Technology Makes My Eyes Bleed

I'm on Technorati now! I'm a real blogger - all grown up. I'm also number 2,515,283. That's kind of depressing. Can over two and half million people really be that much more interesting than me? Probably, yeah. But damn it, I will not let people who might be better than me reap rewards I selfishly want! Wow, that was remarkably pretentious. I frighten myself.Ugly Bettly was on tonight. Finally. And it was one of the most fucked up episodes ever. Seriously, this is a week of damaged, mind-fucking TV. I'm almost done with the Heroes DVDs, which is as diseased a show as I have ever seen. Gloriously sick. House was - well, he was House, and it was House. That's to be expected. I'm prepared emotionally for that show to screw with my head. But Ugly Betty? Suffice it to say, the episode was inarguably briliantly shot and the acting blew my small and shallow mind. It was also devastating. I'm a weeper. I cry at everything on TV/in movies/in books. But this was just heartbreaking. SPOILER FOR SEASON PREMIERE OF UGLY BETTY:Santos died. I knew he died. There was no way Hilda would be that completely shattered if he was just injured. But the show decided to fuck with its loyal viewers. The whole episode shows Hilda and Santos - injured, but very much alive - sitting in her bedroom. They talk. She shows him her wedding dress. He reads her his vows. And then Betty walks in, and finds her sister alone in a dark room. It was completely shocking. Even though I was sure Santos was dead, I believed everything was OK. Instead, the writers took a really bold risk, and it paid off exponentially. And Eric Mabius, who plays Daniel Meade, deserves massive praise for his performance in this episode. Sitting at his sister's bedside, his face completely falls apart. It's an honest, intense moment that makes you want to hug strangers. Or maybe just me. And Henry's back! Amazing episode. This season will rule.Easter Promises: First off, Viggo Mortensen has never been one of those guys I freak out over. I think he's an amazing actor, and I enjoy his work, but he's never reduced me to a drooling puddle of idiocy. Admittedly, he's pretty fucking hot in this movie. The man looks good in a suit. This has nothing to do with the movie. Just felt like mentioning it.Naomi Watts does little more than allow Mortensen to play off of her. That in no way undermines her own performance. She's excellent, and you feel for the character. But Mortensen owns this movie. Much like A History Of Violence, this is his movie. All other aspects fade under his awe-inspiring work. He and Cronenberg make ass-kicking cinema. And, because I am weird like this, I must mention the nakedness. Mortensen is totally naked for several long, long minutes. But, since it's a Cronenberg movie, it's a totally twisted scene, so the nudity isn't exactly pornorific. Cronenberg likes to do that. He takes a normal scene, and skullfucks it until you don't trust anything anymore. David Cronenberg rocks my socks. Cronenberg for President '08. Hey, imagine the ads. Eastern Promises gets four stars out of five.That's all for the moment. Go add me on Technorati. Please? In return I'll... do something. I don't know. Answer questions about the deep mysteries of the universe. Or bring you cookies. From the store.- LV

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