Hulk SMASH!

So I finally watched The Hulk today. Nothing to do but watch DeeVamaDees today, though, because I barely feel well enough to walk from one room to the next....Until today, I haven't really had that much of an inclination to watch The Hulk because it just seemed like it would be really cheesy and dumb--considering I never much liked the Hulk comic books, either--but inmostlight has had many good things to say about this film, and I trust his judgment in these matters, so when I saw it in the video store today I figured, hey, might as well break down and just see it already.

This movie FUCKING ROCKS. Everything about it busted my ass and made me wish I'd gotten off my high horse and went to see this movie in the theatre. Along with Spider-Man, this has to be one of the best comic-book movies ever made--and Ang Lee's visual direction, laying out scenes in the film as though they were panels in a comic, went a loooooooooong way toward making the film a grand experience. It never let you forget that you're watching a comic, so naturally the science is going to be hokey and there will be some cheesiness, but I was surprised that this film actually had a bit more depth than I was expecting. The feller who played Bruce Banner did a great job at capturing the whole aspect of buried rage that's so necessary for firing up the Big Green Guy....

Now, I'd thought the visual FX were going to look kinda goofy--which is one of the reasons I'd avoided the movie heretofore. Nothing I hate more than really cheesy CGI. But, Jesus, the FX in The Hulk were just flatout amazing. Sure, there are moments when things look really computerized--but then you have scenes like the fight with the three mutant dogs (one of which looks just like an old friend of mine's Akita), which are so fluid and beautifully blocked that I damnear drooled watching them. The making-of features on the extra DeeVamaDee are sooooo worth watching in order to further appreciate the amount of work that went into the FX...and that work really shows through.

Hell, the only thing I didn't like all that much was the final fight with Nick Nolte. It was okay, and suitably apocalyptic...but, Idaknow, something about it all just seemed off.

Nonetheless...a grand experience, all told! And now I understand more than ever why friends of mine have called me Bruce Banner whenever I get really, really, really pissed--which is rare but, from what they've told me, quite memorable. I have yet to turn green and fling a car across the city, though, but you never know....

Another one done!

The debute A Doctrine of Works album, Eleventy-Seventy Names in Vain, is DONE! DONE AS HELL! So done, I never want to listen to it again as long as I live...or at least until next Thursday. Aaaaaaaaaanyway, copies should be available for purchase from me and at Eide's, as usual, in about two weeks--I'm still working on the cover art, and that's going to the printers this Monday (along with the derek.cf.PEGRITZ EPs' art, too).

Here's the final tracklisting:
1. Blastaphemous!
2. If you meet the Buddha, kill the Buddha
3. The Hour of the Sin Chicken
4. I made a frankenstein
5. Victim of a Harlot
6. Gnawing Gnosis
7. Psychoheresy
8. The Sacred River of Go Fuck Yourself
9. The Colon of the Prophet
10. Light up a Zarathustra
11. Infected by Christ! (Thanks, Bonnie)
12. The Initial Secret
13. The Secondary Secret
14. get humped by a horse n ur organs busted (hey it could happen)
15. 3 Minutes Gloong (speakerbuster mix)

Slightly more than an hour of complete and utter blastaphemous audial retardation! As nukleardekay called it when he heard a a few sample tracks a couple of months ago, "the most undanceable dance music ever made." Werd. I guarantee you you will all hate it, but you will buy it anyway and listen to it nonstop because you are all masochists who for some reason like the crap I put out. :)

Oh, and there will be samples online to check out within the next two days--in fact, most likely by tomorrow afternoon! Check 'em out and weep teasrs of bitter grief that you ever believed in the existence of the Communist Gangster Computer God. This means you, mathematical.

Quote of the Week!

From www.somethingawful.com's "New Year's Even Throughout History":

29 A.D. Living up to his reputation as a mean drunk, Jesus turns six of his wise men into loaves of bread and punches out a sheep. While throwing the uppercut which he would later regret, the savior is heard shrieking, "The meek shall inherit my fist!"