How About Some Summertime Brainless Fun

What could be more fun than some guy impersonating celebrities having sex!

Firecracker George should get a kick out of this...

Check out who just recorded the theme song for the upcoming James Bond flick Quantum of Solace. It sounds cool in theory, but my ears are still ringing from Chris Cornell on the last one. "You know my naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaame!!!!"

2009 is shaping up to be quite a year for movies to geek out to...

I have all this movie trailer porn for Wander, yet I know he's out there unaware of the goodies I'm posting since he's without a computer right now. Anywho, this has been taken down from various sites, but Gizmodo still seems to have a copy up on their page. Here you go. Perhaps the worst bootleg copy of a trailer for Tron 2 that debuted at the San Diego Comic Con, but well worth it--this movie looks freakin' sweeeeeeeeet!!!

All these trailers are making me want to go to Comic Con next year. Any takers?

Scratch will probably appreciate this...

I guess there is life after Saved By the Bell. I enjoy this so much more than even the thought of a Screech sex tape. More pictures at Best Week Ever:

At some point the publicity isn't going to be good for her...

It's been awhile since I ragged on Michelle Wie, but her insistence that she's good enough to play on the men's PGA tour despite the fact that she still hasn't won a professional tournament EVER against men or women, just begs for constant ridicule. I felt validated by reading Annika Sorenstam's latest remarks about her, too:

"You know, I really don't know why Michelle continues to do this," Sorenstam said. "I mean, we have a major this week, and if you can't qualify for a major, I don't see any reason why you should play with the men."

And why didn't Wie qualify? Because she failed to do a simple thing--she forgot to sign her scorecard.

I want to believe that they still have enough material to make a quality movie...

When I went to go purchase tickets for The X-Files: I Want To Believe Friday night, I asked the cashier if the theater was close to full yet. He looked at me funny, checked the computer, then proceeded to laugh. "No man. There's PLENTY of seats. PLENTY!"

After all the record-breaking hoopla that The Dark Knight continues to create, I have to remind myself that not all the geeky entertainment that I loved has hit mainstream taste yet. The X-Files started out as this offbeat science fiction thriller about investigations into the paranormal that I recall Firecracker George telling me about early on in its beginnings on a then second-rate television network called Fox. I found it entertaining, but never really got hooked until the broad overlapping story arcs and mythology really started getting established. In that sense, The X-Files was ground breaking, and paved the way for some of my favorite television of recent years, including Alias, Lost, 24, and Battlestar Galactica. The X-Files was a must-watch show until it kind of sputtered out with the replacement of Mulder and Scully with new agents as the leads by it's final two seasons. But even though most of its audience lost interest at the end, the original X-Files movie proved that the formula could work on the big screen.

In this sequel, I Want To Believe reunites all the main players back together with David Duchovny slipping back into the role of Fox Mulder and Gillian Anderson reminding everyone that she's actually a pretty good actress, at least when she's playing Dana Scully. With show creator Chris Carter at the helm and writer Frank Spotnitz helping with the script, it seemed like all the main players were here for a great movie. Unfortunately, it just sort of fell short of my expectations.

As it's been six years since The X-Files was on the air, the movie seems to follow our own timeline to tell us what's happened to our favorite FBI pair after that span of time has passed. Scully is now working as a physician in a Catholic hospital, and Mulder is sort of in hiding (although it seems like the FBI could have found him easily if they wanted to merely by tailing Scully home). The search for a missing agent brings Mulder out of hiding, as the FBI needs his expertise in the paranormal to help them corroborate the only lead in the investigation which seems to stem from a pedophile priest having visions from God. This all seems to have something to do with a creepy guy hanging out at a local pool. I'd say more, but wouldn't want to ruin the movie for anyone. All the while, Scully is in the midst of trying some rather risky stem cell therapy on a young boy that tests her own faith in God and herself.

Like I said earlier, Gillian Anderson is a pretty good actress, and she's probably got the strongest and most developed character in the film (aside from silly lines like, "Look's like I got work to do."--since when did she get elevated to the status of cardiothoracic surgeon? Wasn't she just a glorified Quincy aka coroner before? If you watch the movie, you'll know what I'm talking about). David Duchovny always seems to have a laid back approach to his acting (which some might still consider flat), but it works with Mulder. The plot itself, although important to other underlying personal questions that Mulder and Scully deal with throughout the film, is kind of a throw away story, and the conclusion is a bit of a letdown. The inclusion of Amanda Peet and Xibit playing two FBI agents leading the case only serves to ensure a main character has a nasty (and somewhat over the top stupid) death scene--they might as well have just given them a red uniform to wear ala Star Trek.

