Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
It was fascinating talking to the callers and how the whole scene works. Would it float my boat? as many wanted to know. I suppose to a point. Years of porn watching, probably has desensitised me to the whole thing. As the old saying goes, we'd all go for a look. And theres not much point going to the fairground or "da merries" without having a go on the bumpers. But as is the norm with the bumpers, be prepared to get hit from behind. Otherwise tell the other drivers to stay in front of ya.
But what happens if your performance is lack luster or ends quite early. What do you do then? Hang around, watch and try and get going again? Offer words of encouragement to the other swingers? Or maybe turn on the TV in another room and watch the news? I would imagine that for some people the thought of being in a room with a load of naked, horny folk would be quite exciting. It might be too exciting for that said few though. A tap on the shoulder could be enough to end someones evening prematurely.
The idea of an outside broadcast from a swinging party had crossed my mind, and its still in my mind if truth be told. I can imagine it now.
"This is Cork Talks Back with Victor Barry, hang on a sec, theres a couple having sex on top of the desk. Watch the mics folks will ye, there expensive. Anyway call us......."
I'm a very liberal person and quite open to lots of things. So whatever floats your boat, hoist the sail and sail on!
I should have been at Cork week!
But, Ive decided to be nice this morning and put up a teaser trailer for the new Harry Potter and the Half dead Prince or whatever its called....
Monday, July 28, 2008
For years now theres always been a manner of strange shit making the news from, not Ballincollig, but China. You know the sort, man grows horns out of his head, 2 headed cats and a monkey that smokes cigarettes out of his arse. For quite some time now, Ive always wondered just what the fuck is in the water in China. Is it heroin? Is it that bug that got into the water supply in Galway? Is it Alien ejaculate? I really don't know, but its some crazy shit either way.
So, whats come out of China to warrant such a blogging....
Well, for those of you who are fans of the Simpson's movie, no doubt you will all have taken off your pants and skirts for the Spider pig part. You, like I, no doubt have sung that song on many occasions. Primarily at weddings and funerals no doubt. So with the Spider Pig in your mind...take a look at this......
That's the lowdown. A monkey pig. Now is this the alien ejaculate that I spoke of, getting into the pigs drinking water. I'm no scientist, but I would think not. Is there some bizarre cross species breeding going on? Again, I'm no scientist, but Id imagine some horned up monkey is responsible for this. It may even be one of the monkeys that smoked fags from its hole. How does something like this happen? Were there dates and dinners? Was it planned? Or was it one of them "What dya mean you didnt wear a condom?" moments. Then; said monkey decided enough was enough, and his fetish for pig humping was over. He then went back to smoking fags from his backside. Up a tree somewhere.
I suppose whats happened in China; brings a whole new meaning to the game Cork Gentleman play, Pull the Pig!!!! Obviously this game has now spread to the indigenous monkey tribes of China!
Enjoy the rest of your lunch!
Saturday, July 26, 2008
So is it better second time round. To me, it is. But I ran out of steam by the end. I was absolutely knackered tired. Originally, as previously mentioned, I got sucked into the hype machine and couldn't absorb as much as I wanted. Second time round, I soaked the thing up like a big sponge. Ledgers performance gave me chills and shivers on more than one occasion. As a whole, I was able to appreciate Christopher Nolan's masterpiece a little bit more.
Up to a particular point in the Dark Knight, people were laughing along at the Jokers lunacy. After this particular point which I wont mention (spoilers and all that), the whole place was absolutely silent. No longer were there little laughs. No longer were there little giggles. It was pure "This fecker is absolutely out of his freakin mind"
Now that the hype, for me, is over. Whats wrong with the movie? Not a great deal really. By the time you finish watching the movie, you'll realise that everybody was banking on Heath Ledger to be around for another stint as the greatest villian ever portrayed on screen.
My original, hype induced 11/10, does that still stand? No. If I have to be honest, it doesn't still stand.
But 10/10 does!!!!!
Friday, July 25, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Im not going into the plot to a great degree, but basically Joker wants to kill Batman and find out who the man behind the mask is. And of course, it involves the mob and their life savings. There are plenty of twists and turns along the way, and the 152 minute movie rockets along like the Batpod.
The whole thing looks amazing. Dark and gritty, the way Gotham should be. The acting is top notch. The wonderful "fuck me thats an actual truck they flipped" action sequences are stunning. Mix in a superb score from Hans Zimmer and James Newton Howard and Christopher Nolan put together a helluva fuckin movie!!!!! Finally a superhero / comic book flick that doesnt stop off at the deli and pile on the cheese. This movie is dark, violent and brutal. The way it should be!
