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RAHOWA: I Am Legend (2007)

Posted by Charles Reece, December 15, 2007 06:29pm | Post a Comment
i am legend book cover   i am legend poster

There was to be a great joke played out in the latest film incarnation of Richard Matheson’s novel of the last surviving man on Earth.  The old racist movie cliché is that if a black man is one of the central cast, he’ll be the first to die.  So casting a black man as the last surviving man in Matheson’s tale seemed like perfectly mad twist given how the book ends, a joke that would do Renny Harlin’s DEEP BLUE SEA, where LL Cool J is the lone survivor against smart shark attacks, one better.   However, Hollywood’s commercial belief in soothing heroic endings turns the casting of Will Smith as Robert Neville into something of a sick hoax where the old cliché is given new life for the current generation.

In the book, Neville is described as a white scientist with blue eyes and blond hair, weighing in at 200 and some odd pounds.  While having an English name, he’s also of Germanic origin.  The Master Race parallel was obviously intentional, given that the story is about our species' one lone survivor indiscriminately killing off the now dominant competitors.  'Indiscriminately,' because although his rivals in this Darwinian competition look the same, have the same feeding patterns, similar totemic fears of garlic and religious icons, and the same nocturnal behavior patterns, they're of two types: a more bestial, lower order form and a mutant human-vamp hybrid capable of highly rational thought.  Neville is a classic tragic figure, holding on to the last vestiges of our civilization’s rationality by pathologically trying to find a cure for vampirism even though he’s immune and more than willing to annihilate the Other through a more physical remedy while it sleeps.  His success via the latter means has made him a fearsome legend in the hybrid community as the ravager of their race. 

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SNOOP DOGG INTERPRETATION DOESN'T HAVE THE X-FACTOR

Posted by Billyjam, December 15, 2007 06:10pm | Post a Comment

Above is the wonderful video that UK duo Dan le Sac VS Scroobius Pip produced of them performing their acapella interpretation of Snoop Dogg's (feat. Nate Dogg, Warren G, and Kurupt) "Ain't No Fun" juxtaposed (digitally) with footage of the X-Factor UK TV talent show. The video is to promote their new single "Letter from God to Man" which they are giving away for free in MP3 format from Xmas Day til New Year's Day. You can also hear the cool track on their MySpace right now along with three others, including their standout track "Thou Shalt Always Kill" (released back in February this year), which is so lyrically engaging that it merits its lyrics being reprinted below in addition to its equally great video for the song also (scroll all the way down).

THOU SHALT ALWAYS KILL 
                 by dan le sac VS scroobius pip

Thou shalt not steal if there is direct victim.
 Thou shalt not worship pop idols or follow lost prophets.
 Thou shalt not take the names of Johnny Cash, Joe Strummer, Johnny Hartman, Desmond Decker, Jim Morrison, Jimi Hendrix or Syd Barret in vain.
 Thou shalt not think that any male over the age of 30 that plays with a child that is not their own is a peadophile… Some people are just nice.
 Thou shalt not read NME.
 Thall shalt not stop liking a band just because they’ve become popular.
 Thou shalt not question Stephen Fry.
 Thou shalt not judge a book by it’s cover.
 Thou shalt not judge Lethal Weapon by Danny Glover.
 Thall shalt not buy Coca-Cola products. Thou shalt not buy Nestle products.
 Thou shalt not go into the woods with your boyfriend’s best friend, take drugs and cheat on him.
 Thou shalt not fall in love so easily.
 Thou shalt not use poetry, art or music to get into girls’ pants. Use it to get into their heads.
 Thou shalt not watch Hollyokes.
 Thou shalt not attend an open mic and leave before it’s done just because you’ve finished your shitty little poem or song you self-righteous prick.
 Thou shalt not return to the same club or bar week in, week out just ’cause you once saw a girl there that you fancied but you’re never gonna fucking talk to.

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Somewhere Over the Rainbow

Posted by Mr. Chadwick, December 15, 2007 01:57pm | Post a Comment






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Invasion U.S.A. Tonight at Midnight !

Posted by phil blankenship, December 15, 2007 11:55am | Post a Comment
Saturday Dec. 15

Chuck Norris saves
Christmas, America, and YOU!


Invasion USA

New Beverly Cinema
7165 W Beverly Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90036
(323) 938-4038
Midnight, $7





My real introduction to Gram Parsons ...

Posted by The Bay Area Crew, December 15, 2007 10:43am | Post a Comment
I came at Gram sideways, when my eyes saw the words ... Grievous Angel, Fallen Angel, Love Hurts  ... it was December, 2003 and I hadn't listened intently to any of Gram's music. I'd heard it over the years, but I'd never sat and played it in a dark room with my soul torn open, Gram playing on a little boombox while I sobbed like I could cry everyone's mortality away.

See, someone had just died. Here were all of her things, I'm trying to sort them out - and here was her Gram records. I had never known that Gram sang "Love Hurts,"  honest to God. I thought that was a Nazareth song. I know a lot about music, but sometimes I'm still that dumb kid who grew up in the 70's.

I spent about 3 weeks in that apartment listening to those albums over and over, and I thought ... this is what miracles are. That something so beautiful, angelic and sorrowful could whisper in the background of your life as your friends were all hip to it ... but sometimes the music waits until exactly when you need it. Then it runs you over like a Mack truck. The kind of Mack truck that heals you while you fall in love with it.

I had to put aside Gram for years, because the pain was too great. See, it was my best friend's Mom who had just died. I'd never been in a situation to have an aging parent, and I certainly had never been around to take an older woman to her (frustrating) doctor appointments, carry grocery bags upstairs and talk about how Nevada Barr is no Faulkner, but sometimes you can go the prettiest places in a 1.99 soft cover from Moe's Books in Berkeley, when you can't afford to get on a plane. Or when you're dying, and you probably know that deep in your bones. I'd never watched someone I respected so much ... just waste away. Disappear.

I wish we'd talked about her music too, because that woman had some damn good records. (You bet a whole lot of Emmylou was in in there was well.)  You never know someone it seems, until far too late. What would my life had been like if she'd hit play on "Love Hurts" back in the summer of 2003? Different, but in a way, I suppose this was better. I can't judge.

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