Not sure if white dudes can really rock this…but hey, here’s a brilliantly brutal tshirt celebrating the greatest TV show of all time. Don’t think your little emo mall punk brother will be carrying this out of Hot Topic anytime soon.
My Criterion Collection newsletter told me this:
Dear Criterion Collection Newsletter subscriber (THAT’S ME! - ed.),
We’ve got some exciting news for this fall, and we wanted you to hear it first.
Our first Blu-ray discs are coming! We’ve picked a little over a dozen titles from the collection for Blu-ray treatment, and we’ll begin rolling them out in October. These new editions will feature glorious high-definition picture and sound, all the supplemental content of the DVD releases, and they will be priced to match our standard-def editions.
Holy shit, people. This is going to be amazing. Here’s the list of their first 13 Blu-ray titles:
The Third Man
Bottle Rocket
Chungking Express
The Man Who Fell to Earth
The Last Emperor
El Norte
The 400 Blows
Gimme Shelter
The Complete Monterey Pop
Contempt
Walkabout
For All Mankind
The Wages of Fear
This is all good stuff, but I’m really looking forward to Chungking Express and Walkabout, which apparently will have a new transfer.
A funny thing happened when I received this DVD in the mail. I immediately called my brother and, chuckling with sadly predictable Gen X smartass irony, told him what 80s TV show box set I had in my hand. His revealing response: “What the hell is that?”
My bro was the target audience for Jayce and the Wheeled Warriors when it debuted in 1985, and he had no memory of it. I was a couple years older at the time and remember specifically avoiding the show because it looked so epically lame.
This was in the mid 80s — the heyday of TV cartoons for licensed properties — and poor little programs like Jayce had to fight with unstoppable juggernauts like Transformers, G.I. Joe, Thundercats, Voltron, He-Man, Robotech, and dozens of others vying for the attention of little dudes all over the country. To say Jayce had an uphill battle to capture eyeballs and wallets is a vast understatement.
There’s an interesting article on Game Funk that calls out and discusses the main criticism of the Wii: a distinct lack of good games, and a plethora of ludicrous ones. Something called “shovelware” seems to be the main culprit according to them.
Shovelware is a term used to denote software churned out solely to turn a quick buck. Generally, there is very little effort put into these titles, and it shows. When you think of shovelware, titles like movie tie-ins or the latest Hannah Montanna games should immediately come to mind.
So how did this happen? How did so much shovelware infestate the Wii’s library? A multitude of factors have contributed to this situation.
The insinuation is that Nintendo is somewhat taking advantage of their main audience, who largely skews way, way younger and therefore are: A) fanatically attracted to popular brand names, and B) uninformed consumers.
Either way, it doesn’t seem to to bother the public at large at all, who laudably seem to want their video games to remain a diversion and not become an all-consuming lifestyle. So, I doubt Nintendo is losing any sleep over the “problem.”
The skyrocketing price of gas got you down, huh? Better start praying.
“Someone’s making a lot of money and it’s really, really wrong,” added Twyman, who founded the Prayer at the Pump movement last week to seek help from a higher power to bring down fuel prices, because the powers in Washington haven’t.
The half-dozen activists — Twyman, a former Miss Washington DC, the owner of a small construction company and two volunteers at a local soup kitchen — joined hands, bowed their heads and intoned a heartfelt prayer.
“Lord, come down in a mighty way and strengthen us so that we can bring down these high gas prices,” Twyman said to a chorus of “amens”.
Hey, maybe this is a sign from the good Lord Jesus Buddha Mohammed Siva that he/she wants everyone who’s able to start riding the sh*t out of bicycles.
If this guy manages to get an old style pull tab installed on this thing, he’s officially the Hardest Man in the World.
Bill Bramanti will love Pabst Blue Ribbon eternally, and he’s got the custom-made beer-can casket to prove it. “I actually fit, because I got in here,” said Bramanti of South Chicago Heights.
He threw a party Saturday for friends and filled his silver coffin — designed in Pabst’s colors of red, white and blue — with ice and his favorite brew.
Thanks Mike!
Some clever and inventive person or persons is running around switching up elements of advertising posters on the NYC subway. I’m not sure exactly how they’re doing it, but it’s neat-o.
I’ve seen the sort of random ripped collages people have been doing for a while (the posters now are essentially big plastic stickers stacked on top of one another), but nothing with structure and meaning like the ones in the link. I’ll be on the lookout from now on…
Thanks to And I Am Not Lying for the heads up and pics.
