On Vox: More than Meets the…

I heard the “More than meets the eye” line one too many times tonight.

Otherwise, I was pretty much entertained by the the “Transformers” movie.  Hasbro has done themselves proud with this marketing bonanza.  I imagine more than a few moms are going to be put off by the cursing in this one.

The action is fast an furious (when it gets going) it’s not a slow “talky” movie, but it ponders along until (get this) John Turtoro shows up.  YES!  The lead from Quiz Show and Barton Fink shows up and makes the movie AWESOME.

The Autobots, initially, are little punks.  They cower, they defer they simper. 

It’s pretty much a comedy until JT shows up.  I’m not kidding.  He’s funny, but he makes it worth it.

The action sequences that follow amp up and up, with a great street battle with a less-than-stellar final battle (It just sort of ends with a ton of loose ends hung out)

I know they are positioning this for a sequel, but I hope they just let it stand; it’s good on it’s own.

What was with making Jazz bounce around and dance?  Sheesh.

Originally posted on nitemayr.vox.com

Walking

The last time the bell rang on the door at Wendell’s Variety, it was Wendell Himself that was walking through the door.  It seemed the no one ever made it out to Wendell’s these days, instead preferring to head on to the Walmart down in Ogden just 5 miles away.

Dust swirled into the store and a stranger covered in more dust followed it in. 

“Hey,” Wendell barely looked up from his paper, which might be why people didn’t care much for his service.

The stranger wandered into the cooler area the back of the store and pulled out a quart of milk and drank it down, not pausing to breathe.  His wide-brimmed hat tipped back revealing a full beard and a filthy face.  The hands that gripped the milk were dirty and gnarled, like a tree branch brought to full animation.  He knocked back the whole quart and wiped his mouth with a filthy sleeve.

The stranger burped loudly and shuffled to the front of the store, pausing to toss the empty jug into the trash next to Wendell and to slip a 5 dollar bill onto the counter.

“Ah’ll be back laters on I suppose, keep the change fur me?”  the dusty stranger drawled.

“Thank-you kindly,” Wendell grinned over his paper and snatched the bill from the counter, quickly placing it in his pocket.

“Ah’ll be seeing you then” the stranger said over his shoulder as he left, the bell announcing the arrival of more dust and giving passage to the dirty man.

Wendell looked after the man as he left, then grabbed a broom to sweep up the dust that had blown into his store.  In the dust he saw that the man had been walking barefoot, which caused Wendell no small amount of annoyance; especially after he had put up the “No shoes, No Shit” sign up just last week.

Wendel busied himself with cleaning up the dust and then getting back to the daily newspaper.