Saturday, 21 April 2012

The Pepsi Challenge

Rob and I did a blindfolded taste test to see if we could tell the difference between different kinds of soda. We each took a randomized series of 14 samples each. (The only rules we had were that each soda must occur once, and must never occur twice in a row.)

Here's how we did. Correct guesses are in green, while those that are way off are in red.

Rob's results:

SERVED:
Pam's (regular)
GUESSED:
Pepsi Max
Coke, Diet Coke, Diet
Coke (regular) Pam's (diet)
Pam's (diet) Pam's (regular)
Pepsi (regular) Pepsi (regular)
Coke Zero Coke (regular)
Pam's (regular) Pepsi Max
Pepsi Max Pam's (regular)
Pam's (regular) Pepsi Max 
Coke (regular) Coke Zero
Pepsi Max Pepsi (regular)
Pepsi (regular) Pam's (diet)
Pam's (diet) Pam's (diet)
Coke Zero Coke Zero

Logan's results:

SERVED:
Pepsi Max
GUESSED:
Pepsi (regular)
Coke, Diet Coke, Diet
Coke (regular) Coke (regular)
Pam's (regular) Pam's (regular)
Pepsi Max Pepsi (regular)
Pepsi (regular) Pam's (diet) 
Coke (regular) Pepsi Max 
Coke Zero Coke Zero
Pepsi Max Pepsi (regular)
Pam's (diet) Pam's (diet)
Coke, Diet Coke, Diet
Coke (regular) Coke (regular)
Pepsi Max Pepsi Max
Pepsi (regular) Pepsi (regular)

To be fair, I drink about six times more soda than Rob does, so my junk food palate is more refined.

Saturday, 7 August 2010

Useful Bookmarklets

Bookmarklets work in all modern browsers.
Create a new bookmark and paste the bookmarklet JavaScript into the address field. You activate the bookmarklet by clicking on it.

Here are a few bookmarklets I use. I got them from www.marklets.com


KeepTube is a video ripper for most popular video sites.

javascript:document.location='http://keep-tube.com/?url='+escape(window.location);


ClipNabber is similar. Use it if KeepTube runs into problems.

javascript:void((function(){%20var%20e=document.createElement('script');%20e.setAttribute('type','text/javascript');%20e.setAttribute('src','http://clipnabber.com/scripts/bookmarklet.js');%20document.body.appendChild(e)%20})())


Dirpy is for when you want to rip YouTube audio. You can clip part or all of the audio with the simple interface.

javascript:%20/*_Dirpy_YouTube_Bookmarklet_*/(function(){%20var%20toks%20=%20window.location.href.split('v=',2);var%20videoid%20=%20'';if%20(%20toks.length%20>=%202%20)%20{%20videoid%20=%20toks[%201%20].substring(%200,%2011%20)%20;%20}%20if%20(%20videoid%20!=%20''%20)%20{%20window.open(%20'http://dirpy.com/studio/'%20+%20videoid%20)%20;%20}%20else%20{%20alert(%20'Couldn\'t%20gather%20a%20YouTube%20video%20id%20to%20send%20to%20Dirpy%20Studio.%20Are%20you%20on%20a%20YouTube%20video%20page?'%20)%20;%20}%20})()


Bookmaplet brings up a small window with Google Maps displaying the location when you select an address from a block of text.

javascript:void((function(){var%20e=document.createElement('script');e.setAttribute('type','text/javascript');e.setAttribute('src','http://www.bookmaplet.com/scripts/bm.js');document.body.appendChild(e)})())


Make PDF generates a PDF file from the page you're viewing.

javascript:pdf_url=location.href;location.href='http://pdfmyurl.com?url='+escape(pdf_url)


Edit Website lets you change the way the current page appears, temporarily at least.

javascript:document.body.contentEditable%20=%20'true';%20document.designMode='on';%20void%200


Search Site brings up a small window to perform a Google search just for the site you're on.

javascript:(function(){var%20s=document.createElement('script');s.src='http://www.phpied.com/files/searchsite/searchsite.js';document.getElementsByTagName('head')[0].appendChild(s);})()


PDF Newspaper generates a beautifully laid out PDF of the page or article you're reading, including all sections/pages of the article.

javascript:location.href='http://fivefilters.org/pdf-newspaper/makepdf.php?title=Your+Personal+Newspaper&feed='+escape('http://fivefilters.org/content-only/makefulltextfeed.php?html=true&url='+escape(document.location.href));


Goo.gl automatically creates a shortened URL link for you to copy.

javascript:window.googl_callback%20=%20function(response){if(response.error_message){alert('An%20error%20occured:%20'%20+%20response.error_message);}else{alert(response.short_url);}};%20var%20s%20=%20document.createElement('script');%20s.src%20=%20'http://ggl-shortener.appspot.com/?url='%20+%20encodeURIComponent(window.location.href)%20+%20'&jsonp=googl_callback';%20void(document.body.appendChild(s));

Monday, 25 January 2010

GC900 Phone & Features

I finally sold my trusty Sony-Ericcson P900 and iPod touch and got a convergence device.

This is the LG GC-900.



There are fairly obvious features:
  • 8 megapixel camera
  • 720x480 video
  • 3 inch touchscreen (800x480 pixels)
  • Wi-Fi, Bluetooth, GPS
  • MicroSD-expandable
All of this means that instead of a camera, an iPod and a GPS unit (still got my TomTom) I've got a single device.

However, I discovered after mucking around in the menus that there are a bucketload of hidden features:
  • 120 frames per second high-speed video (slow-mo)
  • 8 frames per second low-speed video (Benny Hill mode)
  • 3GP video support up to 720 pixels wide (DVD resolution)
  • MS Office document support
  • Support for Flash games
  • Integrated email
  • 1.5 GB built-in memory, up to 32 GB memory card
  • Second video camera
  • Digital FM tuner
  • In-camera video editing
  • Multitasking (multiple apps in memory)
I had the P900 for five years. It looks like I'll have the GC900 for about that long too.

Monday, 14 December 2009

Harold Bloom's list of the Western Canon

I've always watched tons of films, but most of them were the kind of trashy popular fare you normally see the glazed masses herding into at multiplexes. I stumbled across 1001 Films You Must See Before You Die and crossed off the ones I'd already seen. 168. In the last three years, I've brought that number up to 314, and in the process seen every Chaplin, Buster Keaton and Woody Allen film (there are now 40 Allen films). The scale and ambition of the project captured my imagination and drove me to read a lot more subtitles than I ever thought I would. And the 686 remaining films will be just as rewarding.

I noticed that I didn't read much anymore. In fact, I dragged The Annotated Lolita around North America and Europe for two years and only got 200 pages in. Then I found Harold Bloom's list of the Western canon (found at the end of his book The Western Canon), comprising over 1500 works that essentially are Western culture. I crossed off just 68 I had already completed. (One was The Bible; another was The Complete Works of Shakespeare.) I'm reading Byron and Gibbon now, at a rate I haven't achieved in ten years. I don't expect to finish this list for decades, but it's a journey that makes me want to read.



