I DON'T BELIEVE IT!
Now I have three DVD boxsets I did not know I was going to receive at the beginning of the week.
This time it's from my friend Chris in Massachusetts1
, who works for a certain Massachusetts-based decorative housewares retail chain, and I had sent him a surplus copy of the French translation of Cardcaptor Sakura
volume 11 for his birthday in April, so he returned the favour and sent me this:
The subtitled, nearly-intact2
, second season of Sailor Moon
, Sailor Moon R
. Geez... I know he got it "clearance" from The Right Stuf International
because ADV Films had to discontinue it rather unexpectedly when Toei refused to renew the rights for the first four Sailor Moon
series in North America, possibly because they want to consolidate all future Sailor Moon
releases in North America through a single distributor (though that's just idle speculation), but, still, he spent quite a bit more on me than I feel comfortable accepting from someone I've never met in person. Not that I'm going to return it or anything. And that's another 40 episodes of something that I'll watch a few episodes of and then put on a shelf, feeling guilty that I'm procrastinating watching the rest. Why the hell do box sets intimidate me so much?
He also did a homemade card, with Sakura, Tomoyo, and Shaoran Li from Cardcaptor Sakura
, Atsuko Natsume/Nuku Nuku from All-Purpose Cultural Cat Girl Nuku Nuku
, Lum from Urusei Yatsura
, and, of course, Kiyone, from alternate-universe Tenchi Muyo
Thanks, Chris. But I was really just expecting a nice, pine-scented candle or something. Which would have been a nice present, as I really like pine-scent and it's difficult to find pine-scented air fresheners in spray or solid format, excluding the pine-tree-shaped car air fresheners; Glade and Wizard Air-Wick seem to have phased pine-scent out entirely, for whatever reason. (I have a pet theory on why you can't get pine-scented stuff anymore: people associate pine-scent with the cleaning fluid Pine Sol, and they associate the smell of Pine Sol with cleaning up vomit or dog crap, even though Pine Sol doesn't even smell that much like real pine trees whilst the old spray pine-scent smelt nice and Christmasy, and I like my place smelling like Christmas year round.)
Incidentally, the package took over a week to arrive. I thought Canada Customs might have opened the parcel for random inspection, which has happened to me a couple of times before. (I think I indirectly made a Customs inspector watch a whole bunch of Urusei Yatsura
once.) But the package was still sealed, so I guess it just got stalled by the Canadian Thanksgiving weekend.
1 Since some people around me have expressed concerns recently that I give out too much personal information here, I'm not going to say who Massachusetts Chris is other than someone I know from a message board, but, for those of you who remember my old AnimeOnDVD.com reviews, no, it's not Chris Beveridge.
2 It's "nearly-intact" because it's missing episode 67, the "filler" episode with no relation to the main story arc of the season wherein all of the girls go to a mysterious island and Chibi-Usa (Reeny/Rini in the dub) befriends a lovable plesiosaur. Supposedly, the episode is such an embarassment, the Star Wars Holiday Special of the Sailor Moon franchise, that creator Naoko Takeuchi requested that Toei completely pull the episode from international distribution, or so the rumour goes.
I'M WATCHING THE APPRENTICE TONIGHT...
Donald Trump's holding a party with Cirque du Soleil for the women as a prize
? Around these parts, "Stevebrandia", watching Cirque du Soleil is considered a punishment, at least if they're in that godawful gaudy freak-show make-up and those hideous costumes. All they showed on TV, though, was one female gymnast in normal Spandex, so, I guess, for this one party, they kept the pretentiousness down to the bare minumum.
Their cameo appearance completely ruined that one Star Trek: Voyager
episode, "The Thaw", with Michael McKean... no, wait, that episode was fucked to begin with, being one of those silly "trapped in virtual reality" episodes so endemic in sci-fi-slash-fantasy television programming from the mid-1990s, but those Cirque du Soleil performers brought it down to far deeper levels of crap.
