New Kombat Koming Soon
Hey, guess what!
There’s a new Mortal Kombat movie coming out in a few weeks.
Did you know?
Did you??
Did you??!
Well, did you?
So, as a celebration of the new movie and the series as a whole, everything is Mortal Kombat themed for a little while.
When anyone thinks of Mortal Kombat, they think gratuitous violence. Fatalities, Brutalities, blood splatting across the screen with limbs in tow like confetti. I think this, too, but there’s this strange double standard that exists within this kind of gore and killing:
I have no problem watching it.
Horror movies and displays of violence on television and movies? I hate it. I cringe and have to turn away because I hate seeing it. When it comes to violent video games, I’ve never had a problem. Maybe it was because my first introduction to overly violent video games (the first MK from 1992, and certainly MK 3 Ultimate) had graphics too displaced from reality, almost cartoony, and the violence didn’t seem real (like watching the manic violence of an old Tom and Jerry short and laughing instead of being horrified). This was fine, but watching an actor gored or dismembered with a host of special effects in movies or television felt FAR MORE real. I’m an adult in my 30s and still struggle with watching stuff like that, but my excuse is that I never know it’s coming.
With Mortal Kombat, one expects the over-the-top violence. It’s the sole attraction of the game (other than the bevy of ninjas, superhero-like powers, and scattered lore). And with every new iteration of the game, I’m searching for compilation videos of all the new Fatalities and Brutalities.
The new movie is bound to be just as violent and crazy, but I’m expecting that. So, for once, I won’t hide away when Fatalities smear blood across the screen. I’ll invite it.
As contradictory as that sounds.
And here’s the new website logo if you haven’t seen it (which, how did you get this far without noticing?):
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“Cairo” by San Fermin
I don’t like country music. It isn’t a debate. Sometimes when I tell people that I don’t like country music, they tell me, “Well, you just haven’t heard the good stuff yet.”
Which, to me, is like saying, “Well, you just haven’t had a good STD yet.”
“Cairo” by San Fermin is as close to country music as it gets for me. If it was a country song, I might have been a convert, but it isn’t one, so that settles that. The singer has that deep country voice and rhythm, but it isn’t country. It even sounds like country music, but it isn’t.
How do I know that?
Because I don’t like country music, but I like this song.
Sound logic, I know.
Anyway, it was a close call for actually liking country music. I like this song, though. Have a listen, it’s a good one.
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An Awful Joke
I don’t have much to write about this week (obviously). So, to finish things off, here’s a terrible joke I heard.
“To the person who stole my anti-depressants, I hope you’re happy.”
Hoping everyone is doing as well as they can be. You’re not alone out there,
