So yeah,
last night I had 2 parties to attend. One was at my Boss' house, he was married 25 years and I was invited...
Why the hell did he invite me ? I have no idea. But I went anyway cos I skipped 4 prior parties/gatherings my boss organised.
I went with 2 others collegues, both moms and much older then me, jippy...
So anyway, after a trip in a car with lots of talks about their kids we finally arrived. What I saw there was rather disturbing, it was asif I was featuring in an episode of The Brady Bunch. The neighboorhood was full of girls in dresses with pretty pink flowers on em, and boys playing soccer without getting their sunday clothes all dirty. White picket fences surrounded big gardens with grass and sprinklers. I swear I could smell apple pie! I could taste the contents of my stomach forcing its way up, pushing against the back of my throat...sickening is what it was. They were all hugging, dancing, being nice, making pictures of "happy moments", ugh, freaks.
Another collegue came along, good stuff, we immediatly attacked the beertap and started numbing ourselves to the sickening portayal of love and happiness.
But wait, the best is yet to come...
We were about to leave when my boss said he was gonna show his surprise to his wive...I felt a shiver running down my spine. He had flowers and had written a poem, or atleast it rhymed. So we thought hey, it's over lets run! Well no fucking way...
"And now I'll sing something" I wish he hadn't. He sang some mushy song about eternal love and whatnot, but he can't freaking sing worth shit. After it was finally over we decided it was now or never, so we went for the door. FREEDOM!!!!
So we arrived back at my collegues house and I went on my way, to the next party...
I didn't know exactly where it was, but after a while I followed the loud shrieking sounds coming from some barn in the middle of the city...(?) The entire neighborhood was about to get demolished so the party was gonna be extra messy, so I was expecting lots of trashing going on.
Instead what I found was the birthday boy (he turned 25 :P) singing karaoke...they had rented a karaoke machine, a smoke blower, and some other stuff...
So I ran away from one singing party only to find myself going to another one...ugh.
The happy mood didnt last long though, as neighbours started complaining about the noise, it was 1:30 at night, understandable. Instead of doing the smart thing and turning the volume down he decided he should scream at the neighbour through the karaoke mic. Another neighbour decided to call the cops. The cops started patrolling the neighborhood. And again the birthdayboy decided he should scream at them through the karaoke mic. A lot of incurrable illnesses flew through the air towards the policecars, this wasn't gonna die down anytime soon...
Most of the people I know have this nasty habbit of going against whatever the cops say, so that also happened this time. Cops over here are eager to break skulls whenever a problem occurs, it had happened before to the birthdayboy and he was still somewhat mad at them (understatement of the year)
He went totally crazy and prepared to attack the cops, so finally some others came to their senses and tried to calm him down...this is when he went into beserker mode... The cops however didn't see the problem as having been solved, they called the M.E (Military Police) that usually only arrive at riots (it was a party weekend in the city here, so they were on standby) Pretty soon the barn was filled with no less then 30 M.E cops and a bunch of police dogs...talk about overkill. Somehow, dont ask me why, they left without doing anything...
A friend of mine spend the rest of the evening lying on top of the guy to calm him down...to no avail. They spend some 2 hours holding him pinned down to the floor, he was totally out of his skull. After the 2 hours he fell asleep/unconcious so they carried him to the couch. There we spend a bit chatting (his girlfriend had send most people home) and at about 5:30 we all left, cos he wasn't going nowhere, NOWHERE! Hehe.
I got home at 6:30, darn, it was getting light, no birds yet though, so I fell asleep within moments.
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1. INT. GASSTATION SHOP - NOON
Your average highway gasstation. Four pumps and a small shop that sells magazines, food, plastic flowers and lots of other crap you would expect it to sell. Two pumps are in use, one by what looks like your average American family, Dad looks stressed out by Mom who probably gave herself the position of navigator, yelling at him at every turn he makes or misses. Son sits in the back playing his Game Boy, the annoyingly repetative tunes intensifying the stress Dad's already experiencing. Daughter is walking towards the gasstation toilets, after whining for Dad to stop cos the two packs of apple juice mom gave her made their way to her blatter by now, yet more stress for Dad. The other pump is in use by what, by the suit he wears, appears to be a business man, he's black. The car he drives screams exactly the opposite, a '74 Chevy no serious businessman would be caught dead in. As he finishes filling up his gastank a second man in the exact same suit comes walking from the small gasstation shop, he whistles the tune that's coming from the other car as he slowly makes his way to the Chevy, casually swinging a suitcase at his side. He passes two men on their way to the shop, they appear to be having an argument and don't really notice him as they pass him by. They reach the door of the small shop and the GUY ON THE LEFT opens it.
GUY ON THE LEFT
...so what else was I fucking well supposed to do ? Tell me that.
GUY ON THE RIGHT
How the hell should I know!? I don't get myself in those kinds of situations, I never plan to get myself in those kinds of situations, and I fucking never will get myself in those kinds of situations.
GUY ON THE LEFT
Like I planned on getting myself in that situation. Jesus fucking christ! What the fuck do you think I do all day ? Looking to get myself royally fucked up the ass ? Do you think it's a hobby of mine ?
GUY ON THE RIGHT
Well it is starting to look like it from where I'm standing yeah.
Slowly they make their way through the first of two isles in the shop, not even looking at the crap on the shelves. They approach the counter where an OLD GUY of about 60 with a short grey beard sits watching a small portable television, some football game is on.
