Enjoying my stay in Montana. I don't think I will come back. Saw a young Grizzlie yesterday. Ate Huckleberries. Yup, don't think I will be checking in at the airport to make that journey home. Probably should go do some fishing now.

Frikkin wheee!

Yeah so the calendar link is live and we have lots of holidays to observe. Until I figure out some live edit method for it, you will have to email me submissions for adding.

The book list is now also online. At some point it would be nice to put up a review of each work based on the vigorous thrashing it took during the meeting. And something more than two words. It would just look bad if the review for Underworld was "hated it" sung in that Men On Film lispy way.

I am rather concerned that most of the list members have not added in to edit the blog. I guess I will wait a bit and then resend invitations. The usual 3 strikes and yer out policy may apply. You have one if you are not on the list to the right.

Tircus made all kinds of vague threats commented to the first blog post. I must say I am impressed because he is online about as much as an Amish milk maiden. Look out he's got rickety French to taunt you with.

Still waiting for Manifesto submissions and interesting link ideas for the available link holes. It is possible that they will just vanish if there is no good use for them. I am still not certain what to do if someone actually applies to the club. I guess their first test of valor would be to buy the club a round. If they are victorious in this conquest, I suppose we can let them in. As long as they don't suggest Confederacy of Dunces or Infinite Jest.

Sorry about deleting your blank post there Pedro. But I thought it might lack in reply comments.

The following is not book related.

Watched a couple movies this weekend worth mentioning. Firstly, that Peter Jackson guy rules. And not for LOTR's hours of mind pounding reproducing of JRRT's fine fantasy books. I am talking about Bad Taste . At first I thought I was in trouble for the noticably incomprehensible New Zealand accent. It felt as though they might have used the same dubbing technology popular in the Mad Max/Road Warrior films. Yeah, us Americans have a real hard time understanding english spoken with an accent. Take the Texan dialect for instance. I can't help but think a person is lying to me when I hear Texan.

This fear was only held for about 2 more minutes. When the superbly low budget gore kicked in, I knew it would be alright. Yeah, the special effects at times made me feel like they had picked up the props from roadkill sheep. In fact I would almost be certain they did.

The storyline is pretty simple. Agents from an interplanetary food distributor have decided to come to Earth to harvest human meat for a new product line. Somehow four completely unlikely nerds who are also members of an elite anti-alien SWAT team of sorts deploy to thwart the alien invasion. Massive sploding takes place. Sure you can't tell what people are saying because the NZ brogue is thick and fast, but who cares. I laughed so hard several times in viewing that I nearly sprayed my own guts on the screen. Especially humourous was one RPG induced sheep sploding. No Dingoes were harmed in the film.

I give it 5 out of 5 cricket bats for gratuitous sheep sploding, ridiculously cheap gore, bad metal tunes in soundtrack, bad dubbing.

Alternately, I watched I Will Walk Like a Crazy Horse by Fernando Arrabal. For the most part it was ... It took on the usual ... As a surrealist film it ranks with ... You know I am having a hard time putting my finger on it. It tried to hard to point things out. It was too overt when it should have been covert. It felt as if it was trying to borrow too much from things that had been done before. It doesn't hold up to The Holy Mountain, but is very similar in it's attempts to contrast the simple life to the material life. Lot's of suggested poop eating. The French can't get enough of that action. I don't feel I gained anything by watching this film.