I use Excel (Windows, Segoe UI font) spreadsheets. Here are the my public Dropbox links for both the 1001 Films and for the 1571 books:

1001 Films

1571 Books

I use conditional formatting to keep track of my numbers: entering '1' in the grey column turns it grey and adds 1 to the total. The orange column is for items I have but haven't watched/read yet, and works the same way. (Also: the additional list in the film file are those films that were in the 1001 at some point, but later taken out.)

Thursday, 8 October 2009

The Twisting Tale of the Statue of Liberty

In the 1860s, French sculptor Frédéric Bartholdi visited Egypt and upon seeing the Suez Canal, imagined a huge statue-shaped lighthouse representing a robed Egyptian peasant woman towering over the Canal like the Colossus of Rhodes.
He made plans of his design, but Egyptian leader Ismail the Magnificent was spending too much money modernizing his country to put up statues.

Bartholdi kept nursing the idea, making a small bronze in 1870 using his mother as the model. Then he noticed that America's centennial was coming up in 1876. It might be an opportunity to see his vision through, so he started asking people for money. It was a statue of 'Libertas', he told people, the Roman goddess of liberty.



It was slow going. 1876 came and went with only part of the framing done. In 1878, Bartoldi finished the head and arm and put them on display in America, charging people 50 cents to climb up a ladder and peer out the top. Then he shipped them back and did the same thing in Paris. He held a lottery. He was running out of ideas, and he still only had half a statue.



Meanwhile in America there was little progress. Congress allocated land near Ellis Island to build on, but repeatedly voted down funding for the base. Bartoldi started shopping the idea around to other U.S. cities, with no luck.

Finally in 1885 the statue's French funding was complete, and the structure was shipped over in 350 crates. It languished in a warehouse, as there was nothing to put it on at its location.
Newspaperman Joseph Pulitzer, tired of Congress' failure, raised money from 120,000 subscribers to build the base for the statue. After fending off advertisers wanting to put laxative billboards on the structure, he completed funding.

In October 1886, the gleaming copper statue was assembled and officially opened by President Cleveland. It operated as a lighthouse until 1902.

Wednesday, 16 September 2009

All 39 Woody Allen films reviewed

1. What's Up, Tiger Lily? (1966)

Overall: 2
Quality: 2

Allen first garnered funding for a weird little experiment in which he dubbed over an old Asian film with comedic voices. There are distinct comedic moments but he had little control over the final edit, and what should have been a nose-thumbing parody came out as an awkward pile of nothing.


2. Take The Money And Run (1969)

Overall: 5
Quality: 3

Directed by, written by, and starring: Mr Woody Allen. The first outing of a bumbling thief (followed up in 2000) which defined large portions of his film persona. It is distinctive as a creative though sophomoric effort, and tolerated as silly rather than celebrated as funny.


3. Bananas (1971)

Overall: 6
Quality: 2

Allen plays a man who, through no fault of his own, becomes dictator of a banana republic. America's series of bumbling Cold War cloak-and-dagger incursions into Cuba was topical, and the film skims rather pleasantly along. Nothing he made until 'Annie Hall' had much of a budget, but the clear lack of funds here simply adds to the fun.


4. Everything You Always Wanted To Know About Sex (But Were Afraid To Ask) (1972)

Overall: 3
Quality: 3

You feel sorry for the teenagers who sneaked into this film in 1972; sexual education is promised, but is not delivered. The overall style—a series of extended sketches—is reminiscent of a Monty Python episode which didn't quite connect the dots, inspiring more cringing than enjoyment.


5. Sleeper (1973)

Overall: 2
Quality: 3

Allen falls asleep for centuries and awakens in the quasi-future-tastic world of tomorrow. The premise has promise for precisely ten minutes, only to be squandered by dull plotting and lousy editing. The yesteryear protoganist is stuck shambling around labs and peering into fibreglass cars while the tale he travelled to tell remains untold.


6. Love and Death (1975)

Overall: 8
Quality: 7

The best of Allen's pure comedies has him as a Russian peasant besotted with his cousin, played by Diane Keaton. His unrequited passion is interrupted by Napoleon and a severe case of philosophy. As he is blasted around battlefields (and at one point, from a cannon), drawing rooms, duels, and stately homes, the neurotic and cowardly Allen plays brilliantly off Keaton in screwball comedy patter to rival anything in the genre.


7. Annie Hall (1977)

Overall: 8
Quality: 6

Woody Allen is now so precisely associated with New York you might walk ten blocks south of Central Park before finding a building which has not appeared in one of his films, but this was not always so. 'Annie Hall' was his first foray into a particular microculture, and could not have been made anywhere else. Paired with Diane Keaton in the most credible of Allen's onscreen romances, the film plays out melodically with lightly-cut montages and brooding, heavy scenes; the New York dweller is shot late in the piece sitting forlorn, dwarfed by a glaring Californian expanse. With all-too-brief cameos by Christopher Walken and Jeff Goldblum.


8. Interiors(1978)

Overall: 5
Quality: 7

Best described as an flat-out homage to Ingmar Bergman, Allen pulls on loose threads that would unravel more fully in decades to come. Three daughters come to terms with their mother's new beau and, by extension, the unfurling of their smooth, dull little family. The film stars long passages of quiet despair, with occasional appearances by people.


9. Manhattan (1979)

Overall: 7
Quality: 7

A patient portrait of New York. Allen finds himself divorced by a lesbian and dating a high-school girl when he meets Diane Keaton's bundle of neuroses. Their eventual entanglement is entertaining and made more pleasant by the Manhattan scenery, which deserves at least an assistant producer credit.


10. Stardust Memories (1980)

Overall: 6
Quality: 7

Can a film feel like a sigh? This graceful and gently-paced story of a man falling in love is unafraid to hold a long, long shot. Charlotte Rampling is the figure and Allen as a rueful director is the ground, with the chattering hubbub of fans and traffic and music as an ever-present backdrop.


11. A Midsummer Night's Sex Comedy (1982)

Overall: 3
Quality: 4

A throwaway little film which, while unmistakably Allen, replaces thrust and desire with dawdling and neuroticism. Allen and Keaton host two former paramours in their farmhouse and drift gently into an aimless parody of 'A Midsummer Night's Dream'. Instructive only in explaining why there are no Jewish porn stars.


12. Zelig (1983)

Overall: 7
Quality: 4

A mock documentary about a man who is superlatively, but helplessly, adept at mimicry. Pitched somewhere between a Freudian character study and a British sketch comedy, the film skewers all the tropes of the genre while making sly points of its own. At times laugh-out-loud funny, at others bemusingly ludicrous, it is an oddball film confidently made.


13. Broadway Danny Rose (1984)

Overall: 4
Quality: 5

A snapshot of a talent agency turns into a low-wattage caper. Allen begins as a likeable agent, struggling to promote balloon-folders, parrot handlers, and lounge-singing palookas. Sadly the plot shrugs off such whimsy as it descends into a mire of poorly-made action sequences and the natural consequences of hideous casting decisions, lurching violently from parody to farce.


