• A minor improvement to the website code.

    It’s been bothering me for a while, but today I finally up and did something about it. I added “width” attributes to the entry editing template for this here journal rig (and the other two just like it that live on this server). This means that resizing the browser window results in a changed form width, which allows us to spot all of those annoying line-breaks in copy-and-pasted text.

    This is a good thing. Trust me. It means that we can write better-looking entries, and as we all know, it’s all about the presentation…

  • I can talk and pound villains at the same time.

    A while ago, I set up a Teamspeak server so that Dawn and I could do voice chat while we’re playing City of Heroes. The idea is that we can communicate far, far more effectively with verbal cues than when we have to stop down the action to type our messages.

    For various reasons, before tonight, we’ve been unable to make the system work to our satisfaction. Tonight, however, could be considered a qualified success. The mild feedback problem hasn’t gone completely away, but it’s far more tolerable than it used to be. Tonight, we managed to run through several missions, communicate and coordinate, and even whisper sweet nothings in one another’s ears. Not bad for a small investment in headsets and the installation of a free bit of server code, eh?

  • Game Computer Recased

    If you are in the market for a new chassis, you could do worse than to pick up the Antec Sonata. It comes with a 380-watt power supply, and boasts some of the smartest interior design around. The whole case is meant to be generally quieter and easier to work with, and it does so splendidly.

    So I took my gaming computer apart today, and put it into the new case. The old case can’t accept power supply upgrades (stupid proprietary thinking, anyway), so in order to power my two hard drives, a Pentium 4 and my GeForce 6600, I had to upgrade. I took advantage of the opportunity to trade out the slow, stubborn old DVD-ROM for a regular CD-ROM drive, and upgraded from the Soundblaster Live to a Soundblaster Live 5.1. (It’s a subtle improvement, sure, but since I had the case open anyway…)

    The good news is, it all worked the first time I powered it up. That alone is almost newsworthy all by itself, as it’s unusual enough to nearly be unique in my experience.

    I also may have gotten to the bottom of the trouble playing City of Heroes. Even with the new power supply, I still had the weird game crash problem… but once I turned off the antialiasing, I was able to play for two solid hours without a glitch. I’m hesitant to claim victory just yet, but it’s at least a promising start.

    Now I just need to clean up this mess I created during the chassis transfer… oops…

  • Fun, fun, and more fun.

    So let’s see… roll out of bed around 9:30, play CoH, pick up Erica from her writing workship (her three-and-a-half page story was, apparently, very well received), try to go to Chang’s for lunch, realize they’re not open yet, start heading back towards home, have brainstorm of going just a bit further south to the Family Fun Center in Wilsonville, go and eat there, play 18 holes of minigolf (I have the scorecard but haven’t tabulated everything yet, though just glancing at all those 2s in Erica’s column would seem like a clue, wouldn’t it?), watch Erica play in the bumperboats and Alex drive around in the go-kart track (dude, I don’t have the nerve to do that!), go to Fry’s (it was right there after all) for parts I needed, come home, eat dinner, play lots more CoH.

    Yeah, this was definitely one of the better Saturdays so far this year. Heh.

  • Steamboy

    What’s the difference between a mad scientist and a genius inventor? This question would, under other circumstances, be at the heart of Katsuhiro Otomo’s new feature-length anime, “Steamboy.” Unfortunately, there are a few major things about the film that completely detract from such philosophical ponderings.

    For starters, the family Steam (Lloyd, Edward and Ray) are all as nutty as fruitcakes. Okay, so Ray’s a mostly-harmless kind of nutty, but still, you can tell that the nut doesn’t fall far from the tree. When you’ve got Dad and Granddad gesticulating wildly and spouting off about the proper course of scientific progress, well, all that bombast sort of gets in the way of serious thinking. The only other characters who get serious screen time are either shifty or outright annoying (that would be “Miss Scarlett,” the shrill, stupid and annoying supposed-love-interest. Gah.)

    Then you have the visuals. Oh, wow, are they pretty! “Steamboy” follows closely on the heels of the also-gorgeous “Metropolis” as a highly detailed, wonderfully lit, lovingly animated piece of art. There are even a few brief tone-poem-style moments reminiscent of that earlier work, but for the most part this film’s about action. Tanks, trains, dirigibles, armor, guns, flying machines, giant articulated appendages and steam valves of all sizes fill the screen. Unfortunately, much of the action seems to be for the sake of giving the audience action sequences to “ooh” and “aah” over. That’s okay, though, ‘cause when you get right down to it, there’s no plot for the action to get in the way of.

    There’s also what could be considered a rather nitpicky complaint, though I consider it a highly relevant one considering the tone and direction of the film’s dialog. You see, there’s a lot of blathering about “science” and what it’s supposed to mean for mankind. There’s only one problem: They’re confusing science and technology. What you see on the screen is lots and lots of technology. It’s engineering and applied physics, sure, but is it actually science? Not so much, really.

    Maybe I’ve just read too much James Burke. Who knows?

    Oh, you want to know about the plot? Let’s see… there’s this bauble. I mean, steamball. Okay, it turns out there are three of them, but you only ever see the one. Ray’s father and grandfather are competing for possession of it, the reasons for which are pontificated upon at length in between chase and mechanical-fight sequences of considerable energy and detail. Things explode, other things fly around, and… no, that’s pretty much it. Two hours of machinery and bombast.

    It’s awfully pretty to look at. Some of the sequences will take your breath away if you have any enjoyment of animation whatsoever. But it’s all just so much empty visualization, because you can’t really care about the characters and there’s nothing resembling a compelling plot. Who will end up with the steamball? Who cares? Everyone we meet is nutty, greedy or both. It’s sort of hard to root for anybody, which is odd as well as a damned shame, considering this movie’s obvious attempts to be a good old-fashioned rollicking actioner.

    Oh, and there are some interesting nods to other works, both Otomo’s own and that of others. “Akira” comes to mind, as well as the bookending sequences of “Robot Carnival.” You’ll also get a strong “Rocketeer” vibe from Ray’s flight sequences (the costume alone gives it away, really).

    I should mention the dub job. It’s… well, it could’ve been worse. Patrick Stewart does his usual sterling work, but he’s horribly miscast as the cranky, crazy grandfather. Alfred Molina does a spot-on job as Ray’s father, even managing to salvage some dignity from the bombastic lines he has to spout on occasion. I don’t know who Kari Wahlgren’s supposed to be, but I guess all they needed was someone to be shrill, annoying and to scream appropriately during her damsel-in-distress moments. Anna Paquin? Well… I don’t understand the thinking behind that choice. I like her well enough, but I couldn’t shake the sense that it’s a much harder sell having an actress voice a male part for English roles than it is in Japanese (where it’s not only normal but just about the norm). She didn’t do a bad job, really, though she also had almost nothing interesting to do with the role. Ray’s just a kid who goes along with the flow of things, really. And that’s probably the last, most fatal flaw in the movie: The hero isn’t really all that heroic, when you get right down to it.

    Steamboy. See it for the pretty pictures. Do it with the sound off, if you wind up with it on DVD. It’ll be better that way, believe me.

    IMDB: Steamboy

  • Don’t you just love “name generators”?

    Found… well, pretty much all over the place on the so-called “blogosphere”:

    My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Joyous Icepick of Compassion. What’s yours?

    Sure, that works. I guess. (Go ahead and read the Unitarian Jihad thing. It’s rather amusing.)

    Stay tuned later on; there’s a movie review that needs posting. Yep.