Oh China, you silly little kingdom, you. I feel a burning desire to berate you like a puppy that just dumped ass on the carpet, and yet I can’t help but admire your absolutely insane antics. In what can only be described as “something the Chinese would definitely do”, officials Monday renamed the Southern Sky Column in Zhangjiajie (gazuntight) as the Avatar Hallelujah Mountain.

Local officials said photographs of the mountain had been used as the basis for Avatar’s fictional world of Pandora.

…a photographer from Hollywood had visited the Wulingyuan Scenic Area, the location of the mountain, in 2008.[BBC]

Well I guess that makes sense, if you think about it. It’s essentially the same as when Bells Beach in Australia changed its name to Point Break Keanu Water, in 1991.

Oh, and let us not forget the amazingly blatant whoring:
Read the rest of this entry »

I confess I haven’t been following comic books since… well, since I turned 12 and started reading books without pictures or protagonists who wear spandex.  I know, I know, feel free to not invite me to your next party.  Anyway, point is, I haven’t been following comic books lately, so tell me: are ridiculous celebrity cameos the only thing keeping them afloat these days?  How does Eminem help the Punisher, anyway?  “Let’s go, Slim, you distract him with your slick flow while I blow his face off with a shotgun.”

…And don’t even think about making a Proof joke, you sick f*cks.

[source]

On yet another tip from RoboPanda, I checked out this trailer for Lady Magdalene’s, a movie that looks like something Uwe Boll would’ve made in middle school.

It appears to be about an IRS agent who gets sentenced to run a brothel (what a kooky idea!).  Later we learn that it also stars Lt. Uhura from Star Trek, and surprise!  It’s also a musical.  It was written and directed by J. Neil Schulman, whose lengthy IMDB bio says (among other things):

"His 1983 novel, The Rainbow Cadenza, won the Prometheus Award, and inspired a Laserium show." 

The Prometheus Award, by the way, is "an award for libertarian science fiction novels given out annually by the Libertarian Futurist Society."  Something tells me the ironic thing about futurist parties is that everyone looks like they just stepped out of 1977.  

Anyway, this movie looks like what would happen if someone brought filmmaking equipment to an old folks home. One of the old people would be into musicals, another would complain about the IRS, and another would be obsessed with terrorism.  They’d make a movie incorporating everyone’s idea and in the process they’d become friends and get to feel useful again.  Their movie would be a mess, but they’d have a good laugh about it around the bridge table.  Because sometimes in life, you go searching for treasure and you don’t find it, but you realize that the real treasure was yours all along.