I’m not a movie person. We’ve established this.
I’ve mentioned Sunshine on here once or twice before because despite my not being a movie person, I really, really, really like this movie.
Reasons [and possible spoilers?]:
- It’s about the freaking sun, man. I love the sun.
- I was expecting it to be one of those cheesy “good looking action heroes wear overly revealing space suits and sucker punch the sun with a nuclear bomb, restarting it, and everyone lives happily ever after.” It’s totally not.
- The soundtrack is the most phenomenal soundtrack ever. Example, example.
- Despite it not being scientifically accurate in a lot of ways, the details included that are accurate (or at least are believable) make it a believable movie. At least to me. I guess what I’m saying is that the story itself is so strong that the specific details need not be totally accurate. Which I think is important for a sci fi such as this.
- Kaneda’s death makes me cry each time. Movies do not make me cry.
- Seriously, the soundtrack is beautiful. If you can’t find the movie, at least find the soundtrack.
- When Capa says, “we’re flying into the sun” near the very end, it is delivered in such a heart-wrenching and beautiful way that is just totally makes the ending.
- It lacks an unnecessary romance subplot. How many movies can you say that about?
- You go in totally expecting a HAL moment with the Icarus II computer. It doesn’t happen. It fakes you out a couple times, but it doesn’t happen.
- Dr. Searle is a badass.
- THAT EFFING FALLOUT-ESQUE FLASHY THING WHEN THEY BOARD ICARUS I OH MY GOD
- The third act. I’ve read a lot of review of the movie (’cause, you know, I get overly obsessive about things I like) and the main complaint is that the third act “ruins” everything because it is so different than the first two thirds. I didn’t like that as well at first, but now that I’ve watched it for like the hundredth time, I realize that I think it works. Again, you’re not expecting it.
- DID I MENTION THE SOUNDTRACK?
Haha, sorry. I just dig this movie. Go find it and watch it, seriously.
But holy freaking crap spackle, Sunshine is fantastic.
I first happened upon this movie via its beautiful, beautiful soundtrack (the Adagio was actually the background music in that “Science Saved My Soul” video I posted back on October 25th).
So my mom and I wound up at Bookmans the other day (because passing up a trip to Bookmans is a sin) and I happened to find the movie. So I bought it.
Watched it tonight.
I actually hesitate to post the trailer, ’cause I don’t think it’s an accurate depiction of how cool this movie really is. So instead you get this little teaser. And this happens like in the first fourth of the movie, so there’s a LOT that goes on after this.
NNNNNNNFFF, that music.
What’s really cool about this movie is the amount of research that went into making it accurate. Sure, there are of course some major inaccuracies (welcome to Movie Land), but the director and cast really went through a lot to try and get it as accurate as they probably could and still have it be an interesting movie.
Like, a lot of thought went into it. It’s like the antithesis of Atomic Train.
If you ever get the chance, I highly recommend it. It’s very, very good.
Be warned, though: there’s a scene in there that really reminded me of Vault 106 in Fallout 3 (the one in which you hallucinate in purple). If that creeped you the hell out, so will that scene in the movie. Fair warning.
Hahaha, this is fantastic.
I’m surprised Libya’s flag isn’t in the bottom 10.
And then I found this.
Better than Lethargic Bieber? You decide!
I also went digging through all my old saved files and found all my angsty poetry latherings of yore. They’re hilarious.
I am dark.
I am a spark.
I am the turn.
I am the burn.
I am the fork in the road.
I am the wind’s sorry ode.
I am hell in a shrouded form.
I am the thing that howls in the morn.
I am philosophy.
I am prophecy.
I am tomorrow.
I am today.
I am sorrow.
I am Gray.
SO DEEP, MAN. I also just realized I haven’t written a poem since “Seuss on the Loose.” That’s probably a good thing.
So we’ll do what I always do for blog posts when there’s no internet access: post random old MSN Messenger quotes! These are like from 2007/2008.
>> You can want all you want, but if you can’t, you can’t
>> Jesus is indeed environmentally friendly
>> I AM CAPTIAN PHALLUS
>> My cat seems to enjoy following me around when I’m naked
>> Start chewing rocks!
>> Aneel, why do people suck?
>> So I’m making little Leibniz/Kant political posters, ’cause I’m bored and they’re cool
>> “Leibniz Kant”
>> Haha. Well. That’s not so positive, is it?
>> I think stress makes me awesome at statistics
>> Well, it’s my own fault, I’ve never masturbated
>> I’m sure all the great philosophers debated free will and determinism half-naked, it just makes more sense
>> oh, and can you think of some random household items, or really any random items… non-electric
>> You mean like spatulas and stuff?
>> God, I picked a phallic symbol…
>> “Where are my 25 credits? WHERE ARE THEY?!?”
>> College is fun except for this Locke paper
>> I feel empty inside
>> But now I have 2.90 GB of free space
>> Boobs are the first image results I get for the search “tubular” in Google Images
>> That’s awesome
>> What would be even more awesome would be a site like http://www.checkoutthisgirlscaboose.com and then have full of pictures of female heads and torsos attached to real cabooses or something
>> Now I’m trying to resist finding a picture of a naked girl, a picture of a caboose, and opening Photoshop
>> We were walking to Shari’s and he goes completely out of the blue, “it would be so cool to just embed glitter into the pavement on the street”
>> And I go, “what if there was a wind storm and all the glitter got picked up?”
>> Then, “what if an F5 tornado ripped through a Midwestern glitter factory and killed a bunch of people with glitter shards?”
>> And, “wait, what the hell is glitter really made of?”
>> So we decided it was made of chopped up Midwestern hicks
>> Wow, this DVD player hates life
>> It likes to sound like it’s eating the DVDs
>> *nom nom nom* “Where’s your director’s cut now?!” *nom nom nom*
>> Hit him with the STICK, you BASTARD!”
>> I’m just so excited I can spell “vagina” using the elements
>> Oh god…it’s…it’s German country music…
>> If I had three puppets and Lil’ Jon in my window, I’d be hyper, too
Also, it feels good to walk (for exercise) again. Tucson’s too ungodly hot for walking now, plus now that I have a job I can’t spend 6+ hours a day walking around the city. My cardio exercise has been confined to gunning it on the stationary bike at the Y as of late. Not that that’s bad, but I have butt calluses from it and for some reason I can’t zone out biking like I can when I walk. So today I went 18 miles and it felt fantastic (except for my little toes which are covered in blisters).
In my 100 Things list, I mention my constant singing of the Frosted Flakes “Hey Tony!” song when I was younger. Here is one such instance.
How these theatrics didn’t get me a paid endorsement job with Kellogg’s is beyond me. There’s a whole 60-minute tape of me doing crap like this.
Also, I still have that shirt. It was the “uniform” I got in T-ball when I played it in first grade.
Oh my…the colors…what is this I don’t even…
I want those arm sleevy things and rainbow bow that first model’s wearing.
This looks like the most fun thing ever. 2:06? I would wear that 24/7, indecency laws be damned.
Also, Superbass is enhanced supremely by the addition of stringed instruments.