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      For my findings, life-choices, and musings, you need look no further.

      Thursday
      Jul082010

      Impulse Poem

      I wrote this on the spot this morning, but the subject matter is such that I like it enough to post here.

       

      The line of Feanor flamed again 
      When Celebrimbor set the Elven gems
      On hands of the wise, their memory now gone
      In the golden halls of Eregion.

      The Rings endured with bitter fight
      The encroaching will of the Dark One's might
      The Noldor waned but would not retreat,
      In the Hither lands fighting the long defeat.

       

      Saturday
      Mar202010

      Dear Square-Enix...

      I was thinking about how to start off this post, (spoiler: it's about Final Fantasy XIII) and I cooked up openers like "Now, I know it's fashionable to be hating on FFXIII right now, but…" or "People are being too hard on the newest FF installment," but you know what? I'm disappointed too.
       
      This isn't a bad game. You might call it a silly game, if you felt so inclined, what with the ludicrously contrived plot and the complex world, almost impossible to connect with for us humans who dwell in Earth, The Milky Way, The Universe. The problems these characters face are so specific and removed from their original issues (individuality, conformity, revolution, and ignorance, to name a few) that it's hard to see through the pretentious and elaborate fog the storyboarding team lacquered onto this puppy. It wasn't until at least the 12 hour mark that I began to really grasp the relationship between the Cocoon organizations, the Fal'Cie, Pulse, the l'Cie and all their respective exceptions. I played God of War 3 to completion (satisfying completion) in 9 hours, and it's story was a complete one. Just sayin'.
       
      The battle system is the saving grace. At least it was until the 35 hour mark, when my eyes opened. The game provides you with–and shoves your face in–the ease and comfort of an "auto-battle" button. This allows your Leader (the only character you control in the 3-person battle group) to assess the situation and choose the best chain of commands based on the enemy's stats and their current paradigm role. The game is playing itself, god dammit. Yes, I'm aware that I control the Paradigm Shift–switching the Job setup for my 3 characters–and that's a huge part of it. I understand that by not letting me control 2/3 of my team, the paradigms are doing the work for me, and streamlining the same shit I would probably be inputting anyway. But you know what? It's completely unsatisfying after the initial excitement of playing something new wears off. It feels good to have control! In a realm of games where so much is randomized and stat-based, it's nice to at least control my characters enough to determine whether they go or don't go. Maybe I'm old-fashioned. This is, apparently, the fastest-selling Final Fantasy yet. Could that have something to do with the 4 years of hype and the 1080p paint job? Naaaaawwwwww. 
       
      Listen, Square-Enix. This is Final Fantasy. In high-def. You could've made it another FFX sequel starring Tidus and Kimahri and that shit'd sell. Your battle system didn't win the day, and neither did your zany-ass l'Cie. 
      I understand that, realistically, it's not just about what the fans want. The final product needs to have mainstream appeal! But in this case, your mainstream appeal is the fact that it's pretty and that it's the 13th iteration of something. Give me a real battle system, even if that means it's a more classic one. That doesn't mean you need to recede into your classic, turn-based shell! As I recall, FFIV used an Active-Time Battle system, too. A primitive one, sure, but it's something to build on. This was a step forward, but if it ain't fun, it ain't fun. I don't need to pay $70 to watch a game masturbate. 
       
      Just make a high-def FF9 clone. People'll eat that right up.
       
      Or, get on that VII remake.
      Wednesday
      Mar102010

      Last Dance

      After talking to my inside source at my historic summer employer earlier this afternoon, I've been given a start date for what is most likely my final season of work there. Even they admitted that they didn't think I'd return, but I'm willing to give it another go. A quick transition from school to work is what I need, and they can provide. 

      After this summer, though, my life is completely open, and I have no idea what to do with that. 

      The "original" plan, (c. 5 months ago) was to hop over to to France and Italy for a few weeks. I've been craving the sight of the Old Country (not my old country, just the old country) for some time, and that desire has only been further kindled by my area of study these past four years. The trouble, of course, is money, and that I'll have very little of it. It's important to me that I pay off my small tab of student loans as soon as humanly possible (I was imagining Morpheus as I typed that); skippin' around in Europe wouldn't have quite the same unencumbered joy about it if I had a $5,000 sword hanging over my noodle. 

      A travel-mate would also be a major boon. Agent-L was originally going to be my companion, but his schedule for the fall now makes this impossible. Colonel-S (I'm using codenames, don't worry about it) is still a hopeful possibility, but I'll have to clear it with him closer to the date, and who knows what'll be on his plate months from now. Sweet-D and Major-B will also, in all likelihood, be unavailable. Might have to solo that muthafuggin continent, and it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world.

      Though, I did see that movie Taken. I don't want to end up poledancing on a Belgian drug lord's boat. Let's hope I can get a travel-mate.

      These things are relatively far-off, I suppose. Better concentrate on passing these courses before I get in a tizzy over my own Eurotrip-esque Eurotrip. 