In some ways, this film felt like an Ocean's Eleven sequel or the last Lethal Weapon movie. The purpose seems less about continuing the story arc of the original series, and more about providing a reunion for both the cast/crew of The X-Files and it's fans. If you stay long enough to watch through the credits, there's even a cute little shout out to the fans at the end. I guess that's OK. I should have known when the theater was only about half full that this wasn't going to be great. I hope at least one more sequel makes it out into the theaters, though. I'm not going to give this the greatest rating, but truth be told, I did enjoy watching these characters again. And we've gotta get another glimpse of The Lone Gunmen (they didn't make it into this film).

If this was on DVD, I'd give it a strong "Cheesy" rating. But for a $10 ticket price and a release date in the peak of summer? Well, I hate to say it, but...

I wonder if they'd consider remaking all the X-Men movies...

Not sure how long this will stay up. It's too bad Wander is in the midst of a move and without an internet connection--I have a feeling he would enjoy this bootlegged copy of the trailer for X-Men Origins: Wolverine quite a lot. It's probably not going to be near as good as The Dark Knight, but it'll be interesting to see what a director like Gavin Hood can do with the comic book genre:

I know it was unintended, but...

...the choice to label our comments "flavorings," and our recurring subject (fecal) matter just don't go well together. This is from the previous post. No wonder nobody commented on it.

Thinking about the practical side of poop...

Maybe I ate too many Cheetos, but lately I've been wishing a cereal like Colon Blow was actually real to get my bowels a bit more regular. Little did I know that a product called Colonblow actually exists with the running slogan, "Poopin' is cool."

I now I've fulfilled my poop post for the month.

That true feelings hidden underneath a veil of sobriety...

Here's an interesting clip from This American Life about the fine line between fun put-downs, blatant insults, and the things some people have to put up with even in this "enlightened" day and age to keep afloat in this country. A little NSFW for language:

Everything should taste like bacon.

I just saw an ad for this salt flavored bacon that has no calories, no fat, is vegetarian, and kosher. Apparently it tastes and smells like real bacon. Some of the funnier testimonials I read were:

"Bacon Salt bitch-slaps the flavor of bacon into anything and everything it touches."

"When you put Bacon Salt on mashed potatoes, they try to eat themselves."

"Thank you for organizing the party in my mouth."

I'm going to have to try this. I think I'll put it on some bacon.

Check out their website.

If my life was the game of Life ...

... I would be losing. Two weeks ago today, I ran into a weeks worth of setbacks.

After gaining some unwanted weight, I had been running for exercise in the morning, and I really started to feel the benefits. I decided that on this particular morning I would do some sprint intervals. It was the morning after a thunderstorm, and I quickly approached a tree branch that needed to be skirted. I skirted it, but in the process my foot hit the edge of the pavement. I then skidded along the ground writhing in agony because I knew I had sprained my ankle. Hoping up quickly, I decided to assess the damage while moving. While walking 1/3rd of a mile uphill to my house I realized it was a bad one. The x-rays and the doctor told me that I broke my 5th metatarsal and sprained two ligaments and one tendon. Bummer. This amounts to me wearing a boot that comes up to my knee to immobilize everything. What I really love though is the padding on the inside of the boot. It is essentially foam cushioning surrounded by flannel. I love it when it is 100 degrees outside. Setback Number 1.

Setback Number 2 is directly related to Number 1. We had a weekend vacation planned for the beach, and this last weekend we had another vacation planned for Universal Studios Theme parks in Orlando (rabbit trail ... the new Simpson's ride was a lot of fun). We opted to stay the course and go on both vacations. There is nothing quite like probing for treasures in the sand with crutches, and is there anything that epitomizes walking and standing more than going to a theme park.

