Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Friday, August 11, 2006
Review: World Trade Center
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World Trade Center
A Film Review by James Berardinelli
United States, 2006
U.S. Release Date: 8/11/06 (wide)
Running Length: 2:08
MPAA Classification: PG-13 (Mature themes)
Theatrical Aspect Ratio: 2.35:1
Cast: Nicolas Cage, Michael Peña, Jay Hernandez, Armando Riesco, Maria Bello, Maggie Gyllenhaal
Director: Oliver Stone
Screenplay: Andrea Berloff, based on the true story of John McLoughlin & Donna McLoughlin and William Jimeno & Allison Jimeno
Cinematography: Seamus McGarvey
Music: Craig Armstrong
U.S. Distributor: Paramount Pictures
Turning back the calendar to the morning of September 11, 2001 is a risky proposition for any director, and not to be undertaken lightly. Paul Greengrass succeeded brilliantly with his United 93 and now Oliver Stone, never one to back away from a challenge, has decided to tell another story under the 9/11 umbrella. His film, World Trade Center, comes unencumbered by the director's baggage. There is no political message. There are no conspiracy theories. And the camerawork is straightforward, lacking the over-the-top flourishes that have hampered some of the director's recent efforts. World Trade Center is Stone's most potent motion picture since Platoon, and may be the most accessible across-the-board since Wall Street.
There are thousands of stories that could be told about the events that occurred in Lower Manhattan on that fateful day. Stone concentrates on two of them. In total, 20 survivors were pulled from the wreckage of the Twin Towers. Two of the last were Port Authority policemen John McLoughlin (Nicolas Cage) and Will Jimeno (Michael Peña). After entering the concourse between the North and South Towers shortly before 10:30 am"
World Trade Center
A Film Review by James Berardinelli
United States, 2006
U.S. Release Date: 8/11/06 (wide)
Running Length: 2:08
MPAA Classification: PG-13 (Mature themes)
Theatrical Aspect Ratio: 2.35:1
Cast: Nicolas Cage, Michael Peña, Jay Hernandez, Armando Riesco, Maria Bello, Maggie Gyllenhaal
Director: Oliver Stone
Screenplay: Andrea Berloff, based on the true story of John McLoughlin & Donna McLoughlin and William Jimeno & Allison Jimeno
Cinematography: Seamus McGarvey
Music: Craig Armstrong
U.S. Distributor: Paramount Pictures
Turning back the calendar to the morning of September 11, 2001 is a risky proposition for any director, and not to be undertaken lightly. Paul Greengrass succeeded brilliantly with his United 93 and now Oliver Stone, never one to back away from a challenge, has decided to tell another story under the 9/11 umbrella. His film, World Trade Center, comes unencumbered by the director's baggage. There is no political message. There are no conspiracy theories. And the camerawork is straightforward, lacking the over-the-top flourishes that have hampered some of the director's recent efforts. World Trade Center is Stone's most potent motion picture since Platoon, and may be the most accessible across-the-board since Wall Street.
There are thousands of stories that could be told about the events that occurred in Lower Manhattan on that fateful day. Stone concentrates on two of them. In total, 20 survivors were pulled from the wreckage of the Twin Towers. Two of the last were Port Authority policemen John McLoughlin (Nicolas Cage) and Will Jimeno (Michael Peña). After entering the concourse between the North and South Towers shortly before 10:30 am"
Friday, July 21, 2006
iPod sChmipod
I'm a PC, I'm a Mac. You both suck. I have a PC and I run my Nanopod on it. When it works , wonderful. When you need help you are on your own. Magician Steve Jobs either misdirects you to his little mint, the music store or makes you download iPod manuals that are dizzying in length, frustratingly redundant, and which usually result in me hounding some online friend to solve the problem.
I have reinstalled the factory software to 'Doug's iPod', three times today. I have just over 500 songs which took forever to redownload to the pod, three times. Oh, lost all 500 songs twice. You click on the song and it says, 'can't play, original not found'. Not found? You're a computer, find them!. Didn't happen. So I had to delete all those songs that were listed but not really there, track down the originals (which were right where I left them Mr. Jobs), then drag them against their will back to iTunes. And there must be a way to get rid of duplicate tracks quickly and without sweating if you also lost the original.
On a somewhat more cherry note I dicovered the iPod is impervious to the ballpean hammer. Gonna go listen to some tunes by the pool. Love the Pod.
I have reinstalled the factory software to 'Doug's iPod', three times today. I have just over 500 songs which took forever to redownload to the pod, three times. Oh, lost all 500 songs twice. You click on the song and it says, 'can't play, original not found'. Not found? You're a computer, find them!. Didn't happen. So I had to delete all those songs that were listed but not really there, track down the originals (which were right where I left them Mr. Jobs), then drag them against their will back to iTunes. And there must be a way to get rid of duplicate tracks quickly and without sweating if you also lost the original.
On a somewhat more cherry note I dicovered the iPod is impervious to the ballpean hammer. Gonna go listen to some tunes by the pool. Love the Pod.
Monday, July 17, 2006
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Sliced bread my ass
The greatest invention since the wheel is not the light bulb, it is not nuclear energy nor the computer, not that little project at Kittyhawk, not even the Gutenberg boys' gift to Steven King.
It is without a doubt the anonymous, at least to me, creative genius who came up with air conditioning. I say that as I sit in my lovely town house in 110 degree Las Vegas with a BTU impaired AC unit causing me to wipe pools of sweat off my keyboard. I am off to the pool, a frigid 93, aaah!
It is without a doubt the anonymous, at least to me, creative genius who came up with air conditioning. I say that as I sit in my lovely town house in 110 degree Las Vegas with a BTU impaired AC unit causing me to wipe pools of sweat off my keyboard. I am off to the pool, a frigid 93, aaah!
