X-Men 3 – The Last Stand

Finally went to see it last night. Hmm, now, was it worth it?

X3 (Sorry, can’t be arsed with the long title any more) is OK. It’s better than a lot of ropy stuff out there, but equally it’s not a patch on X-Men 1 or 2. Directed by Brett Ratner, instead of the first two’s Bryan Singer, you can see the difference in style, and Ratner’s “Action” preference. The back story just isn’t there, and there’re some bits that just seem to hang there with no relevance to anything else.

Overall, it’s OK – it’s just not as good as 1 and 2. Which is a pity – I suspect that if Singer had stayed at the helm, and not chosen to rehash direct Superman Returns, X-3 would’ve been a far better film.

It’s still worth seeing (if you liked the first two, anyway) but a steady suspension of disbelief/logic is most definitely retired. Otherwise you’ll find yourself asking things like “So what was the point of the guy with wings?” and “Only six? Out of the entire school? Pfft” (which manage to ask the questions without chuffing the plot – helpful, aren’t I?)


Good Food

So yes, the Summer Good Food Festival at the Birmingham NEC. (the normal one is on in November, fact fans)

All told, it was OK. We’d paid for the “Platinum ticket” which supposedly got us priority entry to the cooking demonstration and wine-tasting sessions we’d booked, as well as a show guide, a bag, and a tasting glass. Which, frankly, would’ve been more use if there’d been many people actually giving away decent tasters of anything they provided. (Not that I’d have had any, as I ended up driving both legs of the journey) All told? Not worth the effort. The shows we could’ve seen anyway, and as for “priority seating”, don’t make me fucking laugh.

I’ve seen piss-ups that were better organised.

Other than that – and paying £7 for bloody parking, as well as the £30ish for the “platinum” ticket – it was a pretty good day. A fair amount to see (although not as much as the Christmas one we went to in London last year) and so on, and some decent offers – and marvellous cheeses.

I’d go again, but just get the normal tickets, and watch the shows etc. from behind the crappy little wooden barrier that they’d put in.


The Alarm – Islington Academy

Many years ago, Herself and I were fans of the Alarm, but they faded out for a while, disbanded, reformed with different members, all sorts of gubbins. In fact, the only member of the Alarm who’s still there is the lead singer, Mike Peters.

Anyway, they released a new album earlier this year (which, frankly, we weren’t overly impressed with) but we still go tickets to go see them live. Well, less than £20 each, what the hell, we could always leave.

Finding the Islington Academy is an interesting experience – OK, once you’ve located the N1 centre and the main carpark, you actually see the entrance for the venue, but it’s tiny, and not the easiest one to find at all – there’s no signage that we could see from the street. Thank the lord for A-Zs.

Inside, the venue actually looks like a revamped Student Union. In fact, I suspect that’s exactly what it is. But it’s OK – small, max of about 500 people, I’d guess – but two bars, and generally OK. The support act, Sweet City Fire come on pretty quickly (not surprising, considering that for some bizarre reason there’s a 10pm fixed finish on the gig) and are surprisingly good. Not perfect, but not far off it either. They played for about half an hour, and were far better than most support acts I’ve seen. Definitely one to watch out for.

And then the Alarm. Considering that Mike Peters is also undergoing chemotherapy for leukemia, and can’t be anything less than 45, he looks bloody good. Throughout the set, he was energetic, and commanded the stage totally. The people behind him are also bloody good, and you can see there’s a great dynamic in the band, that they’re there and enjoying themselves. And man, do they rock.

Thankfully the setlist was a real hotchpotch of new and old stuff, and coupled with an audience who obviously knew every single track inside out, it was a fantastic gig. The new album certainly sounds better when performed live, but I think we’ll have to reasses it at home too.

All in all, an utterly brilliant gig. Well worth the money…


Point Pleasant

Over Easter, we watched the DVD set of Point Pleasant. The story behind this was kind of interesting, in that it started showing on UK TV fairly soon after the US screenings, and then because the US viewing figures for it were abysmal, they pulled the series. Which meant that the last five episodes or so never made it onto UK TV either.

However, the DVD set included those unscreened episodes, and we wanted to know how it all ended, so we got the set through ScreenSelect before Easter.

