I've finally gotten around to shooting some of the movie, though it was by myself. I'm still working on casting, but Lord willing I can find me some Zombies within the next month or two. I plan for a Summer shoot, after all.
As of now all that needs to be done is finding a location (Though I do have one in mind), Casting, scripting and Makeup. It seems as though that's alot to tackle, but so far the process has come along pretty fluently. My only major hickup, is casting anyway.
The story is almost completely finished, and I have a brief summary ready to go. Albeit some details, such as character names, and extensive details on the virus used by the antogonist are still unfinished..
"Deep in the forest, a scientist has secluded himself from the outside world, hard at work on a virus that, if engineered correctly, could cure many diseases.
Unable to aquire proper funds, he seals himself away in a secluded shack, complete with supplies for working with the virus, known as ACV (Administered Cultivation Virus).
Desperate to find a solution, he injects himself. The virus acts quickly, mutating his bones, causing them to grow through his skin. The bone then hardens, creating a sort of 'shell' around the damaged tissue underneath. The skull has rapidly grown through the scalp, creating the same shell structure as around the hand. In a rage, the scientist destroys the lab, and flees into the surrounding woods.
Ten days later a search team consisting of two military scouts, begins their venture into wilderness. Two days after that, their radio signals go dead, and all that is heard before transmission end is a deep, raging roar. The military outfit from which the two scouts came from enlists the help of a soldier for hire, someone who can find the scientist, and if need be, terminate him."
I'll update again soon with more info on the story, aswell as some screenshots of the opening scenes. So until next time.
Friday, April 2, 2010
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Project: Dead Gaze
For some time now I've been in the process of putting together a short film project. Something I've conceptualized often, but haven't acted on the need to actually do it. Until now that is. I can thank my friends for giving me the little push that I needed to get it going. I can say that this is probably the most dedicated I've been to a project of this calibur. It's not everyday I wake up and think to myself "What can I work on today to get this going further?". I could actually look back at this and feel a great sense of accomplishment.
Anyway, it's a Horror film shot almost entirely in the first-person perspective. The story revolves around a hired gun, sent in to take out a group of zombified test subjects, who've escaped from a laboratory into the nearby forest, surrounding the area.
To shoot the film properly, I created a device that holds the camera (at chest height but for the sake of argument it's implied that it's eye-level), so that I can perform actions with both of my hands. I can even run and jump with the pack on. So far I've done around 7 test videos, with a few more in the works. Surpisingly it holds alot better than I initially thought, which could be good incase I need to use it for other projects. The idea behind this, is to put you (the viewer) into the film, and experience what the protagonist experiences.
Currently I have some Demos for the soundtrack (which I've decided to do all myself, so as to avoid any Youtube Copyright crap), aswell as some sound tests for the weapons. Anyway, that's it for now. I'll update more as I make progress. So until next time.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
The End of an Era
It won't be too long now until New Year's. An entire decade has gone by, and for me, feels just like yesterday when we hit 2000. I thought it would be fun to go over each year, and think back to all the wonderful, and sometimes painful memories I've experienced. This Decade has shaped me into who I am today, and in many ways, who I hope to become.
But that's not to say the 90s weren't in any way important to me aswell. They shaped the first half of my life up until this point. But that is for a different time.
The first few years of the new millennium were in a way, rough on me. In 2000 I had to deal with constant depression and social anxiety at school. Add to that the fact of my Grandmother coming to live with us for a period made it especially difficult. She was ill and was a handful during many days. Eventually she left, though I'm not certain as to when.
2001 was a good year for me. Particularly the summer and winter breaks. I would often go into my backyard and take my action figures on little adventures, even making "movies" out of it. I'd act out the scenes and even mouth the sound effects, it was pretty fun I remember. From the at the time newly released Lego Bionicle sets, to Transformers and even Gundam robots, they all had an adventure at least once (or in my case, hundreds of times).
I remember September 11th pretty vividly aswell. Though I can't say I felt any genuine remorse (I didn't understand the concept fully at that time), I remember sitting in class and the teacher announcing "something happening in New York". It's strange to hear one talk about something like Pearl Harbor, because I wasn't there, nor born in that time. But now I know what it was like to grow up through an immense tragedy. Even now something of that grand magnitude is hard to comprehend.
2002 itself was a well rounded year. Most of it consisted of hanging out with my friend Zack, who I was introduced to that year, and playing Resident Evil games (which is was also introduced to that year). It had it's great moments, like the release of Episode II (which after all my excitement still never got to see it in theaters), and kissing a girl for the first time. But it also had it's bad moments. I had a rough relationship with my friend John, aswell as some other issues with close friends. As a result of my social problems with school, and another major event that I was unfortunate enough to experience involving my family (indirectly involving school), I decided that the next year I would be homeschooled. One really good thing to come out of 2002, was my progressing interest in a band I never thought I would ever become a fan of. Metallica. I bought their fifth album ("Metallica", dubbed the Black album), and have been a big fan of their music ever since.
2003 is foggy, but I do remember being pretty depressed during that time. In the early months I lost my dog from sickness, and had trouble keeping in touch with friends from school. I desperately wanted to have someone to call a "best" friend again. Since the Late 90s I had been friends with John, though due to some unfortunate circumstances we had a falling out. I also had a falling out with a friend of mine whom I've known since second grade, Jonathan. We had our problems and ultimately just went seperate ways.
One day, out of the blue I got a phonecall from this kid named Matt. I had known him previously but not extensively. He was introduced to me briefly through Jonathan during one of my last years in public school. I remember not liking him, that was for sure. He listened to bands like Metallica and really heavy music, some of which contributed to my dislike for him (Irony). At that time (2000-2001) I'd only listened to bands like Limp Bizkit (who believe it or not was my favorite band at one time), and Green Day, so something like Metallica never appealed to me.
Come the summer Matt and I became close friends, and hung out quite alot during that time. He was my best friend for quite a long time, and I'm thankful to have had him in my life for the moments he was. Most of the rest of 2003 was simple, not much went on. I was however, pretty excited to hear about Metallica's upcoming album "St. Anger". It was pretty poorly recieved but overall I really liked it. It was one of the moments in my life that I can remember being extremely excited for something.
It was also that year that I recieved my first musical instrument. A snare drum that would eventually push me into becoming an aspiring drummer. I even remember the day I went to buy it with my friend Chip (whom after doing some work for him, he offered to buy it for me). It would be used as a blueprint for my future hobby, which to this day is still very prominent in my life.
