Musing the First: Apparently I’ve built up enough endurance in my exercise routine that my bike wears out before I do. I noticed today a burning smell at about the 18-mile mark, and when I was done with my workout I noticed the pedal and chain mechanism was hot to the touch. Maybe it needs some bike grease or oil or something… but the mechanism is sealed and inaccessible. Ah, joy. One more expense I don’t need.
Musing the Second: I feel like every week in which the Virtual Console sees a batch of import games that aren’t Dracula X is an intense, vicious personal assault. Like if Kiera Knightley were to walk up to you, lean in slowly for a kiss and then suddenly ram her knee into your unmentionables. Fortunately, the eye-watering pain is somewhat abated by the fact that one of this week’s selections, the snicker-worthily-named Gleylancer, normally sells for very nearly as much as Dracula X. If they’ll give us Boomerang Cotton and Pulseman, I’ll think about forgiving them for the lack of faux-16-bit Castlevania delightfulness. Maybe.
Musing the Second, Addendum: Weekly release columns took a break for E3, but they shall return tomorrow morning. Oh yes! There is no escape.
Musing the Third: Formula for a fantastic day of recovery from E3: One bowl oyako donburi, hold the onions; one taiyaki, chocolate; one noon showing of The Dark Knight.
It was a good movie, with lots of nice touches. I particularly appreciate the, ah, fluidity of the Joker’s origins — very few people understand that sometimes it’s better to leave a bit of mystique about a character, and it’s nice that Christopher Nolan didn’t succumb to the temptation to give us a Baby Anakin moment. And while I’m generally averse to the trend of cramming multiple villains into a single superhero movie, the hospital scene is the one time in any flick of this genre that two major villains have ever shared screen time without it seeming farcically stupid. So good on that. Despite the general quality of the production, I still left the theatre a bit unsatisfied — I think because The Dark Knight fills a role very much like The Empire Strikes Back. It’s bigger, darker, more complex, more nuanced than its admittedly excellent predecessor, and while the story is almost entire self-contained it won’t feel quite resolved until you can see where some of its not-entirely-tied-up plot threads go. Though I do hope the third film, which hopefully will not be called The Caped Crusader, is better than Return of the Jedi.
Musing the Third, Post Script: My one regret about the movie is that it’s so far distanced from Tim Burton’s films. The world has been robbed of a Prince song called “Y (R U) So Serious?” as a result!
(Image grabbed from HG101.)