Seven Hours And Counting

Today is the big day, and the next seven hours are going to be crazy, I just know it. Like I said a few posts back, even if the matches are subpar, I've dedicated myself to having a good time at Backlash. Ain't nothin' gonna stop me now.

In other news, I played through the first village in Resident Evil 4 with the Handcannon yesterday after I unlocked it, and it's too cool for school. I upgraded it as far as I could get it, and that thing really is like a cannon shrunk down into handgun form. Usually it takes three or four shots to bust down a wooden door, but this bad boy will take it down in one. How awesome is that? I might have to play a little further than the village one of these days, just to see how quickly I can take out some of the bigger freaks. The Chicago Typewriter is great, and I don't want to dog it, but I think the Handcannon just may be cooler than it. It better be, for all the effort I had to put forth to acquire it.

Hurry Up and Get Here, Sunday

Backlash is in 24 hours or thereabouts, and the anticipation here is at a fever pitch.

The show is the first televised wrestling event I've ever attended, and the first WWE show I've been to since the summer of 2003. So yeah, you'd be correct in assuming that I'm at least a little excited. Why wouldn't I be? I've been excited for every show I've been to, but this one is a little special because myself and everyone in attendance get to share it with the entire world. Plus I'll get to own my own copy of the show in about a month (or whenever the DVD is released). So that makes Backlash a little different, doesn't it?

I'm such a mark.

Mission Accomplished

Just a few moments ago, I achieved something that I never thought I could. I have absolutely conquered, dominated, and destroyed the Mercenaries mini-game on Resident Evil 4.

Four levels. Five characters. Twenty five-star runs. And now, the Handcannon is unlocked. I thought I was unstoppable before, but now I'm even moreso.

I can now say that I have absolutely, without a doubt, defeated Resident Evil 4. All of it.

Time to party.

Two Days From Today

I really want to post, but I'm having a hard time thinking of a specific topic of discussion. This seems to happen a lot. But like any good blog writer, I'll just make it up as I go along. Come on, Alice, let's see how deep this rabbit hole goes.

Backlash is the day after tomorrow, and you can expect a big post about it around Monday or thereabouts. And depending on how the pictures I take turn out, it'll probably be an illustrated post too. I'll probably do a quickie post about it on Sunday night after the show just to get my immediate thoughts down. Besides, I'll probably be too worn out from all the excitement to really get too in depth right away. But I do plan on letting you guys reading know what it was like inside Rupp Arena during the show. I like to keep my readers updated on all the happenings in Suttonville, after all.

And that's all I've got for tonight. I wanted to get a post up, and I'm satisfied with my efforts here. I'm gonna wrap it up for the night, and until next time, excelsior.

Another Visit to Silent Hill

I saw Silent Hill again this afternoon, and I liked it just as much as I did on Sunday.

Personally, I liked it a lot more the second time around. While I found the acting average the first time, the cast grew on me the second time. Everyone is quirky and unique, and I really enjoyed Laurie Holden as the cynical cop who just wants to leave without suffering any grievous bodily harm.

The plot is kinda weak, but it's really secondary to the movie's motivation and intent. The driving force behind the movie is its desire to absolutely screw with the head of everyone in the audience. It's chock full of mind-bending visuals, terrifying monsters with a thirst for carnage and violence, and sound design that would make me wet my pants if I heard it in a haunted house. From that aspect, the movie is wonderful. Also wonderful is composer Jeff Danna's adaptation of Akira Yamaoka's awesome music from the Silent Hill games. The music is nothing short of outstanding.

The three and a half star review I gave it on Sunday stands, and I give it a recommendation. It isn't for those who don't like bizarre movies or who have weak constitutions, but I recommend it all the same.

Out for now.

Complete And Total Domination

I posted earlier about my progress on the Mercenaries side-game on Resident Evil 4, but I just made more progress than I ever imagined.

Using Wesker and his handy-dandy sniper rifle in the castle level, I annihilated 120 freaks for a final score of 108,420 points. That blew away my previous personal high score of 88,040.

In short, I rule.

Another Drive For Five

Made more progress in Resident Evil 4.

What kind of progress, you ask? I got my fourth five-star run with Leon today, which gives me four with him and four with Krauser. I still have those remaining twelve to get, so I'll have to start picking away at it with Ada, Hunk, and Wesker sometime. That's on my "To Do" list somewhere, for sure.

