Redband Paul trailer is awesome (NSFW)

Paul starring Nick Frost and Simon Pegg and has the voice of Seth Rogen looks histerical. But, up until now, it looked like a cute little family, geek movie. Well, the redband trailer is out, and it seems to be a bit more raunchy than that. And, yet, I can't wait to see this movie even more now!

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How not to learn from a mistake: Clash of the Titans edition

Did you see the remake of Clash of the Titans starring Liam Neeson, Sam Worthington, Gemma Arterton and Ralph Fiennes? Most people didn't like it. They said it was silly, and stupid, and lacked plot. All of which I agree with. That being said, I kinda liked the movie. There's one thing, however, I really disliked, and that's the terrible 3-D effects. You see, the movie wasn't shot in 3-D, it was converted later, and hastily, I might add. The result was a nauseating, dark movie that ruined the good special effects they did have. Now, the sequel is ramping up, looking to make the same mistake.

/Film announced the sequel would not film in 3-D either, but would be later up converted into 3-D to get that extra money for the 3-D seats. The issue here is that the same mistakes will be made again, and once again, I will be really annoyed. I mean, who, thinks this is a good idea? Sure, 3-D was new last year, and everyone was hoping for a recreation of the Avatar experience. But now, we are jaded, knowing we won't get that experience anytime soon. So, really, who will be shelling out the extra $5 or more? I would say very few. Box office numbers will have the final say, but look for this to be quite underwhelming, if something amazing isn't done.

What do you think? Is this fake 3-D a smart move? Or does it annoy you? Have you see the remake?

A good friend, a new star RIP Mr. Bartha

For those of you who don't know, a good friend of mine, Rev. Johnny Bartha passed away on Saturday. When I lose someone in my life, I find it better to be a calm, level head and simply write something to express my grief. It's how I deal, so you get to read it.

So, Rev. Bartha was more than a friend, he was a truly great pastor. I had only visited a few of his sermons, but as a man who doesn't have the strongest of faith, he made me want to jump up and go out into the world and be all I could be and bring God into my heart. Yes, he was that good. Every church he went to, he had people that would drive for hours to hear his raw, uncensored, inspiring speeches.

I didn't call him my Pastor, however. I called him my friend. He was more than a pastor, or even my friend, he was my sisters father-in-law. They say you can measure a man by his family, and I think Mr. Bartha would be very proud to be measured in such a manner. His family was so important to him, and like anything, when it's important, and you work at it, it can turn out well, and his family is amazing, with beauty and the strength of its patriarch. The biggest smile I had ever seen was the two days he saw his grandchildren come into the world. There was clearly no happier man on Earth on those two days, and that will be the image that sticks in my mind the most.

So, I called him my friend, despite being all these other great things. I sadly didn't know him as well as I would like, as I'm sure so many people would say. It makes this loss that much worse, as he was truly a great man. He was a guy you could talk to about anything. He was wise, but not in such a way as he would hold it over you. He was funny, making you forget he was anything but a nice guy, and he was loyal to those around him, offering to help, like the rest of his family does, at the drop of a hat.

One thing I will always remember that sums of the character of the great Rev. Bartha, was when my grandfather was having heart surgery. This was some time ago, and Mr. Bartha had only met my grandfather a couple of times. Like any surgery, my grandfather, along with the rest of the family was nervous of his recovery. It was merely mentioned to Mr. Bartha, who was down at the hospital an hour later, talking to my grandfather, instantly making him feel at ease. I don't know what they discussed, but I'm sure it ranged from what cars they drove to the power of God, and everything in between. After their talk, my grandfather was no longer nervous, he was happy, knowing God was with him, and that he had such a great friend.

So, when I look up at the sky tonight, I will remember a great pastor, a loving family man and a great friend, and at some point, I'll see a star give that signature twinkle of the Bartha smile and I'll know he is doing just fine.

Rest in Peace my friend

Check out the piece the local paper, the St. Petersburg Times did Feb. 22.

Second THOR Trailer looks really good!

The first Super Bowl trailer for Thor looked ok at best. I wasn't super impressed, since it didn't tell me much of anything. So, he's the thunder god, and Natalie Portman is in this, fantastic. The new trailer, however, tells me so much more. It adds a bit of comedy, and shows some great special effects and some serious action. This makes me really excited for the movie. What do you think?

