Okay, I guess this is just more fuel for the fire, but I'm gonna write this anyway. I don't hate everything, I just judge all movies, all movies, by their aesthetic qualities, and not how entertaining the damn movie is. I'm sorry, that's just the way I look at at. So, everyone has been telling me for so long about how great this movie called the Boondock Saints is. People have even gone so far as to compare it to Pulp Fiction, which, in my mind, is a grave sin, cause if it isn't even close to the latter, I'm gonna hate on that alone. I watched the movie and I was shocked. I couldn't believe it. The movie was awful. It wasn't just bad, it was achingly bad. How could so many people love this movie? I decided to do some research. I rottentomatoes.com'd it, and I wasn't surprised by the results. It has a rating of 10% freshness. To show what this means, You Got Served got a 17%. So, at least the critics agreed with me. But what did the American public see in this film? I googled it. And I came up with this review.

The unknown action gangsta movie with no love interest attached. If it
wasn't for my girl friends who told me about it, I would never had watched it.
That's right I was recommended this movie by GIRLS. Even though it looks like
the ultimate masculine movie because of all the F* words, shooting and blood.
LOTS OF BLOOD.The brotherly love between the fraternal twins, Connor and Murphy
is so believable you don't need a girl to create "chemistry". They always have
each other's back and will do anything to keep the other alive. Now that's real
love.The directing is phenomonal. First they tell you a bit of the story and
then cut it to bring you to the crime scene and then rewind and show you how it
happened. If you hate hearing the F* word. Do not watch the movie. Every second
it's being used. Which brings the comedy to the movie because of its overuse.The
only known actor is Willem Dafoe, famous for playing many villians inculding
Spiderman's green goblin. His plays his character so well in the movie. He's
entertainment without action.The last bit of film during the credits really
brings you back to reality and gets you to think (because you really have no
time to think during the movie). How would you feel if you hadn't seen this
movie and the Boondock Saints were roaming your streets?

Oh. So that's why they love it so much. BLOOD and F*words. Oh, I get it now. Movies don't need acting, direction, dialogue, and a good story to make them good. They just need blood and swears. Gotcha. Makes sense now. I'm gonna go watch some real movies now.

So, I'm at college now, and today was the first day of classes. And I had a total of 27 minutes of class. That's the shortest schoolin' I've had in my life. College rocks. I had Art History and Novel Archaeology, which, to clear things up, IS in fact about Indiana Jones. It's the first film we watch. My life rocks right now. I think I'm gonna go play some Halo, or worship AIM for a bit, you know, whatever's clever.

Toner Blog

By this time tomorrow; you'll be out on the streets of Chicago...

And I'll be 130 miles or so away. This is it kids, thanks for the great summer, I'll see some of you down there, some at thanksgiving, and I bet a few I'll sadly never see again. It's been fun and I had a blast. I hope you did too.

Oh, oh, what's this? Single tear. That's what the thick glasses are for folks. See you all real soon.

I realized today that I don't have work, I have a job, cause it's no where near being work. I played in a pool for six hours today and got paid. Oh, and made a background for the RSC's computer: a cup of beer with the words "RSC ADULT NIGHT: TIME TO GET WASTED". Can't beat that. I love my job. RSC pride, yo. RSC pride.

So, the countdown is 14 days, 9 hours, and 21 minutes. I'm ready to get out, meet some new people, see some new sights. Don't get me wrong, I'm gonna miss stuff and folks up here, but I need a change.

So, Rocket Grande should be launching this week, and for anyone who cares, I've seen the new Hector the Unreasonable cat comics, and holy dirt, is it funny. I'm made a comic too, and I like it. So that's what counts.

Two homework assignments for this week:

1. Buy/Rent/Not Steal Bruce Campbell's autobiography, If Chins Could Kill: Confessions of a B Movie Actor. Like Evil Dead II, it's a hoot. So go, read like the wind.
2. Get a hold of the Tribe Called Quest track, Can I Kick It? You won't be disappointed.

Until then my friends, good night.

Well, this has been fun, hasn't it? Summer is now almost over, and college is coming up fast. God knows I'm ready, Riverside has sucked my soul dry long enough. I got my roommate stuff, he seems cool, if not a little angry or upset or something. He's bringing a XBox and a PS2, so that's really cool. It'll go well with my Atari 2600 I'm bringing.

Aparently Rivers Cuomo is a little less crazy now. You can read it here if you don't belive me. And from what he has to say, maybe album 5 won't suck. We shall see. Oh, and I have a website in the works. It's called Rocket Grande Comics, and it's coming fast. Rocket Grande Comics: Better Than Your Room.