You mean their sorry excuse for Rio? :cry:Quote:
Originally Posted by MermaidCelesteFL
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You mean their sorry excuse for Rio? :cry:Quote:
Originally Posted by MermaidCelesteFL
*takes deep breath*....
~ No Jem Star Earrings
~ No Synergy
~ No Holograms (they never once mention the word Holograms, even a sign in the trailer that one of the "fans" was holding says Jem but not one letter of the Holograms)
~ No Misfits (hell not even a mention of Limp Lizards either)
~ No Stingers (though I am willing to let that one slide since The Stingers didn't hit the tv show until much later)
~ No ERIC Raymond (instead we get EricA Raymond...WTF?)
Also an '80's' actress playing an 80's character from and 80's show doesn't make it feel 80's or make it any better.
~ Where's Eric's henchman, Techrat?
~ The name Jem was Jerrica's decision, it was not given to her by 'Erica' and ONLY the Holograms knew who Jem really was.
~ What's up with the makeup? (looks like a 5 year old colored on their faces)
~ Rio (where is his purple hair) was Jerrica's boyfriend before there was even a Jem and thus started this weird love triangle between Jerrica, Rio and Jem AKA Jerrica
~ Jerrica was not a mousy, shy individual by any means.
~ Jerrica was the owner and manager of Starlight Music (ugh,,,Enterprises? really?) and where was Starlight House the rundown orphanage that needed money for repairs for the Starlight Girls?
~ Better yet, where were the Starlight Girls?
~ Where the heck is the Battle of the Bands competition?
~ Christy Marx had no idea a film was being made and was upset about it. (not that I blame her)
~ Samantha & Britta make a cameo....ok that's cool but only Jem fans will know who they are otherwise that one will go right over your head.
~ The "Open Auditions" that they had were nothing more than a marketing ploy to gain interest in the movie (way to waste people's time and money, not to mention getting people's hopes up then crushing them, you asshats)
...*exhales*
Yes, I'm happy that Jem is getting attention and I probably will eventually see this movie, though not in theaters but it's a bit sad and disheartening to see so much of the show gutted just so it can be 'modernized' in an attempt to appeal to a crowd that, unless parents showed them this show, will never understand it nor even know who Jem is. Yes, I get that things are far more different now than in '85 - '88 and in some way modernizing things can be acceptable but to take something that was such an impact on everyone's childhood and completely throw 99.9% of it right out the window and then dis-empower it, is just a bit over the top.
This movie is Josie & The Pussycats mixed with Hannah Montana, rolled up in a ton of cheap makeup and gaudy rhinestones, hiding behind an iconic name.
This is just my opinion and I don't expect anyone to agree or disagree but yeah...I just.....NO.
No, no, no....no. :crying:
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g2ZMxhQtEDk
Yes! This.Quote:
Originally Posted by SINicallyTwisted
The fact that they did away with this really bothers me on a deep level.
They don't want to be showcasing successful and intelligent women that call the shots in the entertainment industry, AND have the ability to be artistically talented and attractive, all at the same time. That's a little too Black Widow for them I guess, and we can currently see how that's going :headwall:
Oh yeah, remember when Jem and the Holograms were adults?! Jerrica's little sister, Kimber was the token 'super talented kid' at 17 or 18 I think.
All of this is exactly how I feel. Great photo and video to go with it! lol Seriously tho, how did they think this would not totally turn away fans of the show? They could of just made this movie with a totally different name and left Jem out of it.
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Originally Posted by SINicallyTwisted
EVERYTHING THAT SINICALLY TWISTED SAID
My father is such a jerk sometimes! I am going through hell trying to take my bird to Honduras with me and he has no sympathy. In fact, that was exactly what he says "I don't have much sympathy you trying to take a bird with you." See, here is the deal--they think I'm coming back, but I'm not. My mother never cut the apron strings, living down the street from her parents and never separating, and now I've been doing the same thing. But next year I am turning thirty. I have no husband, no kids, and I've felt like a child my whole life with my damn mother mowing my lawn and sneaking into my house to do laundry and complaining if I don't clean well and bitching about how I should be happy since I have it so good--I am sick of being their child, always feeling as if I have to run my life by them. So they think I'm just going for six weeks to get my Divemaster then coming home to consider doing more. Surprise surprise mommy and daddy, I am already in the midst of securing a long term apartment and have signed up for a program that will take at least four months. I am slowly making my home rental ready so that when I DON'T return after six weeks my folks can rent the house to pay the insurance and taxes. And if I decide to stay in Honduras after four months (which I fully plan to either do that or check out Costa Rica) I will return to the States, sell my home and buy a new home in Central America for the $180,000 or so that it's worth. Or less. I have no problem with homes that have nothing but a kitchen/living room, a shower, and a bedroom if it's near a beach. I only use four rooms in my house in the States as it is (living room, kitchen, bathroom, bedroom) and just pay to air condition the other bathroom, two bedrooms, and dining room. So yes, taking this damn bird with me is very important to me because he's my friend and I plan on remaining an expat. I am done with the States. So screw my father and his jerking attitude toward me taking my bird and both of their superior attitudes that I'm a child doing something childish and I will be running home to mom and dad soon. I am almost thirty years old--I am not their baby girl anymore. I am a grown woman making a life choice, and I want it to be respected. See the thing is that I finally figured it out--I've spent all these years doing things my parents see as childish or "manic" (because EVERY