STATE OF THE UNION 2013, or “I’M BACK!”

Hello everyone, I have returned! I know that for all of you that’s either great news or the greatest news, so I’m gonna dive right in, talk about 2012 a little, give you a heads-up about all I am doing creatively this year, and go over my horoscope for 2013!

It’s very safe to say that the last quarter of 2012 was a complete bust. Well, not totally. I did start a really cool job with lots of chill people, so that was positive! Having no internet for a month was a drag, trying to get it fixed was a drag, having your eight-year old computer break while trying to fix it was a drag, and then having my friend’s “it’s-so-bad-I-don’t-want-it” laptop break completely was a drag too. Like, Jesus. Luckily I was able to squeeze out my Nano before they both died completely, but still, reverting back to 1991 was a pretty hard thing to do.

Beside these technological troubles, I moved during the Holidays, which is the absolute worst idea in the history of time. Do not do this, ever. Working so hard made me feel like a real Scrooge, what with not being much in the Christmas spirit and all. Much to my surprise, I didn’t even get around to watch A Garfield Christmas (see…this is why I NEED Internet), but at least I snagged an Advent Calendar and a Santa Claus is Comin’ To Town DVD right before Christmas.

Fuck yea!

But anyway, enough bitching about old equipment breaking down and living in the 1990’s and having to move heavy objects on my days off. It’s a new year! And with that new year, it’s time to give you a taste of what you can expect from me.

CREATIVE PLAN: 2013

There’s a couple people I am associated with who seem to be creative workhorses. Every other day, they seem to be developing or releasing something. Some have written like a billion scripts and made 100 videos. Others connect with local artists and collaborate on stuff. I would love to be as prolific as them, but seem to come out with (a lot) less work. This could be attributed that I want everything to be PERFECT, that I feel I have to do everything myself, my whole “let creative works simmer for as long as they need to, man” mentality, or just plain laziness. Either way, you’re not gonna get much from Factory Poma this year (at least not that I can foresee).

Another diagnosis for this creative slow-cooking could be that I absolutely hate editing and tweaking. I can’t stand it.It’s so damn boring. And everyone who edits stuff wants money for it. (How dare they?!) Since I am too frugal (cheap) to pay them, I have to edit things myself, which turns me into Mr. Unreachable when my unpolished projects come calling. I’d much rather write something new than edit and tweak something else, but alas, no one’s gonna read an unpolished book on my shelf, nor the five other ones I would write after that. I considered taking this year off of creating things, and having an “edit” year, where all I do is make my stuff nice and shiny. I doubt that will happen (especially since FAWM, Scriptfrenzy, and NANO are happening again. . .), but we’ll see.

WRITING

As I just stated, editing is so damn annoying. While I have some new ideas cooking around for what I want to write this year, I’m hard-pressed to get “A Distant Horn”, the first part of a fantasy comedy trilogy, polished and self-published with the release date of NOVEMBER 1. That’s right, people, “A DISTANT HORN” coming out November 1, 2013. I even told my roommate that he was to keep me on track about it, so…I hope he remembers. I have no idea when the other two parts would come out, because by that time I’ll probably have another billion projects. Just saying, “A Distant Horn” coming out in November! I really need to get someone to draw the cover. Hmm. . .

Yes, definitely need a better cover..

And oh yea, maybe I’ll keep that Bond countdown going.

MUSIC

Oh, music. You’re so much harder to make than just writing shit. If you’re looking for a Linnalapsi release this year, don’t hold your breath. These babies take about two years to come out, and seeing as I released one last year in May, you’ll have to wait til May 2014 for the next folk metal installment. I’m just going to polish the songs I have now, fuck around with the recording process, and cross my fingers that it will turn some more heads than the last album did. I don’t want to get TOO into the details of what I’m doing with album III (I can explain all that later in another post), but yea, most likely, no Linnalapsi this year.

On another note, I probably will do another Fadenfreude album, which will all be composed during the month of February for February Album Writing Month. If everything goes to plan, it will be released probably in the following months and put up for free (and have some awesome songs on it). The Fadenfreude album I released last year, “Die Bäckerei ist geschlossen“, has actually grown on me this past year, so maybe I’ll take this next one a little more seriously (or at least draw a more attention-grabbing cover).

So, Linnalapsi, no, Fadenfreude, yes.

FILM/VIDEO

Oh, my first love. It’s amazing how you can’t make film or video without a good HD camera or equipment or a good editing program or ANYTHING. I’m blessed to choose hobbies that are so fucking expensive, so in the downtime, Ralph and I have been developing ideas for our two little projects: Grape-Flavored Waterslides: Season 2 and our horror comedy feature Die-Ing Pan. We have a bunch of episodes planned for GFW: Season 2 and would plan to release on once a week (or something) for a number of weeks (we haven’t decided how long the season is yet). Once we get a camera (or borrow one), we’ll start shooting away, but for now, all the episodes are on the starting line, ready to run. I would most likely expect these around the end of summer or Winter if they end up getting off the ground at all.

Die-ing Pan, our murdering frying pan movie, is still in the development phase, but don’t worry! We have a production schedule on our fridge, so nothing can stop us now. We plan to start writing the movie on March 1 and have at least the first draft by April 30 (I could do this for Scriptfrenzy, eh?) We’ve set aside the whole summer for location scouting and finding actors (friends) and plan to start shooting in the Winter. Our projected release date is Winter 2014 because hey, movies take a long time to make, bro. And yes, we did film a teaser before we even started writing the script, but doesn’t that make us edgy?

