RIP Brittany Murphy, 32

First Patrick McGoohan, and then a bunch of people I don't care about, and now Brittany Murphy. Can there be any doubt that 2009 was the saddest year ever? Brittany or Britanny or however she spelled her name may not have been an A list star but I thought she was pretty great in a whole bunch of movies, chief among them Sin City and Spun, and The Dead Girl (which was good, but I guess she wasn't in it a whole lot). And as I recall, she was pretty hot in 8 Mile, although maybe not in Girl, Interrupted, or in Clueless, but that was a surprisingly fun movie if you're at peace with your inner girl. Which SUPERBLOG!! is. (And funness beats hotness most of the time, for hotness fades but fun lasts forever might possibly last a little while longer.)

And as a general rule, nobody who was in Freeway should be allowed to die! No matter how they squander their talent afterwards [*cough 24 cough*]. So this is yet more proof if any were needed that God is an asshole who doesn't play by the rules and therefore should be excluded from the celebrations this coming holidays. Accordingly, I hereby re-dub Christmas, 2009 Murphymass, 2009.

Merry Murphymass, everybody!

Anniversary Party!

Welcome to "Worst Blogging Week Ever", a week-long exploration of SUPERBLOG!!'s worst tendencies.

You know, one pretty bad thing about this blog is that it repeatedly makes light of human tragedies. I could link to plenty of examples but I'm too ashamed.

My Summer, Part 5: Finland & DVDs & Infinite Sadness

Summer ends:

Day 29: Left Lkpg, went to Helsinki (it's in Finland) to visit a cousin (as I said I would). Bought her some vodka-filled chocolates as a gift. Watched I Heart Huckabees (2004) and drank some booze.
Day 30: Wandered around Helsinki, bought a couple of DVDs. Watched 8 Women (2002). Went to the pub, played some games. Met a gay man from Åland.
Day 31: Ate a disgusting pizza, which the Finns tried to make me believe was good (Finns have very bad taste). Watched my cousin's roommate move. Didn't help. Went to the pub, played some games.
Day 32: Bought a comic book for a friend's brother and mailed it to her (I mean the friend, the friend's brother is male). Left Finland, went to Sthlm. Stayed with the Mook for a day. Watched Holy Mountain (1973) and drank a couple of his father's beers.
Day 33: Went shopping in Sthlm (found two OOP collections of Miracleman on Söder - how bout that?), left Sthlm, went home to Falun. Watched The Birds (1963).
Days 34-37: Spent four days alone, mostly watching DVDs and drinking beer and reading comics. I watched the remaining episodes of Ugly Betty (2006-2007) and then I Heart Huckabees (2004) (again), The Magnificent Ambersons (1942), To Catch A Thief (1955), When the Wind Blows (1986), Ellie Parker (2005), Cherish (2002), Twin Peaks: Fire Walk with Me (1992), Requiem for a Dream (2000), Rear Window (1954), The Devil's Backbone (2001) and United 93 (2006). (I may review them all here on SUPERBLOG!! eventually.) Read John Woo's Seven Brothers Vol 1 and Osamu Tezuka's Buddha Vol 5 and 6 and 7, and Hellblazer: Original Sins.
Day 38 (today): My summer is over, which is why James Van Der Beek is looking sad. I'll pay some bills and cry and hope to die.