2004 was a great year I felt. April 1st I remember going to Kentucky with Chip (Matt was with me aswell) to see his brother in-law. He had set up a jamming space in his barn, so we could all play some music the whole day. Though at the time I was still very new to a drumkit, it was a fun learning experience. Something I'll remember for a long time. This was also the year I recieved my drum set. May 5th if I can remember correctly. It was quite a treat opening it up, and assembling it. The first song I can remember learning was "Frantic", and another Metallica tune, "Sad But True". My friend Matt was extatic at the thought of having someone to play with (He played guitar). From then on for about a year we played extensivley together, and even recorded an original song together. Though we did have a few minor gripes, among other personal issues. Matt at that time had met a girl named Jessica, whom I was familiar with from middle school (though I rarely talked with her, she was also involved with my then friend John for a brief period). He became enveloped into her world, something I didn't take to directly. In fact it wasn't until a few years after that, that we really all became close. Matt and I subsequently had a falling out of sorts. We stopped talking like we used to, and I was by myself again. I also started my first ever blog (A xanga, which is still open, though I never post in it) www.xanga.com/creepingdeath1123 .
At this time I was well into liking a girl by the name of Denise. She was in fact the one who I shared a kiss with (my first ever). I "chased" her as she called it for a good three years, from 2002 until early 2005. By late 2004 Matt and I were talking, but to a distant degree. He knew how I felt about him dating Jesse, which created a rift in our friendship. I had been talking to a few people at that time, most of which were females. One of which was a girl named Becca, who at the time I had absolutely no interest in. What a difference a few months makes.
By the end of 2004 we were ready to move out of our house, which was especially hard on me. I grew up in that house, and to be quite honest have not felt like I was at home since then. I have alot of memories there, and to this day miss it greatly. By March 2005 we found another house, and settled as best we could. Though as little time as we spent at this new house, I had some unforgettable memories there too. By this time I had come to terms with the fact that Denise wasn't going to bother with me. I waited all that time, hoping my patience would pay off. I gave up, and walked away. Having known and talked to Becca for some months by this time, I became infatuated with her. To the degree of even asking her out (which she denied), not thinking about the factors at play. She lived 238 miles from me, but I was desperate to find some sort of loving acceptance from anyone. We became inceasingly close, to the point of her moving here with me. That whole summer she was my sole focus. I had made attempts to reconciliate my friendship with Matt. For the most part it worked, but they were still pretty distant, which made Becca feel guilty. They would occasinally talk to us, but it was almost always passive, which hurt to see. I even remember crying, I was so upset with their rejection of her in my life. They never seemed to like her, even to this day.
She became my world, even to the point of agreeing to go with her to see her family for the Holidays. Though we did make it back for Christmas with my family, which was reassuring. I just turned 18 at this point, so the focus turned from her to getting a job, and becoming a "responsible adult" as it was called. I worked at a bank where my parents had previously. I inherited their duties and earned a steady paycheck from it.
For most if not all of 2006 I worked that job, and some other extentions of it (meaning I worked other places the job wanted me to, not just one specific place). Becca and I were slowly coming apart, and trying everything we could to fix it. By the early summer of 06 she had planned to go back home, and try to finish high school. I had hopes, that things would change and that she would come back, but not everything went the way I wanted. In fact, it was the complete opposite.
By the time she left I was holding down a steady, but minimal pay. She was doing her thing back home while I tried to keep my composure here. By November I had accepted the idea of her staying there for a year or so. She had been visiting every other month for a few days, so I had time to spend with her as best as we could do. I had started talking and hanging out with Matt and Jesse again, and things were going really well with all of us. Everything seemed right.
During a night in late November, I had decided to go and hang out with Matt and Jesse for a few. I had an idea to take my Mom's cell phone so that she could reach me, but also so I could reach Becca if I needed to. My Mom was reluctant, but let me take it with me. Some minutes later I decided to call the house, and apologize to her about fighting about the phone. This whole time I had a feeling about something, but for the life of me couldn't shake it off. It had lingered over me for Lord know's how long, but I felt something was off.
Then I got a phone call from someone, someone who claimed he was Becca's boyfriend, and was wondering why I would be talking to his girlfriend all the time. It's hard to say what one feels in stressful situations, but at this moment I felt something I don't think I'd ever felt before. I felt numb, completely frozen and shocked beyond belief. Physically sick and twisted on the inside.
Becca picked up the phone and I remember panicing, even to the point so much so, that I couldn't even cry. This concept of someone doing something so hurtful never hit me as hard as it did that night, and I was so foreign to these feelings that I had no idea how to feel. This was not the person I fell in love with.
2007 was rough, and most of not all of that time was spent trying to fix this hole in my life. It was extremely hard to overcome this, to just discard these feelings I had for someone for so long. But with her generally drastic personality change and behavior, it wasn't so hard after all. I was forced to sit back and listen time and again her excuses for being with him. I kept telling myself "this won't last and she'll come back to you". But she never did. Though I forged on, trying every bit to maintain a normal life without worry. Well, worry to this extent, anyway. I had cried too many times to count, and worried nonstop for 8 months straight, until I decided not to care anymore. For the last time, in August 2007 I would see her again. She had promised things were different, but she was already pregnant and had plans to stay with him from then on. I knew her promises were empty, so it didn't affect me as much anymore.
Then came 2008, which was considerably greater than the previous year had been, by far.
From Cloverfield, to TDK, to just feeling free for once, 2008 was all about something positive for me. Cloverfield persuaded me to join a message board by the name of http://www.cloverfieldmovieforums.com/ , in the hope that I wolud get some answers from the film's cryptic structure. From joining this place I gained a generally positive reputation among it's patrons, and made some really wonderful friends in the process. For the bulk of 2008 I was heavily involved with this place, and it's people. It wasn't just about Cloverfield, it was also about the movie experience in general. The place also helped me improve my social skills, and the way in which I approach strangers. Some of which weren't exactly the best forms of interaction (I'm pretty ashamed of the way I acted alot of times there), but some were also what helped push me into becoming as sociable as I am today. Silly as it sounds, this place was a form of therapy, and to my assurance, to alot of other people aswell.
Towards the end of my time there I grew increasingly frustrated with alot of the members. Board politics and favoritism, with overzealous opinions were what really pushed me to stray away from the community. I was way too comfortable there and felt as though I could say anything, so long as they took it the right way. But anyone who has experience dealing with people over the internet knows that when you say something out loud, it can easily come off as ten different types of emotions through text. I sight miscommunication and favoritsm but I also sight my own arrogance aswell.