HOROSCOPE

This picture is lame

Now that that’s out of the way, I can get to my favorite part of these little annual updates: My yearly horoscope. What will 2013 have in store for the Ram this year? My commentary provided in parenthesis:

2013 Horoscope (as provided by Cafeastrology.com)

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Your Aries 2013 Horoscope points to areas of life that are destined to expand and grow. (Sounds promising).

Until June 25, 2013, your communications continue to increase and expand. Your ability and desire to express yourself is greater now, and your personal interests grow. (Who’s writing this shit?) Good fortune with vehicles, transportation, through siblings, and with the communications industry can be experienced during this cycle that started in June 2012. (What positive cycle? The last part of 2012 sucked).

Potential negatives: Taking on too many daily activities (better stay home from work!), communications (what is that anyway?), new interests (how is that negative?), and learning endeavors or studies can be a problem now. Don’t overload your plate. (Ooh, I’ll keep that in mind). The more excessive tendencies of this transit are more likely to be experienced from January to March 2013.

However, for the most part, you are likely to enjoy more opportunities through your communications (“communications”?) and contact with others during this cycle in 2013. You could make new friends and feel more connected or part of a group this year. (Ok…) You might find that you travel less or not at all, and that you are busier locally, in the first half of 2013 while Jupiter is in Gemini. Your thinking is more upbeat, positive, and forward-looking, (upbeat and positive?) and so is the way you express yourself. In fact, this is an excellent time for improving your communication (there we go again with “communication”) skills and your general attitude or mindset. There can be opportunities through meetings, courses, teaching, and connections made in the neighborhood or through siblings. You are a great storyteller and teacher during this period. (Finally something I wanna hear!)

From June 25th onward, your inner world, family life, domestic activities, and domestic arrangements begin to expand and grow. Relations with family can be more pleasant and supportive. (That’ll be nice) You might move to a new home, likely a bigger one, or expand real estate holdings (Yea, I have a lot of those…). Family itself can expand, or there might be an addition to your home. (What? Who?) Some might take on a roommate for example, or bring more friends to their home. Entertaining in the home can be emphasized, if that is something that makes you happy. (Only if there’s beer). Otherwise, you can experience a stronger sense of peace and privacy in your home life. Generally speaking, more positive energy is brought to your domestic world, and long-standing problems with family might be put to bed. Do be careful about overextending yourself with home improvements (no problem there), or larger accommodations that cost more (no problem there again). Your personal life tends to overshadow your professional life or material activities during this cycle.

On a more psychological level, you might increase your confidence in yourself and feelings of security during this period. (Yay!)

Some of you could become closer with in-laws during this period. (What? I didn’t know I was married yet.) Some Aries might welcome friends from overseas into their homes. (Hmm..)

Potential negatives: Excessive money spent on home improvement, too much emphasis on the home to the point that other areas of your life suffer, or some unwillingness to expand your horizons (I’m an INFP, I never expand my horizons). Avoiding or escaping responsibilities is more possible in August and September. However, July and December bring stronger energy for enjoying the most positive effects of this transit. (What? This is so vague) For the most part, you are likely to feel emotionally secure and supported during this cycle. This is a time of nest-feathering. (Of what?)

This influence is with you until July 2014.

(What a shitty horoscope! What did that even say?)

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Well, there you have it, folks. What would you want to see released this year?

Official Die-ing Pan Teaser released!

Hey there, everyone! Today is October 31, better known to many candy-seeking dorks and scantly clad witches (or ANYTHING) as Halloween. On a day filled with a reputation for such horror and dread, it seemed fitting to release the teaser trailer for Cat cat Productions’ newest project in development, Die-Ing Pan! Watch the teaser below!

All of the episodes of Grape Flavored Waterslides: Season One equal something like eleven minutes, so we thought “Why not do a feature about a killer frying pan? It’s just nine times as much work!” I’m keeping the details of the Die-ing Pan under wraps, but I’ll let you know that it’s still  in the script development phase. Ralph and I thought that if we made a teaser to generate some buzz, people (like, our college friends) would be asking us about it and we’d be forced to finish it one day. See it as a self-enforced deadline. Of course, for the time being, there is no deadline for the film, and can only be worked on when both our work schedules allow us some free time (which they almost NEVER do!). It took Christopher Nolan something like a year to make Following, so we’ll probably be working on this for quite a while before it becomes anything tangible. But for now, we have the teaser and the promise of a script. That’s good enough for me. Oh yea, and Happy Halloween!

Keep an eye out for any Die-ing Pan updates in the near future!

James Bond Countdown: #13: Dr. No

In preparation for November’s “Skyfall”, I’ll be counting down all the Bond movies from my least favorite to favorite. Twenty-two movies in all, so let’s get going! Warning: Spoilers below!

Number on countdown: 13

Title: Dr. No

Year: 1962

Synopsis:

Three blind men walk through a coastal town, sunglasses on and sticks waving. They make it to the Queens Club, where some dude named Strangways is playing cards. He tells his buddies he has to go check his calls, and passes the blind men as he approaches his car. He gives them some coins. They thank him by peppering him with bullets. Strangways’ body is then loaded into a hearse which speeds off. At Strangways’ place, his secretary calls London with a secret radio behind a bookshelf. She is promptly gunned down. The murderous men remove her body and then look through the file cabinet, pulling out the one labeled “Doctor No”.

In London, military radio dudes report that W6N, Kingston Jamiaca, broke contact just after they came up on routine transmission. The men quickly notify MI6. At the fancy-ass club Le Cercle, a man in a suit comes looking for James Bond. The receptionist won’t let him in because he’s not a member, but notifies the Bacarat-playing Bond, that there is someone there to see him. Bond lamentably leaves the table, and the very attractive Ms. Trench he’s playing with, but she follows, and they flirt a bit until Bond schedules a golf meet-up and dinner for tomorrow afternoon.