14. The Purple Rose of Cairo (1985)

Overall: 8
Quality: 8

Mia Farrow's winsome screen presence is elevated to high art in a film that blurs the lines between fantasy and reality. On her fifth viewing of a Jazz Era flick, the hero steps from the screen and takes her away from all this, throwing the cast into panic and the town into an uproar. Allen orchestrates the chaos with a cool grace, turning a one-trick story into a delightful and wistful tale.


15. Hannah and Her Sisters (1986)

Overall: 6
Quality: 6

Michael Caine's midlife crisis dominates the first reel as his staid '80s banker craves wife Hannah's youngest sister. Middle sister Dianne Wiest is a general-purpose failure, and Allen's hypochondriac shtick provides a reassuring backdrop. Typical Woody fare, with plenty of anxiety to go around.


16. Radio Days (1987)

Overall: 5
Quality: 7

Not many directors would get funding to make a film about the golden days of radio. So far, it's just Woody Allen and Garrison Keillor. Allen builds up a world by ticking all the boxes of NostalgiaVision: rich folks, working-class battlers, a mad uncle, and a kooky kid in the midst of it all. It won awards; it made no money.


17. September (1987)

Overall: 3
Quality: 3

'September ' is notable only for the fact that after filming it was entirely re-shot with a different cast, making it both the second and the third film Allen made in 1987. It has no pulse, and fades into the fabric of '80s made-for-TV dramas. Not even bad.


18. Another Woman (1988)

Overall: 6
Quality: 5

A surprisingly sharp drama with the immediacy of a stage play. This iteration of middle-aged infidelity is yanked out of its rut by the engaging performances of Gene Hackman, Gena Rowlands, and Ian Holm. (Also featuring Mia Farrow as the main character.) Best viewed after turning 40.


19. New York Stories (1989)

Overall: 3
Quality: 5

Martin Scorsese, Francis Ford Coppola, and Woody Allen divide a reel between them with three forgettable stories which all happen to occur in New York. Allen's chapter tells of a man who doesn't care much for his mother. It's easy to see why, but hard to care.


20. Crimes and Misdemeanors (1989)

Overall: 5
Quality: 6

The main storyline in 'Crimes and Misdemeanors', an eye doctor who wants to kill Anjelica Huston, is hand-wringingly dull. We have all wanted to kill Anjelica Huston at some time in our lives, but we didn't make a big deal out of it. The B-plot, in which Allen is required to document Alan Alda's life, is far more promising. Fortunately, DVDs have a fast-forward button.


21. Alice (1990)

Overall: 2
Quality: 4

Mia Farrow is front and centre as a Manhattan housewife who goes from being metaphorically invisible to being literally invisible. It's a weak premise and it plays out dully, no thanks to an underused supporting cast and a stiflingly beige colour scheme.


22. Shadows and Fog (1991)

Overall: 4
Quality: 6

Jack the Ripper roams the misty streets of a claustrophobic town, with a circus at one end and a cathouse at the other. Shuttling between them are ageing sword-swallower Mia Farrow, her clown boyfriend John Malkovitch and the usual gamut of character actors, all bustles and frowns. Little happens to anyone except John Cusack, who plays the wealthiest university student in history.


23. Husbands and Wives (1992)

Overall: 7
Quality: 7

The characters are complex and at no point take pains to make us comfortable. The first reel is dominated by the howling vortexes of Judy Davis and Mia Farrow, who inhabit their marriages like piranhas might inhabit petting zoos.

Well-chewed, Allen raises an eyebrow at student Juliette Lewis. His fellow fodder Sydney Pollack reaches for an aerobics instructor. The film shuttles neatly between the couplings and uncouplings with a pleasing grace, and the film unfolds into a warm character study.


24. Manhattan Murder Mystery (1993)

Overall: 2
Quality: 4

A too-old-for-movies Diane Keaton drags this plot along like an unwilling child as a woman who suspects her elderly neighbour has been killed. Brief moments of Alan Alda offer respite, but periods of Anjelica Huston yank it down again.


25. Bullets Over Broadway (1994)

Overall: 8
Quality: 6

Recalling the great 1934 classic '20th Century', Allen's period piece guides us through the smoky and alluring backrooms of Broadway theatre. John Cusack is a playwright hired by gangster Nick Valenti to write his gal Olive into a Broadway production. Jenifer Tilly is great as Olive, but it is Chazz Palminteri who steals the show as a henchman with hidden talents. A film both fun and fluent.


26. Mighty Aphrodite (1995)

Overall: 6
Quality: 6

Backed by a full Greek chorus, Allen's Lenny Weinrib tries to convince the mother of his adopted son to stop turning tricks. Mira Sorvina proves, partly with an Academy Award, that a hooker is the easiest part to play, though the film rolls along nicely regardless. The Greek tragedian interludes add another layer to the plot; it may be the only time twelve people have uttered,"Lenny, don't be a schmuck!" in unison in a Sicilian amphitheatre.


27. Everyone Says I Love You (1996)

Overall: 5
Quality: 7

A musical with a stable of names, and true to form, everyone says 'I love you.' More than say it, they sing it and they dance it. Allen's neurotic character seems hunched and reedy amongst the high-wattage actors and flowery words, and he directs with a less than steady hand, making the film tentative where it should be brazen, skeptical when it should be devout. Allen is clearly fascinated with the genre, but has no ability to dwell within it; he presents here that rarest of beasts, a hesitant musical.


28. Deconstructing Harry (1997)

Overall: 4
Quality: 6

You hear of studios adding stars to revive a bad script, but this elevates the practice to high farce: Kirstie Alley, Demi Moore, Robin Williams, and seven other headliners perform CPR on the story with baseball bats. Allen is a writer who transliterates his friends wholesale into his latest book. Hilarity, we are told, ensues.


29. Celebrity (1998)

Overall: 4
Quality: 8

Kenneth Branagh stands in for Allen in a beautifully shot but ultimately unsatisfying tale. A journalist staggers from woman to woman, each given time to enact brief stereotypes. Interesting cameos, no story.


30. Sweet and Lowdown (1999)

Overall: 6
Quality: 5

An unusual, smooth saga driven largely by a charismatic Sean Penn as guitarist Emmett Ray and his mute, Farrow-like shadow played by Samantha Morton. It was a departure for Penn; Johnny Depp was originally slated to play the moody bluesman. The result is a film with soul and momentum, and is the equal of 'Ray', 'Walk the Line', and other films mining the rich vein of Southern authenticity.


31. Small Time Crooks (2000)

Overall: 3
Quality: 5

If Allen hadn't started pulling from his back catalogue before, he certainly was now. His early years were filled with scripts he couldn't get produced, and bits and pieces of them began showing up in his later work. 'Small Time Crooks' continues the tale of his second film's bumbling thief, with similarly dismal results for the viewer.