I just want to unlock that elusive Handcannon. I've got a good five or six million pesetas saved up in the main game, so price is not an issue. Getting there, on the other hand, will take a little time and effort.

But I'll get there, by hook or by crook.

Four Days And Counting

Moving on to other topics, Backlash is this coming Sunday, and I'm über-excited, of course. I'm bummed that the Spirit Squad wasn't booked for a match, but I'm sure the show will still be fun. And even if Ric Flair is stuck wrestling an opponent I don't care much for, I'm glad he'll be there. I've seen him live once before, when he was managing Randy Orton at the house show I attended in 2003, but I've never seen him actually wrestle. I still want to see Hulk Hogan in person since I think I'm one of the last true Hulkamaniacs, but I certainly won't complain about what I'm getting.

While I'm looking forward to every match on the show, I'm probably looking forward to the women's title match most of all. If you're a regular follower of the Matt Sutton Experience, then you probably saw my post about Mickie James a few weeks back. I'm proud that she's hit the big time, and I'm not completely sure, but I think Sunday will make her the only second person I've seen in person at both an OVW show and a WWE show, and the first that's booked in matches at both.

Good times.

"Aww, somebody got an ouchie?"

Most of you readers in the loop have heard about what happened to my sister, and on her behalf, thank you for the happy thoughts.

For those of you out of the loop, here's what happened. My little sister Bet wrecked her car late Monday night and had to be taken via helicopter to the University of Kentucky's hospital. The details are a little sketchy because Bet doesn't remember much, but she apparently ran off the road, took out a fence, and the car flipped end over end a few times before stopping very close to a pond. Luckily for her, the car landed right side up and not in the pond. Two wheels broke off and the paramedics had to cut the roof off the car, so unless she's pretty good with a welder's torch or wants a two-wheeled convertable, I doubt she'll be driving it anymore.

But don't worry, she's okay. She's stiff as a board from being immobilized for 12 hours, and her arm is wraped up in a splint due to what I think is nerve damage in her wrist. But that'll get better. As long as she isn't dead, things are going to be fine.

Once again, thanks for the happy thoughts.

The Hat Trick Is Complete

Finally, I have all three of those reviews finished and ready to share with the viewing public. So for your perusal, I have reviews of three huge monkey movies: the 1933, 1976, and 2005 versions of King Kong. Check 'em out.

MTV Movie Award Nominees

As it's become my wont over the years, here's the nominees for this year's MTV Movie Awards. I do it with the Oscars and Razzies, might as well post the Moonmen.

Best Movie:

• The 40-Year-Old Virgin
• Batman Begins
• King Kong
• Sin City
• Wedding Crashers

Best Performance:

• Steve Carell, The 40-Year-Old Virgin
• Jake Gyllenhaal, Brokeback Mountain
• Terrence Howard, Hustle & Flow
• Rachel McAdams, Red Eye
• Joaquin Phoenix, Walk The Line
• Reese Witherspoon, Walk The Line

Best Comedic Performance:

• Steve Carell, The 40-Year-Old Virgin
• Tyler Perry, Madea's Family Reunion
• Adam Sandler, The Longest Yard
• Vince Vaughn, Wedding Crashers
• Owen Wilson, Wedding Crashers

Best Frightened Performance:

• Jennifer Carpenter, The Exorcism of Emily Rose
• Dakota Fanning, War of the Worlds
• Paris Hilton, House of Wax
• Rachel Nichols, The Amityville Horror
• Derek Richardson, Hostel

Sexiest Performance:

• Jessica Alba, Sin City
• Beyoncé Knowles, The Pink Panther
• Rob Schneider, Deuce Bigalow: European Gigolo
• Jessica Simpson, The Dukes of Hazzard
• Ziya Zhang, Memoirs of a Geisha

Breakthrough Performance:

• Andre "3000" Benjamin, Four Brothers
• Jennifer Carpenter, The Exorcism of Emily Rose
• Isla Fisher, Wedding Crashers
• Taraji P. Henson, Hustle & Flow
• Romany Malco, The 40-Year-Old Virgin
• Nelly, The Longest Yard

Best On-Screen Team:

• Steve Carell, Paul Rudd, Seth Rogan, and Romany Malco from The 40-Year-Old Virgin
• Johnny Knoxville, Seann William Scott, and Jessica Simpson from The Dukes of Hazzard
• Ioan Gruffudd, Jessica Alba, Chris Evans, and Michael Chiklis from Fantastic Four
• Danial Radcliffe, Emma Watson, and Rupert Grint from Harry Potter & The Goblet of Fire
• Vince Vaughn and Owen Wilson from Wedding Crashers

