Monday, May 29, 2006

*WARNING: Spoliers ahead*

Ok, I FINALLY saw X-Men: The last stand. It was about time. It came out on Friday and I finally saw it on Sunday afternoon. FYI: It set box office records for a Memorial Day Weekend opening in the US. Was it just because of the higher ticket prices or did more people actually see it? It woulde be nice to see box office figrues reported in actual attendance. Maybe that would be more informative about a movie's success.

But then the more the population grows, the bigger the numbers, right?. Sheesh. Maybe it would be better to report a percentage of the movie-going public that saw the film? Any other ideas?

Well, what can I say, the movie has the mutants, the mutant-powers, the cheesy lines and lots of action. What more could you want? Well, for starters, a longer running time and a better sotry. I felt as thought lots of characters were given really little time (i.e. Rougue, angel guy, etc.). I know you can only put so much stuff in a film, but this one clocked in at a mere 104min. Come on! The last one was a whopping 133min! (While the first one, being a first in a possible franchise, was a conservative 103min). Seriously, why not make the damn film longer? You don't need to spend as much? People will go anyway? FUCK YOU, then!

Ok, now the story. Yes, the whole "Phoenix" saga is hard to put into a single film, but the "new facts" about Jean Grey that were all brought into this film "all of a sudden" were quite cheap. Granted, the scene at her house is REALLY cool, but the excuse of her "having another personality" just didn't completely stick with me. After that amazing sequence, the movie pretty much never really recuperates (except for that neat Golden Gate bridge sequence).

And what gives with the bald kid, huh? Yes, he shows up for like 3 seconds, they go in, they save him. Then?!?!?! I so totally thought he would be more integral to the action, like the other freak mutant in the second film... hmmm maybe thay wanted to avoid that again... well, then they should have avoided the same damn plotline alltogether and made the entire movie about the Phoenix... oh, whatever.

It was seriously disturbing to see so many X-MEN byte the big one in this film, but, well, all those actors probably wanted more money or something and with Hally Berry and Hugh Jackman such big stars now, the films must be getting mighty expensive. That and the fact that Jean Grey looked like Cyclops' fucking MOTHER for crying out loud! Geez! Who the hell cast these people! Hahaha.

A better Memorial Day

A fantastic Memorial Day editorial, by none other than the great Andy Rooney of 60 Minutes, himself a WWII veteran. You can see the rest here. Here's my favorite part.

On this Memorial Day, we should certainly honor those who have died at war, but we should dedicate this day, not so much to their memory, but to the search for a way to end the idiocy of the wars that killed them.

-Andy Rooney, 60 Minutes

La Marche de l'empereur

Thursday, May 25, 2006

I'm putting up the original French title because I really emjoyed March of the Penguins. The DVD we got was all sucky, so we watched it in French with Spanish subtitles, but it was still amazing.

Last year, this film was a big hit (for a documentary) and it even sprung the now infamous Penguin Wars, where Right-wingers celebrated the "traditional family values" portrayed in the film, whilst left-wingers and gay rights advocates pulled out some info proving that penguins were in fact some "pretty slutty birds". Geez, what the fuck? Listen to yourselves, people! Shame on all those who would use this beautiful film to advance their own political agenda (and to those who would answer those ridiculous claims).

This film shows the annual penguin migration from the Antarctic sea into some of the most inhospitable terrains on Earth. They make this arduous journey with only one objective, to mate. You'll find a much more eloquent and complete synopsis here.

This story is portrayed as one of fierce survival; penguin males and females equally pitch in to protect a single egg, from it's conception to hatching to the first few months of life of the hatchling's. You really see what a struggle survival is for these animals, as well as perpetuation of the species. You get a glimpse of how life is so delicate and at the same time such an unstoppable and unyielding force. Wow.

There are many scenes in which you see the penguin's breeding process cut short by accident or tragedy. There is a particular scene in which a female penguin's hatchling has not survived one of the final winter storms and has frozen to death underneath her womb. You actually see the female penguin wailing in agony at the sight of her lifeless offspring lying on the cold Antarctic floor; for her, life has lost and the winter has won. This was by far the most compelling and utterly devastating cinematic moment of 2005 (so says Germy). Take that, you measly human actors and your measly words.