2009 was yet another growing year for me. I had learned alot from my experience at the CMF, and made some friends along the way. Ones I'm glad that I had a chance to get to know outside of the boards.
By this year Matt and I were very close again. Just coming off of a previous relationship, and headfirst into another one, I was wary of his loyalties. But we were pretty close knit, he even took me to my first concert on May 1st. Unfortunately towards the end of the year him and I found ourselves back where we were in 2004 all over again. He had just gotten back together with Jesse, whom he split with in 2008. My main problem with Matt was that he would completely shut out people in his life, in favor of others. I finally, and regrettably came to him about it and told him how I felt about his attitude. He took to it rather harshly, and him and I haven't spoken since. I was greatly affected by this, and as I said before regret what I said wholeheartedly. I tried many times to apologize but it was too late by then.
One gneuinely good moment to come out of 2009 was the return of an old friend. Jonathan and I began to talk again and even started playing music together. Something that I had been wanting to do for a long time now. He took me to my second concert, September 15th. Metallica featuring Lamb of God and Gojira. What a show it was. I think I almost cried, I was so overwhelmed by the spectacle.
Most of the rest of the year was bits and pieces, but it was for the most part a great year. This was the year that I became reaquainted with many old friends from years past. That in itself was a dear aspect.
Which brings me to now. Not but one day until New Year's Eve and here I sit, typing out a decade's worth of my little boring life. My hope for 2010 is that I can finally finish a project I've had in mind for sometime now (will get to that later). To meet a girl and feel that happiness I haven't felt in a long while, and to truly apply myself. To once and for all be as successful as I need to be, to better myself.
It's been a trip, a long and sometimes rough one at that. But I came through and triumphed every single time. So until next time.
But that's not to say the 90s weren't in any way important to me aswell. They shaped the first half of my life up until this point. But that is for a different time.
The first few years of the new millennium were in a way, rough on me. In 2000 I had to deal with constant depression and social anxiety at school. Add to that the fact of my Grandmother coming to live with us for a period made it especially difficult. She was ill and was a handful during many days. Eventually she left, though I'm not certain as to when.
2001 was a good year for me. Particularly the summer and winter breaks. I would often go into my backyard and take my action figures on little adventures, even making "movies" out of it. I'd act out the scenes and even mouth the sound effects, it was pretty fun I remember. From the at the time newly released Lego Bionicle sets, to Transformers and even Gundam robots, they all had an adventure at least once (or in my case, hundreds of times).
I remember September 11th pretty vividly aswell. Though I can't say I felt any genuine remorse (I didn't understand the concept fully at that time), I remember sitting in class and the teacher announcing "something happening in New York". It's strange to hear one talk about something like Pearl Harbor, because I wasn't there, nor born in that time. But now I know what it was like to grow up through an immense tragedy. Even now something of that grand magnitude is hard to comprehend.
2002 itself was a well rounded year. Most of it consisted of hanging out with my friend Zack, who I was introduced to that year, and playing Resident Evil games (which is was also introduced to that year). It had it's great moments, like the release of Episode II (which after all my excitement still never got to see it in theaters), and kissing a girl for the first time. But it also had it's bad moments. I had a rough relationship with my friend John, aswell as some other issues with close friends. As a result of my social problems with school, and another major event that I was unfortunate enough to experience involving my family (indirectly involving school), I decided that the next year I would be homeschooled. One really good thing to come out of 2002, was my progressing interest in a band I never thought I would ever become a fan of. Metallica. I bought their fifth album ("Metallica", dubbed the Black album), and have been a big fan of their music ever since.
2003 is foggy, but I do remember being pretty depressed during that time. In the early months I lost my dog from sickness, and had trouble keeping in touch with friends from school. I desperately wanted to have someone to call a "best" friend again. Since the Late 90s I had been friends with John, though due to some unfortunate circumstances we had a falling out. I also had a falling out with a friend of mine whom I've known since second grade, Jonathan. We had our problems and ultimately just went seperate ways.
One day, out of the blue I got a phonecall from this kid named Matt. I had known him previously but not extensively. He was introduced to me briefly through Jonathan during one of my last years in public school. I remember not liking him, that was for sure. He listened to bands like Metallica and really heavy music, some of which contributed to my dislike for him (Irony). At that time (2000-2001) I'd only listened to bands like Limp Bizkit (who believe it or not was my favorite band at one time), and Green Day, so something like Metallica never appealed to me.
Come the summer Matt and I became close friends, and hung out quite alot during that time. He was my best friend for quite a long time, and I'm thankful to have had him in my life for the moments he was. Most of the rest of 2003 was simple, not much went on. I was however, pretty excited to hear about Metallica's upcoming album "St. Anger". It was pretty poorly recieved but overall I really liked it. It was one of the moments in my life that I can remember being extremely excited for something.
It was also that year that I recieved my first musical instrument. A snare drum that would eventually push me into becoming an aspiring drummer. I even remember the day I went to buy it with my friend Chip (whom after doing some work for him, he offered to buy it for me). It would be used as a blueprint for my future hobby, which to this day is still very prominent in my life.
2004 was a great year I felt. April 1st I remember going to Kentucky with Chip (Matt was with me aswell) to see his brother in-law. He had set up a jamming space in his barn, so we could all play some music the whole day. Though at the time I was still very new to a drumkit, it was a fun learning experience. Something I'll remember for a long time. This was also the year I recieved my drum set. May 5th if I can remember correctly. It was quite a treat opening it up, and assembling it. The first song I can remember learning was "Frantic", and another Metallica tune, "Sad But True". My friend Matt was extatic at the thought of having someone to play with (He played guitar). From then on for about a year we played extensivley together, and even recorded an original song together. Though we did have a few minor gripes, among other personal issues. Matt at that time had met a girl named Jessica, whom I was familiar with from middle school (though I rarely talked with her, she was also involved with my then friend John for a brief period). He became enveloped into her world, something I didn't take to directly. In fact it wasn't until a few years after that, that we really all became close. Matt and I subsequently had a falling out of sorts. We stopped talking like we used to, and I was by myself again. I also started my first ever blog (A xanga, which is still open, though I never post in it) www.xanga.com/creepingdeath1123 .
