Spontaneous Musings

I completely forgot about Dr. Horrible's Sing-a-long Blog". Luckily embers_log and my friend Alice reminded me when I forwarded the kitty video to them. Overall? It's actually sort of cute and enjoyable. Keep in mind it is an internet video not a movie, and filmed on a low budget not to mention the sly during the writer's strike. And as embers_log points out in a response to my post on the kitty video - it is in some ways meant as a commentary or rather a means of venting frustration at corporate Hollywood during that strike. Can't say I blame him. There are few things more frustrating than writing for the Film and Television Industry.

This is what writers do when they get creatively frustrated at the powers that be (ie the people preventing them from doing what they want to do or in the case of the writers striking not paying them for what they want and love to do more than anything in the world - geeze some people want everything, don't they?) - they go online and whine about it. In Whedon's case he not only went online and whined (see his whedonesque posts at the time) he also wrote a musical film with his family and friends, and posted it to the internet. (Must be nice to have the bucks to do that. Apparently that comic book gig is far more lucrative than he's led us to believe. Either that or shooting a film and posting it to the net is not as expensive as I think it is.) This is actually if one thinks about it, far more productive than merely whining on one's blog for weeks on end (which I've done repeatedly much to my own shame and regret and your boredom and annoyance).

At any rate - I watched it this morning before taking off to run errands. Currently debating seeing The Dark Knight- but am not sure I want to venture out into the sauna that today has rapidly become. Like a stupid fool, I did venture out to try and see the Dark Knight, which was of course, sold out. Walked 15-20 blocks in under 15 minutes to do it too. Which is no small feat when it's a 97 degrees with 80% humidity outside. 97 degrees at the beach isn't so bad. In a city...with cars, and pavement, and 80% humidity, it feels a bit like you have entered a sauna or steam room. People are walking in slow motion and there's this weird haze. Oh well, I sweated off five pounds, that's something, right? (Especially when I came home and made myself a milkshake spiked with Vanilla Vodka.)
( mostly for spoilers and length, because I appear to be incapable of writing a short review on anything )