Long overdue, uploaded footage of the amazing Billy West from Dallas Comic Con 9 - July 2007.
For those not as well-versed on cartoons, he is the voice of Ren & Stimpy; Fry, Zoidberg, Professor Farnsworth & Zapp Brannigan on Futurama; along with countless others.
Footage captured by Iceberg of RenegadeRadio.net, using his phone, uploaded by me. :)
(Link) but wait, there’s more…
Quotes from The Maxx (animated) by Sam Kieth that I couldn’t find elsewhere on the web:
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Julie: “Right now, you wait.”
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Sara: (reading poster) “And the day came, when the risk to remain closed in a bud, became more painful, than the risk it took to blossom.”
Wow, the “critics” are really relishing taking a dump on this film. Can’t you just say, “I don’t get it,” if you truly don’t? Admit ignorance. Not that it’s profound, but the issue is that they’re taking it seriously.
For MSNBC & Rotten Tomatoes to Poop On.
However, Digging the images from the Premiere :D
I plan on seeing it this weekend. For anyone that’s pondering it, GRINDHOUSE kicks ass something fierce! Rose McGowan has seriously redeemed herself as a ferocious ass-kicking chicky, a leading lady - a true femme fatale.
Violent, lurid, pulpy goodness. Again, you can’t take all art so seriously! Time permitting (and I just laaaughed), I would like to do some artwork based on some of the intense imagery of these films.
As you sit through the chicks yapping about girly shit in DEATHPROOF, I assure you, there IS a payoff. It’s worth sitting through to get the backstory and see what ensues. ;)
PLANET TERROR… It takes a lot to make me cringe, since I’ve worked at a pathology lab, but this… *gags* I adore Robert Rodriguez. :)
Better organized and far easier to navigate, I present my overhauled Gallery - thou shalt go stare.
Over & Out!
I’m a sucker for anything with Samuel L. Jackson in it, and this afternoon I paid dearly for it. Not to mention, Christina Ricci with a 40lb chain slung ’round her hips. As you can see from the movie poster, it looks quite pulpy and tantalizing.
It is a lurid and voyeuristic journey into the scuzzy underbelly of po’dunk living, the abuse that goes on, the cycles that perpetuate.
Somehow, after a lifetime of trauma, Rae has has a breakthrough after being chained up by Lazarus for a coupla days. A cheesy little number ensues, “I’m gonna let it shine,” performed by Ricci.
I’ve read reviews, implying that the marketing was disastrous, and that anyone looking for the steamy pic the poster suggests will be sorely disappointed. However, they went on to imply that the meaning would be “too heavy” for anyone seeing it based on it’s pulpy representation. To that I say, “fuck you,” because really, I think the fare was too fucking light - cavalier in its portrayal of abuse/trauma victims and their recovery.
But on the lighter side, it really was NOT sexual enough, the ads, trailers and movie posters are grossly mispresentative. It is quite the showcase for Christina Ricci’s beautiful physique as she fights, flails and writhes, all while scantily clad.
Overall, an awkwardly-paced movie that drags out for two hours and trivializes serious issues without even the redemption of being glorious violent pulp. I blame the director, editor and the advertising for misleading.
Great acting, just poor execution overall. Also, God-Shmooking abound in this movie but I was too irritated by other points to be annoyed by it. That says something.
Personally, I think this looks like shit, but I think that people should be allowed to do whatever to THEIR cars. They paid for their own cars, not the government, nor the ninnies offended by fake dangling gonads that hardly even look like nutsacks out of context.
To me, it further solidifies the fact that some men try to compensate for other areas where they are lacking through their vehicles. The ball-danglers are just clarifying their specific issues for anyone who was was uncertain.
Oh, and being as antagonistic as I am, please note the carefully manipulated name of the car shown. >;) I ♥ Photoshop.
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