So, looks like I will be able to go see Serenity on Monday, before it comes out. I am giddy about this. For those of you who don’t know about Serenity, here’s the official word on it:
Joss Whedon, the OscarÂ® – and Emmy – nominated writer/director responsible for the worldwide television phenomena of BUFFY THE VAMPIRE, ANGEL and FIREFLY, now applies his trademark compassion and wit to a small band of galactic outcasts 500 years in the future in his feature film directorial debut, Serenity. The film centers around Captain Malcolm Reynolds, a hardened veteran (on the losing side) of a galactic civil war, who now ekes out a living pulling off small crimes and transport-for-hire aboard his ship, Serenity. He leads a small, eclectic crew who are the closest thing he has left to family â€“squabbling, insubordinate and undyingly loyal.
Yeah, that’s marketing. Whoo. What is it really about, you ask?
Serenity is the movie sequel to the short-lived Firefly TV series. I was never a fan of Buffy, Angel, or any of the rest of the Whedonverse, so it came as a bit of a surprise that Firefly was as good as it was. I have the problem of being able to tell what a show is going to do way before it does it, which comes from 4 years of film criticism classes. Firefly surprised me at several turns. The main character is… well, Han Solo, but more evil. I was kept on my toes, which is more than I can say for most shows. Plus, Whedon writes good snark. His current run on X-Men is the best the book’s ever been, as far as I’m concerned. Firefly was a damned good show, and I hope that the movie goes well, so that they make new episodes, a la Family Guy.
If anyone wants to watch Firefly, let me know and I’ll loan you the DVDs. It’s a damn fine show.
If I ever form a band, the following things will happen:
1) The first album will be named “Eponymous” or “Self-titled debut”.
2) The first song we try to get on the radio will be named “Single”.
3) The name of the band will be “Sold out show” or “My favorite band”.
Similarly, if I ever found a restaurant, I will change the items on the menu to be named “The Best Hamburger in Town,” “The Best Goddamn French Fries I’ve Ever Had,” and “The Steak Voted #1 By Leading Food Critics”. Then, just to fuck with people, I’d probably make them all taste like crap, and make it so that “The Best Hamburger in Town” was actually a small salad.