Watching the "children of winter" emerge and life continue it's fragile but ever waging cycle is a joy in this astonishingly simple but powerful film. This is why movies are considered and art form. Enjoy.

"Come out of the shadows..."

Senate passes immigration bill overhaul.

Maybe it was a good day, after all.


Great, thank you America. This is your new American Idol.

You deserve him and your idiot President. Enough said.

Pretty voices singing

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

The ultimate musical breakup. The "farewell letter" number from Stephen Sondheim's Passion, featuring the brilliant Audra McDonald and Michael Cerveris.

An Inconvenient Truth

An Inconvenient Truth. Wow.


Tuesday, May 23, 2006

I'm not in the US, but please, VOTE FOR MCPHEE!!! She didn't have her best night, but she is BY FAR the most marketable of the two. Vote, vote, VOTE!!!

Kataherine McPhee.

Germy goes American Idol

Saturday, May 20, 2006

I have NEVER regularly seen American idol. Frankly, I had never been around long enough. I was either at university or in Central Mexico working, without much access to Fox TV. Until now. Hurray!

Since I got here to TJ I've been seeing it regularly. I've always enjoyed the show. It's not just a lame old reality TV show. It's a showcase for genuinely talented people to show their stuff on national television. There have been some wildly amazing singers on and seeing them (however briefly) had been amazing. I'm a huge Kelly Clarkson fan, btw. I was mesmerized by Fantasia (her rendition of Summertime is fucking legendary), puzzled by Clay, bored by Ruben (sorry, haha), enthralled by Carrie and just blown away by Kelly. Great show.

Now, it's finally come down to the final two of Season Five. Yowzers! I was rooting for the über-hunk Ace, but he was voted off right after I arrived in town. Then I was a total freak for Paris Bennett, the 16 year old with the huge voice, but she got booted off a couple weeks later. Fuck. Now my last hope has made it to the final in the shape of power belter Katharine McPhee. Not only is she hot, she's beautiful and has an extraordinarily powerful voice. So much so in fact, that she sometimes has trouble harnessing it to full effect and sometimes comes off as "too much". But when she gets it just right, wow.

Her competition is way-too-old-looking Taylor Hicks. He may look pretty harmless and dances like an idiot, but he's got an Ace up his sleeve: he's likeable. Not that Katharine is not, but this guys is incredibly likeable. I'm talking Bill Clinton likeable. And that's very dangerous. He sings ok, and has even got this idiotic Soul Patrol fan club behind him. But he does NOT deserve to be the next American Idol!!!

I'm not sure who's everyone is gonna vote for, but I'm hoping for McPhee. I mean she is clearly the most marketable of the two, the most versatile and the sexiest/prettiest. Give me a break! Come next week, I'll be tuned in to see the results!

Go Katharine!!!


Friday, May 12, 2006

This post is for that lady who gave birth to me. I wrote it earlier, but was too busy actually celebrating Mother's Day to post it.

This is for the lady who in spite of starting to hit her sixties, can still show me what being open-minded and non-judgmental is really about. Sucka.

For the lady who loves me so much she happily nags at me 24/7.

For the lady who probably worries about me everyday because I'm gay, and has been pretty much cool about it in spite.

For the lady who knows The Ex, the love of my life (asshole), knows the place he holds in my heart, and respects and supports that.

For the lady who has cheered me on when I've succeeded, and comforted me when I've failed. And has only been as strict as she is with herself.

For the lady who has a fucking seventh sense for trouble, and usually goes out of her way to rid me of it. And has an uncanny "witch-like" ability to guess the (usually hidden) truth based on completely incorrect assumptions.

For the lady who made me love libraries, and claims it was because she was writing her Masters thesis while she was pregnant with me and my bro.

For the lady who has made me who I am today, every little bit. I love you.


I have a lot of stuff in my head, but not enough for a single longish post. So I decided to group them all up together. Here goes.

I've started walking my dogs around the neighborhood. I hadn't done it in easily 8 or 9 years. My dogs are kind of small and reallu agressive, haha. But now that I'm home for a while, it actually is kind of fun. And my dogs have become more mellow with age. I've been walking them around places I hadn't treaded upon in even more than 10 years, and they are like 2-3 blocks from my house. Weird. And here I am, 25 years old and walking my dogs around the block and I don't recognize any of the kids. I feel old.

