Tuesday, January 22, 2008

It's Still Alive...

(Cloverfield spoilers)

So, I saw Cloverfield the other day, and I am pleased to announce that it was really damn cool. I was worried that the hand-cam style would be jarring, but instead I found it an intersting technique to put the viewer right there with the characters, not really knowing what's going on, not quite being able to see certain things. One thing that's left unanswered is what, exactly, the monster is. Don't get me wrong, they show the whole thing, but the origin is an unknown. Despite the "thing falling in the ocean" that can be seen, I'm of the opinion that it's not an alien. Looking at the viral stuff, it looks like the falling thing was probably the Tagruato satelite.

My theroy is that the Cloverfield monster is actually a giant mutant fish, of all things. Some sort of deep sea dragonfish, like a viperfish, to be more exact. It's mostly the face that makes me think of that: the air-sacks on the side of the thing's head seem to resemble modified gills. Plus, the beady forward-facing eyes along with it's massive teeth.... yeah. That could also be the origin of it having six limbs rather than four.

In any case, the movie was cool. The viral marketing is fun, and J.J. Abrams is still really creative. Plus, in movie form, his ideas don't have time to peter out like his T.V. series seem to do.

So, yes, please do see it. Much with the cool.

Friday, January 4, 2008


That was the sound that woke me up at around 5 in the morning, accompanied by an astonishingly bright red-magenta light shining through my window, despite the fact that my blinds were closed. The sound repeated itself twice more, the light white the second time and back to magenta-red the third. Alien? Ball lightening? The Invisible Pink Unicorn's Holy visitation?

Okay, it was just a power breaker or transformer of some sort arcing as a storm-blown tree fell into it. Lightening? I wondered. But what would make that noise? Fireworks, asked Aaron. It was the roommate that pegged it... he'd seen it before.

I reflected how this sort of thing could easily spark a more vivid and uneducated imagination, though. If it had coupled with, say, sleep paralysis, (something I experience in the warmer months) I can easily see it being a truly terrifying experience.

The thing is I'm certain that, once conscious, I'd never jump to the conclusion that it was aliens, or any other pseudo-scientific weird-ass phenomenon. Why? Well, something like that is just as likely in my mind as, say, leprechauns.

Which leads me to wonder why? How is it I am able to make a rational guess until I can learn the answer, while other people are immediately inclined to interpret things in extraordinarily unrealistic ways?

I don't know.

And maybe there's my answer. I'm okay with 'I don't know.' Admitting a lack of knowledge is more honest than any half-brained assertion, no matter how hopeful.

Alright, enough with my rainy-day musings. Good night.

Thursday, January 3, 2008

Belated Happy New Year

So, I haven't posted for some time, because... *drumroll*

...I moved! I love, love, love my new place. It's huge, two stories and has a DISHWASHER! W00t!

So that's why I haven't posted. Sorry. I resolve to to better this year, Honest!