Best Hero:

• Jessica Alba, Fantastic Four
• Christian Bale, Batman Begins
• Kate Beckinsale, Underworld: Evolution
• Ewan McGregor, Star Wars, Episode III: Revenge of the Sith
• Danial Radcliffe, Harry Potter & The Goblet of Fire

Best Villain:

• Tobin Bell, Saw II
• Hayden Christensen, Star Wars, Episode III: Revenge of the Sith
• Ralph Fiennes, Harry Potter & The Goblet of Fire
• Cillian Murphy, Batman Begins
• Tilda Swinton, The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch, & The Wardrobe

Best Fight:

• Kong vs. the planes in King Kong
• Stephen Chow vs. the axe gang in Kung Fu Hustle
• Angelina Jolie vs. Brad Pitt in Mr. & Mrs. Smith
• Ewan McGregor vs. Hayden Christensen in Star Wars, Episode III: Revenge of the Sith

Best Kiss:

• Jake Gyllenhaal and Heath Ledger, Brokeback Mountain
• Taraji P. Henson and Terrence Howard, Hustle & Flow
• Anna Faris and Chris Marquette, Just Friends
• Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt, Mr. & Mrs. Smith
• Rosario Dawson and Clive Owen, Sin City

So there you are, the nominees for this year's MTV Movie Awards. I must say, I don't get the reasoning behind nominating just Jessica Alba for "best hero" when 1.) she was a part of a bigger group of heroes, and 2.) she was the weak link in the cast to begin with.

But what do I know, I don't pick these nominees.

H.P. Lovecraft + David Lynch = Silent Hill

I caught a 1:00 showing of Silent Hill, and it is very much an H.P. Lovecraft story if it were told by David Lynch. It's a very surreal, bizarre experience with evil cults and deformed monsters, and a seemingly ambiguous ending that can be confusing if you aren't familiar with the Silent Hill universe. I'll admit, it confused me somewhat, since I've never played any of the games. But after reading some of the theories posted online, I understand it a little better.

Silent Hill is dark, demented, violent, and frightening. However, I do have a couple of minor complaints. The acting is hit-or-miss at times, a particular subplot ends with seemingly no resolution, and I wasn't exactly thrilled with the climax, and the movie sometimes seemed almost too dark (in terms of poor lighting). However, complaints aside, I thought the movie was a very exciting, trippy movie. Three and a half stars for Silent Hill, which just may be the best cinematic adaptation of a video game ever.

That's right, I said it.

The Drive For Five: A Story Of Success

Just a few minutes ago, I conquered Resident Evil 4 for the fifth time. Final stats: 939 enemies killed, with a final time of six hours, 37 minutes, and 54 seconds. That beats my old time of just over nine hours. Sadly, I was killed eleven times, the most since my first time through. For those counting, that was one accidental Ashley kill, and ten deaths via rolling boulder. Those are tough, and I'm not Indiana Jones. It happens. And I must admit, this time around is memorable for me, as I managed to kill Saddler without having to use that special rocket Ada throws you.

Because I don't need special tools to know how to rock.

A Little More News

Fun fact: This is post #345. Rock on.

Anyway, I've got some Backlash news. Whether it's good or bad, I don't know for sure, I'll leave that up to you. I talked to my partner in crime, Mo, tonight about things, and he has to work a 9:00 to 6:00 shift on the 30th. It would take 25 or 30 minutes to get back to our neighborhood, and giving him at least 20 minutes to swing by his house, get ready, then come get me, we wouldn't get out of here until around 7:00 at the latest. Accounting for traffic and stop lights, it'll take us at least an hour to get to Rupp Arena. The tickets say the show starts at 7:45 (while the big show itself won't start until 8:00), but we want to have plenty of time to get situated. We don't want to roll up in there and miss anything, you know?

He's been told that he'll have to wait and see what kind of workload they have that day before his manager will decide if he can leave early. He probably wouldn't need to leave until around 5:00 or 5:30, so hopefully, it'll be a slow day. Mo also mentioned that he knows a guy who has the 30th off and might swap days with him, so hopefully that will work out. So that's Plan A: work something out to either get the day off or be out of there by no later than 5:30.