Setback Number 3 is also related to Number 1. When we arrived at the beach, I thought it might be nice to elevate my swollen ugliness. Within 30 minutes I received a phone call from our dog sitter. To protect my dogs identity, I will call him Bonham. Bonham had escaped from the clutches of our dog sitter while she was on her way in the gate to play with him. He ran straight for the 6 lane highway and proceeded to get hit by the bumper, tagged by the front wheels, and run over by the rear wheels of a Ryder truck. Bonham is not one of the smartest dogs I have ever met, but I think he could be the strongest. He made it out alive, and only lost his tail. Plus the sitter and her friend still had to chase him down after that. (This is the second time he has been hit and run over by a car with no major problems.) Setback 4a was that her friend got hit by a car in the process. He is fine. Setback 4b ... I will just say that emergency vet care is damn expensive. Major piss off number 1 ... the people who ran over my dog didn't even slow down. The fu&kers just kept on driving.

I don't remember the game of Life much, but the next thing is like drawing a card that says you have to move back one more space on top of everything else. While at the beach feeling pretty useless and confused about the dog situation, I decided to take my daughter for a little swing in the hammock. Major piss off number 2 ... the hammock broke and we go plummeting to the ground where I bruised my back and rear-end pretty good. Thankfully she was okay.

Last major piss off is the fact that I am getting fat again and can't do things like this ...

My dreams have finally caught up with technology trends - sort of

I had a dream this morning that somebody sent me a text message. I actually woke up and checked my phone, thinking that it happened for real but I heard it in my dream. Nope, no message in my waking life. But my dream-text was interesting. It was written over a month calendar (I've been looking at calenders a lot lately, planning out all the traveling I will be doing this summer.)Typed over this calendar background it read; "Work sucks. Playing is cool." (Like I needed to be told that - sheesh.) I even remember that it was in an unusual font: exocet.

Holy sequels, Batman!

Wow. At 3 AM after viewing a midnight showing of The Dark Knight, that's all I could think to say this morning. Not only is this the greatest film adaptation of Batman ever made, it may now be the benchmark of what any comic-book movie should be. It's smart, moody, tense, suspenseful, exciting, multilayered--everything you'd want not only in a summer blockbuster popcorn flick, but also an intelligent film that does not require any suspension of disbelief. It's exactly what we'd always hoped for when we dreamed of our favorite comic book heroes coming to life on the silver screen.

The Dark Knight takes place about where Batman Begins left off. Gotham is still a haven for mob bosses, and crooked cops, but the tide seems to be turning. Batman (Christian Bale) has put fear into criminals who now think twice about their deeds as they prowl the streets at night, and new uncorruptable district attorney, Harvey Dent (Aaron Eckhart), has publicly declared that he and the citizens of Gotham have the ability to reclaim their city. He is the "White Knight" that the city truly wants, the handsome photogenic hero that doesn't create any moral quandaries like the outlaw vigilante actions of The Dark Knight. This gives Bruce Wayne perhaps a glimmer of hope that he might be able to hang up his cape and cowl to lead a more normal life that has room for his childhood love, Rachel Dawes (Maggie Glyllenhaal). Evil always lurks in the shadows, however, and this time it's in the form of the Joker (Heath Ledger), a representative of true chaos and anarchy whose acts of crime and violence seem to have no clear purpose at all except as some sort of odd social experiment.

So much has been written about Heath Ledger's performance, and I won't add much more here. The hype regarding a possible post-humous Oscar is quite real. He lives the role of the Joker in a way that's almost a bit scary and creates a Joker that is a pure embodiment of the insanity that you feel reading any of Frank Miller's work on the comic book versions of Batman. Christian Bale, too, performs well not only in creating the imposing figure that is Batman, but also seems to be quite able to turn a complete 180 in shaping the playboy aloofness of Bruce Wayne. Michael Caine as Alfred and Morgan Freeman as Lucius Fox round out a supporting cast that is dependably strong. Even the replacement of Katie Holmes with Maggie Glyllenhaal was a nice change (although still a somewhat underdeveloped character). What surprised me the most, though, was the strength of Aaron Eckhart's role as Harvey Dent and the importance his character had in the entire movie. His evolution from pristine and heroic D.A. to what we all know ends up as Two Face is very true to what he was in the comic books, and very symbolic of the entire theme of the movie--that the line between good and evil, hero and villain, self-sacrifice and self-preservation is very fine and easily crossed given the right situation.

Also what I found good about this film was how they started to highlight Batman's intelligence and forensic capabilities--a true detective in the spirit of the original comics. In addition, you get to see how he continually tries to find ways to adapt and utilize technology in a way that's not over-the-top and distracting. It's all small glimpses of what we always read and see in the comic books that got my geeky heart all in a flutter. And if that weren't enough, they managed to throw in a bit of 007 with Lucius Fox in the role of Q Branch, and Bruce Wayne filling in for James Bond. Very cool.

