Well, looks like I've been a little tied up lately, seeing as my blogspot has become increasingly vacant over the past few weeks. However, in order to make that up, I am providing a MEGAPOST (this is where that cute little copyright circle c thing goes) to tell everyone about turkey, bleach, and of course that mischevious JJ Abrams...
So, starting off. Thanksgiving holiday+lots of food+football+CLOVERFIELD=AMAZING! To say the least, I did work the entire holiday, Wednesday being my only day off. But all those days at the theatre proved a benifit....I GOT TO SEE THE NEWEST CLOVERFIELD TRAILER! But more on that on my "Cloverfield Section". Between the popcorn serving, the nacho making, and the money robbing...all was well at work. We hired a bunch of new people, including a set of twins named Trent and Taylor. Trust me, these guys are crazy. Seriously, I wouldn't doubt that one day they pull a nametag switcheroo...the ultimate twin fantasy, right? To switch places?
As far as twins go, theiy weren't the only distraction at work. On Friday, I was assigned to clean out the drains in the concession stand by pouring this chemical-bleach-water mixture down them then reach in with gloved hands to pull out the popcorn, lids, ect out of the bottom....it was disgusting. Worst off, I accidently spilled the bleach mixture all over the front of my shirt. At first I didn't even notice, you know, just continued to work around the stand, helped a few people, whatnot. I probably wouldn't have even known what happened until a lady came to my stand and said, "Did you get into a fight with the cleaning supplies closet? Because, honey, it looks like the closet won...*walks off with popcorn and hysteric laughter*...". Great, huh? But after all, I'd rather have spilt bleach than Mr. Pibb...its less sticky, even if my shirt is ruined.
Anyways, when not slaving away (or getting covered with cleaning supplies) at work, I did have an amazing thanksgiving. We invited my aunt, uncle, and two cousins to come over, along with this British family that goes to our church, the Hughes. They had never had a real thanksgiving before, so we fixed it up nice: every food ever eaten at ANY thanksgiving dinner was present. My mom wanted it to be perfect.
The downside to all that food? No one took any leftovers home...I'll be eating turkey till Christmas! As for the day itself, there was eating and football watching...and Madden playing. My big mouth was going on about how amazing I was (I hadn't played in a year), so Alistair (the oldest Hughes, a senior like me and also in debate) challenges me to a game...I didn't have time to brush up and the random button pushing method didn't help too much.
By the second quarter, needless to say, I was getting dominated...and my accidental 96 yards field goal attempt didn't help at all. All I can say is "God Save the Queen"!
Anyways, I now present to you the real reason I have rambled on and on...
CLOVERFIELD<>1-18-08
In this section, I want to provide my theories and otherwise concerning the second cloverfield trailer. First off, by the looks of the trailer, it seems that a good portion (if not all) of the movie will be on commercial camcorders. If this is the case, my theory suggests that JJ Abrams won't even show the monster in the movie. Sure, we'll get a few brief glimpses of a leg or whatever, but as for a full on Godzilla style showcase of CGI Monster AMAZINGNESS, well, I just don't think that's JJ's Style. Just like with LOST, I feel the movie will lead the viewer on, keeping the mystery, but not in a way where everyone leaves the theatre dissappointed.
On that note, the monster itself is something I just can't figure out. I mean, like all monster movies, I am guessing some sort of giant reptile; however, for all of the many possibilities, let me name a few of the commonly believed impossibilities:
IT IS NOT
Godzilla
Cthulu
Voltron
Pokemon
The Host
or a parasitic monster that has spores that creates littlier monsters...
I mean, really people. JJ himself said this monster was completely different, new. And besides, many of the aforementioned are owned by different production studios, and some (the Host) have remakes coming out next year.
And finally, my favorite part, what everything means. We've seen a loose connection to slusho and tagruato in the movie, however clearly the most popular theory (and the one I believe myself) is that the Chai (sp?) station opening near New york by Tagruato is the thing that wakes the monster. If you look at the massive explosion that occurs in the teaser and the trailer, its clear that whatever caused it didn't just accidently step on something. THat kind of explosion had to have come from something rising from below the ground. All of the evidence on the slusho site makes no sense to me anymore, especially all of the BLOOP references (I did the research, but really, I just can't connect it to the plot of the story).
For what its worth, I seem to have gotten so many of my coworkers interested in the hype. And due to my incessive speaking of JJ Abrams, LOST, and Cloverfield, all of the guys who work projection are going to snag me any form of cloverfield memorabilla, posters, tshirts, ect that we get for the movie...FOR FREE!!!! Many of them are giving their own theories, and some are interesting: for example, this one guy has a theory that the monster despises human...heads. Yeah, not the rest of them, just HEADS. He says the monster could've taken out the whole statue of liberty "but nooooo, he took the head!" Coincidence? I believe so...haha.
Well, I really planned to say a whole lot more on the movie, I can talk about what I believe for hours, but after the Thanksgiving tangent it might be better to just get off now!