We have a Plan B too, but hopefully, we can stick to Plan A. Plan B would consist of meeting up at the truck stop near here, just off the parkway between our neighborhood, his place of business, and Lexington. I prefer Plan A, but whatever works, I guess.

I should hopefully know if at least one part of Plan A is a go by the end of the week. If Mo can't switch days with that coworker, then I won't know one way or the other until Sunday afternoon at the latest.

More news as it happens. Out for now.

Finally, I Can Start That Third Review

The drive for five may not go as quickly as previously anticipated. The third part in my hat trick of reviews arrived in the mail from Netflix today, so I've got that to work on. I've been sitting on the other two finished reviews for a while, and I want to get it out of the way so I can get them all posted. I made a commitment to get all three done, and by golly, I'm gonna do it.

I'm sure that there is a balance to be found between my desire to conquer RE4 for a fifth time and finish that review that I've been meaning to write for the longest time. Like I've said in the past, these things tend to work themselves out. They always do.

The Drive for Five

Welcome back to my sleepy little corner of the Interweb. I'm glad you could make it.

I made a teeny-weeny bit more progress on The Mercenaries, scoring a five-stare run with Leon in the castle. That's about 85 freaks disposed of, along with a Superclaw. Way to go, me.

I still haven't jumped back into RE4's main game yet, but it's on my very long list of things to accomplish one of these days. I already have four victories over the game, and a fifth sounds prettty good. You know, I may actually jump into that right now. The drive for five starts here.

I Got A Fever...

...and the only prescription is more Resident Evil 4. That, and more cowbell. Gotta have more cowbell.

I've been playing that Mercenaries side game a lot lately, and I finally achieved a five-star ranking on every level with Krauser. It'll take a lot of time and effort, but I'm hoping to one day accomplish the same with the other four characters. That reward awaiting me on the other side of the necessary twenty five-star runs is daring me to come after it, and I'll get there soon enough. It's the only thing in the game that I have left to unlock, so I'm going to keep plugging away at it. That reward is going to be mine.

I've also put some thought into playing through the main game one more time. That's the great thing about Resident Evil 4. Once you get the hang of the controls and really get engrossed in it, the replayability is high. It's for sure my favorite game in my rather meager video game collection. If Capcom had the idea to remake the other five games in the core series using RE4's engine, they'd be even more awesome. I sadly have yet to play Code Veronica, but I do know that the Gamecube's versions of RE2 and RE3 could use a major overhaul in the graphics department. They're still fun, but it's hard to get into these clunky PS1-era graphics when RE0, the remake of RE1, and RE4 have these awesome visuals. But I guess that I'll survive, because if I'd played the games in their original forms ten years ago, I probably wouldn't have complained. So what do I know, huh?

And that's it for now. I might have more later if I can think of something. But if I don't, I think today was a good day for blogging. TTFN, dear readers.

More Backlash News, Of Sorts

This isn't much news, but it's something. I talked to my usual partner in crime about ten minutes ago, and he hasn't had the chance to speak to his department manager about his hours on the 30th. He's gonna try as soon as he can (which I hope is very soon, since the show is only a week and a half away), though he didn't shoot down my idea of calling in sick if he has to. I'll call in sick for him if I have to, just as long as he can get that night off. I would.

I think the situation is on its way to getting worked out, and hopefully this little turn in the road to the pay-per-view has been just a minor speed bump. But let's just wait and see what happens next.

Future Projects

Did a little nosing around YouTube, and ended up coming up with more ideas for new reviews I'd like to write. It just takes me forever to get the reviews started, then finished to my satisfaction. And even after I get them published, they're still works-in-progress. I'm always tinkering around with them, whether it be discovering typos, fixing grammatical errors, or just putting a little polish on them. So much work, not enough time. Once you get word on that 36-hour day, Lib, let me know. It could be helpful when working on new inductions for Sutton At The Movies.

I still have the third part of that previously mentioned review trifecta to work on, as well. It'll still be a while, since Netflix can be slow (and let's be honest, so can I). I do promise all three will be up sooner or later, but it just takes a little patience.

There are plenty of movies in the DVD collection and my Netflix queue that I'd like to review, but it's simply a matter of getting off my lazy butt and putting forth the effort. I'll have to name "getting around to my next project" as my next project. How's that for zen?

No New News

Another day, another post. Let's go to work.

