"&gt;parasitic&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cannibal" title="Cannibal" class="mw-redirect"&gt;cannibal&lt;/a&gt;   dragon that eats them if they fail to satisfy his extortion. After  they  leave, Astrid wants to tell the village of the nest's location,  but  Hiccup decides against it in order to protect Toothless. Impressed  at  Hiccup's determination, Astrid agrees to keep quiet for the night.   Before she goes, she punches Hiccups arm and says,"that was for   kidnapping me," then kisses him on the cheek and says "and that was   for... everything else."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The next day, during Hiccup's  graduation, he throws down his weapons  and tries to show everyone that  dragons are not as bad as they seem.  Misunderstanding what his son is  attempting, Stoic shouts to stop the  battle before Hiccup can continue,  and the agitated dragon, a Monstrous  Nightmare, attacks Hiccup.  Toothless hears Hiccup's screams and rushes  to save him. He quickly  overpowers the Monstrous Nightmare, the Vikings  sent to capture him,  and finally Stoic. He opens his mouth to kill the  tribe leader, but at  the last second Hiccup calls him off, and Toothless  is quickly pinned  by Vikings. Feeling betrayed, Stoic confronts Hiccup  angrily at  learning about his son's friendship with a dragon. Hiccup  accidentally  tells him that he has been to the nest, and Stoic decides  to use  Toothless to lead them there, ignoring his son's desperate  warnings  about the nest's true danger, and disowning him in the process.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The  Vikings set sail with the imprisoned Toothless as a guide,  leaving  Hiccup with Astrid. Hiccup begins to regret sparing Toothless'  life,  but with Astrid's prodding, he also discovers that he was merciful   towards Toothless because of compassion and empathy, not weakness.   Invigorated, Hiccup decides to use the captive dragons the Vikings use   for dragon fighting practice to fly to the nest to help his tribe.   Astrid gathers fellow classmates Tuffnut, Ruffnut, Fishlegs, and   Snotlout to help, and all mount the training dragons and set off after   the Vikings.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As the Vikings arrive at the nest, all the dragons  flee while the  roused giant Red Death attacks, setting all the boats on  fire, including  the one to which Toothless is chained. Hiccup and the  others arrive,  and, while he goes to free Toothless, the others try to  distract the Red  Death. As the boat is sinking, Hiccup tries to free  the still-chained  Toothless but nearly drowns. Stoick saves both his  son and Toothless.  Before Hiccup flies off on Toothless to fight the  Red Death, Stoic  apologizes and states that he is proud to call Hiccup  his son.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Once airborne, Hiccup and Toothless lure the Red Death  into the  clouds, mounting a high-speed aerial assault on the larger,  slower  dragon with multiple stealthy strikes designed to puncture holes  in its  wings. In response, the Red Death breathes fire all around it,   successfully setting Toothless' prosthetic tail ablaze. Before their   flight control is lost, Hiccup urges Toothless to lure the enraged Red   Death into an unstoppable dive. At the last moment, Toothless pivots and   unleashes a point-blank blast of flame into the Red Death's mouth,   igniting its innards. The Red Death is unable to stop as its wings burn   away, and crashes to the ground, causing an explosion. During the  blast,  the burning prosthetic finally fails, and the impaired team  cannot  dodge the Red Death's flailing tail. Hiccup is knocked out and  falls  into the explosion, while Toothless dives in to save him. As the  flames  subside, Stoic searches the rubble for his son, and finds  Toothless has  saved Hiccup by wrapping him in his wings. Stoic,  realizing the true  bond between Hiccup and Toothless, expresses his  gratitude to Toothless  for saving his son.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hiccup reawakens in  his home some days later, to find Toothless by  his bedside, and finds  that his left foot was lost in the explosion and  has been replaced with  a prosthetic made by Gobber, parallel to the  artificial tail fin  created by Hiccup for Toothless. Hiccup is welcomed  back as a hero and  receives a kiss on the lips from Astrid. Gobber gives  Hiccup a new  prosthetic tail fin for Toothless. Hiccup, Astrid, and the  other young  Vikings fly on their dragons through the newly-reformed,   dragon-friendly Berk, signifying a new beginning for both worlds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Boy,  was I glad I took my friend's recommendation to watch this movie  because after 3, 4 friggin' times, I still fucking LOVE this movie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&l
