Comical

I'm worried about the in-progress Scott Pilgrim movie. Not a big, angry, comic-book-nerd worry, like some people had for Watchmen. More like a little, quiet, deep-in-the-stomach worry, like the kind you get when you watch someone toss and catch an egg, or try to fix a TV by thumping it, or try to ride a bike for the first time. I've complete faith in Edgar Wright, but I just don't know. I don't know if they'll capture what I love about Scott Pilgrim the Comic in their quest to make the next Juno or whatever. I see stuff on the Oni Press site, or on Bryan Lee O'Malley's blog or Twitter and I get the worry: a little "nyeeeeeaah" feeling, like when you see someone balancing on an edge and you're worried for them.

Gen What?

I was slightly stunned when an ad for a new show called "Talking About My Generation" defined Gen Y as being anyone born between 1980-1995. Wow. See, I'd never considered myself a Gen Y person. Hell, the speaker at our graduation referred to us as "move over, Generation X. Here come the Dot-Com Kids." which was a moniker I kind of liked. But Gen Y? Okay. I guess. Part of what bothers me is the negative stigma associated with Gen Y, especially in the media and in business circles. The idea that Gen Y people are nigh-impossible to motivate, hate hard work, and expect to turn up and get paid as much as possible while putting in the least amount of effort as their birthright. I'm not like that. At least, I don't think I am.

Also, I find that I've been self-censoring lately in a noticeable way. Some might say that's a good thing, judging by how often I'll put my foot in my mouth. I just find it a bit worrying. I've even censored myself three times while writing this blog entry. Sigh.

Lost In Translation

20 Baffling Foreign Movie Posters
Special mention to King Kong choke-slamming a shark.