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Movies. Iron man previously reported as teh awesome, but Speed Racer checks in with slightly less, but equally valid ROCK.

Here’s why I like it (Speed Racer), in no particular order.

It’s a cartoon. It’s full of fantastic heroes, with powers that amaze and entertain us.

It’s a comic book, laid out in panels, bright colors, flashbacks, and exposition

It’s a Sports movie.

It has cars

It has intrigue, nostalgia, and story. There are sound effects and plot elements directly lifted from the 66 cartoon

It Has a Chimpanzee.

It has Susan Sarandon

it gave me happy chills

Here’s why I don’t like it. (point means nothing without counterpoint, after all)

It’s flashy. Sometimes, it’s hard to keep track of computer generated cars that really all look the same.

Emil Hirsch. Although he fits the character physically, he’s not the best actor for the part.

Chim-Chim throws poo. Who the hell trains their pet chimp to throw feces on command? It’s not even funny in usage.

It’s not for Kids, but it’s marketed at them. The movie is too adult for any kid that has not seen he original.

It’s not for adults, but it’s marketed at their kids specifically as a family movie.

RE: throwing poo.

This movie will look and feel great on home theater. Since Blu-Ray is Warner’s new poster child, I’ll probably break down for a player later this year, to watch it again in HD.

Baseball. This weekends games were not thrilling. There was only one cheering moment for me in Sunday’s game, and it came in the 8th inning. Even having emotional ties to both the San Diego and Seattle teams, Sunday was as boring a game as it gets.

That makes me sad. I’m not deriving a lot of excitement from watching baseball this year. I may have crossed well and fully over into the realm of the casual fan,

Plus, my stomach hurt after the game. Allergies and such make me feel not good this time of year.

P.S. I woke up 90 minutes or so ago. I can’t sleep, but I can’t not sleep either. I do math for a living, and the accuracy of my work means dollars and cents. Finishing up an episode of CSI (Vegas), posting on the internets, and then off to work with me.

Wheeee.