Bond returns to MI6 and greets Moneypenny, M’s secretary, with whom he playfully flirts. In his meeting with M, Bond learns that in addition to Strangways going off the air, he, and his secretary, have completely vanished. M explains that he was investigating an inquiry by the United States about interference with their Cape Canaveral rockets and that a CIA gentleman named Leiter was sent down there. Before he can set off to find out what’s happening, Bond is then given his new gun, the Walther PPK, and leaves the office. Bond returns to his flat and senses something amiss. Gun drawn, he opens a door, only to find Ms. Trench, dressed scantily in one of his shirts, playing golf on his carpet. Sadly, he’s going to have to miss their date, but they have just enough time to mess around.

Bond arrives in Jamaica the next morning. While walking through the airport, a foxy lady tries to take a photo of him, but he puts his hat in front of his face. A moment later, he is greeted by Mr. Jones, who Universal Exports sent to pick him up. Bond phones “Universal Exports”, asks if they have sent a car for him, and learns they had not. Bond, most skeptical of this pick-up, goes along anyway and tells the driver to just “take him for a ride”. Someone in sunglasses follows the them, so Bond encourages he take the next turn off on the right. He does, and here, Bond pulls out his Walther and asks who he is working for. After a bit of roughing up, Mr. Jones agrees to talk, but not before dying from a bite of his cyanide-cigarette.

Later, Bond meets with some old guy and discuss the Mr. Jones, who, although not idenfied, is not a Kingston man. Bond wants to meet with the last people who saw Strangways, the old fellas at the Queens Club, and plans to meet them socially there that evening. Bond investigates Stragways’ place and finds a photo of Strangways with a man. Some guy indicates the man is a friend of Strangways. Bond indicates this is the man who drove the car that tailed him.

A golden girl has lost her glasses

At the Queen’s Club, Strangways’ buddies talk about him (and his foxy secretary, who Professor Dent says was “nice”). From his friends, he learns that Strangways was fishing about every day, an expensive venture since Quarrel, a Cayman Islander with a boat down in the harbor, charges so darn much to go out on the water. Bond goes to meet Quarrel but is confronted by sarcasm and wise-ass-ness when trying to get leads on Strangways. Bond follows the stand-offish Quarrel to a cantina, where he agrees they can talk in private. After some knife and gun drawings, Bond has Quarrel against the wall. The man with sunglasses arrives with gun in hand, but reveals himself to be Felix Leiter of the CIA, with whom Quarrel is working.

That evening, the three men sit in the cantina. Felix explains that Cape Canaveral is going apeshit because with their current rocket schedule, they don’t want anything to go wrong. Bond says that Strangways didn’t think the interference was coming from Kingston. Quarrel says that Strangways and him checked out all the areas and islands and found nothing, except for one, called Crab Key. Before Felix can explain why it’s dangerous to go there, the foxy lady from the airport snaps a picture of all of them. They apprehend her, but after refusing to talk, let her go (but not before exposing the film). The three get back to talking about Crab Key, which belongs to a Chinese fella named Doctor No who doesn’t allow anyone to land there. Quarrel says Stragnways and him went to go collect samples of rock, sand, and water and took them to Professor Dent.

The next day, Bond goes to see Dent at his office. There, Bond questions him about some rocks Strangways left for him for “examination.” Dent says that there was nothing special about the rocks, and thus, he had thrown them away. Dent tells Bond he doesn’t know the origin of the samples, and that it’s geologically impossible that they came from Crab Key. After Bond;s visit, Dent rushes off to Crab Key, where he is instructed by the PA-system voice of Doctor No to kill Bond and not fail me again. Dent leaves with a big-ass spider and plans to kill Bond that evening.

That night, Bond is side-tracked from trying to sleep by a massive tarantula crawling on his body. Not one to flinch at such things, Bond waits until it crawls onto his pillow, then kills the fucker with his shoe. The next morning, Bond visits the Kingston MI6 guy and asks for the folder on Doctor No. Ms. Taro, his assistant, tells them the Doctor No folder is completely gone. Before Bond leaves, he pays Ms. Taro a visit, catching her listening through keyhole. Through some flirts, he makes a date for her to show him around the island. A little later, Bond fucks with a Geiger counter at Quarrel’s boat. Here they learn that Stragnways’ samples were radioactive, even though Dent had told Bond it was useless iron ore. (Hmm…) Bond tells Quarrel he wants to get to Crab Key, but Quarrel says he’s a little frightened because there’s a dragon there. Bond is like “srsly?”, and after some talkin’, Quarrel agrees to take Bond there at seven in the evening.

Bond is chased by a giant projector screen

On his way to Mrs. Taro’s, Bond is tailed by a sinister hearse, which ends in the hearse flying off a cliff and then blowing the hell up. He arrives at 2171 Magenta Drive and Ms. Taro is surprised to see him (alive). After kissing a couple times, Ms. Taro takes a call in her bedroom, a call dealing with how and Bond is still alive. Bond comes in the room, causing the call to end in a friendly lie, and the two mess around. Afterwards, Bond calls for a taxi to drive them into town. The taxi arrives and Ms. Taro gets in, only to see one of Bond’s allies in the car. The taxi takes off. With the dubious Ms. Taro gone, Bond enters the house and sets up the bed with pillows to make it look like he’s sleeping there (like Ferris Bueller) and silently waits.He doesn’t have to wait long until someone shoots six shots into the pillows. It’s Professor Dent, who, after some words, Bond shoots.