32. The Curse of the Jade Scorpion (2001)

Overall: 3
Quality: 6

The director cast himself (at 65) opposite Charlize Theron (at 25) in a heist film which strained credulity at every turn. Allen has expressed regrets about the decision and referred to the film as one of his worst. Best to take his word for it, though Theron is pleasant, if a little jumpy.


33. Hollywood Ending (2002)

Overall: 3
Quality: 5

Allen turns his irony meter up to 11 as he stars as a has-been director who develops a severe case of blindness while filming a stressful production. Tea Leoni is as disappointing as always, and a rag-tag bunch of regulars turn in regulation performances.


34. Anything Else (2003)

Overall: 2
Quality: 5

Jason Biggs of bumbling 'American Pie' fame is Allen's surrogate for a miserable little sham of a film in which a put-upon New Yorker is jerked around by a Manic Pixie Dream Girl, played to the hilt by Christina Ricci. Allen appears as a shambling sage, offering the mildest of advice to Biggs' castrated Casanova.


35. Melinda and Melinda (2004)

Overall: 2
Quality: 7

It was about this point that critics began to wonder if Allen would ever make another good film. Radha Mitchell plays Melinda in alternate realities, one blonde and drugged, the other brunette and neurotic. The ensemble cast could not prevent the parallel dinner party scenes from collapsing under their own weight.


36. Match Point (2005)

Overall: 6
Quality: 9

The first of three films starring Scarlett Johannson: the story picks up the sonorous tones of its English surroundings, but false notes are apparent. Jonathan Rhys-Meyers smoulders steadily, giving Johannson ample opportunity to light her cigarettes. It's a strange film for Allen, not least because the cast is under 30, and it is driven less by drama than curiosity; where's he going with this?


37. Scoop (2006)

Overall: 3
Quality: 7

An elderly Allen appears to have wandered through the shot. It gradually dawns on the viewer that he is the leading man. Oh dear.


38. Cassandra's Dream (2007)

Overall: 3
Quality: 7

A difficult little tale of two brothers, one emotional, the other cerebral. Ewan McGregor and Colin Farrell's characters look to lift themselves from the workaday world with an unspeakable assignment, from which point the movie falls to pieces. An uncomfortable and unnecessary production.


39. Vicky, Christina, Barcelona (2008)

Overall: 7
Quality: 7

Another Woody-free film. Pals Scarlett Johansson and Rebecca Hall are tripping lightly around Barcelona when they meet knotty Spaniard Javier Bardem. Gradually gravity sinks into their holiday fun until the film is knee-deep in commitment, cohabitation and the odd gunfight. The tale is lightly told, and the gossamer layers slowly build into a beautiful story.

Saturday, 8 August 2009

Merlin Mann and the Creative Struggle

Merlin Mann runs a site called 43 Folders. Or he used to a couple of years ago, when it was a hub of lifehacks and productivity tips and just general process-oriented stuff. But then he went offline, or underground, just stopped being a public figure for an online community which was getting all jazzed about the paraphernalia and fetish objects surrounding GTD.

When he came out the other side, it was as a less polished and more authentic speaker and writer, given to swearing and to confessing his gradual progress in the great game of creativity. He began to talk more about human weakness and foibles, particularly when it came to creating fresh material.

Merlin talks about doing and not doing creative work:
The Sound of Young America

(Backup link here also, because stuff sometimes breaks.)

In a lot of ways the struggle to create touches on the same problems faced in the struggle to live a good life, or the struggle to actually start or to finish things we care about. It's good to see someone chuck in their professional facade and take the deeply risky step of talking about things they're not all that sure about, but think are important enough to put forward anyway.

Monday, 3 August 2009

Eggcorns, Mondegreens, and Other Errors

There are different kinds of malapropisms — mistaken expressions and mixed-up words. The flowchart below can help you to best describe a particular misstatement. You may recognise some of the examples.


Saturday, 1 August 2009

Browsing Better With a RAM Disk

My browser, where I live, had been less than optimal. It would lag during video playback, pause before page loads, blow out on memory use, and grind away on my hard drive.
It was not good, and having recently doubled my RAM I had memory to spare.

I downloaded Gavotte RamDisk (instructions page here) and set up a 512MB RAM disk.

I use Firefox Portable (link) and, after emptying the cache and reducing the cache limit to 300MB, copied it over to the RAM disk.

The results:
  • App startup time faster by 40%
  • App shutdown time faster by 60%
  • Firefox RAM use reduced by 30%
  • CPU load reduced by 50%
  • Video no longer lagging
  • Browsing snappier
  • HDD not constantly spinning
  • Laptop fan spinning much slower
Every single metric improved noticeably (though RAM savings in Firefox are more than offset by the memory cost of the RAM disk).

There are three disadvantages to this setup:
  • Cache is lost on reboot
  • Application prefs/bookmarks are lost on reboot
  • RAM disk must be set up after reboot
The first two problems can be overcome by copying the Firefox Portable folder back, overwriting the original folder. In addition I use Xmarks, a Firefox extension which synchronizes my bookmarks between PCs from an online backup.
The third problem is what it is, though it can take as little as ten seconds plus copying the application folder over.

A probable further benefit of this setup is battery life, which I haven't tested yet.

Thursday, 23 July 2009

House Rules

Knocking

Due to the recent unpleasantness, a knocking policy will be instituted. The rules are now as folllows.

1. If the door is closed, knock. If it is a Wednesday or Friday, do not knock, but snap your fingers loudly in a 4/4 rhythm.

2. If the door is ajar, push it open silently with the top of your head. Stare into the room with one eye. If you do not like what you see, I don't blame you.

3. If there is a sock on the door handle, take it off. There should not be a sock on the door handle. That is not what they are for.

4. If the blood of an animal is smeared on the door, use a non-abrasive cleaner.

5. If you hear French being spoken inside the room, force open the door by administering a powerful kick to the area just below the handle. Burn the speaker with a harsh chemical agent.

6. If you hear Italian or a Slavic dialect, run. Don't think, just run like hell.

7. Do not allow children, parents, or feral animals to open or otherwise operate the door unless they have a handler's certificate and all their shots.

8. Licking the door is not permitted. Rubbing the door for luck is allowed if it is done quietly.

9. Do not taunt the door. It is doing the best it can.

Thursday, 9 July 2009

Review of All 23 Bond films

These films are rated with an Overall score out of 10. (Dear god don't watch any with a score of 4 or lower. Actually, you should probably limit yourself to the five which score 7 or higher.)


1. Dr. No

Overall: 8
Manliness: 8
Quality: 5

The first Bond, a well-modulated and enjoyable film, followed a popular series of books by Ian Fleming. It was made cheaply in England and Jamaica (the awkward special effects being particular testament to the budget) as Bond breaches the island lair of a mad scientist with nuclear ambitions. Connery plays the kind of capable, sweaty hero familiar to audiences of WW2 flicks like 'The Guns of Navarone'. Admirably directed, but terribly rushed at the end.