The score, with some sustained off-kilter strings, really seem to heighten up the tension to the point you almost feel like those strings are about to break. At times, I thought I was watching an art house film, which is a good thing in my book.

My previous benchmark for the comic book hero genre of films has always been Superman. The Dark Knight will probably go down in my opinion as equal or even superior, but I think I'll have to give it a few years to breathe to see how time will effect my thoughts on this. What's interesting to me, though, is as I say that, you realize how polar opposite the movies Superman and The Dark Knight are. Perhaps that's the joy of watching these two films and comparing them. In the comic books, Superman and Batman are either portrayed as good friends in the fight against evil, but other times as foils in their opinions of what truth and justice really is. And in that same vein, these two films are quite different. Superman's way of bringing about justice is clean, Batman's is quite dirty and hard to stomach. It's as if you're asking the audience which camp you fall into. There's no clear right or wrong.

This has been a great summer for comic book movies. Iron Man raised the bar early in the summer, The Incredible Hulk kind of simmered, and now The Dark Knight has pushed it way up into the stratosphere. How Christopher Nolan is going to top himself in the third installment seems to be quite the challenge (and almost impossible)--I can't wait.

I don't care if you have little kiddos to watch at home. Get a babysitter. The Dark Knight is worth it.

A test of your willpower...

The official trailer for the upcoming film adaptation of Watchmen is set to premiere before The Dark Knight tonight. Considering every showing is sold out at the local IMAX theater for the entire weekend already, I'm wondering how easy it's going to be to even see it in a regular theater in the next couple of days. So, if you're faced with the same (or stuck at home with little kiddos to watch), enjoy the Watchmen trailer already leaked out onto the internet:



Addendum: Damn, those YouTube monitors are fast! Just as soon as I posted this, the video was pulled off. Oh well. I tried. It was rather awesome, though--be prepared to pee in your pants.

Addendum, Part 2: Ooh! Ooh! Gizmodo has it up on their site.

Check this out when you get the chance.

A new - and entertaining - endeavor from Joss Whedon (the Firefly/Serendipity guy.) Watch the first and second Acts, then read the Master Plan.

A sports car that almost makes you want to break out your Birkenstocks to drive...

The motto of Lotus engineering has always been "performance through light weight." Not only has this created some great handling cars in the years since its founding by Colin Chapman, it has made them relatively fuel efficient.

For the 2008 British Motor Show, Lotus is set to take this inadvertently green approach further by taking some deliberate steps to make a more ecological friendly automobile and introducing their concept car, the Lotus Eco Elise. Composite body panels and the seats are made of hemp. Those two rectangles on the roof? Solar panels to power the electrical systems. And if you thought Lotus couldn't make the Elise any lighter, they somehow managed to shave off an additional 70 pounds off the weight.

The dream lives on. Sigh.

On a side note, this is one of a few new concept cars I've seen incorporating solar panels. Mercedes-Benz has a rumored model with solar panels incorporated into its roof to power the air conditioning system to cool off the car while it's parked. Most of the Kool-Aid Gang probably remembers a certain VW Rabbit running around our old stomping grounds with a unwieldy solar panel on it's top that essentially did the same thing. Crazy how long it's taken for a relatively ingenius idea to finally start making its way into consumer products.

Hells yeah.

When I saw that a sequel to Hellboy was coming out, I figured that I'd finally Netflix the original. I remember seeing the Mike Mignola comic back in the day, and it looked pretty cool though I never read it.

Anywho, I figured that I'd give Hellboy a look, and it was a good movie. Good story, good acting, very visually well done. So, I was eager for the sequel, especially considering it touted it's lineage with Pan's Labyrinth, which was a great story and an absolutely stunning film, visually.

I'm moved to a new office with no known co-workers, and I literally have nothing to do. Monday morning I get an email from the boss - "I forgot to tell everyone, but I'm on vacation until Thursday."

Oh yeah, I'm playing hooky.

A Monday afternoon seemed the perfect time to catch Hellboy 2. No crowds + matinee price = awesomesauce. I can say that it was as good as if not better than the original. It was certainly more daring in terms of how much fantasy they tried to make reality. In a comic of course you are pretty much unencumbered by how fantastic you make the artwork. In movies however, it's much tougher, and wasn't even close to possible until the advent of high grade CGI (which now that I think about it, makes those 80's Superman movies even more impressive.) Anywho, Hellboy 2 does on film as well as any high-art comic book. Imagine if someone could actually port a Moebius comic over to film without losing anything, and you'll get the gist of how beautifully done Hellboy 2 is. Guillermo del Toro is a skilled mofo.