At this time I was well into liking a girl by the name of Denise. She was in fact the one who I shared a kiss with (my first ever). I "chased" her as she called it for a good three years, from 2002 until early 2005. By late 2004 Matt and I were talking, but to a distant degree. He knew how I felt about him dating Jesse, which created a rift in our friendship. I had been talking to a few people at that time, most of which were females. One of which was a girl named Becca, who at the time I had absolutely no interest in. What a difference a few months makes.
By the end of 2004 we were ready to move out of our house, which was especially hard on me. I grew up in that house, and to be quite honest have not felt like I was at home since then. I have alot of memories there, and to this day miss it greatly. By March 2005 we found another house, and settled as best we could. Though as little time as we spent at this new house, I had some unforgettable memories there too. By this time I had come to terms with the fact that Denise wasn't going to bother with me. I waited all that time, hoping my patience would pay off. I gave up, and walked away. Having known and talked to Becca for some months by this time, I became infatuated with her. To the degree of even asking her out (which she denied), not thinking about the factors at play. She lived 238 miles from me, but I was desperate to find some sort of loving acceptance from anyone. We became inceasingly close, to the point of her moving here with me. That whole summer she was my sole focus. I had made attempts to reconciliate my friendship with Matt. For the most part it worked, but they were still pretty distant, which made Becca feel guilty. They would occasinally talk to us, but it was almost always passive, which hurt to see. I even remember crying, I was so upset with their rejection of her in my life. They never seemed to like her, even to this day.
She became my world, even to the point of agreeing to go with her to see her family for the Holidays. Though we did make it back for Christmas with my family, which was reassuring. I just turned 18 at this point, so the focus turned from her to getting a job, and becoming a "responsible adult" as it was called. I worked at a bank where my parents had previously. I inherited their duties and earned a steady paycheck from it.
For most if not all of 2006 I worked that job, and some other extentions of it (meaning I worked other places the job wanted me to, not just one specific place). Becca and I were slowly coming apart, and trying everything we could to fix it. By the early summer of 06 she had planned to go back home, and try to finish high school. I had hopes, that things would change and that she would come back, but not everything went the way I wanted. In fact, it was the complete opposite.
By the time she left I was holding down a steady, but minimal pay. She was doing her thing back home while I tried to keep my composure here. By November I had accepted the idea of her staying there for a year or so. She had been visiting every other month for a few days, so I had time to spend with her as best as we could do. I had started talking and hanging out with Matt and Jesse again, and things were going really well with all of us. Everything seemed right.
During a night in late November, I had decided to go and hang out with Matt and Jesse for a few. I had an idea to take my Mom's cell phone so that she could reach me, but also so I could reach Becca if I needed to. My Mom was reluctant, but let me take it with me. Some minutes later I decided to call the house, and apologize to her about fighting about the phone. This whole time I had a feeling about something, but for the life of me couldn't shake it off. It had lingered over me for Lord know's how long, but I felt something was off.
Then I got a phone call from someone, someone who claimed he was Becca's boyfriend, and was wondering why I would be talking to his girlfriend all the time. It's hard to say what one feels in stressful situations, but at this moment I felt something I don't think I'd ever felt before. I felt numb, completely frozen and shocked beyond belief. Physically sick and twisted on the inside.
Becca picked up the phone and I remember panicing, even to the point so much so, that I couldn't even cry. This concept of someone doing something so hurtful never hit me as hard as it did that night, and I was so foreign to these feelings that I had no idea how to feel. This was not the person I fell in love with.
2007 was rough, and most of not all of that time was spent trying to fix this hole in my life. It was extremely hard to overcome this, to just discard these feelings I had for someone for so long. But with her generally drastic personality change and behavior, it wasn't so hard after all. I was forced to sit back and listen time and again her excuses for being with him. I kept telling myself "this won't last and she'll come back to you". But she never did. Though I forged on, trying every bit to maintain a normal life without worry. Well, worry to this extent, anyway. I had cried too many times to count, and worried nonstop for 8 months straight, until I decided not to care anymore. For the last time, in August 2007 I would see her again. She had promised things were different, but she was already pregnant and had plans to stay with him from then on. I knew her promises were empty, so it didn't affect me as much anymore.
Then came 2008, which was considerably greater than the previous year had been, by far.
From Cloverfield, to TDK, to just feeling free for once, 2008 was all about something positive for me. Cloverfield persuaded me to join a message board by the name of http://www.cloverfieldmovieforums.com/ , in the hope that I wolud get some answers from the film's cryptic structure. From joining this place I gained a generally positive reputation among it's patrons, and made some really wonderful friends in the process. For the bulk of 2008 I was heavily involved with this place, and it's people. It wasn't just about Cloverfield, it was also about the movie experience in general. The place also helped me improve my social skills, and the way in which I approach strangers. Some of which weren't exactly the best forms of interaction (I'm pretty ashamed of the way I acted alot of times there), but some were also what helped push me into becoming as sociable as I am today. Silly as it sounds, this place was a form of therapy, and to my assurance, to alot of other people aswell.
Towards the end of my time there I grew increasingly frustrated with alot of the members. Board politics and favoritism, with overzealous opinions were what really pushed me to stray away from the community. I was way too comfortable there and felt as though I could say anything, so long as they took it the right way. But anyone who has experience dealing with people over the internet knows that when you say something out loud, it can easily come off as ten different types of emotions through text. I sight miscommunication and favoritsm but I also sight my own arrogance aswell.
2009 was yet another growing year for me. I had learned alot from my experience at the CMF, and made some friends along the way. Ones I'm glad that I had a chance to get to know outside of the boards.
By this year Matt and I were very close again. Just coming off of a previous relationship, and headfirst into another one, I was wary of his loyalties. But we were pretty close knit, he even took me to my first concert on May 1st. Unfortunately towards the end of the year him and I found ourselves back where we were in 2004 all over again. He had just gotten back together with Jesse, whom he split with in 2008. My main problem with Matt was that he would completely shut out people in his life, in favor of others. I finally, and regrettably came to him about it and told him how I felt about his attitude. He took to it rather harshly, and him and I haven't spoken since. I was greatly affected by this, and as I said before regret what I said wholeheartedly. I tried many times to apologize but it was too late by then.
One gneuinely good moment to come out of 2009 was the return of an old friend. Jonathan and I began to talk again and even started playing music together. Something that I had been wanting to do for a long time now. He took me to my second concert, September 15th. Metallica featuring Lamb of God and Gojira. What a show it was. I think I almost cried, I was so overwhelmed by the spectacle.