2. From Russia With Love

Overall: 5
Manliness: 7
Quality: 4

A dithering effort, 'From Russia With Love' never quite gets off the ground. Although it roams all over (and under) Istanbul, it is an awfully small-feeling film. Perhaps this is why it succeeds only within the narrow confines of the train scenes of the third act, after which it slides back into slapdashery. Russia is never featured, but both the femme-fatale and the femme-wielder-of-a-shoe-knife both call Moscow home.


3. Goldfinger

Overall: 5
Manliness: 7
Quality: 4

While it is many fans' favourite, 'Goldfinger' is poorly shot and cast. Bond is captured by a a jeweller who has his eye on Fort Knox's gold reserves. The scenes range all over with few attempts to preserve continuity, and henchman Oddjob has lapsed, through the passage of time and miscegenation laws, into an insulting stereotype. This is the closest the Bond franchise came to a 'Thunderbirds' episode.


4. Thunderball

Overall: 4
Manliness: 8
Quality: 5

Cousteau fever. The underwater sequences drag 'Thunderball' out to two hours, which is about an hour longer than the story deserves: SPECTRE number two Mr. Largo steals nuclear weapons and holds the world to ransom from his Bahaman resort. Connery is on to his fourth Bond and is starting to look bored. The film did well at the box office, but hey, so did the second 'Transformers' film.


5. You Only Live Twice

Overall: 7
Manliness: 8
Quality: 6

Connery is in Japan, and is given a fake funeral beforehand for reasons that are never quite clear. The screenplay is by Roald Dahl and the film has the first decent fight scenes of the series. While Bond's makeover as a Japanese peasant merely strains credulity, the revelation of a milquetoast Blofeld as the underwhelming head of SPECTRE disappoints. The film is fun without being ridiculous and holds interest throughout -- not something that could be said for any in the series since 'Dr. No'.


6. On Her Majesty's Secret Service

Overall: 4
Manliness: 3
Quality: 3

George Lazenby's sole outing as an apologetic Bond is indifferently directed in an overlong alpine melodrama. See Bond operate a photocopier! Thrill as Blofeld toboggans! Puzzle as girls are hypnotized to commit biological warfare! Disparate Bond-esque scenes are cobbled together lazily; the low point has to be a blue-screened ski chase, but it comes late in the film when the viewer's thumb rests firmly on fast-forward.


7. Diamonds Are Forever

Overall: 2
Manliness: 7
Quality: 2

A much older-looking Connery makes a valiant attempt to save what was possibly the worst Bond film ever produced. The casting, mainly from Las Vegas, is horrendous -- no-one but Bond and Blofeld offers a line reading above a high-school level. Particularly awful are Mr Wynn and Mr Kidd, who appear to have been recruited directly from an I.T. department. Connery would never reprise the role (officially) and 'Diamonds' was part of a slide in budget and quality that was to continue for decades.


8. Live and Let Die

Overall: 6
Manliness: 4
Quality: 5

Roger Moore's first iteration of Bond barely inhabits the screen, all quizzical looks and coiffed thatch. In 'Live and Let Die' it doesn't matter, because the supporting cast is a circus of delightful overactors determined to render deathless what will most certainly be their only fifteen minutes of fame. Bond shuttles between Harlem and the Caribbean in search of a voodoo drug baron, with extended sequences in New Orleans, not least of which is a waterbourne Dukes of Hazzard-style chase. Despite Moore's uninspired presence, the plot carries the film along by sheer momentum.


9. The Man With the Golden Gun

Overall: 3
Manliness: 4
Quality: 5

As mild a plot as one could expect of any in the series, 'Golden Gun' has the distinct blandness of an episode of 'The Love Boat'. Villainous playboy Scaramanga ostensibly assassinates for a living, but the film is memorable for his midget manservant Nick Nack who pops up in all the wrong places. Bond tracks his adversary to Hong Kong, engaging while there in a checklist of activities 1970's audiences probably regarded as exotic. Not even the late appearance of flying cars can lift this dreck beyond a hazy, half-forgotten series of misadventures.


10. The Spy Who Loved Me

Overall: 3
Manliness: 4
Quality: 5

An utterly forgettable chapter in the Bond factory line. The secret agent is thrown together with a female Russian agent called Triple X who seems to have been constructed for the film from cheekbones and shampoo. A mad scientist captures submarines and plans to launch missiles at major cities and create a magical new world under the sea; Egypt is featured early on, for no particular reason. Roger Moore's insufferably smug expression goes some way to explaining why so many people, at random intervals, try to kill him.


11. Moonraker

Overall: 5
Manliness: 5
Quality: 6

I was anticipating 'Moonraker' as a return to form for the series, as the original novel was my favourite. Alas, it was not to be; 1977 was the year of Star Wars, so the story was cast into space, painted bright yellow and had an American flag inserted non-orally. Hugo Drax plots destruction from California, via an orbiting platform. Roger Moore rides through Venice on a hovercraft-ized gondola, prompting a double take from a pigeon. A merciless Japanese henchman fails to destroy our hero, while Jaws, whose presence prevents the farce from descending into trash, gleefully chews the scenery.


12. For Your Eyes Only

Overall: 4
Manliness: 4
Quality: 6

Director John Glen took the helm in the '80s, delivering competently-made films without the gratuitous silliness of Lewis Gilbert's '70s offerings. In the first of these, Bond is sent to Greece to recover a sunken code machine. The ambition and range of chase scenes is a step above any in the series since 'Thunderball', but there is little else to enjoy in the film. The plotting falls flat, and the general tone is that of a middling 'Magnum P.I.' episode.


13. Octopussy

Overall: 3
Manliness: 3
Quality: 5

Roger Moore was 56 when 'Octopussy' was released, and it shows. His Bond is content to lounge around islands with harems for extended periods; there is little of the urgency which defines the series to be found here. Director John Glen fights against both the script and the Indian setting which conspire to hijack the tale with hijinks, replete with carnival folk and elephant rides. The plot picks up in the last act with the very first foray into Russia, foreshadowing a number of scenes in the sole remaining Russian setting in 'Goldeneye'. Skipping the first eighty minutes of this film improves it immensely.


Never Say Never Again (non-official)

Overall: 5
Manliness: 5
Quality: 6

Also in 1983, a 53-year-old Sean Connery returned in a 'non-official' Bond role, essentially a rewrite of 'Thunderball'. These two facts would suggest that the film is unnecessary to the point of being ludicrous; and it would be, were the casting not so perfect. Klaus Maria Brandauer plays Largo with nuance wholly unexpected of a villain, and Barbara Carrera inhabits the role of Fatima Blush. Carerra was the first Bond actor nominated for a major award (a Golden Globe), while Brandauer went on to win a Golden Globe and an Oscar nomination the following year for 'Out of Africa'. Together they could not save the film, but rather allow it it's niche as a curiosity: a Bond film that is as character-driven as it is cartoonish.


