I lack emotional anchors in my life. I’m like a ship always at sea, never at port, always roiled by the waves at my bow.
Ok forget the ridiculousness of the billboards you’ve been seeing around LA. Or the desire to roll your eyes at the fact that this is the 8th sequel/prequel/remake of a movie that basically boils down to: “Oh shit, the monkeys can talk!!!”
Forget the fact that 6/8 of these movies were just testaments to the power of Hollywood makeup and prosthetics. Forget the Tim Burton version. Please God, never mention to me the Tim Burton version.
Forget it all and embrace the reality that this new prequel trilogy is probably the best re-iteration of any franchise I’ve ever seen. Ever.
Hats off to the writing team, because when you perfectly align your story to the previous films, and still introduce complexity, suspense, and uncertainty to a film where we all ready know the ending, that’s gonna earn you some major props.
Well Done Movie People. Well Done!
i ate 2 pieces of shrimp for dinner. well, 2 pieces of shrimp and 6 beers. that’s healthy right?
Tomorrow will mark the 45th anniversary of the July 16, 1969 launch of Apollo 11, the NASA mission that first landed human beings on the Moon
These images are just stunning.
I really feel so much better when I’m wrung out - physically, emotionally, mentally. Everything just feels so much more alive when you’re invested in something.
Some gear in my head flipped back on yesterday.
Located at the B Braun factory in Melsungen, Germany, this mechanical aqueduct drops liquid IV solutions and IV-bags from the production building into the parked lorries below before being delivered to the rest of the world.