At least I can claim, being a soon-to-be-ex-Montrealer, I was sick of "Le Cirque" a whole decade before the rest of the continent.
A SHADOWY FLIGHT INTO THE DANGEROUS WORLD OF A MAN WHO DOES NOT EXIST!
Happy Columbus Day everyone, except for those of you anti-colonialism/anti-"imperialism" types, in which case, have a angsty white-guilt-filled "anti-Columbus Day". (Which reminds me, what does it list "Columbus Day" as being in the Concordia Student Union handbook/agenda this year? Ah, it's just blank...)
Yesterday was Canadian Thanksgiving, and I didn't feel like blogging (I wrote the Christopher Reeve bit before I went to bed on "Sunday" night); I just played Hydro Thunder
on the Dreamcast a lot; god damn, that one is harder than a lot of serious racing games. The problem with Canadian Thanksgiving compared to American Thanksgiving is, although I think Canadian Thanksgiving is held at a better time of year in that it doesn't really get eclipsed by all the Christmas stuff in stores, it's on a Monday, so anyone that has to be somewhere else on Tuesday really has to celebrate it on Sunday and spend the actual holiday itself travelling back home. Both my sister, who lives in Ottawa, and my brother, who lives in Toronto, were out of our house in the early afternoon. American Thanksgiving is on a Thursday, towards the end of the week, so that most people, except for those who work in retail, get a long weekend and don't spend the actual holiday itself worrying about getting somewhere the next day.
My brother in Vancouver, John, took advantage of a special Thanksgiving weekend deal and flew to, of all places, Los Angeles for just $90 Canadian round-trip (must have been on WestJet). He knows people there, so he didn't have to spend money on a hotel; not bad. My mother was a little surprised to get a phone-call from L.A., and I imagined him being chased around Los Angeles by gangsters, just like Larry and Balki in that very special episode of Perfect Strangers
I mentioned the other day.
Speaking of John, I got my birthday package from him today. I was expecting maybe one Super GALS!
DVD, but I guess he couldn't find any in Vancouver. But... uhh... he did spend a bit too much on me; I got not just the Knight Rider
season one boxset, which I jokingly mentioned on the phone as something I wouldn't mind getting (which is true, but I didn't actually expect him to get it), but also Sledge Hammer!
season one. Have I ever mentioned my problem with box sets? Oh, wait, I have
, but maybe not here. Well, that thing I wrote once at AnimeOnDVD.com is a little out-of-date; anime companies have not given up individual disk distribution for most titles, and companies like ADV Films really have brought down the price of boxsets, both due to an increase in size of the anime fandom niche and probably partially due to ADV wanting to attempt to offer a more reasonable price for boxsets to undermine the sales of bootlegged Chinese-made "Region 0" anime sets which are still too rampant on the Internet, especially on eBay (yes, you still pay around twice as much as you would for a bootleg set, but at least you know you own a legitimate product). Only a few anime titles are available only as overpriced sets (like the older Ranma ½
seasons). And most American television series boxsets, with the exception of Star Trek
and The X-Files
, are incredibly low-priced; a few years ago, I never would have thought it possible that you'd be able to get full-seasons of sitcoms for $30 U.S. or less and full-seasons of hour-long drama shows for $40 U.S. or less. I can see how DVD is undermining the market for syndicated reruns (though I still watch reruns of shows I own on DVD, since I'm often too lazy to put a DVD in the drive).
Anyway, my other problem with DVD boxsets is that I'm just getting a bit too old for marathon screenings of more than three or four episodes of anything at one time, so, anytime I get a set like these, I watch a couple of episodes, put the set on the shelf, and then I feel bad that I'm procrastinating watching the rest because it's such a daunting task.
Thanks, John, but, really, you shouldn't have.
