Hong Kong action day

Erik hosted a Hong Kong action movie festival at his place today, with Josh and Lisa bringing the DVDs. We saw Iron Monkey (great), Drunken Master 2 (really good), and (I think) part of a really awful dub of Drunken Master 6, and something very silly with three ass-kicking women and an invisible robe and a scheme to steal children and make a new Chinese emperor. There was another movie the others watched before I got there, and at the end we saw the first two episodes of Shamanic Princess, a pretty good anime series BSD had brought.

It seemed to me that the martial arts was choreographed at a much slower speed in the earlier movies, with longer pauses after moves. I suspect that audiences have gotten more sophisticated as time has gone on, better at being able to read rapid-paced action.

Dreams

You know how some dreams are just plain weird? They may contain people, places, and events from your life, but they’re all mixed up in bizarre ways and cross-cut with stuff from books and movies, and you wake up wondering “What the hell was that all about?”, and don’t get even the slightest feeling that your subconscious is trying to tell you something about your life, like, for example, that you’re setting yourself up for a massive fall? I could use more dreams like that.

In other news, I ate so badly last week (Oh, so much ice cream yesterday! Oh, those guac nachos Friday!) that I’m back up to 283 pounds this morning. Or maybe some of it’s muscle. Still I’m going to be taking the nutrition thing a bit more seriously for a while. Time to go shopping.