If I had to be critical of the the Dark Knight, I'd criticise myself. Over the last few days , I got completely and utterly sucked into the hype machine. I went into the cinema expecting the second coming of christ. But, Jesus didnt tear through the screen on a Jesus Bat Pod, unfortunately. So with all the hype swilling around in my mind, I was looking at the movie through a hazey gaze. And I felt at times, parts were not registering in my mind, I was that caught up in the hype. And Im finding it very hard to put into words what an amazing piece of work this is.
Let me put it like this. When you reach a certain age, all you want to do is have sex. You wait for years and eventually you get on top of someone. The first time isnt really mind blowing, but it feels good. From then on, each time you get your pants off, the sex gets better every time you do it. And to me thats what The Dark Knight is. Because there is so much to absorb in this mindblowing piece of cinema, it gets better every time you see it. It is the cinematic event of the year, and one that will remain in your mind for quite some time. For me, my pants is already taken off for tomorrow night!
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Other than that, its all back to normal. My take on the Dark Knight will be up here around 5ish today. I cannot wait to see this flick. Im so excited, Im going to the cinema without no pants on! It'll save me doing it during the flick :)
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
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Whats the deal with the leopard? Obviously, a croc isnt on leopard menu. Maybe it'll use it to make a new pair of boots.....
All pictures by Hal Brindley/SOLO Syndication.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Anyways, thanks to all the staff at the Gilabbey Veterinary hospital for all their wonderful work as always. They do an amazing job in there. And to top off the nail fillet that Gus had to get, they had RedFM on in there as well., which is always a good thing! But the main thing, is Gussy is well and truly on the mend!
Well, as predicted, The Dark Knight gave Spiderman 3 a good few digs and beat its opening weekend record by around 4 million. $155 mill + for 3 days. Roll on Thursday afternoon. Full review online at some point that evening. Not that people need another review saying how good the damn thing is. But, it'll be on here, just in case there are still some people living under rocks.
On a final note, check this out.
Extinct, my ASS! from The Original Joe Fisher on Vimeo.
And no it doesnt rip anybodies chest out their arse. Which to some, may come as a disappointment.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Back in the day, I don't know did anybody think that the Lucasfilm Computer Graphics Project, would evolve in Pixar Animation Studios. When Steve Jobs handed over a few bob for them way back when, did even Mr.iPod think that they would turn out they way they did. For years, Pixar has set the level, to which all others have followed. Dreamworks got in on the animation deal with the likes of Shrek. Blue Sky Studios did the same with Ice-Age and ever since, we've been inundated with computer generated, animated movies. And unfortunately quite alot of them have been shite.
Pixar's work has always looked outstanding. That said, Dreamworks made Shrek look very good. Ice-Age turned out pretty cool as well for Blue Sky. But!!! And theres always a but, Pixar always had amazing stories to go with the amazing look of their movies. And thats where alot of other animated features have fallen apart. Their story side of things, couldn't even cut a sliced pan!
Wall-E is yet another amazing feather in the cap of a company I wished to work for, many years ago. Andrew Stanton is in the directors chair, who's previous writing credits include Finding Nemo and Toy Story. And man, has he come up with goods again.
In a little nutshell, which is the sweetest one you'll see all year , Wall-E is a robot. Yes, he's got the big eyes and the cute mannerisms, kinda like Johnny 5. His days are spent stockpiling rubbish on earth. Its a different Earth at this point though. Everyone has fecked off somewhere else. The planet is just one big rubbish dump. Skyscrapers of rubbish dot the landscape. All created by a variety of Wall-E's, who were invented to clean the planet up and load a few space ships with rubbish. The ships would then bugger off into space and get rid of the rubbish. Happy days, for a while.
Wall-E is the only one left on the planet and has only a little cockroach as a physical companion. That said, he has a huge collection of rubbish in his storage unit. Wait till you see Pong, or the VHS deck playing Helly Dolly, through an iPod video. After much of these hilarious antics, EVE arrives. She's looking for signs on the planet coming back to normality. Wall-E falls in love and follows EVE onto a rocket and the story continues in an intergalactic mode. As a gift Wall-E has given EVE a plant that he found, a sign that life is sustainable once again on earth.
