Tuesday, May 22, 2012

The Avengers. 'Nuff said.

My dear readers. I have a confession to make. *deep breath*

I may or may not be 

SLIGHTLY OBSESSED WITH THE AVENGERS. 

There! It's out. I AM A NERD AND I DON'T CARE WHO KNOWS IT. No seriously. I've seen it in theaters 3 times in the last 2 weeks, and I'm already starting to go through withdrawals. I can feel my eye twitching as I type. 

DISCLAIMER: THIS IS A SEVERELY AND UNAPOLOGETICALLY BIASED FILM REVIEW. JUST SO YOU KNOW. 

Now, this...enthusiasm (we'll call it that, for now) may not be new to a number of you. If you've seen or had any sort of contact with me at any point in the last 2 weeks, chances are you've seen me A) find a way to bring The Avengers into the conversation, B) find a way to bring some sort of spiritual parallel from the movie into our conversation C) gush about the epicness of the manliness overdose that is The Avengers or D) talk for 20 minutes straight about how deliriously attractive I find Tom Hiddleston to be. (I'll go into detail about that later...)

So, maybe you haven't seen Avengers yet. If you haven't, please, I beg you, get off your laptop, desktop, smartphone, etc., go to the nearest theater to you, buy a ticket, sit yourself down, and watch it. You will thank me. If you have seen it, then you'll know what I'm talking about. 

First of all, on the most basic level, this is a great movie. I seriously don't think there is anything more the makers could have done to make it any better. The graphics, the scriptwriting, the musical score, the phenomenal casting, the perfect balance of drama and humor--freaking Ironman, Hulk, Thor, Captain America, Hawkeye, and my namesake Natasha the Black Widow duking it out and saving the world from the throes of evil --does it really get much better than that in Hollywood?!? Maybe it does get better. But I haven't seen it done yet--and I watch a lot of movies. :D Plus, there's a great balance of fair screen time for each of the main characters--each one gets moments to shine, but without eclipsing the others. 

Let's take it one character at a time, shall we? I'll start with Loki, who is basically the most likable villain I've ever seen in my life. 


I mean come on, how can you hate a face like that? Ok, yes, he's most definitely crazy--his head is more or less "a bag full of cats" as Bruce Banner so aptly put it. His villainous rhinoceros hat is also pretty hilarious, too. But you've got to hand it to him--he is elegant, unnervingly charming, and even laughs along with the jokes the characters make about him. He's the perfect concoction of a guy who takes himself far too seriously, yet has an ironic sense of humor. Granted--I am probably projecting a lot of my favorable views of Tom Hiddleston onto Loki's character. Oh well. Anyone who announces his presence by saying "I am Loki of Asgard, and I am burdened with glorious purpose" deserves a round of applause in my book. 

Insert gratuitous picture of the actual Tom Hiddleston, whose voice and beautiful accent alone reduce me to a puddle: 



Keeping it in the family, let's talk about Thor:


I know. He's a beautiful work of art. He's corny as all get-out, but when it's time to put the literal and proverbial hammer down, Thor/ Chris Hemsworth is your man. He's quite the paradox--he brings a lot of gravity and epic quality to the film, but contrasted against the likes of Iron Man, he ends up becoming a source of comic relief, too. Best lines ever? 

Thor: Don't speak of Loki that way--he's my brother.
Black Widow: He killed 80 people in 2 days.
Thor: He's adopted.

Now, was it me, or did Hulk almost steal the show? :D Who would have guessed that this:


could have thrown down like this: 
One minute he's a mild-mannered, quiet scientist who just wants to get his stuff done undisturbed, the next he's smashing the living snot out of New York, aliens--and of course, Loki. Um, can we say BEST SCENE EVER? I'll bet Loki will think twice before he dares to call himself a god in front of anyone, ever again. Winning points for the Smash Machine. 

Three words: Iron stinkin' Man. What happens when you take a millionaire playboy philanthropist  and throw him into the arms of destiny? You get this right here: 


You can count on him being his usual cocky, suave, sophisticated, hilarious self--except this time, he's learning to be a team player, too. And what a team player he is--beat-up Iron Man suit and all.

Then there's Captain America--the one who dares to stand for God, home, and country--even in a spangled supersuit.

He's a man's man--he defends the weak; he's serious-minded (he has an ever-so-slight tendency to get high strung, but whatever); he has awesome fighting skills, has ridiculous biceps, and can blast punching bags straight across a room. And he actually makes spandex work. 

Best lines ever?
Black Widow: Don't mess with these guys--they're basically gods.
Captain America: There's only one God, ma'am, and He sure doesn't dress like that. 

And it would be a cruel injustice to separate Hawkeye and the Black Widow--a dynamic duo if there ever was one: 

Sure, it takes them a while (and a few blows to the head with blunt objects) to get them back on the same page, but once they do--LOOK OUT Jatari! It's about to go down. 
Epic moments? 1) Natasha taking out 3 men--hands tied behind her back--with nothing but a chair. 2) Hawkeye shooting aliens behind him without even looking. Certified bosshood. 