Hoping to hear from all my long lost friends,
Deneece
aka Lostie108
*EDIT
Found this while skimming the projectcloverfield.com boards. Interesting, huh?
"I just recieved a very interesting e-mail from The questioner, codename: Q30. He sent me the following theory that he / she thought up! Here is the new theory:
Here goes: The secret ingredient in Slusho is the monster’s blood.
And the rest of it all ties together…
In the begining, they’re at a party. A farewell party for Rob who’s leaving “for Japan.”
What if he got a job working at Tagurato? I’m willling to bet that at the party, there’s talk of the great new product called Slusho and no one knows what gives it its great taste.
The monster attacks, it’s a deep sea creature from below the earth’s crust which has been tapped by Tagurato in secret. Now, there are thousands of tiny parasites riding its body like scales. They suck the monsters’ blood. They fall-off during the attack and become monsters in their own right. But the parasites attack SOME people, but not others. The difference? The ones they attack have been drinking Slusho because they smell the secret ingredient.
The main character with the camera, because of his connection to Tagurato, figures this out. Maybe they’re in a convenience store with a Slusho machine, the parasites break-in and start attacking the machine and he understands, and puts the important message on the tape, maybe yelling into the camera “They’re after the Slusho!” or somesuch. THAT’S why this recovered video tape is of interest to the authorities.
Maybe the monster’s blood carries within it the eggs of the parasites. When you drink more than six, the eggs hatch. That shadow of the woman shows her being restrained by 2 guys in biohazard suits… her stomach was ripping-open because the little parasites were coming-out."
Sunday, November 25, 2007
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Monday, November 12, 2007
Catching Up
There's so much going on lately, and I just can't seem to get a grip on life.
We watched a movie in AP Environmental Science today where these little larvae things who lived in the ocean had to latch on to the rocks below to grip themselves against the currents of the ocean. If they didn't get a good grip, they had a backup line to help them get back to their postition. However, the moment that line broke, they were swept away into the dark abyss of the ocean floor....
I am a larvae. As cheesy, as corny, as it may sound, I am that fragile little sea creature. In a world of silly stresses, I have given up. I can't fight the current any longer, and this week I am tethering along on my string of last resort, fighting for one more chance to get things right. But no matter how hard I paddle or push, my body keeps getting flung backwards towards the opposing end of my goal...in the end, I'm always at square one.
Its a mixture of things. I have to have a coronation date by Wednesday because mine can't go, calculus is starting to kick my butt, I am working TWO jobs Thanksgiving week (yes, even on the dreaded day after Thanksgiving), my friendship with someone is on the line...oh yeah, and I'm starting to fall for a guy who has no interest in me whatsoever. The list goes on, all of my issues as dumb and immature as the one's forementioned, yet even with my knowledge of their insignificance in my life, even knowing how silly these problems are, even knowing that there are bigger issues I need to care for...I CAN'T SEEM TO WIN THE BATTLE.
As time continues to move too quickly, as my work piles up and my emotions are drained, its clear that everything I need is out of reach. With all of these things acting as my current, the only lifeline I have left is slowly starting to break. Piece by piece, inch by inch, its slow and steady fraying is leaving me alone to fight the battle I can't win....
Trying to catch up, but falling farther behind...
Deneece
aka Lostie108
We watched a movie in AP Environmental Science today where these little larvae things who lived in the ocean had to latch on to the rocks below to grip themselves against the currents of the ocean. If they didn't get a good grip, they had a backup line to help them get back to their postition. However, the moment that line broke, they were swept away into the dark abyss of the ocean floor....
I am a larvae. As cheesy, as corny, as it may sound, I am that fragile little sea creature. In a world of silly stresses, I have given up. I can't fight the current any longer, and this week I am tethering along on my string of last resort, fighting for one more chance to get things right. But no matter how hard I paddle or push, my body keeps getting flung backwards towards the opposing end of my goal...in the end, I'm always at square one.
Its a mixture of things. I have to have a coronation date by Wednesday because mine can't go, calculus is starting to kick my butt, I am working TWO jobs Thanksgiving week (yes, even on the dreaded day after Thanksgiving), my friendship with someone is on the line...oh yeah, and I'm starting to fall for a guy who has no interest in me whatsoever. The list goes on, all of my issues as dumb and immature as the one's forementioned, yet even with my knowledge of their insignificance in my life, even knowing how silly these problems are, even knowing that there are bigger issues I need to care for...I CAN'T SEEM TO WIN THE BATTLE.
As time continues to move too quickly, as my work piles up and my emotions are drained, its clear that everything I need is out of reach. With all of these things acting as my current, the only lifeline I have left is slowly starting to break. Piece by piece, inch by inch, its slow and steady fraying is leaving me alone to fight the battle I can't win....
Trying to catch up, but falling farther behind...
Deneece
aka Lostie108
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