Bond, Quarrel, and Felix make it out to Crab Key, but only Bond and Quarrel reach the shore stash their dinghy in a hidden place. After that, Bond naps, but is soon woken up by lady singing. The curious Bond goes to check out who’s singing, only to find a hot blonde in a white bikini picking shells whose name is Honey Rider. She explains that she always sails up on here to get shells, and even though the baddies tried to catch her before, they couldn’t. Quarrel arrives and tells them a high-power boat is coming their way, so they all jump for cover in the palm trees.

The boat comes around, and after our heroes fail to surrender, the boat opens fire. After an unsuccessful round of ammo, the boat takes off, promising they’ll be back with their dogs. As the boat zooms away, Honey reinforces that there is a dragon on the island, which leads Bond to roll his eyes. Upon finding Honey’s boat damaged, the three travel through a mosquito-infested pond in hopes of hiding. While Quarrel keeps watch for the dragon, Bond and Honey talk, and Bond learns that she thinks Dr. No killed her father, a marine biologist who went to Crab Key to check shit out and never returned. Honey tried to get help from her landlord in Kingston, but instead of helping her, helped himself. Afterwards, she scratched his face and let her black widow spider do the job of killing him. Before Bond can answer if he has his own woman, Quarrel comes and says the dragon is a’comin. Bond finally sees the dragon, which turns out to be nothing but a painted tank with some flamethrowers on it. In the ensuing fight, Quarrel, who thought it a good idea to hide behind a damn bush, gets burnt to shit. A man then pops out of the dragon and advises Honey and Bond that, unless they “want another navel”, they should come with them.

Bond and Honey are brought to a lab where everyone is wearing hazmat suits and find out they are contaminated with radiation. After taking a shower to get all that radioactive crap off, they are welcomed into a big structure, offered cigarettes, and shown to their rooms. After drinking some drugged coffee and taking a nap, the two are invited to dinner. Judging from the plant life and artificial light through the aquarium-window, the room could be up to 200 feet below the sea level. Before they can chat more, Dr. No himself introduces himself.

“I am Dr. No Hands…I mean, Doctor No.”

Dr. No apologizes for not shaking hands, since he has nothing but black, metal, claw hands. Over dinner, Dr. No explains that he was an unwanted child of a German missionary and a Chinese woman, but through hard work, became a bigwig in the Chinese crime syndicates. He stole ten million dollars in gold and used it to create his Crab Key headquarters. Bond also learns that Dr. No is a part of SPECTRE, a massive criminal group led by the brightest (criminal) minds in the world. Dr. No regrets that he let Bond live, thinking that he might want to join SPECTRE, and seeing that he doesn’t, tells his men to “soften him up.”

Bond finds himself in a jail cell but quickly escapes through the vents, eventually making it to the decontamination room, where he hijacks a hazmat suit and starts walkin’ around. He enters in the main control room, where Dr. No and his fuckers are planning to disrupt an imminent space shuttle launch. Hazmat Bond is ordered to turn up the reactor to 25 during the countdown, but he turns it up way more and fights off anyone who tries to stop him. The base starts going apeshit and everyone abandons the area. Dr. No attacks Bond right above a radioactive pool. Dr. No eventually falls down, and grabs the scaffolding to save himself. His metal hands slide against the metal, however, and he falls in. With Dr. No dead, Bond tracks down Honey and finds her, both of them escaping the base before it explodes.

Felix Leiter soon finds them in their little boat and offers them a tow back to land. Bond agrees, but once him and Honey start making out, he lets the tow go, leaving Bond and Honey with nothing but their boat and the motion of the ocean.

Things I like:

I’ve explained before in this countdown that I usually like the biggie, more grandiose, semi-ridiculous Bonds the best. While the Bond series would range to super-ridiculous to super-serious, Dr. No can be appreciated for just how damn simple it is. Watching it for the first time after seeing all the other Bond movies, it was like watching a video of a singer before they were famous. Y’know, those videos online of Lady Gaga, sans make-up and costumes, simply playing piano in a nightclub somewhere. Before all the frills and gadgets, the women and the extravagant bases, and before any even knew what a Bond movie should be, we had this simple mystery movie. And despite there nothing exaggerated, one can see all the elements that would come along later to define Bond: the Bond girl, the Bond theme, the secret lairs, and the calm, master-mind super-villains. Dr. No is great fun to watch in both in terms of entertainment, but also in terms of context. It’s a movie that had no idea it would spawn twenty-one more. If you told Connery and crew when they were making the movie in 1962, that they’d be making the twenty-third Bond movie in fifty years, they’d call you fucking crazy. And that’s what so fun about Dr. No. They had no idea what they were starting.

Awesome.

I really have to commend the screenwriters here for an excellent script. Bond’s signature is the double entendre and the subtle wit, but it’s on display here in almost every conversation. Bond’s conversations with Ms. Trench are Ms. Taro are laden with sexual tension . Bond’s first meeting with Quarrel is full of witty remarks. Dr. No and Bond’s dinner is like a verbal fencing match. It’s all absolutely superb. And in commending the script, one must commend the actors for bringing it to life in such a convincing way.

Dr. No is great in context with other Bond movies, but also in everything else. The deaths are ridiculously tame. In the swamp, Bond creeps up on a guard who has a gun at the ready. Bond sneaks up behind him, putting his hand over the guards mouth, and the guard dies. Hilarious. Very different from the Rambo-esque takedowns of Brosnan and the strained stranglings of Craig. In addition to tame deaths, there is a scene in which Honey Rider explains why she can’t abandon her shells. She tells Bond that the one she is holding would be worth fifty dollars in Miami. Fifty dollars? Fifty dollars doesn’t get you shit nowadays. Her shell in Miami would now cost $366.72, just enough to buy two James Bond 50th anniversary Blu Ray releases. (With the remaining money, she could buy these albums).