On top of that, the story is likeable and the pace is very good. It's not frantic but it moves along nicely. The characters are also surprisingly beliveable, given that they are demon raised to be good, his pyrokinetic girlfriend, and a clairvoyant fishman. The acting is also surprisingly good (well, so was the previous movie) particularly considering the amount of make-up and foam rubber these actors wear.

Lastly, the villain in this one is awesome. I don't know if it was the actor himself or a stunt double, but his fight scenes were friggin awesome. True, there was wire work (but plausible reason to suspend disbelief), but this cat's Wu Shu (Kung Fu) was impressive.

So I wondered why I didn't feel more sucked in by this film. So far my best guess is that there is just too much to take in. I'll be buying these on DVD. I think once Del Toro gets to do his third film, this series will get the credit it deserves.

One last thing for Wander; Seth MacFarlane is in the movie. Go see it and try to guess who he is.

Ahh, politics...

I'm sure most of you have already heard about this little bit about Jesse Jackson making some unfortunate remarks about Barack Obama caught on air while he thought his microphone was off. No big deal, but I thought it was laughable that he comes on today with his apologies and claiming that he and Obama are good friends. If that's the case, may "I just want to cut your nuts off" be the cordial greeting all of us here in the Kool-Aid Gang say to each other whenever we meet.

Terrorists beware...

Above is a picture of just some of the anti-terrorism drills going on in Beijing to prepare for the Olympics. It's so silly looking, it's kind of scary. Somehow, I don't think Dean Kamen had this in mind when he invented the Segway.

Even in the foodie world, the answer is the same -- HC? Physics!

I'm sure we've all made a batch of chocolate chip cookies once or twice in our lives. The directions on the back of the Nestle Toll House chocolate chips bag seems simple enough, but for some reason, the cookies never seem to turn out quite like they do at some better professional bakeries. I always thought it was somehow due to my lack of fancy kitchen equipment or a secret exotic vanilla extract that pastry chefs kept hidden amongst their inner circles. Turns out, it's none of that. It's simply a matter of letting the dough sit around for awhile:

A long hydration time is important because eggs, unlike, say, water, are gelatinous and slow-moving, she said. Making matters worse, the butter coats the flour, acting, she said, “like border patrol guards,” preventing the liquid from getting through to the dry ingredients. The extra time in the fridge dispatches that problem. Like the Warm Rule, hydration — from overnight, in Mr. Poussot’s case, to up to a few days for Mr. Torres — was a tactic shared by nearly every baker interviewed.

And those sly people over at the Toll House left that out of their public recipe. Sneaky bastards:

“At Toll House, we chill this dough overnight,” she wrote in her “Toll House Cook Book” (Little, Brown, 1953). This crucial bit of information is left out of the version of her recipe that Nestlé printed on the back of its baking bars and, since in 1939, on bags of its chocolate morsels.

Anywho, the original story in The New York Times is quite an interesting read if you've ever tried to make that perfect batch of chocolate chip cookies.

At least some of the crazy things that kids do never changes...

A quick search using Google and the internet reminds me that the first Batman film helmed by Tim Burton and starring Michael Keaton as the Caped Crusader pulled in over $40 million in its opening weekend and eventually went on to gross more than $400 million in box office ticket sales worldwide. Adjusted for inflation, Batman is the 20th highest grossing movie of all time.

Back then, lining up early for the summer blockbuster was expected, and I think even early ticket sales days before the movie opened was a somewhat novel thing when Batman came out. The lines in the mall to see Batman that first day it opened were excruciatingly long, and I think I was in the queue for at least a couple of hours. Crazy what we did back then to see a hotly anticipated movie. I still remember drawing bat signals on just about anything and everything on the weeks and days leading up to it.

Now we can simply buy tickets online, but it's nice to see some of the hysteria to see a movie first still exists. Some of this has been in the form of the midnight opening. Leave it to the newest installment of Batman, The Dark Knight, to really drive fans into a frenzy. From NYT:

In a frenzy, fans have bought so many late-night tickets for the July 18 opening of the next Batman movie that theaters in places like San Diego, Chicago, and even Eagan, Minn., are scheduling 6 a.m. screenings for those who can’t get in at midnight or 3 in the morning.