R.I.P. CHRISTOPHER REEVE
Christopher Reeve, Superman from 2 great films, one much-derided-but-kind-of-fun-for-cheese-value film, and one horrible, horrible final sequel, died Sunday from heart failure at the age of 52
"Christopher Reeve, the star of the Superman movies whose near-fatal riding accident nine years ago turned him into a worldwide advocate for spinal cord research, died Sunday of heart failure, his publicist said. He was 52.
Reeve fell into a coma Saturday after going into cardiac arrest while at his New York home, his publicist, Wesley Combs told The Associated Press by phone from Washington, D.C., on Sunday night. His family was at his side at the time of death.
Margot Kidder, Reeve's Superman co-star, was devastated. "I am so sad," she told USA TODAY. "I'm just heart broken, I don't know what to say right now. He was doing so well. He grew into such a glorious example of triumph over everything."
Reeve was being treated at Northern Westchester Hospital for a pressure wound, a common complication for people living with paralysis. In the past week, the wound had become severely infected, resulting in a serious systemic infection."
While I don't personally support embryonic stem cell research, knowing that there are alternatives that don't get a lot of press
, I still had great sympathy for Mr. Reeve's condition, and I am very sorry to see him pass, since he was the star of what is still the best superhero movie overall and an above-average sequel.
This has been a pretty brutal year for celebrity deaths.
I HAD ANOTHER BIZARRE DREAM...
Last night... well, okay, this morning (or early afternoon), I had the strangest dream since my dream about Al Sharpton fiddling with the air conditioning
First, I was watching some television show about several young witch girls who get their powers from the moon, but only when it's full, though they could use their powers to shift time so that the moon is full (but wouldn't that require power that they lack when the moon isn't full?). No, I don't think it was a dream version of Sailor Moon
; it seemed closer to Charmed
or one of those other trashy teenage supernatural shows.
Then there was an actual segue in my dream; the dream camera focused on the full moon, and then it changed to a crescent moon, and the camera pulled back (and went back to being my normal vision rather than being cinematic), and I was on the sidewalk outside of the local shopping centre here in Pincourt (Faubourg de l'Île shopping centre, formerly the Centre d'Achats Île Perrot shopping centre) just outside the doors on the northwest, near Canadian Tire, and people were looking up at the sky, and we were under attack from meteorites, but they were really slow-moving asteroids which weren't burning up in the atmosphere, for whatever reason, and they didn't have enough inertia to do much damage, and this big one (like the size of a subcompact car) just bounced off the side of Hart ultra-discount department store, and, in the dream, I was actually a little disappointed that it didn't destroy Hart, since that place is so "white trash" that it makes even the Pincourt Zellers seem all "hoity-toity" in comparison.
Memo to Hartco lawyers: the opinions of my dream self regarding the fictional dream Hart department store that just happens to be in approximately the same location as the real one do not necessarily reflect my own opinion of your department store chain in general. At least it's still nicer than Wise, the shoddy polyester nightmare of a store that was there before it.
I don't know what could have possibly inspired that dream; sure, I was watching the Star Wars
DVD boxset that I got for my birthday the other week, but, so far, I only watched A New Hope
and that doesn't have much in the way of asteroids.
Speaking of DVDs and my birthday, my brother Nick still hadn't bought my present, so, this afternoon, he phoned me from Metro Video
, in the basement of the old Simpson's building which now houses the Famous Players Paramount cinema and Simons department store, and asked me which DVD I wanted, so I "talked" him to the specific unit in the anime section which would have Super GALS!
, only they didn't have it. (Bottom line, America? The downtown Montreal Metro Video location should carry more copies of Super GALS!
) So, I opted to get the first volume of Tenchi Muyo GXP
, which I discussed way back in March
about how I wanted to buy it but couldn't find it locally, and then again in June
, when Pincourt Blockbuster actually had it for sale but it came with the box and I don't like spending $5-10 Canadian extra on a useless piece of cardboard. But I haven't watched it because my sister Alison and her boyfriend Sacha are over for Canadian Thanksgiving dinner and Sacha wants to watch the Baltimore Ravens vs. Washington Redskins game.