Honey’s retirement

And lastly, I really like this shot below. I know it looks kind of lame just as a picture, but with Bond being tailed, and the wind blowing his hat around, it’s a pretty badass shot. Maybe I’ll steal it someday if I ever get around to making a movie.

Things I didn’t like:

In being the first Bond film, I can forgive it not having some of those classic Bond elements. I guess my biggest complaint would have to be this stupid dragon everyone is talking about. At first I thought it kind of cool that there was a superstition about Crab Key, some fire-breathing dragon, roaming the jungles, setting fire to those who trespass. But when Quarrel finds what are obviously tire tracks, him and Honey believe they’re dragon tracks. Are they fucking stupid? Bond tells them that they didn’t see a dragon, but something that looked like one. And sure, maybe it REALLY did look like a dragon to them. And hey, maybe it might look like a dragon to us, too. But it looks like this:

I mean, maybe if it looked like Robosaurus, I could understand, but…I mean, look at it. Like, are you fucking serious? In addition to looking like that, it makes engine noises. I’m no expert on dragons, but I’m pretty sure they don’t sound like cars. And what’s dumb about this is that it makes both Quarrel and Honey look fucking stupid. Up until then, Honey had wielded her knife and told Bond she killed a man. Quarrel was a toughie who was working with the CIA. But now they’re just dumbasses who thought that was a real dragon. And if Quarrel wasn’t stupid enough now, he decides to shoot at it from behind a bush. Either Quarrel forgot that fire can BURN THROUGH BUSHES, or he’s the stupidest person in the Caribbean. Oh well, the movie is fifty years old, so whatever.

The Song:

Since the idea of the “Bond song” didn’t yet exist, Dr. No simply uses the James Bond theme we all know and love. There’s not much to say about it except that it rocks, and has continued to rock for fifty years and twenty-two movies. The Bond character and the song are so linked, that we can’t imagine Bond without it. Never Say Never Again, the unofficial Bond movie from 1983, wasn’t allowed to use it. As one person said “You’re watching a movie where the main character is James Bond, but it’s not a Bond movie without the song”, or something like that. Thank you Monty Norman for taking your song, originally written for some dumb play, and turning it into one of the best themes in movie history.

Favorite Scene:

I hope you like Quiche, Mr. Bond

While the scene where Honey Rider in her white bikini is definitely the most iconic scene from the film, my favorite has to be the the dinner scene between Bond, Honey, and Dr. No. After an hour and a half of hearing about Dr. No and his dealings, we finally get to meet him and his subtle, criminal genius. The writing here is excellent, with nearly everything said being a jab in disguise or a means to provoke. For example, when Dr. No enters the dinner chambers, he mentions his aquarium and how he designed it, making the glass convex and ten inches thick to create a magnifying effect. Bond then says “Minnows pretending to be whales. Just like you on this island,” to which Dr. No replies “It depends, Mr. Bond, on what side of the glass you are.” A couple minutes later, Bond asks quite blunt “Does the toppling of American missiles really compensate for having no hands?” Great, great stuff.

Favorite Line:

Even though the aforementioned dinner scene is my favorite scene, my favorite line comes from the famous Honey Rider intro. Upon meeting him, she asks “What are you doing here? Looking for shells?” to which he replies, “No, I’m just looking”. Genius.

Extra Tidbit:

Bond, played for the first time ever by Sean Connery, keeps telling his dumbass allies there is no such thing as dragons. He would later voice a dragon thirty-two years later in the 1995 movie Dragonheart.

Sean Connery swimming

Next one in the countdown coming…sometime!

Linnalapsi: Self Promotion and Album 3 news

Hello, fellow Linnalapset! Sorry I haven’t updated in a long time, but lots of things have been going over here!

First off, I wanted to address September 12, 2012’s Korpiklaani concert at the Whiskey a Go Go in Los Angeles. Even though it featured some of my least favorite folk metallers, Korpiklaani played absolutely wonderfully. They were having a good time, we were having a good time. It was really, great fun (even though they didn’t STILL didn’t play “Metsämies”, jerks). After the show I handed out forty-two CDs of Linnalapsi for free to anyone I could find. I gave out all of them, and in the month since the concert, virtually no one has visited either this site or the bandcamp site (which were written on the front cover). That’s totally fine. At least it’s OUT THERE, in the hands of my target audience. This foxy girl said that she liked my cover artwork, that it had a “good energy”. That was pretty cool, I guess. In addition to getting kudos on my artwork, I met Melkor Mortis of The Mordor Horde, who website can be found here. Support them and download their demo!

Go forth, my children!

So yes, not many people checking out “Mennesiyyden Laulut” via bandcamp, but that’s alright. I was snooping around the interwebs and found “Menneisyyden Laulut” on some Estonian and Russian sites, and on one site, found that it had at least been downloaded eighteen times. That’s a lot (sorta). So, I guess it’s being downloaded a lot more than I was expecting, which is good. Getting out there slowly…excellent.

While “Menneisyyden Laulut” slowly circulates the most unpopulated corners of the Internet, album 3 is slowly starting to form, and what I mean by that is, I don’t work on it every day, or even every week. Some songs have been done for a year, others are in a creative limbo, and others are just starrting to sprout, which is cool. Just as I promised the second album would be better than the first, this one will be better than the second. Well, I’m not promising ANYTHING, but what I can say is that I dig some of the new songs. One of them, actually, sounds like A REAL SONG, which is pretty gratifying.