GUY ON THE LEFT
From where you are standing everything looks like something totally fucking different if you ask me. Try living in the real world for a change, then you can tell me about situations.
The old guy crawls up from his chair and slides into position, ready to punch buttons and earn another 52,50 on gas and some soggy buns with smelly cheese.
OLD GUY
What will it be for you gents ?
GUY ON THE RIGHT
You've got a phone call.
OLD GUY
Sorry ? A phonecall ?
GUY ON THE LEFT
Yeah, you know...a call...on a phone...
Just as he is about to ask what the hell they are talking about an old rotary phone on his desk next to the telly rings. He looks puzzled for a bit and walks to the phone. After it rang three times he picks it up. A short conversation takes place in which the old guy only says things like "yes" and "I understand", in the background you can hear the two guys continuing their argument. After about one minute the old guy puts the phone back on the hook, looks outside seeing the two businessmen drive off, and the Dad looking down at his feet, and walks back to the counter. He opens up the register and takes out the money he earned that morning, some 500 dollars. He puts it in a bag and walks back to the phone, he gets some keys on a keychain from a nail in the wall, next to it is another empty nail with the word "TOILET" written above it. With the keys he opens a drawer in his desk. Inside it he opens something else up, a safe, and takes out his weeks earnings, also putting it in the bag. He walks back to the counter and hands the bag to the guys, never saying a word. The guy on the left takes it and winks at the man. They turn around and walk back down the isle to the door.
GUY ON THE LEFT
...so that's why I kicked the shit out of that bitch, happy now ?
GUY ON THE RIGHT
Oh my fucking God! Are you serious ? That's hilarious!
The guy on the right is laughing out loud as they slowly make their way to the door. The old guy is still standing behind his counter, watching them leave.
GUY ON THE LEFT
Well yea, when it doesn't fucking happen to you it is.
GUY ON THE RIGHT
That's why I always cop a feel man, I'm not falling for that trick, not in this city. You got fucking played man. Hehe, the beaver that was really an elephant, now that sounds Grimm.
GUY ON THE LEFT
Shut the fuck up already!
They reach the door and walk outside. Just as they do a THIRD GUY comes from the toilets and joins them. Together they walk to the car.
GUY ON THE RIGHT
Hey, did you hear about Tom's adventure last night?
THIRD GUY
Nope.
GUY ON THE LEFT
Shut the fuck up alright ? It's not something I'm proud of okay ? Just shut the fuck up.
They reach their car, just as Dad is done arguing with Mom about him not getting into the car with his shoes smelling like the fuel he had just spilled on them passes them. The guy on the left gets in the drivers seat, the guy on the right is riding shotgun as the third guy goes in the backseat. The car starts and slowly drives off.
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Spider-Man 2 DVD details
Geplaatst op 21-08-2004 om 13:28 door FilmTotaal
The Spider-Man 2 DVD comes out 30 November , and will be available in a few different flavours : the 2-disc edition (widescreen/fullscreen), a Superbit edition, an edition with both Spider-Man 1 and spidey2 , and a limited edition giftset.the 2-disc version has the following stuff on it:
Disc One
» 2.40:1 Anamorphic Widescreen Presentation
» English Dolby Digital 5.1 Surround Track
» French Dolby Digital 5.1 Surround Track
» English Dolby Digital 2.0 Surround Track
» French Dolby Digital 2.0 Surround Track
» Audio Commentary with Director, Producer, Co-Producer and Tobey Maguire
» Audio Commentary with SFX Designer John Dykstra and the Effects Team
» Spidey Sense 2 Trivia Track with "Pop Up" Facts
» Four Web-i-sodes (Original Online Featurettes)
» Train "Ordinary" Music Video
» Spider-Man 2 Blooper Reel
» Multiple Trailers and Previews
Disc Two
» Making the Amazing: 12-Part Production to Premiere Documentary
» Hero in Crisis: A Look into Peter Parker's Personal Battles
» Eight Arms to Hold You: Doc Ock from Comics to the Big Screen
» The Women of Spider-Man: A Look into the Lives of Mary Jane, Aunt May etc
» Enter the Web: Multi-Angle Look at the Pier Sequence
» Art Gallery: A Collection of Alex Ross Paintings
» A Behind the Scenes Look at the Spider-Man 2 Game
» English, French and Spanish Subtitles
» Weblink to the Official Spider-Man 2 Website
» Easter Egg: Doc Ock Sings "If I Was a Rich Man"
Ofcoarse this is the European release, dunno about the US release. And Í wont buy it so why am I even posting this ? Oh well...
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So I've started a new project...again!
After last months drawing contests I decided I was bored again, so I quit those.
So this month I decided to write a movie script. I'm looking around in Quentin Tarantino's stuff a bit for some pointers cos it's been eons since my last attempt.
I'm clueless about the story, all I have really is a name :)
Just like in Pulp Fiction I'm writing a nice lil intro as to what the title stands for.
I picked a word that doesn't exist...yet. It is made up from 3 different words combined that together sum up the feel of the movie.
So wish me luck...here it is... :
Casuality
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Casuality :
An amalgamation of 3 words,
1. Causality : The principle of, or relationship between cause and effect.
2. Casualism : The doctrine that all things exist or are controlled by chance.
3. Casualty : One injured or killed in an accident.
The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, Fourth Edition.
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