Dead Island Video Game trailer blows most movie trailers away

I'm a bit of a gamer. I'll admit it. Recently, video games have used several cinematic techniques to enhance the experience the gamer has, making you feel more in the game than ever. Well, with this video game trailer, they've made a better trailer than most movies. I haven't seen anything getting me so excited for zombies since Zombieland. Check this out, and prepare to be amazed!

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Box Office Breakdown - Adam Sandler beats Bieber

The Adam Sandler and Jennifer Aniston comedy Just Go for It took the top spot, proving Sandler still has a box office draw, but the big story is Bieber mania proving a 14 year old girl really does have a movie drag. I'm also surprised True Grit is still going strong after 7 weeks in the box office. The Eagle, starring Channing Tatum did what I expected it to do, crap. And Gnomeo and Juliet did alright, but I would bet it will grow legs and have some staying power.

What did you see this weekend?

BOX OFFICE TOP TEN
1. Just Go With It - $31 million ($31 million total)
2. Justin Bieber: Never Say Never - $30.6 million ($30.6 million total)
3. Gnomeo and Juliet - $25.5 million ($25.5 million total)
4. The Eagle - $8.6 million ($8.6 million total)
5. The Roommate - $8.4 million ($26 million total)
6. The King's Speech - $7.4 million ($93.8 million total)
7. No Strings Attached - $5.6 million ($59.9 million total)
8. Sanctum - $5.1 million ($17.5 million total)
9. True Grit - $3.8 million ($160.3 million total)
10. The Green Hornet - $3.6 million ($92.3 million total)

A Wedding to Remember Part IV: The Voyage Home (Suck it Star Trek)

So, the wedding drama had been conquered, and we were back on the easy-track to marriage. Things were going great as each decision was being decided one after another. I felt like either we were pros or we had stayed at a Holiday Inn last night. Either way, the drama was gone, we were in love, and things were good. But I wanted my future wife to move in with me. Ya know, get things started now. How is that going to affect things? Well, of course it can't be too easy.

A little over three years ago, I bought a house. They say the best days of buying a house is the day you buy it and the day you sell it. I love my house, and since no one can sell a house now, it's about to be our humble abode. There are some obstacles, like a roomate I've had for three years, and the fact the house has lacked a certain feminine touch for, well, pretty much ever (I think there's still chinese in the fridge from 3 years ago). It can't be a problem, right?

The first thing, was letting my roommate know he was being replaced by a far prettier person than he. I told him that we were engaged, and that I wanted my future wife living with me as soon as possible. Mainly it was a money issue. We needed to save all the money we could. Also, this living apart thing was seriously cramping our style. I enjoyed spending all the time I could with her, and the few moments I didn't see her between going to work and going to bed would have to be remedied.

So, I told my roommate he needed to start looking. As I looked around, trying to assess how this house would change, I started to notice some glaring "issues." When is the last time I cleaned that fan? Did my roommate ever use a vaccum? Will my fiance pass out when she sees this? Good God! That dust-bunny is bigger than the dog! Yeah, some cleaning would have to be done. No problem right? I can clean. In certain circles, they call me "Mr. Clean." That's easy enough.

So, as the old roomate leaves, I look around at all the things that were very bachelor-pad like. The smell, the dust in the corners, the porn, err, uhh, the magazines, and a lot of the furniture. It would have to go, if this place would turn into our home. As the stuff piled up, the house started to look a bit like a home. Frames were placed, junk was thrown away and that mark on the wall magically disappeared. It's like we were building a home from scratch.

So, I learned a few things on our voyage to home making. First off, it's a lot of hard work. Secondly, my future wife can clean better than anyone. And thirdly, it requires, like everything else in our lives, a bit of compromise. She threw some stuff out, as did I. We wanted to make our home together, and we are happy for it. Now, we are relishing in our lives together, as we get closer to each other, cook, and love the living together life. Another dream checked off the list.

As we went to bed the other night, exhausted from non-stop moving and cleaning, with our animals next to us, snuggling down into our bed, in our home, my wonderful, sweet, amazing future wife uttered "now we can get back to planning our wedding." I do love my fiance.

A Wedding to Remember Part III: Revenge of the Colors

So, things were going well. My future wife had selected her bridesmaids and her maid of honor. I had selected my best men, and told them they would be armed for the ceremony, ya know, just in case there were any debates. Things were going along well, we had made peace with the fact it would be our wedding, and that we were going to have a good time, that is, until we brought up colors.