What I loved most about The Avengers, though, is that it's about more than just a whole bunch of heroes being epic. It unabashedly hearkens back to older days of classic heroes who stand up for good and defend the weak. There's something nostalgic about the way it pulls at the heartstrings of the audience--something captivating about the way it praises honor, compassion, courage, and above all, sacrifice. What's beautiful about the film is not just what it teaches, but the way it teaches--by inspiring its audience to live life "burdened with glorious purpose," knowing that whether you have superpowers or not, you're someone's hero. An "old fashioned notion?" Maybe. But I think our day could use some old-fashioned inspiration. 

So, basically, this is an awesome film, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. And when it comes out on DVD, I'm getting two copies, so that when I play the first one to death, I'll have a backup. 




Sunday, May 6, 2012

this is why I am not an advice columnist

And now for one of my favorite games invented by none other than the awesomeness that is the Vlogbrothers --GOOGLE AUTOFILL
(the game that proves that people are as weird as we think they are) 

And the letter of the day is F for Finals! 

Is my f...

#1 ...finger broken? 
Did you hear any snapping noises that would make you think that this could somehow be a possibility? Would you hate me for life if I gave you a high-five right now? IS YOUR FINGER IN PAIN? If you answered yes to all of the above, then YES. PROBABLY. But since you somehow had the presence of mind to type this into google in the first place, I'm going to guess that, NO, it's not.

#2...flight on time?
Look at your ticket. Now look at the clock. Look back at your ticket again. Now look out the window. Does the flight arrival time on your ticket correspond to the time on the clock? If the answer is yes, and there's a plane whose flight number also corresponds with the plane number on your ticket, then yes. GET UP AND GET ON THE PLANE. If the answer to the first question is "no" because it's 3:00 and your plane doesn't come till 9:00, then you just need to sit yourself down and be patient.  If the answer to the first question is "no" because its 3:00 and your flight was supposed to come at 1:00, then it looks like you're walking to Reno, buddy.

#3...flash up to date?
What is this "flash" you speak of? Cameras flash. Flash is a superhero. Lightning flashes. I've even heard of these thingies called flash drives. You couldn't possibly be talking about Adobe Flash, because a) Nobody cares about that and b) google ran out of magic powers to know what kind of superhero lightning camera flash you were talking about. 

#4...face symmetrical?
Look in a mirror. Does your face look like this?: 

if the answer is no, then it's symmetrical enough.

#5...foot broken?
GOOGLE DOESN'T KNOW, OK???

#6 (what is my)...final grade after exam
I do believe the real question you're wanting to ask is, "If I failed, will I still pass this here class?"

#7...friend mad it me?
If they've yelled "I HATE YOUR FACE" at you anytime recently (and actually meant it), then they probably are....

#8...favorite show cancelled? 
if your favorite show is Kenan and Kel (woop woop), then I am sorry to be the one to break this to you, but....

#9...floor tile asbestos?
Dang if you have to ask, get that jank out of your house, man.

#10...facebook hacked?
If you have had a recurring string of facebook updates saying things like "I'm a happy unicorn" or "I believe that showers are superfluous" or "Inbox me for my social security number, cuties"... then yes. 
And I suggest you start looking for your best friend/housemate. 


Moral of the Story: Google, you have proven that your powers can only go so far. 



Thursday, May 3, 2012

Singing in a sinking boat

PHEW! I have been surviving the fury of finals--praise Jesus for that! :D 


I've always had mixed feelings about exam week. On the one hand, I probably get less sleep during this time than...well... ever, but on the other hand, I somehow manage to get to spend more time with people than usual. Not a bad trade in my book. 


Of course, the logical thing to do when you have 60 trillion things to do is listen to music on YouTube, and guess what I remembered? A video of me and one of my friends, Christian, singing "Falling Slowly" in the Chi Alpha spring talent show a year ago (Woop woop!) Ironically, the words of  the song really seem to match how I feel right before I start praying furiously (that is not the right word, but I haven't thought of the one that's right yet...frantically? Fervently? One of those...) before studying for an exam/ writing a paper/ taking aforementioned exam. If Jesus and I had a conversation in song lyrics, it would be this:


ME: 
Take this sinking boat and point it home 
We've still got time (...????) 


Jesus: 
Raise your hopeful voice 
You have a choice 
You've made it now....


It's so great to hear those words: hope, and you've made it. And when I think back over how blindingly fast this semester has wizzed by, it seems like it was only 5 minutes ago that it was January, and I was up blogging at midnight the night before classes, because I was too excited to start class the next day and couldn't sleep. What a nerd. 

Wow. This semester has been a beautiful and joyous one.