The Cars That Ate Paris

I stumbled across a reference to this movie today. Am I hallucinating, or is this real? The Internet Movie Database tells me I'm not hallucinating. But even so, I stand agape.

After some in-depth research, which constitutes typing the movie's name into a Youtube search, I was rewarded with this gem, a whopping three and a half minute movie trailer that showcases some folks dressed as the Amish talking quietly in what appears to be a town meeting, interspersed with scenes of cars driving. Occasionally some of the cars are shown falling off of cliffs in a mountainous region.

I've been to Paris. The one in France. Without watching the movie, I can tell you it was not filmed there. I'm guessing it's Paris, New Wales, if one exists.

So yeah, I know it takes a big man to make fun of a movie that was made in 1974. Really I am just shocked I've never watched this. It looks delightfully terrible.

Mainly it's the reviews that have gotten me so choked up. From the trailer, wait and watch for these:

• -Nation Review, "Run, don't walk, to this remarkable film."
• -The Sun (Sydney), "An exciting film."
• -The Sun, "A film to be proud of."
• -The Australian, "A film that grows in your head for days afterward."

Yes, you've read correctly. The Sun is used as a reference twice (sorry, Sydney). A film to be proud of? And at this point I think it's safe to assume that The Australian is not in fact a publication at all, but more than likely An Australian who saw the movie.

I'm going to have to see this before I say anymore. Movie night anyone?

Way Back When

I've been neglecting the Eater Blog due to the endless number of hoops that require jumping, climbing, and crawling through this month. In the absence of any new content, I've decided to raid the old hard drive for some nostalgic jpegs from "Way Back When." Hey, it's better than nothing.

Anyway, today's pic is back from when Photoshop was my baby in ole 2003. It's an excerpt from a larger project I did for a painting class that involved collecting memento "avatars" from each person I knew, and several heated discussions with the employees at Kinkos. ("You will print this out for me, young Skywalker." "Noooo!!! Never! I mustn't!" and so forth.)

File Fragments From the Depths of the Hard Drive... and Beyond!

ZOMG! That is hilarious!

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 Don't forget why you are here

More Random Photoshoppery and Deadlines

I'm not sure how most of you choose to deal with deadlines, but for me it's a mix between procrastination and bursts of manic labor. I am not consistent, though I have always been in admiration of those who are.

Anyway, I've just gotten back from the store with the two items I need most: hot glue sticks and razor blades.  I'm due for a shave. And those glue sticks are the precious ammunition I need for the Spaghetti Western.

The project's coming along in leaps and bounds, albeit staggering here and there. Sometimes it's tough getting started. I'm finding it useful to start the day by removing or changing an element that already exists on the table, rather than adding new objects. It's getting pretty tight in some places, but no longer feels like a party where no one's talking to each other. Updated pictures to follow.

Today's lunch: dinosaur-shaped pasta and meatballs in spaghetti sauce. Followed by coffee, ice cream, and curried chicken. 

Backseat Driver

As of late I've noticed some tendencies from Cocoa, mainly the need to assist whenever we are working at the computer. She's always there, guiding each action with gentle nudges. It's a bit chafing to have a backseat driver though. Even as I write this, the feline has actually managed to squeeze in behind me on the chair, and now she is slowly pushing me off with her bulk. She's made herself quite at home.

It was a different story this morning. Around 6am I realized she was trapped outside in the rain. She was pathetic, and damp to the point of soggy.

In other news, I've got a pile of e-mails to send out. That's most likely why I'm suddenly fascinated with the cat's antics.

Spaghetti Western

Here's an update for the installation that I'll be showing at Agora V later this month. It's a meaty 80"x 54" and sits about 31" off the floor. As I said before, this will be an ongoing project with more panels added over time. The name Spaghetti Western popped into my head the other night, and it stuck.

I'm having a good time working on this one, and the silly movie genre reference for a title seemed appropriate. Good times.