If there are any guys reading this, let me warn you, colors are an important thing. Apparently, they are supposed to all match up, creating a beautiful theme, that goes along with the month of the wedding, and a certain message of love. Not only did I not know that colors affect place settings, and bridesmaid dresses, but they are also supposed to go with wedding cakes, and it's really, really bad to have certain colors on certain months. I mean, really bad. Like talking during a movie bad.

So, we had decided on October 15th, but the problem is, October is a fall month, which means Autumn, which means brown. Lots of brown. Brown and Orange, maybe, but more brown. The problem is, brown was not on the list of colors we liked. Is brown really on anyone's liked colors? I don't think so. On the list of M&M's, it's always at the bottom. It's the color you eat when green and blue and red are gone. So, we had reached our first obstacle. The dreaded colors. I refused to let them best us, but what to do? I don't want someone busting up our wedding because we didn't follow the rules.

Finally, I asked what colors she liked, and my fiance, being the amazing woman she is, said stop saying "I don't know, and tell me what you like." She may have added a few additional words, with a slight Hispanic accent, but you get the idea. Finally, we realized we like blue and silver, and to hell with the wedding police (please don't arrest us). It was yet another obstacle we easily overcame, but the drama was there.

I like how, even through all this stuff is going on, and so much more I've not mentioned, we never really argued. We always kinda just sat down, and discussed things. She would deal with me being an idiot, and I would deal with her being amazing, and we would move on. Of all the conversations we had, the only thing that determined how bad of a conversation it was, was how much wine it would take. Most often, it was very little. It was another clear sign this road we were on together would be a long, smooth one.

The colors were done, and it was time for locations. This is the part that I thought would be difficult, but the difficulties never came around. It was partially due to our budget being quite small, and partially because my future wife is incredible, but it was a non-issue. We like beach stuff, and it's Florida, so that's pretty common, but looking at beach stuff we realized sand everywhere and salt water spray is extremely costly. Fortunately, my supportive family stepped in, and offered their humble abode up for the picking. As the bills started to rise, and moving in was lurking on us both, what was once a really good option became a life-saving option. So, we had our location. I know, we're really rolling, aren't we?

COMING UP: A WEDDING TO REMEMBER PART IV: The Voyage Home (Suck it Star Trek)

X-Men First Class Trailer

This looks rather promising, actually. I was a huge fan of the comic books, but thought the movies were mediocre at best. Too much Wolverine and not enough of everything else. It just didn't sit well with me. This, however, has a hint of something more, if done right. What do you guys think? Do you want to see the X-men stop the Cuban Missle Crisis?

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A Wedding to Remember Part II: Secret of the Booze

So, she said 'yes!' We rode Space Mountain, and relished in the fact we were more than just girlfriend and boyfriend. Our friends, who were so supportive, hugged us, and cried with us, and shared a moment that, at that point, would be the best of my life. It wouldn't hit us on the Rock and Roll Rollercoaster, or Tower of Terror, or Margaritaville later that evening. It didn't hit us the next day, either, as we soaked up the Orlando fun. In fact, it didn't hit us until we came back to reality, and someone asked 'so, when are you getting married?' I just had the most stressful, amazing, beautiful moment of my life, and you already want an encore? Now what?

We decided, the first thing to do, as the weight of a wedding came dropping down upon us, right in the middle of the engagement honeymoon was that we needed to ask that question. "Pick a day that means something" the Facebook status said. I guess I never thought about that. You just don't pick the third Saturday of the month that you save enough for the bill. I'm learning all kinds of stuff! So, we picked the date I asked her to be my girlfriend. It was now the second best day of my life, and it had a certain symmetry to it. That was easy, right? Where's the beer...

My fiance is amazing. Nothing phases her. She looks normal stress in the eye and gives it a big, Cuban middle finger. She is my rock, among being so much else for me. I've never seen such a strong, beautiful woman. But at some point between deciding when to have a wedding, picking a brides maid, juggling locations, trying to find a budget, debating when to move in, and dealing with my normal social clumsiness, she started to get stressed. It was mainly my fault, I had no idea what to do. I used the term "table thingys" for the love of Zeus!

So, I decided I had better be her rock, as she always was for me. I tried to be caring, and loving, and let her know that I truly wanted to help, not just relieve her stress, but help plan our wedding. It was an unusual moment for us, because neither of us knew what we were doing, and both were too proud to say we felt scared. We realized we needed each other more than ever.

The first bit of drama with all of this was the "you're getting married already" remark. Here I am, saying this is the woman I want to be with forever, I even have the ring, and you are asking if I am sure? Maybe you could get your foot off my man parts while you're at it! It was tough. I knew what I was doing, and the people who were claiming to be friends were questioning me. I am not an idiot, and I didn't go around giving women rings. Quite the contrary, here I am, near 30, and I'm planning a wedding for the first time and dealing with stupid remarks.

