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In Your Eyes and other Goodness

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If you were a teenager in the 80s (or a teenage girl EVER) and witnessed Lloyd Dobler standing in a trench coat in the dawn light holding a boom box (yes, when actual boom boxes existed) outside of Diane Court's bedroom window, then you were probably left with a couple of life lessons.  The first being that the perfect man does exist and he's John Cusack; you've probably seen every one of his movies for his special brand of quirky charm since that moment.  Another lesson being that Peter Gabriel's "In Your Eyes" is on a shortlist for one of the best songs ever written, or at least one of the most emotionally evocative songs ever written.  It's synonymous with that moment and I praise all of the deities that people may believe in for the fact that Cameron Crowe's first choice, Billy Idol's "To Be A Lover" didn't make the cut.  If you want to witness what could have very well been a heinous mistake or want to imagine that this would h…

Man of Steel

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Two things are incredibly clear upon watching Zach Snyder's take on Superman: Henry Cavill has made the ABS-olute most out of his time in the gym and Superman is Jesus.

The first fact I was aware of.  A Google Image search of Mr. Cavill, the brooding Brit in the lead,, will indicate that he is indeed, tall, dark and handsome.  What I wasn't prepared for going in to the film is that he  is also Messianic.  Ok, let me rephrase, Cavill isn't the Messiah, though ogling him could have one saying "dear Lord" in a very short amount of time, but Snyder's take on Superman focuses quite a lot on the fact that, basically, Superman is the great savior of humanity in the long tradition of other saviors, primarily, Jesus.  I would have almost been distracted by the attention paid to this analogy, if my senses hadn't already been overloaded with everything from Michael Bay-esque expolosions to the most bombast-tastic score I believe Hans Zimmer has ever produced.

Let…

On The Bookshelf-Ready Player One

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It may be that I'm just not inclined to be critical of a book that reads more like my own pop culture history textbook than a "great American novel" but I can't find an awful lot of fault with Ernest Cline's Ready Player One.  I'm sure there are plenty of reviews that you'll be able to find that talk about what the book is NOT; I'd rather focus on what it is which can be described several ways, but I'll choose the phrase "a fun romp through the past, present, and future of music, movies and video games, with a dash of dystopia to sweeten the mix" .
Since sometimes it's only possible to make a recommendation to others based on things you know they like, "Ready Player One" could easily be described as Ender's Game meets John Hughes and together they have a baby who is the subject of the documentary "The King of Kong: A Fistful of Quarters".  This is, of course an over-simplification of the novel and comparing ar…