Most of the rest of the year was bits and pieces, but it was for the most part a great year. This was the year that I became reaquainted with many old friends from years past. That in itself was a dear aspect.
Which brings me to now. Not but one day until New Year's Eve and here I sit, typing out a decade's worth of my little boring life. My hope for 2010 is that I can finally finish a project I've had in mind for sometime now (will get to that later). To meet a girl and feel that happiness I haven't felt in a long while, and to truly apply myself. To once and for all be as successful as I need to be, to better myself.
It's been a trip, a long and sometimes rough one at that. But I came through and triumphed every single time. So until next time.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Transformers: What they got right...
As I've stated before, Transformers (2007), is my all time favorite movie. For one reason or another, it connected with me in a profound manner.
It's critical reception was overall positive, but many hardcore moviegoers, and fans of the series detested the film to a large degree. I myself, am a moderately harcore fan of the franchise. Though my interest started not with Transformers, but the 90s spin-off, Beast Wars. I can even remember walking around in Wal-Mart one day, and looking at these toys thinking to myself "these are dumb, they're a copy off of Transformers". Of course unbeknownst to me they were in fact, Transformers.
Though to be fair, technically the first Transformer I ever remember owning was a Powermaster Optimus Prime. He was in good condition too, but me being the eccentric creative spirit I was at that age (7 or 8 I believe), I spray painted him blue. He was never seen again. I'm serious, because to this day all I can find is the trailer.
The first ones I remember getting were Cheetor, one of the Maximal soldiers (Maximals were a sub-group of the Autobots). I also recieved a "Vs. Pack" for my birthday that year, that included the Maximal leader Optimus Primal, and his nemesis, leader of the Predacons (Decepticon sub-group), Megatron.
Surpisingly I grew to love these guys, moreso than I ever wolud've imagined. Soon I started collecting by the masses and eventually had over 40 Maximals and Decepticons (to a lesser extent I still do, though they're packed away).
Then in the late 90s, early 2000s I became formally introduced to the original Transformers, through the 1986 animated movie. What a treat it was to see the characters that forged the franchise into what it is today. I grew to respect these characters over time, and found myself once again in 2006 struck with the buying bug. Hasbro had released a line of figures called "classics" in which the old G1 characters were released with stylistic, modernized looks. I snagged Optimus, Starscream, Bumblebee, Astrotrain and eventually Megatron and Grimlock. Megatron once again had a gun for a robot mode, which hasn't been done since his original 80s incarnation. I'm glad to say that these figures are one of the highlights of my collection.
Then, the movie. Word of it caught pretty quickly on the web, and I was one of the many to follow it pretty closesly. Long story short, I had major reservations about the film, up until it was released. It's not everyday I'm blown away by a movie, but with Transformers I was annihilated. What an epic picture it was.
As I said, critical reception was for the most part, positive. But alot of the fans were displeased, making claims that Michael Bay "Ruined their childhood", and "Killed Transformers".
What alot of people do right out of the gate, is compare it to the original. By that standard alone it's not going to live up to the expectations. This is something that, yes, people do take very passionately. You can bash the film left and right, and it's understandable to an extent. But to say someone "ruined" your childhood is taking it alittle far, and downright silly I believe.
What alot of people don't realize, is that this was the first time anything like this was ever done. A full sized Semi truck transforming into a 35 foot robot merrited some considerable difficulty, for ILM. This was a test run for them, and for the first time ever, a realistic look at this universe and it's characters.
But they got it right, and here's why.
Look and Feel:
The characters themselves, are pretty standard. You have the reluctant leader who fights when he needs to, and you have the maniacal general type who wants "peace" by waging war. It's all been done before. But I learned that it's not always about what you do, it's how you do it.
Prime was pretty much just as he was in the show. He was a reluctant leader who would fight if he had to, and fight hard. He even in some reels of the comics was just as he was in the movie, but with a more hesitant nature. Even to the point of blaming himself for the war, simply because he chose not to fight the Decepticons at times that called for it. Megatron was, well, he was Megatron. He was tough, he was brutal and downright evil in nature. That's how he needs to be, and I wouldn't want it any other way.
Starscream, with what little lines he had, was fine as he was. Though in the sequel they gave alot of the characters an emotional overhaul, he still had a good moment or two with Megs, a good reference to their love/hate relationship in the show.
The rest of the Decepticons were hulking brutes, who though may not have had any real character development, honestly didn't need it. They were mindless grunts with black hearts on the show, so it wouldn't make any difference here either. Every one of the featured Autobots, was a unique character, Bumblebee (as he should've been) was Sam's protector, and a noble guardian. Ratchet was the medical officer, with not much but little technical comments to add to whatever situation they were in. Ironhide was a gun happy warrior, who had some humorous moments (at the request of Bay no doubt, as he was responsible for alot of the easily overlooked immature gags). And Jazz, who was essentially a modernized version of his 80s cartoon countrtpart. Right down to the cool attitude he emitted during some scenes.
As for their look, they all had very traditional vehicle modes, which were either slightly changed for whatever reason the filmmakers felt they had to. Prime was a Semi-Truck, though with a broad nose and not the famous flat front like 80s Prime sported. Jazz was a Pontiac sports car, to fit more with today's standard of the "slick sports car". Ratchet was a medical evac Hummer, and all you would have to do to make him just like his 80s counterpart is change the green to white. Everything else is pretty much fine, aside from the fact that he was a van, and not a Hummer on the show. Bumblebee, though not a volkswagon, is a 1974 Camaro aswell as the new (not so "concept" anymore) 2009 Concept Camaro. I would've prefered something more along the lines of a ford focus or at least something compact. But I'm not complaining, he turned out much better than expected. Ironhide was a now discontinued Topkick Pickup truck from GMC, which makes sense considering him and Ratchet were the exact same vehicle on the show, just colored different ("repaint variants" as the toys are called). It probably would've been confusing to see two different characters have the same alt mode.
The Decepticons, namely Starscream, Blackout (who was originally named Vortex, but had the same alt mode), and Brawl all had their conventional vehicle modes. Though understandably, and with most of the characters in the film they were modernized. Megatron was an advanced Cybertronian Jet, which at first I was unsure of whether I would like it or not. Surprisingly he makes more sense as a flying vehicle alongside his second in command, Starscream. The rest of the Decepticons had different vehicle modes then their 80s incarnations, with the exception of Skorpinok, who had no robot mode (though technically in the show he did).
