hopefully the kiddies will make me proud

THX 1138 (1971): movies that are left to interpretation are great to watch, but movies where you have to interpret every single scene are awful. it was so confusing and the plot was far from coherent. i still have no clue about most of what went down in that movie. lucas may be a genius for some of his later work, but as far as this goes, its amazing this got produced at all. coppola should remove his name from any credits on this film. the only good that came out of this movie is a pretty sweet sound system for theaters. don't see. this is right up there with dune.

Meet the Fockers (2004): it had its funny moments and i really enjoyed hoffman and streisand. but it obviously didn't compare to the first. the jokes weren't that funny and the plot seemed to have been made up on the day of the shoot. they basically took everything from the first movie and tried to incorporate it with the fockers. i'm thinking it needed more owen wilson. he added a really nice touch to the first movie. you aren't gonna miss anything by not seeing this. you know they get married at the end and everyone is in that stupid little circle. but i'm sure some out there will really like it. you either do or you don't. i think it really doesn't deserve all the money its made. i'm all for deniro making the bills, but not this way. don't see.

Escape From the Planet of the Apes (1971): part 3 and like a fine wine, in the end, it going straight to the toilet. its now set in the 1970s and they had to come up with some massive plot holes to keep this sequel going. some of the story line makes no sense whatsoever. and its been queer-rized by throwing in terrible 70s pop culture and cheesy porno synthesizer beats. its lost every wonderful element that the first one had. however, it should be noted that its getting interesting to see how the story and future of the apes unfold. its like terminator or star wars where you know there is an inevitable future, but its all about how you get to it. i'm gonna say that you shouldn't see it, however after i'm all done watching them, i might have to go back on that statement. it will stand for now though.

then there was snowboarding. lets get the bad out of the way. i was still alone. i tried to go off a rail, but fell and landed on my tush and leg. still hurts as i type this. did a wonderful face plant into the snow after it got dark and i couldn't see the ground. went through a ton of trails in the trees, but it got pretty narrow and i ended up getting pretty acquainted with our wooden friends. and yelled at some 12 year olds on a lift who were kind enough to point out that their grandmother can ride faster than i. on a brighter note however, i'm getting really fast and don't fall nearly as much. i'm attempted to do little jumps here and there, but so far i'm having a tough time. my morale is sometimes low out there because everyone seems so amazing. i'm going to keep trying and will probably be back up there in two weeks. also got a sweet new stomp pad and a nice leash for my board.

speaking of sports, i've never really been into them that much. i played soccer when i was like 6, but i doubt you could count on me making the winning goals, or most likely any for that matter. i was never in any other sports on a team other than that year probably because we couldn't afford it. and besides, who wants the fat kid on their team? i remember playing tether ball of course, but what i loved more than anything was four-square. that was probably the first thing in life i was truly good at. we all had our own rules we'd call if we got to first square and i can probably still remember all 10 or so of mine if i tried. i dominated the court in my day. after that it was marching band if you count it as a sport. i don't see why you wouldn't though. it will be a sport in my book till the day i die and i'd like to see anyone argue that. later on when i had the money it became the batting cages. i'd blow $50 a week on that place and got amazing in the "fast" and decent in the "very fast" cages. that ended when qwest did. now instead of my hits i get blisters. and as you know, my professional sports days are just snowboarding. i picture myself being an old dad who is hopefully really good and can teach his kids at like age 4. i want them to be good at sports unlike what i ever was. i was far from a jock or any of the "cool" guys. just a fat kid on the soccer field.