14. A View To A Kill

Overall: 4
Manliness: 3
Quality: 6

Roger Moore at 58 completes his transformation into Adam West: shiny, cadaverous and puzzled. The much younger Christopher Walken tries to destroy Silicon Valley via natural disaster, a description that also applies to his henchcreature Grace Jones, who lunges angrily and shouts her lines like a prop-forward. The action-packed end sequence runs for almost 40 minutes, a counterpoint to the smooth, dull 80 minutes that precede it; Roger Moore's Bond reign dies with both a bang and a whimper.


15. The Living Daylights

Overall: 7
Manliness: 3
Quality: 7

Just a few years after touring with the Royal Shakespeare Company, Timothy Dalton took on the Bond mantle in the most traditional treatment of Ian Fleming's work in the series. Moving between English country houses, Vienna and Afghanistan, Dalton's gentleman spy is both quintessentially British and surprisingly modern; this is the first Bond film which feels paced to today's standards. It is a revelation to see Fleming's world represented clearly, unencumbered with gimmicks, gadgets, and outré fashion statements. Oh, and the plot features a cellist and a Soviet general.


16. Licence To Kill

Overall: 3
Manliness: 3
Quality: 4

It's a safe bet that Timothy Dalton's career at no other point involved being attacked with a stuffed marlin in a bar brawl, though in 1975 he starred in 'Permission to Kill', a more fitting title for this melange of late '80s cinematic swill. Set rather aggressively in Miami and a mock-Panama with drug dealers and DEA agents, and pulling shark scenes from the novel 'Live and Let Die' and most other elements from 'Miami Vice' or a poor 'MacGyver' episode, the film is a waste of two hours, of Dalton, and of a fresh-faced Benicio del Toro. It made less at the box office than any in the series and it was six years until another Bond film was made.


17. Goldeneye

Overall: 9
Manliness: 7
Quality: 9

In what was to many the best Bond film, Pierce Brosnan's shaken-but-not-stirred persona injected new life into a trope which had teetered on the brink of irrelevence for some time. The series reboot succeeded critically and commercially, and ensured Brosnan the role for the next decade. Bond's adversary Sean Bean plays a turncoat 00 agent who gathers a rogue's gallery of Russians to hijack a satellite and wreak havoc on London. Several chase scenes rank among the best in the series, the tank rampage through the streets of Moscow being particularly memorable.


18. Tomorrow Never Dies

Overall: 5
Manliness: 7
Quality: 9

The follow-up Brosnan picture has the look and feel of a sequel; full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. Murdoch-esque media mogul Eliot Carver attempts to spark a war to boost ratings, but actor Jonathon Pryce sucks all the oxygen out of the room with a wooden performance. Teri Hatcher and Michelle Yeoh are no better, and at 33 and 35 are among the oldest Bond girls in existence. Perhaps hiring the director of 'Stop! Or My Mom Will Shoot' was a bad idea.


19. The World Is Not Enough

Overall: 5
Manliness: 7
Quality: 9

As an act of penitence for the series' former sins, Michael Apted, President of the Director's Guild of America, was in command of the 19th Bond. On his team are Pierce Brosnan, Robbie Coltrane, Judi Dench, and John Cleese; opposing are Denise Richards, Sophie Marceau, DJ Goldie, and the script. Robert Carlyle is less a villain than a bewildered onlooker as the two forces battle. Would the film be a resounding success, or a clunking failure? The Apted team shows promise early on, but the Richards team triumphs through relentless assaults upon the viewer's credulity, the result being a competent but deeply flawed film.


20. Die Another Day

Overall: 6
Manliness: 8
Quality: 9

A panaromic and frenetic production which begins with a thrilling opening and continues with the best use of the title sequence in the series. Lee Tamahori ('Once Were Warriors', 'The Edge') directs Brosnan in his last appearance as Bond, who pursues a North Korean colonel from Cuba to Iceland. Unused elements of 'Moonraker' have been appropriated. The generous budget allows for sweeping vistas and huge explosions. There's a workmanlike feel to the production and it moves along nicely, ticking all the Hollywood boxes, but there is little resolution; it is simply a chapter.


21. Casino Royale

Overall: 8
Manliness: 10
Quality: 10

The Kiwi director of 'Goldeneye', Martin Campbell, sat at the helm of another franchise reboot, his two 'Zorro' films in the interim somehow inspiring investor confidence. The casting of Daniel Craig as a creature more pitbull than man was a reaction to the kinetic Jason Bourne films, and he presents Bond as a man whose knuckles are equally at home dragging along the floor as they are rearranging someone's dentistry. His nemesis, by way of contrast, is named 'Le Chiffre', whose superpower is the inability to control his tears. It is at no point a fair fight.


22. Quantum of Solace

Overall: 4
Manliness: 10
Quality: 9

Like a meal made of appetizers, this most brutal of the Bonds is cobbled together from vicious action sequences with no serious attempt at a plot. Director Marc Forster arrived fresh from 'The Kite Runner', so one can only conclude that the film died in the editing studio, all quick cuts and terse sentences. The overall effect is that of an extended trailer, and is as impersonal as a bullet.

Saturday, 20 June 2009

Launching Multiple Files - The Easy Version

One thing that prevents me from Doing Stuff I Should Be Doing is the hassle in getting started. One of my current projects involves me opening two web pages, an application, a text file, and a directory. While the agony of opening all these things would not discourage a man of stouter will, I am not that man.

I'd heard something vague about batch files, but not how to make them. I assumed it involved watching twelve seasons of Star Trek, installing Linux, and conducting furious online flame wars about the competing virtues of World of Warcraft characters.

Fortunately it turned out to be a three-step process:

1. Put shortcuts to -- (a) your browser and (b) the files, folders, and apps you want -- in a new folder.
2. Make a text file with a line for each item: "start filename", or for the sites: "start firefox websitename.com"
3. Save it as Filename.bat in the same folder as the files.

As long as the shortcuts are named without spaces in them, it will actually open all the stuff. If you make a shortcut to it, you can set a custom icon for the shortcut.
I put mine in the Quick Launch bar:



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Here's the link to the Lifehacker post that demystified it for me.

Saturday, 13 June 2009

OneNote is awesome

OneNote is a notepad with the full force of Microsoft applied to it. (This sounds like it's a bloated piece of crap that's been compromised beyond belief, doesn't work with anything else, and exists only to keep a megacorporation in the yacht-buying business.) For once, Microsoft have taken everything they have ever done right and put it in one place.

I opened the app. It took less than one second.
I made a new note. One click.
I clicked somewhere and started typing. Anywhere I clicked, I could type.
I dragged a PDF file onto my page. Not only could I do that, it asked me if I wanted (a) a link (b) the file contents, or (c) a visual snapshot of the file.
I chose the snapshot, and dragged it anywhere I wanted.
I right-clicked the snapshot and made the text inside it searchable as actual text.
Then I took a screenshot from a website, pasted it into OneNote, then made the text inside the image searchable.
Then I dragged some web elements over. Then I lassoed half of them and cut-and-pasted them somewhere else.
Then I drew an arrow on the screen, dragged the arrow somewhere else, then copied and rotated it.
Then I got a highlighter and drew green all over the important words.
Then I threw away the PDF because I no longer cared for it.

