<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30979814</id><updated>2011-08-13T05:10:43.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one headlight</title><subtitle type='html'>Daphne Super-Bizarro's the name and reviewing movies is the game.

I don't do 'deadlines' very well, so this blog shall be my constructively creative outlet to what some consider to be 'real' writing.

I may also post the occasional book or TV program review, if I can be bothered.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filmrock.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30979814/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filmrock.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Daphne Super-Bizarro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14378694777138079011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30979814.post-2435656511747729213</id><published>2007-07-02T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T13:40:59.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At World's End sucketh, 'tis true.</title><content type='html'>This is what I get for trusting the Mouse to make a *good* trilogy.  Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This update is so late because I'm still in denial.  I want to believe AWE wasn't as bad as it actually was.  I don't think I'm going to wake up and find the reverse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Disney, for flushing "Pirates of the Caribbean" down the toilet.  I'll just pretend that AWE didn't happen...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30979814-2435656511747729213?l=filmrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filmrock.blogspot.com/feeds/2435656511747729213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30979814&amp;postID=2435656511747729213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30979814/posts/default/2435656511747729213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30979814/posts/default/2435656511747729213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filmrock.blogspot.com/2007/07/at-worlds-end-sucketh-tis-true.html' title='At World&apos;s End sucketh, &apos;tis true.'/><author><name>Daphne Super-Bizarro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14378694777138079011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30979814.post-4783176592732084874</id><published>2006-12-15T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T14:49:52.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranger than Fiction</title><content type='html'>It was absolutely fantastic, and that's all I can say at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30979814-4783176592732084874?l=filmrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filmrock.blogspot.com/feeds/4783176592732084874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30979814&amp;postID=4783176592732084874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30979814/posts/default/4783176592732084874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30979814/posts/default/4783176592732084874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filmrock.blogspot.com/2006/12/stranger-than-fiction.html' title='Stranger than Fiction'/><author><name>Daphne Super-Bizarro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14378694777138079011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30979814.post-115498217992636758</id><published>2006-08-07T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T16:32:42.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>emotion sickness</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xBf1UblIMKU"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xBf1UblIMKU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30979814-115498217992636758?l=filmrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filmrock.blogspot.com/feeds/115498217992636758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30979814&amp;postID=115498217992636758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30979814/posts/default/115498217992636758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30979814/posts/default/115498217992636758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filmrock.blogspot.com/2006/08/emotion-sickness.html' title='emotion sickness'/><author><name>Daphne Super-Bizarro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14378694777138079011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30979814.post-115498282403041761</id><published>2006-08-04T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T16:32:42.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the cookie thief</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cBBt263v33A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cBBt263v33A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30979814-115498282403041761?l=filmrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filmrock.blogspot.com/feeds/115498282403041761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30979814&amp;postID=115498282403041761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30979814/posts/default/115498282403041761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30979814/posts/default/115498282403041761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filmrock.blogspot.com/2006/08/cookie-thief.html' title='the cookie thief'/><author><name>Daphne Super-Bizarro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14378694777138079011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30979814.post-115324551463517220</id><published>2006-07-18T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T16:32:42.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Dead Man's Chest" delivers!</title><content type='html'>As the tagling states, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Captain Jack is back!"&lt;/span&gt;, and he is back with a vengence.  Disney's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest"&lt;/span&gt; sailed into theatres across the country on July 7th to conquer and break box office records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited in line for five hours to see the ultra-cool midnight screening -- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in costume.&lt;/span&gt;  I honestly never knew Salem was home to so many pirates, and not a single Naval officer in sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike most sequels, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chest &lt;/span&gt;does not pick up right where &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Curse of the Black Pearl&lt;/span&gt; left off.  Months, even a couple of years, have transpired and Will Turner (Orlando Bloom) and Elizabeth Swann (Keira Knightley) are getting married, but Lord Beckett (Tom Hollander) of the East India Trading Company crashes the ceremony, jailing both bride and groom for freeing Captain Jack Sparrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Jack Sparrow (Johnny Depp) and his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pearl&lt;/span&gt; are searching for a key that can help him get out of an ironclad deal he made with the infamous Davy Jones (Bill Nighy).  