Story:
Revolves around the Autobots and Decepticons as they search for the key to their existence, the Allspark, when it has made it's way to Earth. Energon, was initially their source of energy and life in the cartoon, and if you watch the second film, you would think this is something they would've mentioned during the course of the first film. The story in itself is simple, as was the one on the show. And if you really want to get technical about things, the show itself was just a way to pitch the toys and characters to the target audience of that time. But it's grown to something much more than that in recent years.
A few honorable mentions are that one, during a few Transformations, the synthesized morphing noise was used. A really excellent nod to the show. And two, Peter Cullen returned to voice Optimus Prime, and I must say the years have been good to him, he really gave Prime that extra ingredient that was needed to make the character whole.
Now with all of that said, I must stress that this is my personal opinion. But you can't deny the facts, they're right there for you to see.
What Revenge of the Fallen did right (and yes, it did actually due the show some justice aswell, Balls aside).
The movie itself, is a decent follow up. And let's be honest here, can it really get any better from this point in the series? No, but it can be amplified to a degree, tweaked if you will. Take everything from the first film and kick it up a few notches, with some Bay humor thrown in at inoppurtune moments.
With my personal gripes aside, the movie had some really awesome moments. While it didn't have many faithful qualities like the first film did, it still had one or two here and there.
Look and Feel:
The central characters from the first film are present again, namely Prime and Bumblebee. Prime was more of an aggressor this time, often times making the Decepticons look tame in comparison. That was never a major trait of his in either the comics or show, but it was an interesting turn from the 1st film. Bumblebee was the same, but had more sequences where he engages someone (or multiple someones). And the rest of the 1st movie's central cast were mostly in the background, but still provided enjoyment in some form or other.
New characters on both sides were introduced, though I'm honestly not too partial to many of them or their 80s counterparts.
Megatron returns, as does Starscream and a surprise from an old foe towards the end of the film. Though his scene was miniscule.
Another good addition was that of Frank Welker voicing the infamous Soundwave (who was changed from a boombox to an alien satelite). His minion Ravage makes a few appearances too. The Constructicons have a considerable role in the film aswell, though some of their names differ from their 80s incarnations. But the most true-to-the-show aspect of these characters is their combined form, the Epic Devastator. Though his overall profile is vastly different from the cartoon form, his essence is still there. You could even say moreso, considering this is a realistic approach to the character. The Defected Decepticon turned Autobot Jetfire has a role, though his robot and alt modes differ greatly from his G1 counterpart. A small but noticable Armada reference is evident too, with Jetfire making use of himself with one of the Major characters towards the end of the film. Though abit anticlimactic, it was still cool to see.
A G2 reference makes it's way into the film aswell, with Megatron returning and Sporting a new look-a Tank much like his G2 counterpart. His relationship with Starscream mirrors the show's perfectly this time around, as does Megatron's general personality. The additions of Energon, The Decepticon flagship Nemesis, and The Fallen (A character taken from the "War Within" comic series which debuted some years back) were interesting details. Energon apparently plays a big role in their survival, which if I remember correctly was one of the reasons for them coming to Earth to find the Cube.
Many references to the 1986 animated movie were included aswell. The girl character Arcee (a sport bike in this film), Wheelie, an RC truck and The Matrix of Leadership all make an appearance in the film. One major aspect (whether it was a direct reference of just a coincidence, it still mirrors the 1986 film) was the Twist mid-movie, the death of Prime. It was an interesting approach to the story needless to say.
All in all these little nods and pokes gave the film it's genuinality. A charm that many hardcore G1 fans should appreciate more. I still have my reservations, but overall these movies have a special place in my heart. They did it right, and I hope they do it again soon.
You can look at these films with a passing glance and come up with a blinde assessment, or you can watch them and at least mildly enjoy the entertainment they give out. Something as I said once before, that only my 8 year old self could possibly explain.
And with that said, there is more to these films, than meets the eye. So until next time.
It's critical reception was overall positive, but many hardcore moviegoers, and fans of the series detested the film to a large degree. I myself, am a moderately harcore fan of the franchise. Though my interest started not with Transformers, but the 90s spin-off, Beast Wars. I can even remember walking around in Wal-Mart one day, and looking at these toys thinking to myself "these are dumb, they're a copy off of Transformers". Of course unbeknownst to me they were in fact, Transformers.
Though to be fair, technically the first Transformer I ever remember owning was a Powermaster Optimus Prime. He was in good condition too, but me being the eccentric creative spirit I was at that age (7 or 8 I believe), I spray painted him blue. He was never seen again. I'm serious, because to this day all I can find is the trailer.
The first ones I remember getting were Cheetor, one of the Maximal soldiers (Maximals were a sub-group of the Autobots). I also recieved a "Vs. Pack" for my birthday that year, that included the Maximal leader Optimus Primal, and his nemesis, leader of the Predacons (Decepticon sub-group), Megatron.
Surpisingly I grew to love these guys, moreso than I ever wolud've imagined. Soon I started collecting by the masses and eventually had over 40 Maximals and Decepticons (to a lesser extent I still do, though they're packed away).
Then in the late 90s, early 2000s I became formally introduced to the original Transformers, through the 1986 animated movie. What a treat it was to see the characters that forged the franchise into what it is today. I grew to respect these characters over time, and found myself once again in 2006 struck with the buying bug. Hasbro had released a line of figures called "classics" in which the old G1 characters were released with stylistic, modernized looks. I snagged Optimus, Starscream, Bumblebee, Astrotrain and eventually Megatron and Grimlock. Megatron once again had a gun for a robot mode, which hasn't been done since his original 80s incarnation. I'm glad to say that these figures are one of the highlights of my collection.
Then, the movie. Word of it caught pretty quickly on the web, and I was one of the many to follow it pretty closesly. Long story short, I had major reservations about the film, up until it was released. It's not everyday I'm blown away by a movie, but with Transformers I was annihilated. What an epic picture it was.
As I said, critical reception was for the most part, positive. But alot of the fans were displeased, making claims that Michael Bay "Ruined their childhood", and "Killed Transformers".
What alot of people do right out of the gate, is compare it to the original. By that standard alone it's not going to live up to the expectations. This is something that, yes, people do take very passionately. You can bash the film left and right, and it's understandable to an extent. But to say someone "ruined" your childhood is taking it alittle far, and downright silly I believe.