Overall, it was a pretty good series – although quite why the makers ever thought it would be popular in the US is quite beyond me. “Beautiful” (in the American sense) girl who turns out to be the AntiChrist. Smalltown America. Teenagers having problems. And sex. To top it off, there was a healthy dose of sarcastic humour, plenty of religion – both “good” and “bad”, along with the interesting turn that the Catholic priests had blown things out of all proportion, and were actually encouraging sins in the guise of “saving the world”, and a whole load of other stuff that most of Middle America would deem “unwholesome”, it’s no shock at all that they hated it.

However, the last half of the last episode was nothing but unutterable shite – no closure, and obviously leaving things open for a second series. To me that’s disappointing – why can’t we get a series that is written with the sole goal of being a one-off? Now that’d be more fun – a story curve based over, say, 10 or 12 episodes, but that closes itself off properly. Yeah, you could still perhaps make another series, but for God’s sake, just make one that’s self-contained instead of leaving everything up in the air in case the viewers like it and the opportunity to make a second series comes up. (Take note, J.J.Abrams, you weasel)


Another Bullshit Night In Suck City

It’s not often I’m impressed enough by a book to write stuff about it, but somehow “Another Bullshit Night in Suck City” by Nick Flynn managed it.

Obviously, of course, it was the title that first dragged my eye towards it in the library. I got it really on the basis of that, not knowing what to expect, knowing only that the title was a phrase used by the author’s father, describing another night of being homeless in Boston. It’s not the kind of book I normally read, but once I got started on it, I couldn’t stop.

It’s the story of Nick Flynn’s father, who disappeared when the author was very young. They didn’t meet again ’til Nick was in his mid-20s, and his father ended up staying at the homeless hostel where Nick worked. The book is about both men, and the story of Johnathon, and what had happened to him over the years. It’s incredibly sad in some places, detailing the breakdown and alcoholism of Flynn senior, while also being a pretty honest portrayal of Flynn junior’s life, and the similarities and differences between them.

It’s a fantastic book, and well worth the effort. Hell, it’s only £4 on Amazon at the moment – give it a go.


Dara O’Briain, Concert Hall, Reading

I’ve been a fairly long-term fan of Dara O’Briain since seeing him host Have I Got News For You, being on QI, and also the set he did on Jack Dee at the Apollo. So when I saw he was doing a UK tour, and playing at Reading’s Concert Hall, I got the tickets pretty quickly.

So quickly, in fact, that we were on the second row of the audience. Which would’ve been great, except that we arrived ten minutes after he’d started. Oh bugger. So yes, the next ten minutes or so involved Yours Truly being quizzed by Yer Man. Thankfully I’m not the kind of person who curls up and dies under interrogation, so I was OK – but all the same, it’s kind of weird, being pointed out and having a conversation with the star of the evening. Bloody funny, though.

And yes, he really was the star of the evening. It’s nice to see a comedian interacting with the audience, finding out stuff about people there, and then using that in the show, rather than just going through a scripted exercise which, while still funny, still loses something in comparison to the way this one was done.

So, so many subjects were covered, including (in no particular order) Air Traffic Control, the champion cow-milker, Wensleydale cows, Bracknell car-thieves (admittedly one of my own contributions), religion, marriage, Fosters, rugby, and many many others.

If you get a chance, go and see the tour. Yer man’s feckin’ awesome.


XDA – downsides

Having been using it for a whole week now, I’ve found a couple of small problems with the XDA. Nothing that’s going to stop me using it, just things that you notice as time goes on.

First of all, it’s not been designed with enough memory. It works fine, but because the programs you use don’t shut down properly, you end up running short of memory. If memory serves, you start out with 64Mb of RAM, which should be more than enough, but Windows Mobile eats up roughly half of that on its own, so really it could’ve done with 128Mb of RAM instead. Ah well.

Second, and I know this should’ve occurred to me – but it didn’t, OK? – it’s actually harder to send a simple quick message. On most phones I can “touchtype” a text message without even paying attention. Yeah, you have to check the spelling afterwards and so on, but in general it’s dead easy to send a quick message without even looking. On the XDA, though, you have to either slot out the keyboard, or use the stylus to tap away on the screen’s “keyboard”. It’s just not quite as quick.

I still like the system, and I’m really pleased with the phone – it’s just that they’re the slightly negative points I’ve noticed so far…

Oh, and one very cool thing you can do with the XDA is charge it through the USB port of any computer – just connect it up, and it starts charging. Now that is useful…