I haven't gotten any updated on the Backlash situation yet. But once I find out, you'll hear it here first. This ordeal better rectify itself in a positive way, because I haven't spent the last few weeks getting excited for nothing. At the very least, I'd hope my buddy would be able to trade shifts with someone. Or maybe he could just call in sick and go hang out with me. I'd skip work to hang out with me any day of the week. Who wouldn't want to do that?

But as I said, I'm sure the situation will work itself out. These things always do.

A Minor Snafu

Talked to the holder of the other Backlash ticket, and my excitement got brought down a peg or two. He got moved to another department at his job last week, and now he isn't for sure if he'll be able to get his schedule set for the 30th. He's going to see what he can do, and I hope things can get settled.

If he can't go, then the tickets are useless. Y'see, I don't have a driver's license, and I live so far out in the boonies that public transportation is a foreign term. I also don't know anyone (in this neck of the woods, anyway) that would take that second ticket in the event that he can't go.

I don't want to spend $106.85 on something that won't be put to good use. Sure, I could scalp them or sell them on eBay or something, but where is the fun in that? That would be more disappointing than anything.

But here's hoping there won't be problems. Things better work out. They will, I'm sure.

I hope so, anyway.

Two Weeks From Today

Backlash is in two weeks, and the excitement is starting to build back up. The 30th can't get here quick enough.

As I said some time back, as the days get closer, I'm going to feel more and more like a kid waiting for Christmas morning. I've been to three events in the past, and each time, I've been so excited, I couldn't stand it. This one is no different. I'm probably even more excited than all three previous shows combined.

My guess is it's because of the whole "I'm on TV" vibe. The other three were non-televised, and though they were each special in their own way, they didn't have the same atmosphere as I would assume something being broadcast live around the world would be. Come on, it's pay-per-view! You can't go wrong with that. Well, yeah, I guess the show could suck, but at least I'd get to see it suck in person. That actually has the chance to be fun, I guess.

That's the thing. Even in the event of every match being horrendously bad, I'm sure it will be a fun kind of bad. "Ed Wood movie marathon" bad. I can enjoy the fun kind of bad, because it's amusing at the very least. As long as it isn't completely bad, then I'll be okay. Of course, I'm hoping it won't be bad at all, but anyway.

The next two weeks are going to feel like they're taking forever, I just know it. That always seems to happen, and I hate it when it does. If Father Time could help me out, that would be great.

Come on, Father Time, hook a brother up. Please?

One of Those Days

Things are great, thanks for asking.

Today has been such a lazy day. Lazier than usual. It's one of those days where it's such a nice day that you get way too comfortable and don't feel like doing anything but relaxing. One of those days.

It's such a nice day, I don't think I'll be getting much accomplished. I just can't be bothered with menial tasks today. Not part of the plan. Screw the TPS Reports, Lumburgh, I'm playing Tetris.

The path to destiny has a few rest stops along the way. And today, that isn't a problem.

Wait, She's How Old?

I'm wanting to post again, but can't think of anything specific to discuss. Hmm, let's throw stuff and see what sticks, shall we? Okay then, let's jump right into it.

I was going through Wikipedia's article on 1982, and I'm surprised at how many celebrities are all the same age as me. Who'd have thought Jessica Biel was 24? Not me. I thought she'd be 26 or 27 or something like that. Anyway, the reason I was researching that was because IMDB.com is highlighting that today is Sarah Michelle Gellar's 29th birthday. Buffy is pushing 30? Inconceivable!

Speaking of birthdays, happy birthday to Willow of the NHGs. Happy happies, Wil.

Today has been a pretty day outside. It's about time Mother Nature did something good for a change. Unfortunately, I don't have any plans scheduled for the evening. What a bummer.

The "State of the Blog" Address

Sometimes I wonder about the nature of The Matt Sutton Experience.

I started up on Tripod.com back in 2001 simply because my neighbor Kenny had his own blog on Tripod. I saw his and figured if he could do that, so could I. I didn't really have any idea or real plan what I wanted to do with it, or if anyone would ever read it. But it was there. After four years of plying my trade at Tripod, I moved over to Blogger. Again, everybody else is doing it, why didn't I. I liked the layout, and I thought (and still think) it's more efficient than working with my older setup. I still keep the Tripod blog around, and I don't plan on parting ways with it. But I know what I prefer, y'know what I mean?