What alot of people don't realize, is that this was the first time anything like this was ever done. A full sized Semi truck transforming into a 35 foot robot merrited some considerable difficulty, for ILM. This was a test run for them, and for the first time ever, a realistic look at this universe and it's characters.
But they got it right, and here's why.
Look and Feel:
The characters themselves, are pretty standard. You have the reluctant leader who fights when he needs to, and you have the maniacal general type who wants "peace" by waging war. It's all been done before. But I learned that it's not always about what you do, it's how you do it.
Prime was pretty much just as he was in the show. He was a reluctant leader who would fight if he had to, and fight hard. He even in some reels of the comics was just as he was in the movie, but with a more hesitant nature. Even to the point of blaming himself for the war, simply because he chose not to fight the Decepticons at times that called for it. Megatron was, well, he was Megatron. He was tough, he was brutal and downright evil in nature. That's how he needs to be, and I wouldn't want it any other way.
Starscream, with what little lines he had, was fine as he was. Though in the sequel they gave alot of the characters an emotional overhaul, he still had a good moment or two with Megs, a good reference to their love/hate relationship in the show.
The rest of the Decepticons were hulking brutes, who though may not have had any real character development, honestly didn't need it. They were mindless grunts with black hearts on the show, so it wouldn't make any difference here either. Every one of the featured Autobots, was a unique character, Bumblebee (as he should've been) was Sam's protector, and a noble guardian. Ratchet was the medical officer, with not much but little technical comments to add to whatever situation they were in. Ironhide was a gun happy warrior, who had some humorous moments (at the request of Bay no doubt, as he was responsible for alot of the easily overlooked immature gags). And Jazz, who was essentially a modernized version of his 80s cartoon countrtpart. Right down to the cool attitude he emitted during some scenes.
As for their look, they all had very traditional vehicle modes, which were either slightly changed for whatever reason the filmmakers felt they had to. Prime was a Semi-Truck, though with a broad nose and not the famous flat front like 80s Prime sported. Jazz was a Pontiac sports car, to fit more with today's standard of the "slick sports car". Ratchet was a medical evac Hummer, and all you would have to do to make him just like his 80s counterpart is change the green to white. Everything else is pretty much fine, aside from the fact that he was a van, and not a Hummer on the show. Bumblebee, though not a volkswagon, is a 1974 Camaro aswell as the new (not so "concept" anymore) 2009 Concept Camaro. I would've prefered something more along the lines of a ford focus or at least something compact. But I'm not complaining, he turned out much better than expected. Ironhide was a now discontinued Topkick Pickup truck from GMC, which makes sense considering him and Ratchet were the exact same vehicle on the show, just colored different ("repaint variants" as the toys are called). It probably would've been confusing to see two different characters have the same alt mode.
The Decepticons, namely Starscream, Blackout (who was originally named Vortex, but had the same alt mode), and Brawl all had their conventional vehicle modes. Though understandably, and with most of the characters in the film they were modernized. Megatron was an advanced Cybertronian Jet, which at first I was unsure of whether I would like it or not. Surprisingly he makes more sense as a flying vehicle alongside his second in command, Starscream. The rest of the Decepticons had different vehicle modes then their 80s incarnations, with the exception of Skorpinok, who had no robot mode (though technically in the show he did).
Story:
Revolves around the Autobots and Decepticons as they search for the key to their existence, the Allspark, when it has made it's way to Earth. Energon, was initially their source of energy and life in the cartoon, and if you watch the second film, you would think this is something they would've mentioned during the course of the first film. The story in itself is simple, as was the one on the show. And if you really want to get technical about things, the show itself was just a way to pitch the toys and characters to the target audience of that time. But it's grown to something much more than that in recent years.
A few honorable mentions are that one, during a few Transformations, the synthesized morphing noise was used. A really excellent nod to the show. And two, Peter Cullen returned to voice Optimus Prime, and I must say the years have been good to him, he really gave Prime that extra ingredient that was needed to make the character whole.
Now with all of that said, I must stress that this is my personal opinion. But you can't deny the facts, they're right there for you to see.
What Revenge of the Fallen did right (and yes, it did actually due the show some justice aswell, Balls aside).
The movie itself, is a decent follow up. And let's be honest here, can it really get any better from this point in the series? No, but it can be amplified to a degree, tweaked if you will. Take everything from the first film and kick it up a few notches, with some Bay humor thrown in at inoppurtune moments.
With my personal gripes aside, the movie had some really awesome moments. While it didn't have many faithful qualities like the first film did, it still had one or two here and there.
Look and Feel:
The central characters from the first film are present again, namely Prime and Bumblebee. Prime was more of an aggressor this time, often times making the Decepticons look tame in comparison. That was never a major trait of his in either the comics or show, but it was an interesting turn from the 1st film. Bumblebee was the same, but had more sequences where he engages someone (or multiple someones). And the rest of the 1st movie's central cast were mostly in the background, but still provided enjoyment in some form or other.
New characters on both sides were introduced, though I'm honestly not too partial to many of them or their 80s counterparts.
Megatron returns, as does Starscream and a surprise from an old foe towards the end of the film. Though his scene was miniscule.
Another good addition was that of Frank Welker voicing the infamous Soundwave (who was changed from a boombox to an alien satelite). His minion Ravage makes a few appearances too. The Constructicons have a considerable role in the film aswell, though some of their names differ from their 80s incarnations. But the most true-to-the-show aspect of these characters is their combined form, the Epic Devastator. Though his overall profile is vastly different from the cartoon form, his essence is still there. You could even say moreso, considering this is a realistic approach to the character. The Defected Decepticon turned Autobot Jetfire has a role, though his robot and alt modes differ greatly from his G1 counterpart. A small but noticable Armada reference is evident too, with Jetfire making use of himself with one of the Major characters towards the end of the film. Though abit anticlimactic, it was still cool to see.
A G2 reference makes it's way into the film aswell, with Megatron returning and Sporting a new look-a Tank much like his G2 counterpart. His relationship with Starscream mirrors the show's perfectly this time around, as does Megatron's general personality. The additions of Energon, The Decepticon flagship Nemesis, and The Fallen (A character taken from the "War Within" comic series which debuted some years back) were interesting details. Energon apparently plays a big role in their survival, which if I remember correctly was one of the reasons for them coming to Earth to find the Cube.