My dad. I just don't get him. I stopped trying to a while ago. I don't understand why he's so self destructive, and he even affects us too. I just don't know how to deal with it anymore, and I just worry that my mom will grow old with a partner, but really be alone with this stranger in the house. She's recently talked about leaving him, after my brother's wedding. I was all for it, I mean she's usually just bitching about him anyways (maybe she'll have nothing to talk about afterwards?!?!), but deep inside I worry whether my dad would be able to function on his own. But then I think, that's what he does everyday.

I'm working part-time at my old place of employment in Vallarta. And I'm doing it remotely from home. COOL! What a great way to work. Thank you Microsoft Remote Desktop. I take things much calmer now, read more, hear more music in the afternoon, watch more TV and movies I missed last year ("Good night and good luck" is pretty good, but not "the shit"; "In her shoes" was much better than expected; "The constant gardner" was so good it was crazy! It could totally have been another "Pelican Brief", but was just on a totally different level; "King kong" sucked, too long, too many pointless effects that didn't advance the story, too much of everything).

I went to buy clothes the other day. I love that. But I went through this huge mall and all I got was this one jacket. Oh well. I plan to hit this place once the old paycheck comes in. Awesome.

I soooo need a drink. I miss alcohol. I've hardly had any since I arrived here in TJ. I really want a Margarita, at T.G.I. Fridays. Yeah. Yum. I've actually been quite sedentary since I've been here. I've only gone out like once and it was for a coffee with a friend. Oh well. I'm resting my engines I guess...

My visa looks like it could take at LEAST another month. FUCK. Don't get me wrong, I mean being at home is ok, being with my mom is fun and she really enjoys the company. Workling part-time and doing nothing the rest of the while is great. But the frustratingly slow immigration procedures just bug me. Oh well. It'll take as long as it'll take.


Tuesday, May 09, 2006

That's just liberalism, the worst kind of liberalism, really, bourgeois tolerance, and what I think is that what AIDS shows us is the limits of tolerance, that's it's not enough to be tolerated, because when the shit hits the fan you find out how much tolerance is worth. Nothing. And underneath all the tolerance is intense, passionate hatred.

-Tony Kushner, Angels in America

En pointe

Sunday, May 07, 2006

I went with my mom to the ballet last night (I know, how unpretentious). It was Giselle. The local opera company put it on and it was at the exact same theater were I saw the exact same ballet 17 years ago (wow, now I feel old). I remebered that me and my brother had had a tap recital on the same evening and stayed to see the big ballet with (Russian trained) Cuban dancers.

I've never been a huge ballet freak, but there's just something almost entrancing about a ballerina en-pointe. She just looks amazing. The grace, the agility, the strength, the magic. She's floating, and it's just so beautiful.

At the ballet, I recalled scenes that became stuck in my mind so long ago. Giselle rising from the dead to dance under the moonlight; her love coming to visit her grave and encountering her ghost. There's this point when all the ghost ballerinas line up in a diagonal line across the stage and "kill" the "bad guy". The moment is quite thrilling and frightening at the same time. He goes rolling away and they simply cast him off to his death.

Then, after a lot more dancing, they prepare to kill off Giselle's guy; they all line up again and are ready to take him out. The moment is tension as pure as any the stage has ever scene (and there are no words, people!). Your stomach tightens up, you're scared. Then, Giselle pleads to the ghost queen to spare her fiancee, and they do. When sunlight appears, Giselle disappears into the mist and leaves her love forever. Curtain.

Now THAT'S a damn good show.

Great comeback

Friday, May 05, 2006

"On Wednesday, March 1, 2006, at a hearing on the proposed Constitutional Amendment to prohibit gay marriage, Jamie Raskin, professor of law at AU, was requested to testify.

At the end of his testimony, Republican Senator Nancy Jacobs said: 'Mr. Raskin, my Bible says marriage is only between a man and a woman. What do you have to say about that?'

Raskin replied: 'Senator, when you took your oath of office, you placed your hand on the Bible and swore to uphold the Constitution. You did not place your hand on the Constitution and swear to uphold the Bible.'

The room erupted into applause."

