I'm watching a murky, rambling Spanish movie with The Rase called Sex and Lucia. The back of the DVD box says it's supposed to be "the most erotic movie ever made." Now, I'm not saying I didn't "pop wood" during the mother-daughter porno-actress jerk-off scene, but come on. Seriously. Another critic called it "intensely erotic," which, like I told The Rase, is the last way you'd describe something that actually was intensely erotic. Those film faggots.
Making a lot of progress in Call of Cthulhu, though I pay for every step forward with a hissed curse and a thrown controller. Someone on their bulletin boards was complaining that the game doesn't stack up well against Eternal Darkness; they called it Mythos-Doom, which I thought was pretty funny. I do agree, though, that Eternal Darkness is probably more faithful to the Lovecraftian ethos of futility, madness, and incomprehensibility, even though it comes in a brighter, shinier package. CoC gets all the historical details correct -- and visually, it's spectacular -- but its treatment of the... viscera of the subject matter is a bit shallow, basically a selection of relevant passages from some well-known texts. One gets the sense that the designers and voice actors didn't fully grok the material. There is, however, a fairly awesome scene in which Jack awakes to find a shoggoth slurming and slorming across the ceiling towards him: "Oh, fuck," says Jack.
Maggles flew out this week from L.A.; we homphed things and chugged things. She flew back this afternoon, but she'll be back next week.
Working on projects, feeling good. I ran with Tom today and didn't stop once; talking makes the run go better, for sure. Seriously thinking about getting some new-fangled phone-cable-internet dealies; a cell-phone, too, since everyone's on me about that. Everyone's riding me.
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