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I had heard about Torchwood, but this one is news to me. Interesting.

I mentioned a few days ago the brief summary for a movie currently making the rounds on Lifetime. (Of course it’s in Lifetime. If you’re not being battered, raped or stalked, you’re definitely bearing Satan’s IVF baby!)

And I just had to see this thing. Mainly because James Purefoy and Andy Serkis were both in it. So I set Tivo to grab it when it reran on Friday night, and I’ve just finished watching it. Totally worth it. It was so ridiculous.

The ending was the best part. After being told she was about to bear the spawn of the devil, our Heroine pluckily manages to escape the burning building where the Priest has trapped her to try and rid the world of evil. She promptly gives birth to adorable twins who, in an epilogue as we skip to 4 years later, sit and watch angelically as they slowly reduce one of their little friends to dust. Our Heroine brings her hands to her mouth as she is illuminated. The End.

I just don’t see how you could go wrong when the blurb for your movie reads like this:

Desperate to conceive a child, Samantha and Craig visit a fertility clinic for help. Before long, the pair is ecstatic to discover that they’re having twins! Only one little complication stands in their way of joyful parenthood–they find out Samantha has been impregnated with the devil’s DNA! Talk about your unexpected pregnancy! Can this couple overcome evil itself? Tune in and see!

Now that 24 has ended for the year, I suppose I need to actually watch it. Having it all sitting on the Tivo is not making the Tivo very happy. In protest, it hasn’t recorded a single ’suggestion’ in the past four weeks.

I also started downloading a UK series called “The Murder Game”. It looks like it could be interesting. Some sort of gameshow, but it sounds rather Clue like in the description.

Been plowing through all the Elizabeth George novels I got out from the library as well (as one can see if you look at my current book list). I have four left of the ones I’ve got here, plus the most recent one which was checked out of the library the last time I was there. And then I suppose I’ll have to wait another two years for the next one. Sob.

The Lynley books are decidedly different from the PBS series of the same name. I’m not entirely sure why that is — one can see the reasoning behind simplifying a plot when adapting for the screen, but I have more trouble justifying renaming characters who are essentially unchanged between book and tv version. And the plots are not just simplified, they’re virtually unrecognizeable as the same ones that occurred in the books. Thus far, having watched a handful of the episodes, the only thing that’s been retained faithfully is: Lynley’s name, Havers’ name, her mother’s situation, the murderer in each case. But motivations and methods are fair game for change, along with every other detail, apparently.

Just a quick one today. About to head to Hartford.

Apprentice: Yay for who won, boo for the jobs. WTF was up with that? They finally get to a point where a white guy isn’t going to win, so they offer up these two lame ass jobs to the women? Holy crap. I am disgusted.

ER: The end was pretty creepy. And I’m not even talking about the part where the kid gets in a car with a scary strange man.

Wholesome family entertainment that instills good values into your kids my ass.

I think this bit o’ summary, stolen from TWOP says it pretty clearly: Finally, the newly-celibate Simon doesn’t want to have sex with his girlfriend or tell her why. This seems really stupid until he actually does tell her about his Promise to God, and she immediately asks him to ask her to marry him. Ugh.

Because getting married at 18 just so God will let you have all the sex you want and not Burn In Hell for it is holy and blessed. Not like them damn homos! Can’t let them cheapen the institution!

Gah. On a more amusing note, in that same episode (apparently — I don’t watch, just read the recaps for the train wreck value) the daughter who has been banished offscreen because the actress quit the show was revealed to be getting a divorce. But of course this is not because she got married and had a baby when she was about 19 years old. Not at all. That’s a good thing. It is because she is an evil vixen ho who did not listen to her daddy and dared move away from her parents’ lovely home.

Another comment I had after the AR result yesterday is…

It’s a pretty sad commentary on the healthcare system in this country when people have to go on a reality show to afford infertility treatments. I’m not really going to get into this subject deeply, but… while I agree that most cosmetic medical treatments should be paid for out of pocket, ART is not really cosmetic. Reproduction may not be essential to keeping someone alive, but it’s a pretty basic human function, and if someone needs help with it, I think the insurance ought to cover it. Or if that’s impossible for some reason, it ought to be realistically affordable. A cycle of IVF is about 3x as expensive in the US as it is in some other countries.

Amazing Race: I’m not upset with the results; the one team I wanted to lose, did. But I can’t help feeling that after behaving so stupidly with the cab driver, the winners did not deserve to win. Especially since they basically just stumbled onto the last clue by virtue of the fact that their cabbie was local and asked questions en espanol.

Finally gave in to the growing urge to replay FF7. As one of the few games I’ve actually played through to the finish (I have the same problem with games as I do with television series and books — I don’t like to get to the -end-, because then it’s all over and I feel let down.) I was trying to resist. After all, if I’m going to spend time playing a game, I ought to play one of the dozens we have that I haven’t yet gone through.

But no, I didn’t.

So perhaps some gameblogging will follow. Not that everyone isn’t thoroughly familiar with the plot of FF7 in the first place.

Bootleg translations make my head hurt.

The phrasing is just so unexpected. It takes a moment for my brain to translate the crappy English into something understandable, and if I’ve actually caught the Japanese, to try and translate -that- and see if it matches what I’ve come up with… by which time three more people have spoken and just ow ow ow.

Seriously, if the anime companies want to put an end to bootlegs, just make people watch them.

So why am I watching them? Because I’ve had these boots of Kodocha for about a year now, via Jun, and I had the urge to watch the series. The fansubs I have are on VHS (and thus virtually inaccessible unless I feel like dealing with a tape, which I don’t) and the actual series isn’t out yet on DVD in the US.

At least they haven’t messed up the names as badly as the few bootleg episodes of Prince of Tennis I’ve had the misfortune of watching. When it actually says on screen ‘Terry’ and people are yelling Terry Terry, and the katakana says teri, and you use the name Taylor, I really have to wonder what the hell kind of babelfish program you’re using.