After friend drama, we both became closer. We had each other, and it was obvious that was all we needed. We also had a date, and my fiance had done hours upon hours worth of research. We were worshiping at the shrine of the Google, as we tried to soak up everything we could. I even read a book my fiance's sister-in-law got me. There was nothing I wasn't reading, and there were more links than a chain, and more talk of food, and money, and clothes and money, and people and money than I could deal with. We narrowed down what we wanted, we just had to work out the details.

The devil is in the details. Apparently, they charge for dresses, and alcohol and food, and the right to have a ceremony. The time was coming to have the most stressful conversation of all. The money conversation. Let me tell you, having alcohol nearby, like a kid with his teddy bear is a good thing. It's a terrible conversation to have. But, like so many others we had, my fiance made me feel at ease, as we tackled every monetary barrier. So, we had a budget. There weren't as many zero's as I had hoped, and no one would be confusing our number with a phone number, or even a zip code, probably not even an age, but, hey, it's a step, right?

During this whole thing, my family was so supportive. My sister, who is always there, and my brother-in-law giving me advice, and my family being so comforting. They all told me there was too much stress for so early on. They were right. They also said "do what feels right for you, not what someone else wants." It's truly great advice. That took a lot of crap, and removed it from the table and made things clear. Now, it's time to check locations, think about clothes and plain colors.

NEXT: A WEDDING TO REMEMBER PART 3: REVENGE OF THE COLORS

A wedding to remember?

Three weeks ago, something magical happened. I was on one knee, and she said 'yes.' What happened after was celebration, debate on the proper date, colors, and looking up "centerpiece" on wikipedia. So, apparently, you can't just give a girl a ring and the rest is history. Who knew?

I met the woman of my dreams about 4 months ago. It was a friend of a friend type thing that blossomed quicker than either of thought. I thought she was amazing, and for some reason, she thought the same of me. I let the "l-word" slip really early on. I shouldn't have, and admitted it broke every rule in the book, but like so many other things, she laughed it off, calmed me down, and told me she had loved me too. Crazy, right?

It was two months later when we started talking marriage. I don't know how we got on to the subject. It may have been some whine, breaking down the nervous barriers, but we talked for hours, in the cold, how we had secretly desired to be bonded in matrimony. We talked about it again, after the alcohol had worn off, and I discovered we were actually serious. The weirdest part was, I wasn't freaking out. The weight of "commitment" was non-existent, and I realized, I wasn't settling down, I wasn't settling for anything, I was committing to loving this beautiful goddess for the rest of my life, and it was ok.

So, I went ring shopping. If you ever need to sober up, or want to feel poor or stupid, go ring shopping. There I was with my sister and brother-in-law, looking like a deer in the headlights. I had a rough idea of what I wanted and widdled away at it until I found the perfect ring in my budget. It wasn't easy, and boy was it stressful. I mean, what if she saw the ring? What if it didn't fit? What if she doesn't like it? Oh God! What if she said 'no?" So, after getting the ring, I did what any smart man did; drank lots of beer. Sure, it helped for a bit, but that day was coming when I would ask, and she would have to choose between me and... ... and... ... well, not me.

The day had arrived. My good friend (and best man) had invited us to Disney World for the weekend. Apparently, he knew a guy who knew a guy who knew a mouse. I had talked to him, and like Oceans 11, he worked every detail out, and put me at ease. So we took some pictures, he held the ring, and the moment came. He took me aside and said we would do it here, in front of the castle, and there would be photographers and it would be my moment. I only heard "it would be my moment to screw up." As my future fiance came walking back toward me, we went to take another picture...

My friend had told the photographer I would propose, so she snapped away. My fiance, still clueless, was wondering why I wasn't properly posing. I turned to her and told her that I loved her more than I ever thought I could love someone, and that I thought it would take a lifetime to tell her how much, and that I wanted to spend my life with her. All while shaking like a junkie without his fix. Finally, the time came. I should've lubed the box, because I had a hard time getting it out of my pocket. Finally, I did, as I dropped to one knee. Yeah, she figured it out now. I asked her to marry me. As she figured it out, she took a big step back...not a good sign. Her eyes got really big, and she asked me to get up. I asked her to say 'yes' and like it finally hit her, she realized she needed to answer, and she said "yes...yes, of course, yes!" She saw the ring, and smiled. Clearly, she liked it, but that smile was way more beautiful than anything they had at the jewelry shop.

