My Birthday Present

Sorry for not updating for a while but I've been busy. It's Birthday Season at my house. No new movie post today. I just wanted to show off one of the presents I received this year. A good friend was getting one and offered to pay for mine as well.

Here it is...my first tattoo.

The world's strongest (and possibly whitest) calf has been decorated. I know what you're asking yourself, "Did he get a Doug tattoo?" Yes. Why? Because Doug practically raised me. I learned everything I needed to know for life from Doug and Pete & Pete.

I went over to my friend Ryan's house and he drew me up a couple different versions. Brad and I drove to the tattoo parlor, drawings in hand, and proceeded to have our skin mutilated by the artists.

Pros: My artist had an awesome Lee Marvin tattoo. Stevie B.'s "Spring Love" was playing. It only took ten minutes and didn't hurt like I thought it would.

Cons: My artist chewed tobacco while he drew Doug. He also sang along with "Hollaback Girl" which came on after "Spring Love." The bleeding. Although, it was awesome when Doug had a bloody Joker mouth! "Wanna know how I got these scars?"

Overall, I'm really happy with my Doug tattoo. So happy, in fact, that I'm going again in two weeks to get another. Not sure of what yet. Any suggestions?

The Dark Knight: If Heath Ledger Hadn't Died

If Heath Ledger hadn't died:

The Dark Knight still would have made hundreds of million of dollars.

Maybe it wouldn't have broken all the records it did, but it's still be ridiculously successful.

Nicholson supporters wouldn't have to hide from fear of fanboy !!!OMGz!!! and FUK U's.
There would still be a debate as to who was the better Joker, instead of a one-sided hype machine.

The ending would have worked better.
TDK became the Heath Ledger movie the moment he passed. So why leave The Joker hanging from the side of a building for the SWAT Team to take care of? Why have the movie go on for another twenty anti-climatic minutes? Granted, the VERY end, was rad, but the third act left a bad taste in my mouth.

No one would be screaming "GIVE HIM THE OSCAR" like a bunch of maniacs.
His performance was great, but by the time award ceremony season rolled around, we'd all be distracted by something else, forgetting about the superhero movie that got released half-a-year ago.


But if I'm being honest, if Heath Ledger hadn't died, I wouldn't have been half as excited about The Dark Knight.

He was a fine actor (with more bad movies in his past than people care to remember) but the fact that people are freaking out about this movie like they (we) are says more about humanity than any of the messages found in The Dark Knight.