But nearly four and a half years after I opened up my little shop of horrors, I think I've finally found purpose. What started as a way for me to rip off my neighbor is now a labor of love. Both the Original Experience and the New Hotness serve as a place for me to collect my thoughts, to speak my mind, and to share with what little readership I have. The Matt Sutton Experience, in both its forms, have evolved from a poorly produced attempt at a personal website, to not really much of anything, to the unchained beast it is today.

The blog has become much more entertaining and fun over the years, especially on a personal level. I wrote sometime back that if it wasn't fun, I wouldn't do it. And it's still fun. I'm enjoying what I do here. I'll admit that I don't operate the best blog out there, but I do what I can. And though I don't have many readers (that I know about, anyway), I hope the ones I do have are enjoying the journey.

I know I am.

More Reviews Soon?

I had an idea for a review or two I could write after the hat trick I'm working on is finished up, but I'll probably wait until Netflix sends them to me before I decide whether or not I'll commit to reviews. I don't want to say I'll write about them, then watch them and not want to write the reviews. Even if it's a bad review, I like to have a little enthusiasm while writing. Take, for example, my reviews of Superman IV and Catwoman. I don't particularly enjoy writing bad reviews, but my complete and total disappointment in regards to those two movies really made it easy to make fun of them. And I have no problem making fun of a bad movie if it deserves it.

Out for now.

Nine seconds? Twenty-five seconds? Who cares?

Why can I never think of any decent things to post about? Man, this is tougher than I thought. Eh, I'm sure I'll think of something. I've never let a little thing like writer's block slow me down before, have I? Of course not.

And I think I have something...

I got the first Wrestlemania from Netflix yesterday, thanks to the third review I had briefly being listed as a "short wait." (Don't fret, the three reviews will be coming soon, I promise.) I know it was 1985 and that it was the first one, but whose bright idea was it to include two jobber squashes on the biggest show of the year? And is it just me, or did the timekeeper get distracted for 15 seconds or so during that Bundy/Jones match? Or was he living in some kind of weird time warp? Because announcing that a 25-second match lasted only nine is a little odd.

But I guess everything has to start somewhere, so I can't really knock on the first Wrestlemania. Can I?

One More For The Archives

I hate it when I want to post, but can't think of anything to talk about. That just bugs me to no end. I don't know how some of my colleagues around this here Interweb manage to churn them out so regularly. How do you do it? I guess I'll just wing it, as is my wont.

Backlash is three weeks from yesterday, and my initial excitement is starting to cool off. It was probably just the whole buzz of actually holding the tickets in my hand. Now that I've had them for a little while, it's gone from "yay, I have the tickets" to "when is the 30th gonna get here already?". That whole week before the 30th is going to kill me, too. It'll be like a kid waiting for Christmas morning. And I just know it'll be like that when I buy the DVD of the show, just so I can watch and see if I can find myself in the audience. The whole "hooray, I'm on TV" novelty is something else, folks. I don't work well with anticipation, what can I say?

You know those stupid ringtone commercials that are all over late night television? I saw one last night advertising Larry The Cable Guy ringtones. Excuse me, but who in their right mind would want that? I weep for humanity.

I'm not exactly a fan of all those ringtone commercials anyway. I don't know what it is, but they annoy me so much. I don't even own a cell phone, making me part of the 0.1% of the population that doesn't own one. What's the big deal?

But there are some commercials out there that I do like, and those are the ads for the Silent Hill movie. It looks like there may finally be a movie that breaks the stereotype of bad/mediocre cinematic video game adaptations. And I know your mileage may vary, but it looks pretty darn scary too. Pyramid Head looks awesome as well. That dude is hardcore.

However, the movie I'm most looking forward to is Snakes on a Plane. Best movie title ever.

I'm not the biggest fan of the comic strip, but I'm starting to get addicted to the Boondocks cartoon on Adult Swim. I don't care much for the Huey character, but I love the supporting cast, especially Riley.

And that's all I've got. I started out with nothing to talk about, and I ended up touching on all kinds of random junk. Even if it was silly rambling for the most part, I still accomplished my main goal: I got one more post up. And that's all I really wanted out of this one.

So all in all, mission accomplished for today. Out for now.

Slither, Again

Saw Slither again this afternoon in Danville, and I stand by my mini-review from yesterday. It's still as funny and as icky as last time.

Got the chance to play a little pool after the movie, at a game room in Perryville I'd passed by a few times. Did a little better than I thought I would, actually. Plans will be made to do this again.

