Look what I got in the mail today! A Christmas present from myself. The Blade Runner (Five-Disc Ultimate Collector’s Edition) Box Set. I was expecting this to come much later so it was a real surprise.
Externally, this totally lives up to the hype. It’s a nice sized little briefcase that somewhat replicates the Voight-Kampff machine used in the film. Inside you’ll find a little toy “Spinner” car and a pewter Unicorn; there’s also a film cell and some documentation. It just oozes cool. You wouldn’t think that something so dark and serious like Blade Runner could be marketed so effectively, but everything here works and doesn’t seem goofy or out of tone with the material. (Okay, well maybe the little toy car… vroooooooooooooom! -J.K.)
I haven’t watched anything yet or even really looked too deeply at the set since I have to get ready for work tonight, but I’ll probably get a chance to peruse the thing before long. God this seems awesome.
Now, if you’ll allow me, I would like to take a moment out of your time and stop talking about movies so we can focus on the true meaning of Christmas. One that is often forgotten amidst all the hype and the greed and the drinking. Please… just take a minute, just one minute, get your family together and bow your heads in gratitude. Remembering that today, no matter what those crappy commercials and those heathens in the Goverment say, is really about the birth of our Lord and Savior. The greatest man who ever lived. A man who suffered for the sins of all mankind.
Yes, I’m talking about LEMMY F*****G KILMISTER!!!!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY M**********R!!!!!!
62 and feeling fine!
No greater man has ever lived. Truly. He saved us all through Rock N’ Roll.