While I started out with a bang this year on the blogging front, I quickly sank back into old patterns. It's been a month since my last post. To be fair, I've not been blogging a whole lot; hence, the lack of posts. Yep, think about that one a moment.
I set up mobile blogging a few days ago but haven't played around with it much. Don't know how "bloggy" I can be on a phone. Should voice recognition in the next G1 update come to fruition (they're adding an API for it, and it's there in rudimentary form currently), that might be more better [sic].
On to the purpose of this post (finally): I'm so looking forward to Terminator:Salvation. It's the continuation of the Terminator franchise, though this time after Judgment Day. John Connor (Christian Bale) has come into his own as the leader of the human resistance, and SkyNet is winning. Not having really read anything about the movie and its plot (I prefer to remain uninformed and enjoy the movie for what it is), the couple of trailers I've seen lead me to believe that SkyNet developed some kind of synthetic skin/body-type stuff, quite successfully. Check out the latest trailer.
I'm so stoked about seeing this movie. I got goosebumps seeing trailer 2(?) a few weeks ago, and I thought the only way it could be better was to open a week later on my birthday. Christian Bale rocks, period. I haven't seen everything he's done, but everything I've seen him in, he has done a good—great, even—job.
People are going to hold his tirade against him. "I'll never watch anything with him in it again." "He's an atrocious person." All because someone leaked a recording of Mr. Bale blowing up, a recording from a closed set, violating the trust and privacy of all involved. I have to trust the director, McG, when he says that Bale apologized to the offended party the day it happened. Why do I believe him? Maybe because he was there.
I'm sure those condemning Mr. Bale have never had a bad day, have never lost their temper—ever, and have never done anything they regretted. And certainly not had it recorded and then made public for all the world to see and pass judgment. I guess in today's world, those perfect people must cast stones because it's their prerogative. God left them in charge, obviously.