The third review in the hat trick will have to hold for a little longer, thanks to Netflix currently listing its availability as a "short wait." But I promise, faithful followers, that I'm going to get it done as soon as it comes in. As a journeyman in the field of amateur movie reviews, I'm rather adverse to letting my audience down. There might be delays or setbacks, but when I get that third one, it'll be up.

That's all the news that's fit to print. Out for now.

"It's just a bee sting!"

Caught the 7:30 show of Slither with some people I know from Frankfort. And now, here's thoughts.

The movie seems to be a quasi-remake of Night of the Creeps (kudos to those of you who've seen that movie), combined with the "body horror" style made popular by the likes of David Cronenberg. Slither's an unabashed horror/dark comedy B-movie, and it seems like the filmmakers realized that the movie could be considered silly and ran with it.

Slither is downright gross too, in terms of the amount of blood and guts depicted. Really, the effects are gloriously ugly. I don't really want to give away all that many spoilers, but if you've been disturbed by the trailers and television commercials, it's much more gross than that. So those of you who are squemish or have weak stomachs would do well to avoid Slither.

But I'll gladly give Slither a solid three and a half stars for being a fun, entertaining throwback to the silly horror movies of the '80s. I enjoyed it, and if you like movies like this, you might enjoy it too.

Out for now.

Looking Back, Heading Forward

Oftentimes I somehow get the assumption that I just don't really have anything to post about. But while I was going through my archives, I noticed that I've been a posting machine this year. I'm not aiming for a Libby-esque streak of a post a day for a million years, but I do what I can.

It's also quite obvious that my posting habits have drastically improved. While I was going through the older posts adding titles, I noticed that there were quite a few months where I made as few as two or three posts. And there were even one or two occasions where I'd posted only once. How did I manage to make only one post a month? I can do a lot better than that. I mean, really, how hard is it to ramble about something for a few sentences a little more often than that? Shame on me.

I must say, though, that maintaining The Matt Sutton Experience is much more fun now than it was when I first set up shop in this tiny little corner of cyberspace. It might have taken me a couple of years to really hit my groove, but now I have something that I'm very proud of. My blog and my movie reviews are my babies, I can't help but to take pride in them.

Mickie James, WWE Women's Champion

Wrestlemania 22 was Sunday night, and sadly, I missed it. But I'm definitely going to buy the DVD, as I've made it a habit to buy Wrestlemania's DVD release every year. I've picked up the individual DVDs of 15 through 21, though I haven't had the chance to pick up one through 14. But once I come across the $150 to $200 it'd take to get them all, I totally will. I'm a completist, no matter what.

My personal favorite bit of news coming out of Wrestlemania is that Mickie James won the Women's Championship. Those of you I talk wrestling with know that she's currently one of my favorite wrestlers. I first ran across her when she was in TNA as a valet for Raven, using her old indy name "Alexis Laree." She didn't wrestle all that much, but I ended up becoming a fan primarily because I thought she was cute. (I'm just a man, after all.) She ended up getting hired by WWE and assigned to their OVW farm team here in Kentucky, and that's where I really grew to appreciate her. I mean, she was just awesome in the ring. If you can ever find a tape of one of her matches with Smackdown's Jillian Hall, check it out. There's one from sometime last year that's absolutely amazing, if you can find it. And getting to sit in the second row and watch her wrestle at an OVW show is one of my prouder moments as a wrestling fan.

I'm really happy that she got promoted to WWE, so a wider audience can see what I've been enjoying watching so much. Like Libby said over at her blog, the Single White Female angle with Trish Stratus has been pure gold. She's great in the ring and plays a great psycho, so putting the title on her totally makes this fan happy.

And that's all I've got. TTFN, dear readers.

Two Down, One To Go

Just wrapped up writing the second of those three reviews. I'm going to start writing the third in a few days once I get it from Netflix, so we're in the home stretch. No set timetable on when the third one will be finished, but don't worry, it'll get done.

The Sound of Music is a Dull Ringing?

Just got back from a concert put on by Nashville Star runner-up Miranda Lambert. I'm not really the most dedicated country music fan, but it was a fun show. Though I must admit that I probably would have enjoyed it more had I not been stuck sitting right next to the speakers. I'm not all the way deaf, but I'm almost there. My feet are sore, my back is in less than the best of shape, and I'm hoping that the dull ringing in my ears will go away after a good night's sleep.

And that's where I'm headed shortly.