One thing I’ve argued with myself about is a musical direction. All bands have one, y’know? Finntroll is the scary, carnival-esque, goofy, jazzy type band. Enisferum is more epic and guitar-lead-and-rythm based. Korpiklaani is total folk, violins and accordions going nuts in every song. Turisas is fit with epic brass, movie-score fanfare. When looking at Linnalapsi 3, I see songs that are scary, troll-y, dreary, and then songs that are epic, and then some that are melancholic and pretty. What the hell?

So an idea has been circulating in my brain that this would be a concept album of sorts. Not so much in the way that it’s all about one thing, but simply that all the dark songs come first and the softer, more epic ones come later. For some reason, I am seeing a dark forest for the first half, and a coastline for the last half. Could a weary group of soldiers get lost in a scary forest, to finally to escape and join their comrades for some battles and melancholic contemplation on the beach? While I don’t like the idea of following a narrative, this would be a good way to separate the conflicting styles. I could, y’know, just do ONE type of folk metal, but whatever. Gordon Ramsay says a good restaurant does one type of food excellently. A shitty restaurant does a whole bunch shittily. Does it apply to folk metal bands and musical directions, too? Oh well, whatever.

Oh yea, and my computer, the one on which the previous two Linnalapsi albums were made, is in a state of, well, not working. I wouldn’t call it dead, per se, just…not really turning on. Which means that the recording of the third LInnalapsi album might have to be on another computer. This isn’t bad, neccesarily, but my old comp had all my recording programs all ready to go. Now I have to mess with all this new shit. Not to mention that the laptop I am currently using has a different sound card than my old one, so all my songs fit with creepy, forboding strings and sythn effects sound, with a new sound card, like the Star Wars Cantina. Might have to do some retooling of instruments, but oh well, whatever!

So yea, that’s what happening over here in terms of Linnalapsi. New songs, all placed randomly on the musical-direction-ph-scale, being prepared for a computer that is (almost) dead. Sounds ideal! Other than that, nothing going on, really. Just enjoy “Menneisyyden Laulut” for a couple more years until Linnalapsi 3 comes out. I’m suspecting it will, like the gap between the first two albums, take two years to come out, which would place it in the Fall of 2014. I’m just guessing, of course, but it’s still fun to make dates and make things like this:

Anyway, that’s all for now. Now I’m going to dance to one of the new, groovy songs. Until next time!

Kippis,

Casey of Linnalapsi

James Bond Countdown: #14: You Only Live Twice

In preparation for November’s “Skyfall”, I’ll be counting down all the Bond movies from my least favorite to favorite. Twenty-two movies in all, so let’s get going! Warning: Spoilers below!

Number on Countdown: 14

Title: You Only Live Twice

Year: 1967

Synopsis:

Jupiter 16, a United States-ian space shuttle, sits around up in space with astronauts aboard talking some technobabble to NASA. Their conversation subject changes to an unidentified flying object coming toward them. The astronaut named Chris is very astounded to see it’s another space craft, and one who’s tip opens up like the mouth of a giant alligator. The mysterious ship envelops the American one. The Americans to think it was the Russians. At some international meeting, a British guy says that the shuttle went back down into the sea of Japan, and perhaps that is where they should focus their intelligence instead of just pointing fingers. He explains he already has a guy working on it right now: James Bond, who, after having some love-time with a lady, gets gunned down in the bed.

Bond’s funeral is carried out on a British ship (or something), and after the ceremony, they chuck his body into the sea. His coffin is soon recovered by scuba divers, who bring it back to a submarine. Aboard the sub, Bond exits his coffin and asks permission to come aboard. In a nautical version of M’s office,Bond discusses some stuff with his boss. M also thinks that the staging of Bond’s death will make his enemies more willing to try shit. He also tells Bond that the American space shuttle did not land in Russia, but rather Japan. Since the Japanese are not yet equipped to launch a shuttle at this time, it’s up to Bond to find out what’s up. He’s told to go to Tokyo and meet with a guy named Henderson. Upon leaving, Moneypenny flirts with him but Bond deflects (once again).

Bond arrives in Tokyo and is soon spotted by some girl on the street, who whispers into her equipped-with-audio-equipment purse. Bond is enjoying a sumo wrestling match when a mysterious girl sits down next to him. Bond gives her the MI6 password and she says she’ll take him to Henderson. After some doubts, the girl takes him to see Henderson, an old gray-haired dude with a rubbery face.

Gets laid all the time

Henderson has lived in Japan for twenty-eight years, and tells Bond that his best contact will be Tanaka, head of the Japanese Secret Service. He tells Bond that he thinks the spacecraft is here in Japan, but neither Russia or Japan are responsible. Before he tells Bond anymore of his ideas, he is knifed in the back. Bond chases after the assailant and kills him, spotting his crime-buddy in a getaway car. Bond takes the dead man’s coat and hat and climbs into the back of the car. The car drives to Osato Chemical and Engineering Company. While appearing knocked out, Bond is carried upstairs, where Bond’s identity is soon revealed and they fight. After some violent interior re-decorating, Bond takes a shot of vodka then finds a safe. He sets off the alarm by stealing some documents and a picture inside, but runs for it. Outside the building, the girl from the sumo wrestling match pulls up in a car and tells him to get in.

Bond wants some info from her, but she won’t give it, and upon parking, she books it. Bond chases after her, eventually falling down a trap door, sliding down a big slide and landing quite comically into a chair. A chair in Tanaka’s office, that is. Tanaka introduces himself and Bond shares with him the Osato documents. On the documents, they find big orders for Lox, which is either a bunch of smoked salmon or Liquid Oxygen, which makes rocket fuel. Bond learns the girl’s name is Aki before investigating the picture, which depicts a ship known as the Ning-Po, a small boat of divers, and a distinct coastline. The two then head to Tanaka’s place and during a bath, bring up that Osato is just a front and that SPECTRE could be an organization behind the entire thing. Aki comes around later. Bond and her mess around.

