The past couple of months have been an interesting ride for yours truly. I've lost my long time day job, worked seasonal retail during the holidays and, today, I start a new full time gig.
I just kept plugging because that's what I do. Move ever forward and let the chips fall where they may. Its the only way I know how to do it.
These Monday pieces aren't long on substance, but they do help keep me focused and I thank you all for reading.
Before we dive into this week's list, I just wanted to say congratulations to our very own Matt who tied the knot over the weekend. Congrats to my old tag team partner. Ride on!
Let's see what I've been up to.
- I didn't want to watch this. In fact, my stated goal was NOT to. Then I got home from work, it was on, I was tired and, well, it was easier to just sit and veg. They don't actually give out a lot of awards anymore. It's mostly mashup performance driven and this year they were a trainwreck. The Gaga/Metallica outing was especially bad. The show and, by extension, the music industry just don't hold me in as much sway as they once did. Sad!
- I missed this awesome indy flick when it came out a few years ago. I watched it last week and was blown away. Sam Rockwell, as a man working alone on a lunar mining base, is stellar. I can't say much more about the movie without giving it away, but if you haven't seen it, do so.
- Cinematic forays into the work of H.P. Lovecraft have always been middling at best. The sheer scope of Lovecraftian horror doesn't really lend itself to a horror populace weened on Jason and Chucky. The 80s take on on Lovecraft's short story of the same name is a valiant effort that suffers mainly form the limitations of the era's special effects. Jeffrey Combs is solid. And, of course, 80s Barbara Crampton. It wasn't great, but it was a noble effort that is worth giving a look.