From that point on, the story revolves around the plant and Wall-Es obsession with EVE. The plant is the key item for the intergalactic cruiser and its hover chaired inhabitants, to return to Earth. I don't want to give too much away from here on in, but its a great story. There are genuine moments in the film, towards the end that the whole cinema was absolutely quiet. Nobody farted, nobody even took a breath. And its moments like this that you know Pixar has done it yet again. They made you fall madly in love with an animated Robot. And keep in mind, this was a late show at 11:45pm with zero kids and nothing but adults in the cinema!!!!
Excluding the fatter, lazy human folks, there is very little dialogue in Wall-E. Beeps, Blips and a wide selection of robot sounds make up the conversation. There is no sub-titles or anything of the sort. You don't need them, because you understand every single thing that's going on. Every blip, buzz and motion means something. The man behind the sound of Wall-E, Ben Burtt has done an amazing job. But this is the guy that injected life into R2D2 back in the late 70's, so theres no surprises there.
Wall-E looks and sounds amazing. As a movie, this is one of the sweetest intergalactic love movies you will ever see, animated or otherwise. If this movie doesn't warm your heart, then there is a good chance your actually dead.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
While its not pants removing time yet, I've opened my belt.
Im a huge Terminator fan, and maybe its just me, but the actor who brought the Terminator to life on screen and gave him his characteristics, is nowhere to be seen in this one. And at this present moment in time, and I never thought I'd say this..a Terminator movie without Arnie is just what the doctor ordered....maybe!
And, the angry kid. Being floating around for a while, but still absolutely hilarious :)
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
"Oh yeah, yer mano from RedFM filled up a skip this week. And twasnt even a real skip. Twas wan a them bag jobs"
"Really, fuckin hell. At least he didn't kill any hookers this week or throw a few televisions, horses or goats through any hotel room windows."
"Yeah, that's true alright. Pity that"
One of the topics on the show last night, was a little bit titillating. Some might say, it was one of the breast topics yet. And so on and so forth. Come up with your own breast / chest pun. M&S are charging more for DD+ size bras. No, while this doesn't really bother me, I'm pushing a B cup, alot of the female audience are a bit peeved at the whole thing.
Is it not like other things, the bigger the size, the more expensive it is. XL and XXL and bigger sized t-shirts cost a few bob more. If something is comfortable, surely its worth an extra few bob.
Will the ladies of Cork start going around wearing smaller bra sizes? Will their boobs be bursting out of the said smaller bra sizes, akin to a fleshy version of Niagra Falls. I doubt it somehow. On the other hand, you can blame it on the recession if you want. I wonder how the people who have appeared on the front cover of National Geographic feel about it??? I cant see them paying extra for bras. They've got the right idea. Leave it all hang out. And worse case scenario, throw your tits over your shoulder!
If your interested, drop by Shyhhy Records and email them.
Heres the vid....
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Aanisah: Macy Gray (also mother to Tahmel)
Apple: Chris Martin and Gwyneth Paltrow
Astrella Celeste: Donovan and Linda Lawrence (also parents to Oriole Nebula)
Atherton Grace: Don Johnson and Kelley Phleger
Audio Science: Shannyn Sossamon
Aurelius Cy: Elle Macpherson and Arpad Busson
Blue Angel: U2's The Edge and Aislinn O'Sullivan
Bluebell Madonna: Geri Halliwell
Brooklyn: David and Victoria Beckham (also parents to Romeo and Cruz)
Calico: Alice and Sheryl Cooper (also parents to Sonora Rose)
Camera: Arthur Ashe and Jeanne Moutoussamy
Destry: Steven Spielberg and Kate Capshaw
Diezel Ky: Toni Braxton and Keri Lewis (also parents to Denim Cole)
Fifi Trixibell: Bob Geldof and Paula Yates (also parents to Peaches and Pixie)
Fuchsia: Sting and Frances Tomelty
Gaia: Emma Thompson and Greg Wise
Gulliver: Gary Oldman and Donya Fiorentino
Heaven: Lil' Mo (also mother to God'Iss Love Stone)
Heavenly Hiraani Tiger Lily: Paula Yates and Michael Hutchence
Hopper: Sean Penn and Robin Wright
Ireland: Alec Baldwin and Kim Basinger
Jaz: Steffi Graf and Andre Agassi
Jazz Domino: Joe Strummer
Jermajesty: Jermaine Jackson and Alejandra Genevieve Oaziaza (previously married to Jermaine's brother Randy)
Kal-El Coppola: Nicholas Cage (Kal-El is Superman’s original birth name)
Kyd: David Duchovny and Tea Leoni
Lark Song: Mia Farrow and André Previn
Lennon: Liam Gallagher and Patsy Kensit
Liberty: Ryan Giggs
London Emilio: Slash
Luna Coco Patricia: Frank Lampard and Elen Rive
Marquise: 50 Cent
Memphis Eve: Bono
Moon Unit: Frank Zappa, also father to Dweezil and Diva Muffin
Moxie CrimeFighter: Penn Jillette (also father to Zolten)
Ocean: Forest Whitaker (also father to Sonnet and True)