By this time I'd made a goddamn mess, so I resized some stuff. Then I printed the whole thing to PDF.

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The great thing about OneNote is that it is that rarest of things: a digital simulacrum that isn't actually worse than its physical counterpart. It was designed to be part of the Tablet Edition of Windows, so there's a real sense that you interact with it, rather than meekly submit to its foibles (Word? formatting? arrggh).
I've been looking for a digital notebook for a long time. I started with a folder full of text documents, then moved up to TextPad, a barebones outliner. Up until today I was using TreeDBnotes, which allows images and styled text. But now I'm a OneNote man.


(By the way, here's my effort. Put up on the fridge.)


Sunday, 31 May 2009

On How To Be Human



"...there are totally different ways to think about these kinds of situations. In this traffic, all these vehicles stopped and idling in my way, it's not impossible that some of these people in SUV's have been in horrible auto accidents in the past, and now find driving so terrifying that their therapist has all but ordered them to get a huge, heavy SUV so they can feel safe enough to drive. Or that the Hummer that just cut me off is maybe being driven by a father whose little child is hurt or sick in the seat next to him, and he's trying to get this kid to the hospital, and he's in a bigger, more legitimate hurry than I am: it is actually I who am in HIS way...

Most days, if you're aware enough to give yourself a choice, you can choose to look differently at this fat, dead-eyed, over-made-up lady who just screamed at her kid in the checkout line. Maybe she's not usually like this. Maybe she's been up three straight nights holding the hand of a husband who is dying of bone cancer. Or maybe this very lady is the low-wage clerk at the motor vehicle department, who just yesterday helped your spouse resolve a horrific, infuriating, red-tape problem through some small act of bureaucratic kindness. Of course, none of this is likely, but it's also not impossible. It just depends what you want to consider. If you're automatically sure that you know what reality is, and you are operating on your default setting, then you, like me, probably won't consider possibilities that aren't annoying and miserable. But if you really learn how to pay attention, then you will know there are other options. It will actually be within your power to experience a crowded, hot, slow, consumer-hell type situation as not only meaningful, but sacred..."

-- David Foster Wallace

...from one of my more valuable RSS feeds, How To Save The World.

Wednesday, 27 May 2009

Travelling While Introverted

Kottke, I think, offered up a link to Confessions of an Introverted Traveler and it made me think of all the photographs I have without people in them. I often patiently waited for everyone to step the hell away from things before I took shots I was happy with, and even then it was a pretty small window of opportunity.

Here I present shots complete with what I was thinking when I took them.



You are all ants. All tiny ants. Here comes the hoof of mechanised progress.



Nice way to screw up my shot, asshole. Now turn in profile for the next two minutes so I can get another one without Australians in it.



WAKE UP SHEEPLE



There must be some point at which the body of the vehicle kind of breaks off and sags over the wheel until it can't move.



That's some good symmetry right there. And no-one is tall enough to block my shot.



I was getting too much glare earlier from everyone's shiny, shiny pants.



Hey there, crossy. Whatcha thinkin ?

Saturday, 16 May 2009

My Six Favourite Online Comics

Most online comics are terrible. Just really, really terrible. But because there are so many of them there are bound to be some that generate glimmers of hope from time to time, others that represent real talent, and finally a tiny number that (like comedian George Carlin) actually have something to say while being insightful and funny. Here are six of those.

XKCD
Unashamedly geeky, poorly drawn, and a dead-on reflection of geek culture.




Cowbirds
Simple and squiggly with a pleasantly vulnerable sense of humour.




Basic Instructions
An ironist against the world.




TBPF
Although it's discontinued, the hundreds of archived comics are distressingly good.




Dinosaur Comics
Verbose dinosaurs discuss densely intellectual topics like stoned frat boys.




A Softer World
Typestrips over photographs. Whimsy with a sting in the tail.

Sunday, 10 May 2009

1001 Films To See Before You Die

Years ago, when I was churning out films reviews for the magazine, I stumbled across a book: 1001 Movies You Must See Before You Die. I pulled the list from a website and started crossing off the ones I'd already seen. That was 100 down: these were common films, like Star Wars, The Silence of the Lambs, and The Princess Bride, although there were a few, like Dog Day Afternoon and The Sting that fell outside the mainstream.
I began to mix foreign films in with my regular rentals: Caro Diario, Ran, Tokyo Story.
After a while I started to recognise films from the list when they appeared in film festivals and special screenings: The Battle of Algiers, The Son's Room, Our Hospitality. I sometimes saw films that weren't on the list (Twentieth Century) just because they were old.
I started working my way through entire oeuvres: I have now seen every feature film by Woody Allen (there are 40), Buster Keaton, and Charlie Chaplin. And I still have gaping holes in my list: I haven't seen From Here To Eternity, The Jazz Singer, or There Will Be Blood.
I've only just now passed the 300 mark and it is becoming more difficult to find the 701 outstanding films. Even Videon comes up short on the 1922 print of Le Souriante Madame Beudet (although it will gladly supply Salo, or the 120 Days of Sodom.) I torrented The Wages of Fear, complete with subtitles.

I have some new favourite films from the list ('favourite' being Top-20 rather than Top-5): Kind Hearts and Coronets, Glengarry Glen Ross, Duck Soup; although many of my favourites on the list were firmly in place before I knew it existed, while others (Love and Death) I discovered on tangential paths.
Of course there are many films that I don't think deserve to be in the top 1000 at all, like Gangs of New York and Meet the Parents, while some, while worthy, I watched only as long as I could bear: Leni Riefenstahl's documentary/propoganda piece Triumph of the Will was both as bombastically impressive and as gallingly repetitive as I've heard Mein Kampf is, and I may go to my grave having only seen part of Last Tango In Paris.

None of this has helped me recall actors' names. I sometimes triangulate to the point where I've constructed half a Six Degrees Of Kevin Bacon before I remember that, yes, that guy was Tim Roth who was in Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead and played Mr Orange in Reservoir Dogs, and no, he wasn't in Braindead, that was a Kiwi actor who looks like him who was in Mercy Peak and probably Shortland Street for years being a doctor or something. Then I wind up on IMdB for half an hour and discover that, holy crap, Jake Busey was in The Frighteners and I'd had two actresses mixed up in a '90s B-movie since I first saw it.

It is impossible to watch two hundred old movies without forcing other people to do so alongside you. Ikiru was a particular surprise, while Dead Man really required a more alert audience than it received, and I challenge anyone not to like It Happened One Night.

Wednesday, 22 April 2009

McSweeney's Internet Tendency

An excerpt from:

INTERNET-AGE WRITING SYLLABUS AND COURSE OVERVIEW.