The next morning, Bond (as Mr. Fisher) meets with Mr. Osato, head of the Osato place. Mr. Osato and his red-head secretary and Ms. Brandt arrive soon via helicopter. Bond confidently poses as a head of some chemical company, but Osato x-rays him during the chat and sees he’s carrying guns. Osato orders Mr. Fisher killed as Bond exits. Before baddies can deliver the shot, Aki comes in saves him again. The gunmen chase after them in their car, but Aki calls Tanaka for “the usual reception, please.” Just when the baddies are closing in, a helicopter flies above them and attaches a giant magnet to their roof. The helicopter then flies over the sea, car in tow, and drops them into the water. Bond then tells Tanaka to contact M and bring “Little Nellie” and her father.

Bond and Aki find the Ning-Po at some dock and while doing some investigating, find some liquid oxygen. They are soon attacked, and Bond lets Aki slip away while he takes on some jerks. Although he gets away, he is whapped in the head and taken to SPECTRE Number 11 (Ms. Brandt).  Aboard the Ning-Po, Brandt questions him and threatens to skin him alive. Bond reveals to her that he is a spy, and will split some money with her if she can get him back to Tokyo. Promising her safeguard in Europe, she agrees and kisses him. Then they get it on.

Bond and Brandt fly back to Tokyo, but mid flight, she traps him in the plane and dives off with a parachute. Bond escapes his confines and crash-lands the plane, running out before it blows the hell up. Seemingly unshaken, Bond meets Tanaka and Aki for lunch. Tanaka has identified the coastline in the photo as one belonging to a small island called Matsu. Although his people shadowed the Ning-Po during the night, they were not sure if it stopped at the island (it was, like, really dark). Two photos of the ship, however, one taken the night before and one the next morning, show that the ship lost a lot of cargo during the night. It had to have dropped it off somewhere! Bond meets with Little Nellie, a little autogyro, and her “father”, Q. Q has no time for 007’s quips and explains all of Little Nellie’s weapons before Bond takes it flying above Matsu. He sees nothing but volcanoes, and a squad of villainous helicopters. He dispatches them with fire, gun, and missile.

Meanwhile, Russia launches a shuttle into space. It is quickly intercepted by the same mysterious ship  that swallowed the American one, which soon flies down to Earth and nears one of the volcanoes on Matsu. One of the volcanoes’ water pit is actually fake, and is instead a retractable roof, which opens up, revealing inside a massive base and crew teams running around. Brandt and Osato are there, as well is a man petting his white cat, which we all know is SPECTRE number 1: Ernst Stavro Blofeld. Blofeld is displeased to find that Osato and Brandt let James Bond escape, even though it was in all the papers that he was dead. Osato is let go, but Brandt is fed to Blofeld’s ill-tempered piranha fish.

Bond meets Tanaka at his ninja-training school, where tons of youthful gents the art of concealment and badassery. Tanaka’s plan is to have one hundred of his ninjas sneak onto the island unseen and for Bond himself to become Japanese and train as a ninja. He also suggests Bond to take a wife. He wants Aki, but Tanaka explains that’s impossible, and that he must marry some other lady. After becoming Japanese (having his chest waxed, getting a wig, etc), Bond settles down for some z’s with Aki. A ninja sneaks in and while tries to poison Bond. Aki is poisoned by mistake and the ninjas starts his exit. Aki’s coughing stirs Bond awake, and although he kills the ninja, she cannot be saved. The next day, Bond takes his Japanese wife, Tanaka’s agent Kissy Suzuki, and afterwards, they all sail to Matsu.

Tanaka informs Bond that the Americans are launching another shuttle tonight at midnight (Japanese time) and that if it is incepted, they will start war with Russia. This sens Bond and co. to go into overdrive. Kissy and him go to investigate a sketchy cave, which leads them to start investigating a nearby volcano. While stopping to rest (and kiss), the two witness a helicopter heading toward the volcano and heading down inside. With furrowed brows, the two investigate and find out the volcano’s water is of metal. Bond sends Kissy back to get Tanaka and his buddies while he stays behind and checks things out.

$1500 a month, nice neighborhood, cats/dogs ok

Bond suction-cup-climbs his way down into the base and finds the captive American astronauts as Blofeld prepares SPECTRE’s intercepting-shuttle for space. Bond poses as one of the SPECTRE astronauts and almost boards, but hears “Stop that astronaut!” over the PA before he can get on. Blofeld instructs to send the reserve astronaut as Bond is brought before him. In his control room, Blofeld explains that he made a crucial error, that no astronaut would enter a shuttle with his air conditioner (whatever that means). The countdown begins as the SPECTRE shuttle goes into space to incite some war.

Although SPECTRE’s shuttle is bound for space, that doesn’t stop Tanaka and his ninjas from raiding the base. With the help of Bond’s opening of the crater-hatch, Tanaka’s ninjas rope themselves down and cause chaos. Gunfire and explosions fill the lair. More ninjas drop down as the shuttle-interception time reaches eight minutes. Blofeld leads Bond and Mr. Osato away from the fray, shooting Mr. Osato for failing him. Blofeld tries to shoot Bond, but Tanaka throws a ninja star at his hand and the shot goes wide. Blofeld escapes and Bond joins the gunfight.