Pilot Inspektor: Jason Lee and Beth Riesgraf
Poppy Honey: Jamie and Jules Oliver (also parents to Daisy Boo)
Rocket: Robert Rodriguez (also father to Racer, Rebel and Rogue)
Rufus Tiger: Roger Taylor also father to Tiger Lily and Lola Daisy
Saffron Sahara: Simon and Yasmin Le Bon (also parents to Amber Rose and Tallulah Pine)
Sage Moonblood: Sylvester Stallone and Sasha Czack (also parents to Seargeoh)
Satchel: Spike Lee and Tonya Lewis Lee
Seven Sirius: Andre Benjamin and Erykah Badu
Shiloh Nouvel: Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie
Sosie: Kevin Bacon and Kyra Sedgwick
Suri: Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes
Tallulah: Bruce Willis and Demi Moore (also parents to Scout and Rumer)
Willow Camille Reign: Will Smith and Jada Pinkett-Smith
Zola Ivy: Eddie Murphy and Nicole Mitchell
While some of the above names may seem ok, by normal human standards there are a few that really make you ask "Was it drugs? Was it drink? or just plain Im a celeb and I'll name my kids whatever the fuck I want" I was planning on going into major analysis on the names, but whats the point.
Nicole Kidman called her sprog Sunday Rose. Mr.Chest McConaghey called his kid Levis or something. While there are enough Johns and Marys around the world to last us a lifetime, we dont really need any more Moxie Crimefighters or Lark Song. If there are any more, then people need a serious flake of a fist. I'd imagine some of the names take inspiration from things that mean something to people. But surely, a Lark singing its tits off is as good as it got for Mia Farrow. Come on!!!
People asked me last night, what I'd call my kids? For a boy, I've always said it'd be Lucas. Im sure you can figure out the inspiration.
Wednesday, July 09, 2008
My baby producing factory (note factory, not little workshop) has been grabbed on a night out by a random stranger on at least one occasion, and if memory serves me correctly, they werent giving out free medical checkups at the time.
Quite a number of listeners seem to think its a sign that someone is interested. Maybe it is a bit of harmless fun. Given the amount of single blokes out there, Id imagine theres not too many would complain when a random female stranger cops a feel of their lower fruit bags. Theres an oul cliche out there, that we are a backwards nation. Maybe this arse pinching is a bit backwards. In the times of fellas being chased around by Saber Tooth Tigers, they'd give some oul doll they fancied a belt of a stick over the head. Apparently, this implied that it was time to increase the population. So maybe this arse pinching is men going back to their tribal roots. Granted, sticks seem to have been replaced by glass bottles.
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
Baring the following pics, taken by my fiancee, that is all.
Monday, July 07, 2008
So there ya go. Last nights mystery sound scene, that was 100% correctly identified by only one!
Also, this is post 800.
Sunday, July 06, 2008
Friday, July 04, 2008
Looks or Personality.....Well, let Google Image search help decide this little ol deeeebate.
To be realistic about the whole thing, the majority of people first see the physical side of someone and then get to know the actual insides of the person. In more ways than one. Extremely good looking people hang out in packs and never venture too far away from one another. The average looking Joe soap also hangs out, but its in a herd as opposed to a pack. A mixture of the 2 species seems to be extremely rare, although stunning good looking women have been spotted around Cork, hanging onto ugly, rough looking men. I'm not sure whether its the attraction of "He's a dealer girl" or the "He'll knock you around the place luv" or what. But a mix of the 2 species has been found in Cork.
Personally, I find a certain amount of the beautiful people with their heads so far up their asses, its like the prison scene in Hancock. There as shallow as the Serengeti during the dry season. And when it comes to some luvin, forget about it. Ive found in the past and from various conversations over the years that the better looking the person, the worse they are in the sack. Its like your privileged to climb on top of them. "Hey, your fucking a good looking person. You want this. You do the work. Now hand me a mirror so I can look at myself"
In an ideal world, you should have both. Looks and Personality. But it never seems to work out like that. Someone, in my book, has to be able to hold an intelligent conversation. It doesn't have to about Nuclear Physics or the plight of the spear fishing monkeys in Borneo. But it has to be more than the "Ohhh my gooodddddd" "Hahahahahaha" shit that people can regurgitate. While, as Dave Mac said in the recorded piece last night, you'll give some good looking individual, who is a fool, a few goes. Theres not many people out there who would refuse a go on a stunning person. But when they barley flinch during the act(s) and can barley have a conversation, people go off and find someone, who can actually walk the walk and talk the talk!