Pretty great, huh? It's not a 100% accurate quote (you can see some of the original exchange here), but it pretty much sums up the argument.

$tar War$

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Ok, I'd about had it with George Lucas milking the Star Wars series of films for all they're worth. First he made one in th 70's. It was good. He made another, also good, but didn't make sense without a THIRD film! Ha! All three were pretty good. Lotsa money.

Then, he makes more movies in the 80's (i.e. Indiana Jones, et. al.) and they all make TONS of dough! THEN, in 1997 he re-releases the first three Star Wars movies in theater and adds the sub-par shit he originally cut out, brighter laser blasts and a bigger explosion and the end.. err, I mean "inserted scenes and improved special effects". And made MORE money off of them.

Then he made the real "first three" films in the trilogy (Episodes I, II and III). They ALL sucked, but made a lot of money anyways. Go figure.

Then, in 2004 he released the "definitive digitally enhanced" versions of the "last three movies" (Episodes IV, V, VI) on DVD. And again, you guessed it, made lotsa money.

Now... they're re-releasing on DVD the "original theatrical versions" of the last three episodes (IV, V, VI) BEFORE they were digitally restored. And they cost $30 USD a piece. WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?! Don't you have enough money, George Lucas?

Yes, I know, as long as there are schmucks out there willing to pay more money to see old-new-old-old versions of your original three good films, why not take their money. But, there's just something wrong about it. Maybe it's just me... maybe it's just crazy old Germy... yeah, it must be me.

1 de mayo no se olvida

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Fun (and ironic) fact: May 1st is celebrated around the world originally to commemorate the Haymarket Riot of 1886 in Chicago, Ill. Many died, and the international labor movement won a bunch of martyrs. Ironically, the USA does not commemorate this holiday. Sheesh.

Now, back to topic. The immigrant manifestations in the US on may 1st. I had mixed feelings about this originally. Back in early April, this Germy thought it was a pretty dumb idea. I mean the immigration legislation needed to pass, no matter how many people didn't like it. It was a problem the US had to deal with. So I figured Congress would come to a middle-ground solution (somewhere between legalizing everyone for free vs. making all 11 million of them criminals and building a fucking wall between the US and Mexico, sheesh). True, the Republicans couldn't afford looking soft to their racist religious-fanatics voter base, so they were going to play hard-to-get. But a compromise was inevitable.

To my surprise, the compromise did not go through, because of partisan politics. Yeah, I know, what a shocker. But I just thought politicians would see how urged this matter was and how strong minorities (especially Latinos) had become. They didn't. So I got angry.

I felt that Washington needed a message. Apparently the legislators didn't realize how strongly the Latino community felt about this issue. They needed some pressure. Germy suddenly became pro-boycott and pro-manifestation. Then I became a little conflicted. If all goes well, I will soon be a (legal) immigrant in the US, who might one day be eligible for citizenship. Wow. And here I was getting all worked up about helping out illegal immigrants. Add to that the fear that my original start date at my new US job was going to be May 1st. Fuck. On one hand, I wasn't going to risk my new job (which took me a lot of work to get) for a bunch of people who ran illegally into that country. But on the other hand, I was going to have to sell out the biggest Latino movement in decades to go to my first fucking day on the job. Fuck.

Thankfully due to visa issues, my start date was pushed back, so I was off the hook (THANK GOD!). I participated in the boycott only by not purchasing anything in the US yesterday (unless porn-site subscriptions count... "oops"). But there were millions of others who weren't as lucky as me. For many it was go to the march or keep your job. It was show your discontent or loose your paycheck. Geez, these are the big decisions that define you as a person. For all of those who (unlike me) had the courage to march, I admire you.

Why did I feel the need to be a part of this movement? Because it's not just about illegals. How does someone know you're illegal by just looking at you? They don't. We all get the bad rap, legal or not. US-born or not. And we're all involved, like it or not.

Will this huge movement of people cause a backlash in the general US population? Maybe. Maybe not. Time will tell. But the fact that the Latino community came together for this march is something I'm very proud about, and I was glad to be a (very small) part of it. That is if you don't count the porn site, I mean. Oops...

1 Mayo

Monday, May 01, 2006

Logo Mayo1

Por la dignidad de los Emigrantes en E.U.A.