#May2012
First Trailer For ‘REVOLUTION’, The New J.J. Abrams & Jon Favreau TV Show.
Ah, shit. I thought I could be cynical enough to completely dismiss yet another J.J. Abrams television show centered around technology and mystery. I was wrong. Double-wrong. The trailer for Revolution actually looks pretty cool to me, and I hate myself for feeling that way.
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First Look At J.J. Abrams’ POST-APOCALYPTIC SHOW ‘REVOLUTION’. Wait For Time Travel.
Here’s the first look at J.J. Abram’s new show Revolution. The son of a bitch takes place in a post-apocalyptic world, and I would like to see the Vegas line on whether or not it has time travel.
Jon Favreau To Direct New J.J. Abrams Pilot ‘Revolution’
…So two overrated directors walk into a bar. Just kidding! Sort of. For what its worth, I like them both. Anyways!, to relevant news: Favreau is directing that Abrams-powered apocalypse drama which is also being produced by Supernatural creator Eric Kripke.
Monday Morning Commute: Revolt/You Shun
The Archetype looked into the eyes of Revolution. “How come you look so sad? Why, just a moment ago you were buzzing with enthusiasm.”
Revolution blinked. Unfeelingly. “Yes, I had been…but why wouldn’t I? I’d just bathed in the winds of change and dined on paradigm shifts.”
“And now?”
“Well, I’ve figured it out. We’re not enemies, after all. You are…you are me. From the future. Given time to settle in, you are what I become.”
The Archetype chuckled. “You’ve got it right, my boy! But don’t worry, you won’t be bored and sad forever. Someday, when you’re me and I’m you, you’re going to have to fight for your life! Such is the way.”
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Let’s take a peek at what I’m up to this week.
Friday Brew Review – Revolutionary Rye Ale
I have no shame in admitting how I choose the beers I drink. Although I know that my tum-tum favors dark brews, porters and stouts, I often drink the beer with the most appealing name, packaging, or slogan. It’s shallow, I know. But hell, marketing campaigns are almost as irresistible as the executives that create them. Throw in a silly cartoon mascot or the right buzz-word and I’ll give your beer a shot.
Today, I’m drinking Revolutionary Rye Ale. The reason? Other than the fact that it’s brewed by the indomitable Sam Adams, I like the word revolutionary. From a language standpoint, I think the word is attractive both visually and auditorily. Six syllables. Every vowel represented, even the bastard-son Y. An adjective. Or a noun! What’s not to love about the word itself?
Moreover, I can’t help but fall victim to the connotations. And I’m not even talking about those of American history, the butt-whomping of King George III‘s dominion over the colonies. Although that was pretty sweet and inspired one of cinema’s greatest accomplishments.
No, I love the most stripped-down conception of revolution: a drastic upheaval of accepted traditions and dogmatic practices in favor of originality and progress. Why live according to yesteryear’s tired structures when new ones can be constructed? Why don’t we demolish the mausoleum and put a fucking museum over it? Why sail the seas when we can explore the stars?
Maybe I’m just dreaming of a world in which the collective consciousness continues to evolve. But I’m not alone. The Beatles knew what I’m rambling about. Hell, so did Pantera.