Week 5:
Grammar and Technique

Navigating the ever-changing landscape of Internet slang and chatspeak is essential to creating effective tweets, instant messages, and text messages. Students will practice using emoticons to create powerful dialogue and to establish dramatic irony. They'll learn to gracefully integrate complex expressions into their IM writing, substituting the trite LOL ("laughing out loud") and "meh" (the written equivalent of a shrug) with more-advanced expressions like BOSMKL ("bending over smacking my knee laughing") and HFACTDEWARIUCSMNUWKIASLAMB ("holy flipping animal crackers, that doesn't even warrant a response; if you could see me now, you would know that I am shrugging like a mofu, biotch"). Students will be encouraged to nurture their craft, free of the restraints of punctuation, syntax, and grammar.


http://www.mcsweeneys.net/2009/4/20lanham.html

Thursday, 16 April 2009

Throttled

I'm throttled. Having hit my data cap for the month I've spent the last two days at dialup speed, leading me to question my very existence.

I spent many years on dialup— even longer than necessary— from 1998 to early 2007. I recall the days of flexing my fingers, of staring with disbelief at the monitor, of pounding my desk, and finally of slapping the side of my CRT. How could this be taking so long? It was information at a snail's pace.
I felt as though someone, somewhere, was playing passive-aggressive games with my data. Where did the malice lie? Was the site preserving its bandwidth? Was the fiber-optic cable running under the Pacific Ocean being gnawed on by a crab? Did my ISP despise me? Who was holding up the process? What modulated red tape must my data demodulate before it was released from international quarantine?
Then came the sneaking performance anxiety. My computer was too slow. My phone line was too noisy. My browser was less than optimal. My system had a bad attitude: you're giving up on the download? Be patient! You're timing out on the page load? Why did you wait ten minutes then? It seemed I was wrestling each connection to hard-won success, and running the gauntlet of mysterious technical protocol. I pleaded with the gods of internet voodoo to load 100% of "Alyssa_MilanoDVDcap3.jpg". Grant me this favour. It is only 44kb.

And now I am again at 56k speed, but this time there is no foreign spectre, no malicious goblin preventing me from realising my full bandwidth potential. It is only me. For I have sinned and downloaded the entire fifth series of The Office, and films, and games, and FLV files of mixed pedigree, and consorted with flatmates who did so. I must bear my burden of load times with wailing in sackcloth and ashes. With heavy heart I realise that the blame , as the Dane said, is not in our stars, but in our selves.

Wednesday, 8 April 2009

Six Bad Films

I rented six films which, according to Rotten Tomatoes and Metacric, are among the worst ever made. It is not that they are the cheapest (like Plan 9 From Outer Space) or the most disappointing (like The Phantom Menace) or even the most painful to watch (the 3D Jonas Brothers Experience currently holds that title). So what makes a movie the 'worst'?
It is unfair to call B-movies 'bad'. They are achingly underfunded, and often run with the B-film subculture, which has its own weird little conventions. There are likewise films which induce groans, like Breakin’ 2: Electric Boogaloo (clip), but which are lovingly crafted and suffer only from the passing of fashion; they are not bad, merely dopey, and cycle back into kitsch (notable among these: Surf Nazis Must Die).

These films are well-funded, with recognised stars and directors. They had everything going for them except for needling fatal flaws which, over the course of the film, made you think, W...T...F...? How could THESE people make a movie turn out like THIS? It is the pleasure of schadenfreude and the delicate delight of sadism which make us watch what we hate. It drove these films to critical and commercial failure, and it hung around their creators' necks like millstones for years to come. This is what a bad film is: it is a thunderous fall from grace.


Swept Away
Guy Ritchie directed his wife Madonna in this awkward little theatre of cruelty. Her character begins as Cruella de Ville's less-nice sister, barking orders at underlings on a Greek cruise. After piling this theme on like a pooper scooper in an elephant stall, she is set adrift with a hardy fisherman who, upon being washed up on a desert island, proceeds to enact the Mediterranean version of Neanderthal discipline. Madonna responds wonderfully, at times bursting into song. Her aged and overmuscled physique inspires gagging at several points, though having her flailing huffily on a beach is a pleasant relief from hearing her tortuous attempts at dialogue.
Suggested improvement: Madonna is slapped with a large fish halfway through each line.

Ballistic: Ecks vs. Sever
Antonio Banderas and Lucy Liu are scraping the bottom of the barrel here. It's not that they're bad, but everything else is off: the script, the editing, the directing, the action sequences. What makes you cringe is not that it's a badly-made movie, but that you've never seen good actors made to look so bad. It's a death by a thousand cuts as the little mistakes, mistimings, zigzagging plot and funny angles combine to reduce what could have been an average actioner into an embarrassing shambles.
Suggested improvement: Upgrade to porn film.

Howard the Duck
George Lucas, flush with success from the Star Wars trilogy, spent many millions on this comic book adaptation which was aimed at precisely no segment of the market. Although I found it in the Family section, parents would be horrified to see a half-animatronic middle-aged duck make several creepy passes at teenage girls and dive into (occupied) strip club hot tubs. With a personality halfway between Ferris Bueller and a pet rock, Howard is stultifying as a lead; any momentum the film generates grind to a halt when you realise, yes, you are looking at a puppet being passed off as sentient. Appropriately for the Boy-George-style cultural backdrop, the film suffers from a serious identity problem.
Suggested improvement: Howard cooked in second scene; replaced with LOLcat.

Battlefield Earth
John Travolta stars as an 8ft Star Trek alien whose people have enslaved the human race in this adaptation of Scientology founder, L. Ron Hubbard. The plot begins like The Planet of the Apes and ends nearer Independence Day. The film overshoots on 'deadly serious' and lands in 'camp' -- certainly the Coneheads outfits don't help much. There is plenty of red meat for the skeptic: I gave up around about when a squadron of cavemen learned to fly jumpjets. It's not a badly-made movie, but the cumulative effect is one of high regret.
Suggested improvement: Plot replaced with Scientology manifesto.

Showgirls
Who makes a movie about strippers that runs over two hours? Paul Verhoeven, that's who. The Dutch flaneur of American popular culture also directed Starship Troopers, a film that works on a few levels. Showgirls just has the one: ambitious bitchy girl gets chewed up in the greasy cogs of Las Vegas. It's both unpleasant and dull, offering neither revelation nor titillation. Star Elizabeth Berkeley seems to be too distracted by a rabid desire to shed her Saved By The Bell image to make any serious attempt at depth, or at a second facial expression.
Suggested improvement: Crossover with 'The L Word'.

Catwoman
Halle Berry came to this role straight off her (not particularly deserved) Oscar win, so the superhero schtick is a stark contrast. There's not actually much wrong with the film beyond a few dopey lines and costumes, though the grrrrrl-powa theme was played out even when the Spice Girls were doing it. Combined with Benjamin Bratt's casting, you have a flick which was five years too late. Greater crimes have been committed in cinema; Catwoman is a mere misdemeanor.
Suggested improvement: Blaxsplotation makeover. Afros and knife fights.


There were two DVDs I rented but couldn't bring myself to watch:

The Wicker Man
2min YouTube link below of the best/worst parts.
Nicholas Cage, why?

Heaven's Gate
If you can sit through 4min of a rollerskating fiddler, you're a better man than me.