Memento Mori
Mind = blown.
Reblogged from frickyeah1990s
This is how we do it.
Back in the day, i was young; im not a kid anymore…
(Source: smokethatshitbitch)
‘Pitch Black’ is a cult classic little sci-fi film I happen to love; which also made Vin Diesel a star thanks to the badass character he played, Riddick. The sequel, “Chronicles of Riddick” tried something big and ambitious, and while entertaining, ultimately fell short. This new movie, in that same universe, but more of an official sequel to Pitch Black looks to set things right. I am officially stoked for this one.
The next Batman movies
I loved the shit out of the Nolan Batman films, but im ready for a new take. Or a new direction in the established film universe. Im ready for more fantastical stuff from the comics. Now that Superman is back, and breaks that wall between reality and fantasy, the new Batman movies need to join him on that plain.
I wanna see… Killer Croc, The Riddler, Penguin, Solomon Grundy…. and especially Poison Ivy and Mr. Freeze.
Just sayin.
Generations
Sometimes im jealous of babies born right now and in the years to come, because the technology that is wowing us now will seem archaic. Their first cell phone will wrap around their wrist and be stretchable to a 20” full HD/3D display that automatically, wirelessly syncs with your tv, car, house, etc and replaces our wallets and car/home keys. They’ll book flights to Moon tours on Virgin Galactic and play the latest Call of Duty in a perfect virtual reality environment. All of their games, movies, and music will be stored in its highest possible quality in a single location which streams to all of their devices at all times. All while their still in their prime.
But then i think about it more, and im kinda glad i’ll always have oddly fond memories of floppy disks, calling a phone line to connect to the internet, only having 2D games that wouldnt let me save my progress, having to record music from the radio onto a tape if i didnt wanna drive to a record store, walking up and down the isles at Blockbuster on a friday evening to pick a movie, trying to keep my music from skipping when i skateboarded with my Discman and a backpack full of CDs, having no way to get ahold of my friends if they werent at home, and having virtually no way of knowing the name/artist of a song i heard somewhere. Those were the good old days.
This is so great.