All that said, the doorbell rang a minute ago. Someone flogging paintings. Someone from New York, flogging paintings. Normally, being the nice person I am, they get the door slammed in their face at hello. Kinda, the opposite of the "You had me at hello" in Jerry Maguire. But I listened to the spiel and even smiled a few times. Why? Because the person standing in the pissing rain, holding some dodgy art was absolutely stunning. Shit personality, probably.
I'm in Club Light (Mallow) Saturday night, which is now open until 2.30. So an extra half hour to shake your ass to some serious choonage!!!
Thursday, July 03, 2008
Does anybody know how to remotely conduct themselves in a, what some would call, intimate public place. The majority of younger audience members either stunk of farts or piss with a high selection of the adult audience trying to conduct huge conversations on the phone. The ones who weren't busy telling someone in their phonebook, that they were in the cinema, were busy sneezing with all their might. At one point I thought something had happened in the cinema as there seemed to be a large mist forming. But it only turned out to be a spray of snot and mucus.
"Yeah, I'm in the cinema" " No, the cinema" "The new Will Smith flick" "I think its called Hancock" "Yeah" "Hmmmm" "Yeah" "Yeah, that's the one, where he tosses the whale" "Yeah". Shut the fuck up! Turn off your phone. You don't need to have a conversation on the phone during the movie. If its really important, they'll call back. Its 90 minutes of your life. None of us are that important. And speaking of important, if they cant get hold of you, they'll fuckin text you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Maybe some of these savages are proud of the fact that they can sneeze and have to show the rest of us how its done. God help the poor girl that ends up snogging one of these piss reeking young fellas. Now I'm not getting on my high horse or anything, I sneeze and fart like the rest of you. But at least I'll try and keep my nostril projectiles until theres not a full audience of people around. And if I do sneeze around a group of lookers on, I'll put my hand over my fuckin mouth. Its not that hard! I'm sure these neanderthals use their hands for other things, such as pulling bananas down off trees and killing fish with spears.
I know its not everybody, but a good few people, would really want to wake up and take a shower. And put your hand over your mouth when you sneeze. You know, your hand. You spend enough time grooming your mates looking for bugs!
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
Hancock, is basically an alcoholic superhero and resides in LA. He causes bank loads of damage to the city and decides (on the advice of his new found PR person) to go to jail as there are 6 million subpoenas for him. His time in the slammer equates into plenty of bad guys running riot and low and behold the chief of police needs Hancocks assistance. Enter the new and improved Hancock. Enter the tightly fitting leather, superhero outfit. Enter the second half of the film.
After a more or less flawless first half, Hancock takes a turn for the worse. The story veers off in a bizarre turn of events, even though part of these events are predictable. There is no end of the world scenario for Hancock to get his mits on, so they drag the whole thing out, which inevitably involves Charlize Theron. Nothing wrong with that, but the majority of the second half of the movie. Come fuckin on!!!! You get to hear some of the back story about where Hancock comes from and....well, you'll see. I don't want to give away any spoilers. Other than the second half being a bit "What were they on?" the effects look good and big Will delivers great line after great line. There is hilarious laugh out loud and cough up your lungs scenes. The kid hurling, the opening car chase and of course the prison scene. Theres even a "Fuck word" in there. Which for a 12's movie, is great...for the adults watching it. And, of course, its set up for a sequel.
I think if Hancock, was at least a 15's movie with less of the second half and more of the heads up asses, we could have had a movie which the trailers led us to believe. I thought the movie was restraining itself at times, both in content and swearing. No doubt, its the studio shouting to capitalise on the young teen audience. Here's hoping there is a directors cut or an unrated cut that will arrive on Blu-Ray and DVD.
Great first half, let down by a WTF second half. In some of the trailers, there is a great scene where Hancock wakes up and attempts to grab some woman's ass as she walks by. He's too slow and misses the opportunity. Just like the movie, a missed opportunity. It could have been amazing. Either way - 7/10
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Either way, I'l be back on air tonight. As of now, Im around 16 hours puke free.