Many references to the 1986 animated movie were included aswell. The girl character Arcee (a sport bike in this film), Wheelie, an RC truck and The Matrix of Leadership all make an appearance in the film. One major aspect (whether it was a direct reference of just a coincidence, it still mirrors the 1986 film) was the Twist mid-movie, the death of Prime. It was an interesting approach to the story needless to say.
All in all these little nods and pokes gave the film it's genuinality. A charm that many hardcore G1 fans should appreciate more. I still have my reservations, but overall these movies have a special place in my heart. They did it right, and I hope they do it again soon.
You can look at these films with a passing glance and come up with a blinde assessment, or you can watch them and at least mildly enjoy the entertainment they give out. Something as I said once before, that only my 8 year old self could possibly explain.
And with that said, there is more to these films, than meets the eye. So until next time.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Movies, and Me...
I want to talk alittle about a particular interest in my life, one that has been with me ever since I was a young lad.
Movies, to put it simple, are an escape from the ordinary. They are a window to another world, or in many cases, a stylized look at our own. To many people they are something to get away from the everyday ordinary boring existence they call their lives. What are they to me?
Well, hopefully a starting point to a more successful life. At least that's what I would like to achieve, anyway.
The first movie I can ever remember watching in the theater was The Lion King. Since then I can't count all times I've seen a film on the big screen. Sometimes twice in a few cases. But no matter how many times I go it's always the same. The smell of the popcorn, the people, the big huge posters and advertisements on the walls, just the overall atmosphere is what makes it such a wonderful experience. It wasn't until some years back that I sat there and realized, "I want to do this". Since then I've become more attuned to my movie watching senses, though sometimes that can be more of an inconvenience than anything. But I'll get to that momentarily.
Movies, aswell as music are quite possibly two of the biggest interests within my life, and lifestyle. I dress the way I dress because of some bands I like, and I look the way I do because of some movies I have seen. And as corny as it sounds, I take alot of inspiration and life lessons from movies. They most definitely inspire me to the point of feeling like I am, in fact, in a movie. But the point of a movie is to feel inspired and entertained anyway right? So no harm in taking anything away from it. Movies often times have some sort of message integrated into their structure, after all.
Now as I mentioned before, I have a more attuned sense of understanding and learning when it comes to movies. More often then never do I enjoy a good movie, but there are times when one will come along, and in an instant, I feel numb. Almost to the point of disliking the film just for the purpose of disliking it.
I can like a movie just as easily as the next person, but when it has alot riding on it (Take Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen for example), then it becomes a chore just to mildly enjoy it. Transformers As of this moment is my all time favorite movie. I've never gotten the feeling I did from watching a movie before, or after it came out. I couldn't even begin to explain what a profound effect the movie has on me. But if there were an 8 year old version of me here right now, he could tell you better than I could. At it's core that's what it's about, going back to your roots and just enjoying what you see, for no other reason than "It's a cool thing to see".
With that said, I'm sure the sequel had alot to live up to, so it's no surprise I was feeling pressure. In some aspects RotF could be my favorite movie, but it's miniscule flaws outway everything else. I can go into a long discussion about The Dark Knight, but in regards to that I'll just say it was the immense praise for the film that overweighed my ability to thoroughly enjoy it on my own. Batman Begins wasn't the best ever, but for me TDK had alittle to live up to. Even now I say it's a wonderful film, a great sequel and is well deserved of praise. Just not the as much as people were giving it at the time.
So there you have it. I hope this was of particular interest to you, and gave you some insight as to why I love movies so much.
So until next time.
Movies, to put it simple, are an escape from the ordinary. They are a window to another world, or in many cases, a stylized look at our own. To many people they are something to get away from the everyday ordinary boring existence they call their lives. What are they to me?
Well, hopefully a starting point to a more successful life. At least that's what I would like to achieve, anyway.
The first movie I can ever remember watching in the theater was The Lion King. Since then I can't count all times I've seen a film on the big screen. Sometimes twice in a few cases. But no matter how many times I go it's always the same. The smell of the popcorn, the people, the big huge posters and advertisements on the walls, just the overall atmosphere is what makes it such a wonderful experience. It wasn't until some years back that I sat there and realized, "I want to do this". Since then I've become more attuned to my movie watching senses, though sometimes that can be more of an inconvenience than anything. But I'll get to that momentarily.
Movies, aswell as music are quite possibly two of the biggest interests within my life, and lifestyle. I dress the way I dress because of some bands I like, and I look the way I do because of some movies I have seen. And as corny as it sounds, I take alot of inspiration and life lessons from movies. They most definitely inspire me to the point of feeling like I am, in fact, in a movie. But the point of a movie is to feel inspired and entertained anyway right? So no harm in taking anything away from it. Movies often times have some sort of message integrated into their structure, after all.
Now as I mentioned before, I have a more attuned sense of understanding and learning when it comes to movies. More often then never do I enjoy a good movie, but there are times when one will come along, and in an instant, I feel numb. Almost to the point of disliking the film just for the purpose of disliking it.
I can like a movie just as easily as the next person, but when it has alot riding on it (Take Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen for example), then it becomes a chore just to mildly enjoy it. Transformers As of this moment is my all time favorite movie. I've never gotten the feeling I did from watching a movie before, or after it came out. I couldn't even begin to explain what a profound effect the movie has on me. But if there were an 8 year old version of me here right now, he could tell you better than I could. At it's core that's what it's about, going back to your roots and just enjoying what you see, for no other reason than "It's a cool thing to see".
With that said, I'm sure the sequel had alot to live up to, so it's no surprise I was feeling pressure. In some aspects RotF could be my favorite movie, but it's miniscule flaws outway everything else. I can go into a long discussion about The Dark Knight, but in regards to that I'll just say it was the immense praise for the film that overweighed my ability to thoroughly enjoy it on my own. Batman Begins wasn't the best ever, but for me TDK had alittle to live up to. Even now I say it's a wonderful film, a great sequel and is well deserved of praise. Just not the as much as people were giving it at the time.
So there you have it. I hope this was of particular interest to you, and gave you some insight as to why I love movies so much.
So until next time.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
A New Chapter...
I thought it would be nice to have one of these, so upon seeing my friend get one I finally decided to go through with it.
Anyway I figured I would use this primarily for projects I have in the works, and occasionally updates on my life and little things of interest to me. So with that said, enjoy.
Anyway I figured I would use this primarily for projects I have in the works, and occasionally updates on my life and little things of interest to me. So with that said, enjoy.
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