Friday, March 12, 2010

Dis, Dat, Unt De Udder Ting.

Just a few short things for the moment.

Do you hate people who yell at the screen in a movie?  Do you want to do evil things to people who talk on their cell phones during a movie?  Well, you don't want to go see Last Call.  

A German company has produced what they're calling the first interactive horror film. As you go into the movie, you get a flier instructing you to call a number from your cell phone and then, during the movie, the computer picks one of the phones in the audience to call.  This is all going on while one of the characters in the movie is calling someone for help.

Next thing you know, if you're the lucky one to get the call, you're telling the character in the movie what she should do next.  It only gives you multiple choice options like "go left" or "go up the stairs", so if you're tempted to holler "Show us yer boobs", it's not going to get you anywhere.  Anyway, as you instruct the character where to go, the movie changes depending on your choices.  Personally, I think this sounds like a hell of a lot of fun.  I'm not sure I'd want to see it on a regular basis, but in this application, it sounds perfect.

Watch the trailer all the way to the end for a neat little surprise.

What else?  I left the house for about an hour and a half today to go get some basics.  In 5 stops, I managed to spend just under $200.  This did not please me.

And one other thing...remember that whole Rahm Emannuel, Sarah Palin, Rush Limbagh thing about retards?   And now people want you to pledge not to say retards anymore?  And I think the whole thing is a little retarded?  I have an idea that should make everyone happy (or nobody).

We should all emulate Elmer Fudd and start pronouncing it we-tards. It'll be all P.C. and shit and it'll signal that you're being sarcastic (to all of the sarcistically-challenged retards).  Also, with the "we" part, it's all inclusive and stuff too!


That's all I've got right now.


Eric said...

"Show us yer boobs", it's not going to get you anywhere.

Yet. It's not going to get you anywhere yet.

Not that I think there'll be an extra nude scene. No, I'm thinking about how the second generation of (text-based) computer RPGs evolved when the programmers realized that players would start typing random dirty words to see what would happen--a player might type, "fuck table" only to have the game lecture the player or threaten to tell the player's mommy, etc.

It's only a matter of time until someone says, "Show us your boobs," and the character onscreen says something like, "Ohmigod, I've got some kind of pervert on the phone," or, "Mitch, they want to talk to you," or some other response.

Just a matter of time.

Steve Buchheit said...

We-tards the champions
WE-tards the champions
Over and over 'cause we-tards the champions...
Of the world!

dingurle - high school sport

Nathan said...

See Steve? Catchy, ain't it?

Maybe a little wetarded, but catchy!

and Mitch wants to talk to you.

WendyB_09 said...

What else? I left the house for about an hour and a half today to go get some basics. In 5 stops, I managed to spend just under $200. This did not please me.

On a similar note, last weekend I hit just the grocery store and spent about $120, even with sale prices, house brands & coupons. They were having a stock-up sale, so I did.

Anyhow, the check-out operator didn’t even acknowledge my presence other than to stick out her hand for the store's shopper key fob (she is supposed to ask for it after greeting me). No hello, did I find what I was looking for, your total is, or thank you. Worse, the brainless wonder bagging my order had no clue how to bag! Canned goods were in with bread & produce, one bag was so heavy it split halfway up the stairs to my apartment, none of the cold/frozen things were together, you get the picture. I figured there was about $20 of damaged groceries.

Now, I take the bus over to the store and when it’s a big order like this, get a cab home. So I can’t very well drive back over and demand replacements. So I called the store. Busy, busy, perma-hold, perma-hold, yes I’ll get the manager on duty, perma-hold. Never did get anyone of authority I could talk to.


Eric said...

It also occurs to me that if they called my phone, the movie might only be half-an-hour in length....

"Up or down."


"There's someone down there."


"I'm scrared!"


"Alright, I'll go--aieeeeeeee!"

"Oh wait, you mean you don't know kickboxing? Pick your arm up and hit him with it. What's the matter with you? You just gonna lie there and take it while he dismembers you? Whatever. Dumbass.

Carol Elaine said...

Dan Savage uses the word "leotard." I like it.