But a visit from 'Bootstrap' Bill Turner (Stellan Skaarsgard), on behalf of Jones, scares Jack off of the ocean and right into the hands of a cannibal village, where they make him their chief/god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can Will save Jack and co. from the hungry cannibals and convince Jack to help him and Elizabeth escape the hangman's noose?  Has Elizabeth accidentily found herself hip deep in a love triangle?  How does one pronounce 'krakken?'  And most importantly of all, will you pick up on all the innuendo?  As they say, all will be revealed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot moves fast, as it has to tie up the loose ends of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Curse  &lt;/span&gt;and lay the groundwork for the final installment of the trilogy, tentatively titled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At World's End &lt;/span&gt;[don't worry about the title, it'll make sense once you've seen the end of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chest&lt;/span&gt;.  I promise!].  Ah, the joys of being the dreaded &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;middle &lt;/span&gt;movie in a trilogy.  I'm sure &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dead Man's Chest &lt;/span&gt;can commiserate with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Two Towers&lt;/span&gt; if it needs to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of our favorite actors are back, lead by Johnny, Orlando and Keira, but let's not forget the overlooked actors that make our favorite trio shine:  Jack Davenport as James Norrington (Vive Scruffington!  Excuse my inner fangirl, she got out for a second), Kevin McNally as Gibbs, Tom Hollander as new corporate baddie Lord Cutler Beckett, Jonathan Pryce as Governor Swann, newcomer Naomi Harris as eerily lovable voodooer Tia Dalma, Stellan Skaarsgard as the tormented 'Bootstrap' Bill Turner, and probably my favorite actor of all-time - Bill Nighy as the octopus-faced Davy Jones (a completely CGI character a la prequel Yoda, but Nighy's performance shines through and brings Davy's pixels to life!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention Jack Davenport?  Oh, I did...well, it bears repeating!  I seem to have lost my train of thought, all this thinking about Davenport as Norrington...  very distracting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1685/3333/1600/dmc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1685/3333/320/dmc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Johnny Depp as Captain Jack Sparrow and Jack Davenport as Norrington.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANWAY, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dead Man's Chest &lt;/span&gt;is an excellent sequel.  You could say that Ted and Terry (who is on myspace, thereby substantiating my theory that everyone is on myspace) have done it again (FYI, they are the *writers* for those of you non-credit-readers).  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chest &lt;/span&gt;lives up to its hype and then some, but I'm not going to spoil it for you.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those movies that begs to be seen multiple times to fully catch every little detail.  I could list the ones I've caught so far after watching all two and half hours three times to date, but that would be like doing the homework for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, fans will have to wait a whole year for the release of the final installment, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At World's End&lt;/span&gt;, which is due sometime either in May or July, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, this is Daphne saying "Who took my rum?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30979814-115324551463517220?l=filmrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filmrock.blogspot.com/feeds/115324551463517220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30979814&amp;postID=115324551463517220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30979814/posts/default/115324551463517220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30979814/posts/default/115324551463517220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filmrock.blogspot.com/2006/07/dead-mans-chest-delivers.html' title='&quot;Dead Man&apos;s Chest&quot; delivers!'/><author><name>Daphne Super-Bizarro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14378694777138079011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30979814.post-115263930866390618</id><published>2006-07-11T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T16:32:42.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the objective</title><content type='html'>After much goading by friends, I joined my school paper with an intense interest to write film reviews.  However, the paper &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;already &lt;/span&gt;had a film critic and said critic wasn't looking to share the spotlight, or movie passes, so I said "screw them" and left the paper to strike out on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the twenty-first century with internet access in almost every home across this deceptively small world, I figure there &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt;, in theory, be an audience just salivating to read what I have to say about movies, books, tv shows, et al.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus "one headlight" was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blogity-blog, "one headlight" will be a place where people can find reviews of, hopefully, every type of movie:  from hollywood blockbuster to gritty independant, cheesiest horror flop to most confusing foreign thriller, and everything in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll rave, I'll rant, I'll laugh and I may just cry my eyes out.  I'll be there for the midnight screenings, 2AM trips to Blockbuster and standing in the rain waiting for that Netflix envelope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stick around and check back often, films are my drug of choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30979814-115263930866390618?l=filmrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filmrock.blogspot.com/feeds/115263930866390618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30979814&amp;postID=115263930866390618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30979814/posts/default/115263930866390618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30979814/posts/default/115263930866390618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filmrock.blogspot.com/2006/07/objective.html' title='the objective'/><author><name>Daphne Super-Bizarro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14378694777138079011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