And, then, I looked behind me to see this huge crowd of people who had gathered to cheer me on. I didn't even notice. I saw my friends crying, and my girlfriend, uhh, fiance, jumping up and down, still in shock. Yeah, it was the best day of my life. And then, we rode Space Mountain....

TO BE CONTINUED

"Reel Wisdom" video shows cinema can be smart

I love movies, and the person than cut this video together must love them as well. It's 7 minutes, with 40 different movies, and it composes some of the better bit of advice given in movies into a coherent video. Check it out, I promise you will be motivated!

Box Office Breakdown - The Roomate wins...kinda

Well, apparently no one was really interested in movies this weekend, as the box office numbers were pretty bland. Did anyone see any of these?

1. The Roommate - $15.6 million ($15.6 million total)
2. Sanctum - $9.2 million ($9.2 million total)
3. No Strings Attached - $8.4 million ($51.8 million total)
4. The King's Speech - $8.3 million ($84.1 million total)
5. The Green Hornet - $6.1 million ($87.2 million total)
6. The Rite - $5.6 million ($23.7 million)
7. The Mechanic - $5.4 million ($20.1 million total)
8. True Grit - $4.8 million ($155.0 million total)
9. The Dilemma - $3.5 million ($45.7 million)
10. Black Swan - $3.4 million ($95.9 million total)

SNL skit - Waynes World is back! With Oscar picks!

I love me some Wayne's World. I thought the first movie was possibly the best thing to come out of the SNL franchise. Well, Saturday night, Dana Carvey and Mike Myers returned to the couch to give us some Oscar picks. This is absolutely hilarious! Check it out.

Winters Bone!

Terra Nova Superbowl Commercial

Did anyone else see this? I know it may not be quite as talked about, but this show looks amazing. I know it may sound like Land of the Lost, but this looks to be quite a bit more serious than that. I'm excited, how about you?

Captain America Superbowl Commerical

This just got way more interesting. I thought it was cool how big a transformation Chris Evans goes through. And did you see Hugo Weaving's Red Scull? Amazing! I'm now really looking forward to this.

Transformers Dark of the Moon Superbowl Trailer

Here is the latest Transformers trailer for your viewing pleasure. You will notice a distinct difference between this and the last few trailers in that... ... ... well, there's robots.... .... wait, uhh, ohh, there's Shiah, no, that's not it. Ooh, a new girl! There's something new!

Ok, so even though it looks like more of the same, I admit, I'm still going to theaters to see it.

Super 8 Superbowl commercial and plot description

J.J. Abrams is my favorite person in Hollywood right now. Everything the guy touches is pure gold. He started Lost, Alias, Mission Impossible 3, Cloverfield, and the 2009 reboot of Star Trek. His latest movie has flown pretty far under the radar, until now. The trailer leaves me intrigued, but also a bit confused. It looks very much like Close Encounters in it's presentation, but it could be interesting. If all that isn't enough, Steven Spielberg's name on the trailer should get your attention. Here's the plot:

The Paramount Pictures release is set in Ohio in 1979 and introduces a troupe of six youngsters who are using a Super 8 camera to make their own zombie movie. One fateful night, their project takes them to a lonely stretch of rural railroad tracks and, as the camera rolls, calamity strikes — a truck collides with an oncoming locomotive and a hellacious derailment fills the night with screaming metal and raining fire. Then something emerges from the wreckage, something decidedly inhuman.

It seems like this could be pretty interesting. Here's what Abrams had to say about it:

“To me, all people need to know is that it’s an adventure about a small town and it’s funny, it’s sweet, it’s scary and there’s a mystery: What is this thing that has escaped? What are the ramifications of its presence? And what is the effect on people? But I know that’s not enough. Look, I feel we need a little bit of a coming-out party because we are up against massive franchises and brands and most people don’t know what ‘Super 8? means. We’re a complete anomaly in a summer of huge films … and we don’t want to be so silent or coy that people don’t care or don’t hear about it.” … “As the process went along I realized I had the potential makings of my favorite sort of movie, which is the one that is the hardest genre to define. That because you could say — and be right — that it’s a science fiction movie; or you could say — and be right — that it’s a love story; or you could say — and be right — that it’s a comedy; or you could say — and be right — that it’s a special-effects spectacle. That sort of cocktail is for me what I love about movies…that was the beginnings of this movie coming together.”