\"There simply are no moral absolutes in a complex world.\"-- Milo Bloom
Glad to see Loyola's mentioned. I've been going there for over a decade, and it is great, consistently great! Never had a bad meal there. And the wait staff are exceptional!
Moved out to ABQ from Syracuse, NY in '97, with no job prospects and no living arrangements. Spent two uneasy nights at De Anza, and almost regretted the whole idea of moving. The door frame of our room was chiseled away as if someone was trying to break in with a screwdriver, and I was thankful I did not have a blacklight to scrutinize the stains on the sheets, walls, carpet, etc. Needless to say, we were HIGHLY motivated to find an apartment.
The punchline is that the De Anza was actually recommended in a wildly inaccurate travel guide we had relied on during our move.
I still cringe at the sight of this place. It taunts me from across the street as I eat my enchiladas at Loyola's (best restaurant in ABQ!!!). I was happy to see that dump condemned, and would be happier to see it bulldozed. I respect history, but for me, that history will be forever tainted by those two nights I spent there.
Cave Story is a great throwback title. Very satisfying shooting enemies and collecting the tortilla chips they drop to power-up your weapons. All weapons can be powered-up (3 levels), but they also lose power when you take damage. If you take a lot of damage, your weapon can suddenly be underpowered for the enemies you are facing. An interesting dynamic I have not seen before.
Story is also intriguing.
"The saving grace here is that the original isn’t particularly beloved."
First movie my friend and I went to see unaccompanied by a parent or guardian. I was 9. It had naked boobs and awesome monsters. And I will take Harryhausen's meticulous animated models over generic CGI any day!!!
I have always found the Winter Games much more compelling than Summer. Perhaps for the very fact that none of these sports receive any kind of media attention except for two weeks every four years. You can occassionaly catch track and field or gymnastics on ESPN2, but never luge. Of course, I lived in northern NJ and upstate NY, and vacationed in the Adirondacks just outside Lake Placid.
If nothing else, the potential for injusry is much greater. (too soon?)
So, I went to put this movie into my Netflix queue, and the little plot synopsis on thier website spoiled the plot point that you kindly kept hidden in your review. Bummer!
"devotes all his energy toward worshiping his hometown sports franchise, the New York Jets"
No, it's the Giants!!! I don't want to come off like the main character in this movie, but confusing the Jets for the Giants is a crime against all humanity. Jets can't even afford their own stadium, bunch of squatters! GIANTS RULE!!! JETS SUCK!!!! Screw dirty Marc Sanchez! GO BIG BLUE!!!
Ok, I'm done. Please correct first sentance, second paragraph!
No mention of the Coke ad with the big parade balloons of Underdog and Stewie fighting over a giant inflated Coke bottle like a loose fumble? Definately the best I remember.
Although, with my team beating all odds and spoling the Pats perfect season, I wasn't paying too much attention to the commercials. Rather, they were all just annoying distractions taking valuabe airtime away from slo-mo replays of the Gian's front four having thier way with Tom Brady.
What a depressing line-up. How do you not contemplate suicide having to write a weekly cloumn about TV? And when the hell does "The Year Without a Santa Claus" come on?