time I take up a hobby obviously I am manic--it couldn't possibly be that I am simply unhappy in the American Dream life they helped me set up and am looking for something to distract me from it) and I've finally realized that the reason I buy so much stuff and try so many new things is because I'm unhappy and I am looking for something to fulfill me. But I never find it because I'm unhappy about my whole damn life! Yes mom, I realize that there are people out there my age who would kill to have a paid off house and a car and a good job. Yes mom, I realize that hanging around and getting a full time job as a fashion stylist could be the "opportunity of a lifetime." But it doesn't make ME happy. Yeah, I love clothes but the idea of slaving away 40-50 hours a week managing other stylists and sticking overpriced clothes in someone's box makes me feel just as lousy as the idea of spending another year teaching. My whole life I have simply accepted that everyone goes through life miserable, hating their jobs and slaving away endlessly just dying for retirement to come and hoping Social Security hasn't collapsed by the time they do. And then I visited a third world country and met backpackers and surfers and retirees brave enough to give up their Kansas ranch homes and head out to someplace more inspiring. I felt the magic of living on island time, of existing in a world where shops shut down for siesta time and no one lays out sign in sheets at meetings to catch you red handed if you are five minutes late. Hell, people don't even wear watches! And I realized that the problem back at home wasn't a crappy job or a manic mind or me being an unappreciative bitch who isn't grateful for her wonderful life. The problem is that nothing in my life makes me happy, everything about the world I live in stresses me out and pisses me off, and that I am following the wisdom I was raised by: get money, a stable job, and lots of nice stuff and you'll be happy. So here I am, almost thirty years old and I've got (some) money and I've got a house and I've got a car and I've got physical stuff coming out the wazoo, but I've got no lover, I've only got one friend off the internet, I still subtly ask my parents for permission for everything I do, and the only thing that gives me even momentary pleasure is sitting on my ass eating pizza and watching Netflix, because at least then I don't have to think about all the paperwork I have to finish by seven o'clock tomorrow and whether or not my boss has figured out I surf the internet for gay guy porn when I'm supposed to be making phone calls and writing IEPs. Talk about the good life, huh? So screw you, dad, and that superior look you get that says "this is just another silly phase and she'll get buyer's remorse in a week and come running back to live exactly seven houses away from us where we can monitor every aspect if her life to make sure she's not effing it up forever by forgetting to publicly thank Jesus for this year's bonus on Facebook where the church group can see it or neglecting to water her bright green lawn in the middle of a Texas drought--you know, the super important things."
okay rant over. Yes, I feel better now. Much better. Smile on my face.
It reminds me of the horror that was the Avatar: The Last Airbender live action movie. The sort of thing where you stare in disbelief and wonder if the writers even watched the dang cartoon.Quote:
Originally Posted by SINicallyTwisted
Seavannna! GO YOU!
:cheerleader::cheerleader::cheerleader::cheerleade r::cheerleader::cheerleader::cheerleader::cheerlea der::cheerleader::cheerleader::cheerleader:
All my best wishes as you embark on your adventure!
I had plans tonight. Plans that involved testing out the neoprene glue so that I can get to work on my tail. I settled myself down with a scrap of neoprene, a bunch of cardboard to protect the floor, and my can of neoprene cement.
I can't.
Open.
The Can.
I have been trying since about 4:00.
The lid on this stupid thing is so stuck I will need to obtain a freaking PIPE WRENCH in order to open this stupid thing. I live in an apartment. I have no need for a pipe wrench. I am also now terrified that when I finally get it open it's going to splash everywhere.
RAR.
Do you need, like, a paint key to open it? Not sure what the lid looks like, but if it is like a paint can lid, a paint key should open it up.
No, this is the can
http://www.scubaboard.com/forums/att...8&d=1396517850
I nearly bruised my hand trying to twist that lid off!
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Did you try the old trick of banging around the lid with a butter knife?
Time to pick up a pipe wrench! :\
Ru sent Katya home...the wonderful hilarious Russian chain smoker joker mom who everyone loved was sent home. This was the wrong decision! Why? First he took Trixie, then my precious Max, then Trixie again aND now Katya! I respect Kennedys talent as a dancer...those flips and splits were crazy (I didn't know you were allowed to jump oft that portion of the stage) but Im honestly not a huge fan of pageant queens...especially pageant queens who can't make a costume! Well I think Kennedy is actually just a performer? I have found her kind of dry, her looks basic and they always feel the same... But not in a "this is my signature style" kind of way, more like a boring not successfully versatile way. I personally liked Katya lip sync more because of the way she built up the emotion to the song. They both turned it out don't get me wrong but I don't think Kennedy has much more to offer and where will we find a gem like Katya ever again? Katya was an inspiration and deserved a top 3 spot and I would be okay with her winning. there have been many mistakes this season...and not nearly enough costume design challenges
the power went out this morning and now it's raining. what's going on with California???????
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does that mean the drought is over?
yes we're saved hallelujahQuote:
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californiaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh
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http://images.tapatalk-cdn.com/15/05...e253205582.jpg THIS IS THE WORST THING THATS EVER HAPPENED TO ME OMG
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