My progress in the RPM Challenge is, well, challenged. Right now it appears to be that I get something new recorded every other day. This probably does not bode well for getting anything finished before the end of the month, but at the very least, I am thinking creatively on a regular basis, and I've got 2 demos very much worth pursuing, plus at least 2 song sketches I've only recorded on my little Edirol thing.
Last night was NOT a productive night, at least in terms of recording, but it certainly was productive in that we got 2 of our Netflix movies out of the house (and sent back a third, to be requeued when we're in in the mood for it.) To wit: Rambo: First Blood Part II, and The Ten.
First Blood Part Duh is the movie I thought we'd be getting when we originally rented the first one; this is the movie with the bohunk macho stylings, the explosive-tipped bow and arrow, the ridiculous dialog, the chest muscles practically leaping off of Stallone's body; it was perversely entertaining, if only because it's so much fun to do our own running commentary. Having not seen the whole thing from top to bottom before (I'd only seen bits and pieces), it's really quite remarkable just how close to parody it has become. Where the first movie was accidentally eloquent regarding the plight of the directionless, unwanted Vietnam veteran, this second movie is... just... wow. Maybe it's not meant to be seen for the first time in 2008.
As for The Ten; I desperately wanted to see this when it came out, but I apparently sneezed and thus missed its theatrical run. We have friends who saw it and didn't care for it; I think those friends are wrong. I can't necessarily speak for Kath, but I thought it was fucking hilarious, and I know Kath laughed out loud more than a few times. Maybe I'm predisposed to give anything State-related the benefit of the doubt (although I still have no plans to see Balls of Fury), but, well: if you liked Wet Hot American Summer, you will like The Ten.