Irregular Roundup #12

Why Beauty and the Beast is a million times better than Cinderella has a good point—and some good rebuttal commentary. I also love the story and even collect Disney “Beauty & the Beast” stuff.

Just Happiness, by Neil Gaiman and Charles Vess. Gaiman says, “And it is so beautiful… I want to make everyone watch it.”

An interesting blog entry about color by Randall Munroe, the guy who writes/draws xkcd. Also, this and this.

heartsupport has a new website. I’m not sure how I feel about it, honestly, but I approve of what they’re trying to do (at least as far as I can tell).

Neat little games by Silver Stitch. They should probably be played in order to understand the story but don’t strictly have to be. Colour My Heart | Colour My World | Colour My Dreams | Colour My Fate | Colour My Life

Editing Your Novel? A Round-Up of Some Good Advice Also, 5 Ways to Make Your Novel Unforgettable.

Official Power Morphicon: celebrating “the hit TV series Power Rangers with industry guests, live events, and more. Join us as we convene for the show’s 17th anniversary of its premiere!” August 27-29, 2010, in Pasadena, California. WANT(ed) TO GO.

Anime related, for your information and mine:, an essay about Cosplay in Japan, and how most conventions lie about their attendance.

OMG best thing ever: Golden Girls nesting dolls. (Thank you for being a friend!)

If historical events had Facebook statuses; I admit, I loled. Also, part 2.

Queerness in Heinlein’s Stranger in a Strange Land; a good read about the main problem I had with my favorite book.

I want to see this movie: Real Injun! When is it coming to Los Angeles????

People ask me why I don’t drink or do drugs, or even drink coffee, and I always have a hard time telling them in the time I’m allowed. (It’s a long story and most people don’t want to sit there and have me explain my life story to them, obviously. Who has time for that?) I struggled for a while with the idea of being straight edge—I’m not. That is, I’m not struggling with it anymore, but I’m also not straight edge. I’m just me.

400 Years Without a Comb: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, and part 6. Or, just watch the playlist on YouTube.

“The Other Guys” review

Honestly, I wouldn’t have seen The Other Guys (wiki) by myself or without some kind of suggestion. I went on Wednesday afternoon with Daylin (who’s visiting from New York for a couple of weeks!) and a friend of Katie W.’s. Since the friend works at the theater near me, he was able to get the three of us in for free, which was pretty sweet (and the main reason I didn’t object to a stupid movie). I vetoed Machete, which they both wanted to see, The Other Guys posterbecause I’m not good with excessive amounts of blood and gore. I relented after that because I didn’t want to seem like a bitch. I mean, he was doing us a favor, after all.

Well, it’s a dumb movie, but with my expectations so low, it actually wasn’t that bad. I don’t have a great history with Will Ferrell movies, but I was kind of impressed that he was a (semi-)serious character in this movie. Or, at least, it wasn’t all about him wearing a clown nose and deliberately acting like an idiot for two hours. I know nearly nothing about Marky Mark, though I have wanted to see Four Brothers and We Own the Night. (The film also features Vin Diesel and Samuel L. Jackson as badass cop partners and Eva Mendes as Will Ferrell’s character’s wife.)

Set in New York City, The Other Guys focuses on two decidedly unbadass cops, Allen Gamble (Ferrell) and Terry Hoitz (Wahlburg) who manage to step out from the shadow of the department’s star police (Diesel and Jackson) and create their own well-earned fame when they bring down a corporate conspiracy that threatens the New York Lottery. The primary subplot involves Gamble’s personal history and his relationship to his wife (Mendes). There’s another subplot about Hoitz’s anger management issues and his stalling in promotions after he shoots Derek Jeter while on duty at the World Series, but it didn’t strike me as important as the stuff about Gamble and his wife.

Overall, it’s a good watch for a lazy, “I don’t want to have to think” evening with friends. It’s a comedy, but it has a few well-placed serious moments. Still, don’t expect it to change your life or anything. I especially like the part when Hoitz literally kidnaps Gamble at gunpoint to get him to go out and do some non-paperwork research.

Gamble says something like, “You’re not going to shoot me with that gun.”
Hoitz responds, aggravated: “I shot Derek Jeter, didn’t I?”
“That was an accident,” Gamble points out.
“Was it?” Hoitz says, as if he’s asking: Do you really want to find out?