I went into last weekend feeling really weird and doomed and came out of it... well I guess I still feel doomed but at least it's the good kind
Saturday was a day for conversations. I had a conversation with daerr
about the Volity web client, and later had another with classicaljunkie
about the nature and direction of our relationship. I now feel on much better footing with both.
For the first time in a long while, Volity suffuses me with the IT'S LATER THAN YOU THINK
sense of dread, the way my gut feeling manifests itself when I'm on the right path. It feels awful but it is a good thing. I put all of Sunday into the first real I know exactly what I'm doing
-quality work into the web client. As I write this, I am almost done porting Testbench into HTML. If you know what this means, this ought to be exciting to you. At any rate, there will be more public announcements and demonstrations when it's ready.
Yes, Sunday was supposed to be my first day for doing video production work, according to my new weekly schedule. But, the schedule's meant to be broken, and my being on fire about something acts as a trump here.
Yesterday wasn't really the weekend but I'll mention anyway that I spent most of the day doing good work for the webby client, and then I watched Eraserhead
for the first time. Now I have the idea in my head to try grinding it down to a 20- or even 10-minute short and seeing if it turns into a whacked-out surreal comedy. Also making one of those joke fake-out trailers out of it. I think there's just enough dialog in there to make a trailer that depicts it as a romantic comedy. She's
got a wacky family, and he's
got some kooky hangups! What could possibly bring them together?
On Saturday D also set me up with all of the Heroes
that I haven't seen yet. In the case of Heroes
, this was most of them. The three of us watched a couple of episodes all together that evening, and CJ and I have been catching two or three at a time since then. (She's already seen them all and is a huge fan.) I like the show but I don't loooove
it. It feels very tropey
to me, in terms of both style and content. I have already read The Invisibles
and Astro City
and other superhero (d|r)econstruction efforts, and here is yet another one that clearly follows their lead, albeit in a new medium with decent production values.
I find the production itself diminished for being riddled with visual clichés. Oh, a character is walking backwards? Wait for the hand to come out and grab the shoulder! Yes, there it is. BUM BUM sez the soundtrack. Yeah, shut up. Actually I do have to say shut UP
out loud at the voiceover that randomly reads different episodes in and out with Winfrey book club psychobabble.
Also, the depiction of severe neurological trauma on a conscious body continues to be the only visual that can really squick me. And boy there's a lot of that on the show. Insert standard frustration that you can show living brains getting liquified on American TV, but not boobies. Boobies are bad.
I have some really hairsplitting whines about specific bits of content on the show, but in every case it comes down to "that's not how I would have written it", and if I'm imagining myself on the show's writing staff, that has to mean that I feel something
for it. And I do; when it's fun, it's really fun. And it's fun more that it isn't.