Good morning, World of Meh!

So last night marked Episode 5 of Year 1 of our weekly MehCast.  It was a good show, and, if I recall correctly, our best attended and longest show yet!  The two of us had a real blast with this episode, and we really appreciate everyone who has been watching and participating.

We started off the show by discussing Lindsey’s Princess Leia style aluminum foil hair, followed by the “Yo Stink” music video featured on the most recent episode of Nip/Tuck (also posted about earlier this week).  Talking about the video lead into talking Nip/Tuck, which lead to Kitchen Nightmares, Smallville, and the upcoming new episode of Heroes.  We discussed our tryout for Jeopardy! (which was posted about yesterday), Star Wars Battlefront II, Windows Mobile applications, and our plans to get our drug-dealing, loud, douche neighbours kicked out of the apartment complex.

We also had our Weekly Picks:

Song of the Week (Chris):  Bat Country by Avenged Sevenfold

Song of the Week (Lindsey):  Sex on Fire by Kings of Leon

TV Show of the Week (Chris):  Fawlty Towers

TV Show of the Week (Lindsey):  Bridezillas

Movie of the Week (Chris):  Dr. Strangelove, or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb

Movie of the Week (Lindsey):  The Fountain

We also discussed some of our upcoming wedding plans, my issues with farting, and other topics which I can’t even begin to remember.
We hope everyone enjoyed Episode 5 of the MehCast, and we hope you all make it back for Episode 6!  See you next week!

Episode discussion at:

http://worldofmeh.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=12&t=10

-Because I said so

Lindsey had her Mary Kay meeting last night.  I, as always, attended as well, since she doesn’t have a driver’s license.  Now, normally, the meetings last about an hour or two, which is fine, but last night’s meeting was almost four hours.  Allow me to explain why that makes a difference.  The chairs at the Mary Kay center, while appearing comfortable to one unaware of the truth, are hard as stone.  There is absolutely no padding on the butt or the back whatsoever.  At the two hour mark, I’m generally very uncomfortable and fidgeting a great deal.  At the four hour mark, I would have preferred waterboarding.

I wonder if anyone else found it odd that I was attempting to describe that which was indescribable.

-Because I said so

The Crow was an amazing movie. This would also be the last role for Brandon Lee. Unlike most other comic book movies this one stayed true to it’s original form. It was dark and gritty, the soundtrack was fantastic, and it really sucked the viewer into it’s world. I remember seeing it the second day it came out in theatres. I was in 7th grade at the time and I was in awe throughout the entire film, until the end when I was in “awww.” The final scenes with Eric at Shelly’s grave completely destroyed me. Not only did I cry in my seat, bawling like a baby with my Mom laughing at me since she was sitting right next to me, but I cried throughout the entire lobby, through the parking lot, and during the entire ride back home. I was so deeply scarred by that movie that I would continue to cry even during later viewings of the movie.

The Crow has always been one of my favorite movies and it will probably remain one of them. I even made the stupid mistake of watching the sequels, abominations though they were. I will admit that the second one wasn’t as bad as part three, but it paled in comparison to the original.

On New Years Day, Chris and I had people over for brunch. One of our guests was a friend named Amanda. I can’t remember how we got on the topic of The Crow but I believe it got started when Amanda saw the movie on our shelf. A remark was made on how she recently saw the movie and I started waving my fangirl flag in shock that it had taken her this long to see it. Nothing could have prepared me for what I heard next. “I saw the second one a long time ago and I liked it better,” she said.

Amanda had seen the sequel years before seeing the original and for some reason, unknown to me and the rest of the world, she liked it better. She thought it was fucking fantastic compared to the first. I thought I had lost my damn mind hearing that statement. Chris and I proceeded to ask her as to why she felt that way. Her reasons were because of the plot and because she thought the main actor was better. I even recall her telling me that she thought Vincent Perez was hot and sexy. I guess that validates her reasons…NOT. Brandon Lee was hot and sexy!

I personally thought the plot in the sequel was ass, and Vincent Perez came nowhere close to Brandon Lee. The only cool parts in City of Angels were the little red angel wing tattoos on Mia Kirshners back, Iggy Pop, Thuy Trang who was the original Yellow Ranger, and the appearance of Deftones in the Dia De Los Muertos parade.

The soundtrack didn’t have nearly as many good songs, with a prime example being that Hole was included, and the villain wasn’t even scary. In fact, I don’t even remember the villain. That’s how ass this movie was and still is.

I adore Amanda, I really do, but after hearing that blasphemy in my apartment I didn’t want to give her any of my tasty bacon I had finished cooking. I couldn’t wrap my head around it. How could somebody who has even minimal intelligence prefer anything but the original?

This my friends shall be one of those great questions in life that shall forever be unanswered, along with why people prefer creamy over chunky when selecting peanut butter.

- She Who Has The Last Word