I don't know what $40 million in late 80's U.S. dollars amounts to today if you adjusted it for inflation, but I imagine it's a lot. If this movie doesn't break some kind of opening weekend record, I'm really going to be surprised.

Watching this also makes me really green with envy...

I'm pretty sure one of us has posted or emailed about this guy before, but I still smile and feel happy anytime I watch these videos:


Where the Hell is Matt? (2008) from Matthew Harding on Vimeo.

BA Baracus

I love MMA! Rarely do I considere purchasing pay-per-view stuff other than a college football game here or there, but I always find myself wishing I had a lot more disposable income whenever there is a MMA fight on pay-per-view. Last night Forrest Griffin squared off with Quinton "Rampage" Jackson for the light heavyweight title.

They competed against each other as coaches on the reality television series The Ultimate Fighter on Spike this spring. Because these are free to watch, I typically set my DVR to record all the episodes. I usually have a clear cut favorite of who I want to win based purely on the likability of each guy. I had a hard time picking who I wanted to win last night because both guys are hilarious and really good. Rampage, though, is a mean dude. Heck even Kimbo Slice has respect for the guy, and that could be one of the meanest dudes I have ever seen. Rampage was a 3 to 1 favorite.

Believe it or not Griffin ended up beating him in a five round decision, and I found myself pleased with the result.

What I also find to be pleasing is that Rampage is being considered to play the role of BA Baracus for the upcoming A-Team movie. I think it is a pretty good choice.

While We Wait For Our Pizza...

I Was Questioned And Released...

Joy Division singer’s grave stone stolen
Ian Curtis committed suicide in 1980; epitaph read ‘Love Will Tear Us Apart’

LONDON - Thieves have stolen a memorial stone for Ian Curtis, frontman of the influential British post-punk band Joy Division.
The stone, bearing the epitaph “Love Will Tear Us Apart” — the title of the band’s most famous song — was taken from Macclesfield Crematorium in northern England on Monday or Tuesday, police said.
Fans from all over the world would travel to the site to pay their respects, often leaving messages and tokens behind.
A married man, Curtis committed suicide in 1980 at the age of 23, shortly before the band, an inspiration for many other groups and musicians, were due to begin a U.S. tour.
He had struggled to deal with the demands of combining home life and being in the band, the strain of epilepsy and falling in love with another woman. His personal troubles were often reflected in dark, painful lyrics, which he wrote.
Local officials have appealed for the stone’s return.
“I’m shocked this has happened,” said Bill North of Macclesfield Borough Council. “Someone’s gone to a great deal of trouble to remove the memorial stone and I hope our appeal will help return it as soon as possible.”
Curtis’s widow Debbie had been informed, the council said.
“This is a very unusual theft and I am confident that someone locally will have knowledge about who is responsible or where the memorial stone is at present,” said police Inspector Gareth Woods.
Curtis returned to prominence after two films about his life were released last year. After his death, the three other members of Joy Division went on to form the successful band New Order.

Homophobia gone terribly wrong...

Some religious right wing group called the American Family Association goes to great lengths to protect its readership from demonic temptations by blocking traffic from websites it deems inappropriate and to even expose secretive words for what they really are by automatically replacing them in any AP stories they run. As a result, we now know that American world track and field star Tyson Gay is actually a damn homosexual! I mean, c'mon, it's his damn name! Tyson Homosexual! I can't believe he's been pulling the wool over our American eyes this whole time. From Right Wing Watch:

Homosexual eases into 100 final at Olympic trials
Tyson Homosexual easily won his semifinal for the 100 meters at the U.S. Olympic track and field trials and seemed to save something for the final later Sunday.

Apparently, Fox News does a similar thing, except instead of "suicide bombers," they become "homicide bombers."

The Force Unleashes in 75 Days

I've been blogging about this game for more then a year now. It finally has a firm release date of September 16th. The Clone Wars film should still be in theaters, the new Clone Wars and Force Unleashed toy lines will be in stores, and we should have a set date on when the new Clone Wars ongoing television series will start. Finally, by then we might have final details for the live action television show that takes place during the same time period as this game. We are on the cusp of a whole new Star Wars revival. Who else is giddy with anticipation?

*A final note: The video is actual gameplay footage from the game. They released a ton of new info and videos yesterday. Check them out in HD.