Well 2007 is over. I spent the year emulating monks thru quiet contemplation. I now realize that monks are full of bean ‘n franks, so the word for ‘08 is “binge”. Eating, drinking, body modification, heck everything. I think monk is short for monkey and who wants to spend their days throwing poop and chattering incoherently. Even I stopped that a few years ago.
Anyway, here’s my best/worst list for ‘07.
Good: Pan’s Labyrinth and Hot Fuzz. Pan’s Labyrinth is beautiful and sad while Fuzz was funny and over the top.
Better: Daywatch. Excellent good vs. evil sci-fi.
Best: No Country For Old Men. Great film from top to bottom, and should get many Oscar nods. A must see.
Whats brown and sounds like a bell? DUNG. That also describes the next few turds.
Messengers was a boring, non-scary horror film. Seraphim Falls was an incoherent mess. Children of Men was nonsense. My 2nd worst rectal cramp is Sunshine. Badly written, badly acted, and the single stupidest ending I’ve seen . . . maybe ever. Any other year, this thing would have taken the top spot.
And the big loser is: Spiderman 3. How do I hate thee?Let me count the ways.
- Overlong.
- Complete waste of a great villain, Venom.
- Toby dancing like a gay West Side Story reject.
- A copout plot device where a bad guy turns good at just the right time for the hero. Yes folks, this truly was 10 pounds of horse manure in a 5 pound bag.
How about some more good stuff to wash away the bad taste?
Best book: The Road by Cormac Mccarthy.
Best concert: Muse.
Best CD: Highway Companion by Tom Petty.
Best new T.V. show: Reaper.
Best cable show: Flight of the Conchords.
Best older show I just discovered: Corner Gas.
Great shows that ended: Tie between Black Books and Extras.
Best Porn: Made you look, naughty reader. You should be punished by spanking and tickling. You’re naughty, and thats what I like about You.
In all, an ok ‘07. Heres to an even better ‘08.