       

      Monday
      Mar082010

      Checking In

      Listen:

      I'm a student, okay? Finding time to update a public journal between ignoring my readings and rushing through my assignments takes a Herculean strength of will. I've reached down deep inside myself and pulled out just enough to provide you, dear reader, with this remarkable nugget of self-indulgence. 

      I won't try to update you on everything that's been going on, but I will tell you of my impending breach into adulthood. It's the last push of for my degree, and if all goes well with the tail end of this last semester, I will proudly proclaim myself "Tom Ippen, BA" by early May. Following that, it'll be time to use my wildly applicable History Major to kick off a whirlwind career, sure to bring me non-stop excitement, intrigue, and of course fat stacks.

      If you know me, you know that a  constant complaint of mine is my not taking more time to get things–anythings–down on (virtual/intangible/magic) paper. When my university career comes to an end (at least a temporary one) this spring, I'd like to kick off something ambitious, writing-wise. Maybe ambitious isn't the right word, but it'd be good to, say, pump out one blob of prose per day. It's disappointing that a goal like that is, for this fella, an ambitious one. We'll see how this plays out.

      It's important to me that my writing is in at least passable form for the coming season, as that's when I'll be trying my darndest to crack into a career that doesn't have me in a cubicle editing zoning reports. Not to suggest there's anything particularly horrible about that; zoning is important, and without those reports, how would we zone? I'm just saying I don't think it's for me. I could be wrong. Sorry if you're a zoner. 

      I'm losing focus. Let's end this before it spirals out of control. Thanks for stopping by.

      Wednesday
      Jan062010

      Films of 2009

      It's a new year, people.  A new year, bringing renewed enthusiasm for updating this puppy. Tomippen.com will live again, and breathe the sweet air of 2010! Though, before I get carried away, perhaps I should take a moment to reflect on the past year, with all its procrastination and creative kryptonite. It may seem counterintuitive to kick off a new year of writing with a memorial to the wasteland that was this blog's last 365 days of nothing, but you've got to take these things slowly, no? As an important creature once said, " It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to." Even though I don't think Bilbo said that in the books, he says it (or is quoted as saying it) in the movie.

      Fellowship was a good movie.

      Speaking of movies, another year of new ones is done with, and I've been keeping careful track of all the film I cram into my little noodle in 2009. RottenTomatoes has been a useful tool to keep track of the arbitrary rating I bestow on each movie I see, (you can check for yourself by looking up Tom I. on rottentomatoes.com) and I've taken all that raw data and compiled it into a sweet lil' list I call "Tom's Top 10 Movies of 2009."

      All in all I saw 62 movies that were released in the last calendar year, (not all of them in the theatre) and looking at the average for the list, it must've been a pretty rotten year for movies, or at least the movies I subjected myself to. Admittedly, the list is a little embarrassing when you consider some of the choices I made. Looking back, I can't for the life of me figure out why Land of the Lost and The Proposal are on this list, while Precious and An Education I've yet to see. In moments of boredom I'd truck out to a theatre to check out whatever seemed "easy to watch." I'm not perfect, guys.

      That being said, I suppose in the long run this list could change a bit. I still intend to see some of those probably good movies that eluded me before the decade turned. Most noteworthy of the unaccounted are A Single Man with Colin Firth, which I hear is mind-blowing, and the aforementioned An Education.

      Enough jibba-jabba. Let's get to the point. I'll provide, in descending order, my top 10 movies of the year, with the accompanying score I gave them on Rotten Tomatoes.

       

      Tom's Top 10 Movies of 2009 (for whom it may concern.)

       

      10. Paranormal Activity.                         70%

                  On nobody's radar, and then all of a sudden on everyone's radar, Paranormal Activity was a legitimately suspenseful, relatively sincere/credible first-person horror. The cinderella story of a budget under $11,000 creating this subtly attentive film really excited me, and I really wasn't let down. It may walk a fine line between "real" and "cheap," but I bought it, and thought the "two steps forward, one step back" pacing perfectly set up the climax, which is the closest I've been in recent memory to legitimately soiling myself.

      9. The Hangover            80%                       

                  I guess this one was a sleeper for most people, though it's gross would say otherwise. I (and everyone I've talked to about it) was pleasantly surprised to find it not nearly as akin to Dude, Where's My Car as expected. Zach Galafinakis' surprise perfect performance makes the movie memorable, and the very capable comedic ability of Ed Helms and Bradley Cooper bring it home. Certainly the very best comedy of it's specific type (dude-comedy? bro-comedy?) that I'd seen in a while.

      8. District 9            80%

                  Of all my top 10 list, this is admittedly the one I last saw longest ago. I wouldn't exactly say my memory is foggy, though, as there are some scenes in this puppy I'm not likely to ever forget. The world Neill Blomkamp created here is just incredible. Fuck James Cameron–this is universe building. Maybe that's unfair, as the world is perhaps less far-fetched, planted firmly in metaphor and social commentary as it is. Though I suppose that's what makes it remarkable: the fantastic, near-supernatural supposition shown to us through such a disturbingly recognizable lens. Though in my opinion the film breaks stride a little in the second half and becomes too focused on the singular narrative and action scenes, the story and world as a whole are brilliant.

