Moving

Attention!

As of today, January 11th, 2010, I am officially not writing at this blog anymore. Instead, I will be writing a blog called Reasonably Angry. The reasons for this change are threefold:

1) I was no longer comfortable or happy with the RPW name (and, more inconveniently, the URL) of this blog.

2) I didn’t want to break all the links I’d ever made by using Blogger’s domain-switching feature.

3) WordPress is easier for me to use.

I am leaving RPW up so that a) no one’s links or blogrolls (I have actually seen my blog in a few blogrolls!) are broken and b) so I don’t lose all my writing, which I’m still mostly happy with.

Please update your RSS feeds if you use them!

Thanks,
Llencelyn

Hush, you.

A conversation with my subconscious:

Yes, I realize readers can't magically see what blogs are in my feed. Yes, yes, I do understand that means I need to update my blogroll. No, I'm not stalling! I'm just busy and it'll take more work than these cute little posts I've been churning out. Okay, fine, I'll do it tomorrow.

There, are you happy?

Baby steps

Today I did not move off the sidewalk for the three men taking up the whole thing walking towards me.

I deserve clean shoes too.

Movie Review

Due to a random set of circumstances, I ended up at the movie theater watching Law-Abiding Citizen yesterday. I really don't recommend this movie.

SPOILERS

1) The entire premise of the movie is both a) ridiculous (home invasions/burglaries are extremely unlikely to end with the burglars killing/raping everyone in the house) and b) unmotivated - I'm sorry, but if you're going to make one of your burglars an apparent psychopath, you need to develop that, not just take it for granted that half of all burglars are psychopaths.

2) Torture porn scene. That alone should be enough to discredit the film.

3) Targeted, portable EMP, that apparently doesn't knock out all electronics, just the convenient ones. Radios still work. No. Just...no. Unless your movie has aliens or is supposed to be set in the future. And the radios still have to die. *headdesk*

4) I admit I was happy that the Citizen - he can't really be called the protagonist, even though the movie is nominally about him and his struggle to rationalize his sociopathy - didn't come off as a sympathetic character. I was disappointed in that I got the sense that this was more due to the crappy characterization of the entire film, rather than actual intent on the writers' part. I think he was actually supposed to be mildly understandable, but the egregious lengths to which they took his revenge left him nothing but a monster.

5) Excuse me, but if you have a prisoner IN JAIL who is committing MASS MURDER OF GOVERNMENT WORKERS? Then the Philadelphia DA and his detective buddy are not going to be the ones working this damn case. The fucking FBI would be on this like white on rice.

6) There were, by my count, approximately 13 people killed. Five of them were faceless extras. One was the nameless cellmate pawn. Two of them were the original burglar/bad guys. One was mentor-guy to the DA/protag. The remaining four were the wife and daughter of the Citizen, the mentee of the DA, and the strict female judge who apparently tries every case in Philly.

Of the seven characters our male leads have any indicated relationship to, two are bad guys, five are good. Of the five good, all of whom die (fairly cheaply) in service to the plot/motivations of the main characters, four are women/girls.

OMGEE women and children are dying! Look at how heinous these deaths are! It sure makes his actions understandable!!!!111!1!

No, actually. The bad guy who killed the wife and daughter was awful, but he was also so unrealistic as to be laughable. A caricature of villany. Your good guy is supposed to be understandable, but not only does he kill multiple innocents for the crime of working for the EBIL justice system, his revenges against the original burglars are so out of proportion as to be unbelievably sickening - not for his committing the acts, but for the writers thinking that they would be relatable. I hope I never meet those people.

So. Yeah. The movie was pretty shitty. Which I expected. Cmon. Die Hard was more realistic than this movie. ALAN RICKMAN.

Forgot to mention...

BOOK!

Now the proud owner of Lessons from the Fat-O-Sphere!

Yay videogames!

I got a new console game for the first time in forever! It is not new, itself. Just new to me. It is called "Infinite Undiscovery" and is made by SquareEnix (the main reason I bought it). Attempting to read something positive into the game from a feminist perspective would be very difficult so I'm just going to not try that.

Yay videogames!!

Goats, and the White Men Who Stare at Them

My current Facebook status:

I just saw a trailer for some movie called, "Men Who Stare at Goats." It's a star-studded cast (Clooney, McGregor, etc). It also appears to have zero women in it, and the only men of color are either bad guys or helpless rescuees. Hollywood better hope I never learn how to use a gun and/or decide pacifism isn't worth it.

And that's pretty much all I have to say on the subject. Fuck.

Dealing with Household Guilt

I am going through this thing right now, where I end up feeling guilty if I don't offer to do some chore, and instead just expect Beloved to do it. I am fighting the cultural narrative that I owe him for the monetary support he provides us. Owe him beyond the raising of his puppy, beyond the chores that I already do during the day, and despite the money that I also bring in.

He doesn't encourage this feeling, if anyone was wondering. This is the first time, for me, where I've been in a relationship with someone who has taken full responsibility for his own life. I am used to playing Mom to the guys I've dated (especially the last one), and breaking out of the servicing mindset I've developed is very difficult.

Which, by the way, isn't to say that moms are servants, but that they must do a lot of the responsible thinking for their children. What with children being not-grown-up-yet and all...

I am going a bit crazy, but I think, with time, I will be alright.