Bond makes his way to the control room to stop the SPECTRE shuttle from intercepting the American one. At the last second, Bond destroys the SPECTRE shuttle. Yay! Somewhere in the base, Blofeld activates the self-destruct. Bond, Tanaka, and Kissy, and a bunch of ninjas escape from the inferno, swimming to some rafts laid out to them by some allies. Thinking no one will ever find them, Bond starts making out with Kissy. Turns out their raft was right under M’s submarine. M tells Moneypenny to have him come down to report. “It will be a pleasure, sir.” she says.

Things I like:

For the first time in this countdown, there are actually more things I like about the movie than dislike, which is, quite honestly, a nice change. I’ve gone over the hump and am now in the land of Bond-enjoyablility. Awesome. So what do I like about Bond’s fifth entry, You Only Live Twice?

First off, I have to say I love Blofeld’s awesome hollowed-out volcano lair. Nowadays, this might all be done with CGI, but they actually built this thing! It stood 184 feet tall and featured a fully-functioning helipad monorail. So fucking awesome. Not only do I love the entire set, but the entire climax the takes place there. Gunfights, carts running along tracks, ninjas dropping in from the ceiling… it’s fantastic. My favorite Bond climaxes have always been those that end in huge gunfights. Whether it’s Brosnan going Rambo in Tomorrow Never Dies or the massive gunfight in The Spy Who Loved Me, those climaxes are sure to thrill, and You Only Live Twice does not disappoint. And Blofeld’s cat’s freakout to a squib going off is absolutely hilarious. Look at its face!

Usually in a Bond movie, Bond is whisked off to multiple locations around the globe. While taking down a baddie, he might head to Madagascar, then Montenegro, and then Venice. Or from Russia to Cuba. Or to some place and Instanbul and some other place. This time, however, Bond stays put in Japan. While the idea of Bond sticking around in one place and not trotting the globe might sound boring, it’s actually pretty nice. I feel like we get a bit deeper into the culture of where we are visiting. Usually, Bond is just “shooting in and out” of places, hardly sticking around long enough to share any real cultural experiences. This time we get a quasi-cultural profile of Japan (y’know, in a Disney “it’s a small world” kind of way) Even though it’s a little embarrassing by today’s standards of what’s acceptable stereotyping, it’s still fun to see Tokyo, some baths, ninjas, and a wedding ceremony. In no other Bond movie do we delve into a location or its unique customs so much. As I said, it’s a little 1960’s in approach, but I enjoy the extra depth.

Things I didn’t like:

There isn’t too much I dislike about You Only Live Twice, with only one real gripe coming to mind. Up until Aki’s death, Aki was the leading Bond girl and his lady during the mission. She had already saved him twice and led him directly to Tanaka. He even sacrificed himself so she could get away. Even when Bond has to choose a Japanese wife, he wants Aki. We get that Bond legitimately likes Aki, and that she’ll be by his side for the duration of the movie. Unfortunately, she catches whiff of some ninja-poison and dies. Bond then “marries” one of Tanaka’s agents, Kissy Suzuki, with whom he teams up and eventually kisses a whole bunch of times.

I don’t know about you, but I always felt Bond’s forgetting of Aki to be a little quick. I mean, I know he is Bond, and tough, and has little room to be sad about shit, but come on, she just died like five minutes ago! Sure, it might follow with Bond’s character, but what about the audience? Am I just supposed to accept this new Bond girl who came out of nowhere halfway through the movie? I mean, there was excellent build between Bond and Aki, which all just ends rather abruptly. I don’t think Aki is ever even menitoned in the movie after this. Did they lose the actress or something? Why does no one care about her? Oh well, whatever.

“Aki who?”

The Song:

“You Only Live Twice”, composed by John Barry and sung by Nancy Sinatra, is, I think, one of the prettiest and nicest Bond themes. The classic John Barry strings, the musical, oriental flowerings, and Nancy Sinatra’s voice come together so nicely. It’s an absolute delight to hear it during the film’s score as well. It’s sweeping and romantic, just what a storming by ninjas needs.

Not only do I like the music, but the lyrics as well, especially the first lines: “You only live twice, or so it seems, one life for yourself, and one for your dreams”. I completely agree with this. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not stupid, I know that we only live once (Bill Nye told me), but we all do kind of live a second life for our dreams, don’t we? In real life, I’m just a dime-a-dozen aspiring writer/director/musician/anything in the Los Angeles area, but in my dreams, I’m a lot more. In our dreams, we’re always that person we want to be, and I think that every time we day-dream or have a hope, we’re living for our dreams. So hey, maybe we really do live twice. Once in the world and once in the world created in our heads. I really like that idea. Just don’t go living too much in your dreams now.

Favorite Scene:

Although I don’t like the Little Nellie all that much, the scene in which Bond uses it to dispatch some enemy helicopters is pretty damn awesome. I don’t know if it’s what Bond actually does during the scene that makes it cool, or the fact that the entire sequence is underscored by a chopped-up-and-re-arranged James Bond theme. Good action scenes are cool, but the James Bond them is just that extra ingredient that makes them great. We love Bond for his gadgets, know-how, and swagger, and we love seeing our hero do what he does best set to the Monty Norman/added John Barry orchestration masterpiece. It really is a great scene. And to think, no CGI at all! If you’ve got three minutes, check it out:

Favorite Line:

This time, my favorite line is actually the title of the film. After Blofeld sees Bond in his control room, he asks Bond if he is back from the dead. Bond replies “This is my second life”, to which Blofeld says “You only live twice, Mr. Bond.” Great delivery of the line, too.

Extra Tidbit:

In the beginning of the film, Bond is schmoozing with some girl played by actress Tsai Chin. Tsai Chin would appear in Casino Royale 39 years later as a poker player. Crazy!

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