      7. Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs            80%

                  Listen, I understand that this one might surprise you. It certainly doesn't have as much to say as District 9, but it does it's own thing with confidence and masterful timing. There must be 50 of these CG family movies (often 3D, nowadays) every year, and they're all at the same level of quality: not bad, not great. And they all prioritize the entertainment they offer, usually a ratio of 70-80% aimed at children, with the scraps thrown to the adults present to keep them alive while their kids clap and scream. This one, however, is constantly hitting one of two areas; when it's not making poignant political or cultural references with a quick neo-comedic edge, (bolstered by the likes of Bill Hader, Anna Faris, and Neil Patrick Harris) it's using it's gorgeous and unique animation style–an incredible fluid and consistent one–for physical and situational comedy that doesn't miss a beat. Also: it's got Bruce Campbell.

      6. Moon                        80%

                  Sam Rockwell, baby. Apparently this dude can be amazing when he needs to be. A stellar contribution by the always wonderful Kevin Spacey isn't too shabby either. Performances aside, this is a very complete film. The aesthetic is closely attended in every shot, and the film fits right into that difficult but appreciated nook of a conceivable and rational yet mystifying and slightly unnatural Sci-Fi. When I walked out of the theatre, I personally qualified it as having an "industrial sci-fi" feel to it, and I stand by it. It was intelligent and thoughtful, and though perhaps predictable at times, it challenged preconceived notions of "typical" science-fiction. We need more movies like Moon.

      5. In the Loop                        90%

                  British comedy has hit a new high. I hadn't even heard about this film until a week ago, and rented it with a friend. I'm having trouble coming up with anything to say other than that I was completely blown away, and existing in that place between howling laughter and broken-down-scream-laugh/crying the entire time. Not many people I've talked to have heard about it, and I don't want to give anything away; what I want is for you to go and rent this movie immediately. It's a British political farce-comedy that takes place either half a decade ago, or in a semi-fictitious present day. You will die laughing. This is all you need to know. Funny is funny.

      4. Up in the Air                        90%

                  I'm one of those few people who really didn't care for Juno, Jason Reitman's previous film, and Up in the Air is certainly of the same ilk, but where the former felt obnoxious and over-assertive, the latter is approachable, charming, and maybe a little profound. Obviously George Clooney is more than capable at portraying a calm and confident, well-spoken man. The two leading ladies, Anna Kendrick and Vera Farmiga, both give stunning performances, and the gestalt of the trinity provides a incredibly fleshed-out discussion on isolation and personal growth. No movie I saw this year generated more post-viewing discussion on ideas of human attachment and codependence. It is also worth noting that, while on this "soulful journey of discovery", you will laugh your ass off.

      3. Inglourious Basterds                        90%

                  Quentin Tarantino has been making the same movie for years now, but luckily, it's a pretty solid one. This, like the others, is a film of conversations. The dialogue is great, the story is entertaining, unpredictable, and definitely unique, and the attention to detail in every single shot is, I think, the film's greatest achievement. The milk, the strudel, the devonshire cream, the champagne: these components are just as memorable and well delivered as the knives, the guns, and the scalps. The performance of Cristoph Waltz as Colonel Hans Landa is the highlight, for certain, though Brad Pitt definitely does a bang-up job and has some very memorable lines. My favourite Tarantino movie to date, this could be called a masterpiece. It could also be called "revenge porn." Both would be accurate.

      2. Watchmen                        90%

                  I have not read the graphic novel. I found this film artful and gorgeous from start to finish. If any one frame were turned into my desktop wallpaper it would be a marked improvement over my current stock background. There were strong performances across the board, but my particular favourites were the Comedian and (obviously) Rorschach, who's presence in modern film will undoubtedly alter the face of chaotic-good heroes yet to come. The historical fiction was a flawless construction that brought the world to a similar realm Moon did, in that it walked the tightrope between unbelievable fantasy and stifling, gloomy reality; Nixon's 4th term in the 1980s felt real. I understand that the narrative already existed before being put to the screen, but I'm not saying I love Zack Snyder, I'm saying I love this movie.

      1. Fantastic Mr. Fox                        100%

                  I'm a big Wes Anderson fan, but this is far and away the best film he's completed (in my humble opinion). I can't recall a single moviegoing experience where I've had a smile on my face the whole way through. The animation and voice acting brought so much life to each character that I was dreading the moment it came to an end. Every joke was a winner, every situation part of a hilarious, masterful plan, and every character flawed in the most loveable and laughable way.

      Now, 100% doesn't mean it's my "perfect movie," and that all others will be measured by its greatness. I rank a few others at the same mark, There Will Be Blood, In Bruges, and Frost/Nixon to name a few from recent memory) but this year, there was only the one that really hit that sweet spot of "I want to watch you until I die."

      Those ten lil' puppies made 2009 pretty good, I suppose.