indykid: classic or dud

new "indie rock is like high school again, only the football team is the guys from ILE showing off how cool they are" answers.

someone has even more free time on their hands than the rest of us.

This is really frightening. i'm going in to hiding.

i've seen short circuit but i can't remember what happened in it.

someone that spangly can only be evil

i'm making a mixtape for trendygirlie featuring death cab for cutie, yo la tengo, the need, team dresch, mogwai and olivia tremor control... treading water still, but inhaling a hell of a lot of it. yesterday i scoured the sale bins at galaxy and picked up some elpees by the 3Ds, guided by voices, the slits, cat power and the white stripes for only three dollars.... i've got a massive crush on a yummy boy called echoboy. he's teensie - everytime we meet my insides turn into quivery jelly & i become a stammering dork!!!!!! i've got to practice the drums before my band practice tonight. i've just bought a copy of naomi klein's no logo!

now i am going to take my soy drink containers to the recycling bin and check the mail!!!!!!

Gina rocks...... i need coffee.

we're cosmically spiritually intertwined, duuuude.

i've got a monstrous crush on a cool grrl called maura. she is so adorably spiffy!!!!!! my cute friend dwayne and i strolled downtown and went to the zinefest.

everybody loves di.......... there is a world out there. i'm taking it on faith. read about it in my zine. screaming on the inside, when it's silent on the outside.... roxor... while i'm complaining, i really fucking hate pretentious-ass diaries. and there's so many of them. and they're all so, so bad. everyone should just write about wet dreams and their pimples. then i'd be happy!

hey people please do things for my zine or ummm you're not invited to my birthday party. i love my cute friend nitsuh. i wish on the first star i see everynite. i wish. so hard. but nothing ever comes of it.... some of my best friends are wiggaz. w3rd y0.......... we're not cool, but we're that much cooler for it...

charlotte has got the foucault reader. want!!! isn't listing a desk full of non-indie being indie apologetic!

fuck work lets riot. i miss my toraneko! i really want a skateboard. obviously, there are jokes about indie here and there on ILM, but if you like indie then why be so defensive?... ok i like chocolate. i don't know what else you need to know. i had a big argument with sterling about whether space dust is better than goldifox... i wish i could be just like ani d. she's my hero. hey if you're gonna take the piss outta saddos like me please don't imply we like sigur ros. today my lecturer started talking about fyodor doestoevsky - as if the world wasn't already trying to turn my life into a belle and sebastian song.

whoops, was talking with ben on the phone for like an hour instead of sleeping. yay. i'm really looking forward to the morrissey show. they're being supported by cm ensemble and belle and sebastian. i've just been grooving to the latest elpee by cat power...... i'm going to check my mailbox. hopefully the mixtape from cornflakeboy will be there.

come to our party on Friday night. it'll be soo spangly... you have to bring the following, kitty, livvie, tigergrrl, anthony, etc and alcohol..., and its a rubik's cube party so you HAVE to wear all crazy colours when you arrive, and by the time you leave, be all dressed in one colour.

holly golightly is supposed to start touring in july! who's going to go with me? when i heard about it i peed just a little bit, it was so good.

*cough*...... i miss you randy, although we never talked!!!

dude i went to this velvet underground show and all I got was this pink cardigan!!! rock.......... i know it must be endlessly rewarding to develop such a carefully calculated theory about symmetric tracks per side (or STPS as the kids are calling it), but the records sound so much better when you actually take them out of the sleeves and play them once in a while. i know, then it won't be mint anymore, but you could always ebay it... rainy made me a mixtape with the smiths and fugazi on it. she RoX0r. it rocks. hey people please do things for my zine or ummm you're not invited to my birthday party. we're not cool, but we're that much cooler for it. i really want a hot pink vinyl 7'' record. because i am strange and just have a constant urge to spend money, i am now very poor. i've got a gigantic crush on a cute girl called jen. she is so adorably cute... today my lecturer started talking about mark twain - as if the world wasn't already trying to turn my life into a belle and sebastian song.

i've just bought a denim jacket... i miss you beth, although we never talked.

my cute friend cornflakeboy and i skipped downtown and went to the protest march!!! chloe has got an afro ken doll. want! rawwwkk.

yay. i wish i could be just like courtney love. she's my hero. i've got to practice my guitar licks before my band practice tonight.

mark s is hotttttt. mmmmmmmm my insides quiver at the thought of him.......... its about time, took me what, 10 whole minutes to think of a new diary name.

i guess i better go study for my french exam!

i've got a big crush on a yummy boi called phil. he's rocking - everytime we meet my insides turn into quivery jelly & i become a stammering dork... while i'm complaining, i really fucking hate pretentious-ass diaries. and there's so many of them. and they're all so, so bad. everyone should just write about the class struggle and wet dreams. then i'd be happy.... today, while awake, i imagined myself given the respiratory system requiring green paint as i was simultaneously being drowned in it...... jenny made me a mixtape with stereolab and r.e.m on it. she RoX0r. ok i like chocolate. i don't know what else you need to know!!!!!! screaming on the inside, when it's silent on the outside! yesterday i scoured the sale bins at echo and picked up some vinyl by smog, emily's sassy lime, flying saucer attack, crude and beat happening for only 50c....

indykid, i already told you, you are so lame!!! all you do is traipse around the cobbled streets of dunedin, with e.e. cummings in your pocket and candyfloss in your hair!!! you only wish you could be as cool as all those people you say you love!!! but you're not!!! you just want to suck their coolness out with your sucky fake love mouth like the melty juice from so many strawberry otter pops!!! besides, everyone knows you're not really a hermaphrodite -- the butcher's daughter told us so while we counted polliwogs down at the pond!!! so bite my jelly trainers already, you slutty slut smells like a ferret butt!!!

ps - it was I who cut the streamers off the handlebars on your schwinn!!! mwahahahahaha!!! suxor 4 u!!!

i had a massive argument with chuck about whether the lucksmiths is better than the rachels. whoops, was talking with ben on the phone for like an hour instead of sleeping!!! *cough*.

come to our party on the 13th of april. it'll be soo rocking... you have to bring the following, liz, alex, rockgrrl, crystal, etc and alcohol..., and its a rubik's cube party so you HAVE to wear all crazy colours when you arrive, and by the time you leave, be all dressed in one colour.

roxor. now i am going to take my soy drink containers to the recycling bin and check the mail... screaming on the inside, when it's silent on the outside. i'm making a mixtape for randy featuring mogwai, the 3Ds, godspeed you black emperor, the 5.6.7.8.s, the magnetic fields and flying saucer attack. fuck work lets riot. there is a world out there. i'm taking it on faith!!!!!! i guess i better go study for my computer science exam...... indie rock is like high school all over again, except the football team is the guys from cat power showing off how cool they are. we're not cool, but we're that much cooler for it.

mike hanle y is hotttttt. mmmmmmmm my insides quiver at the thought of him.... i don't believe in binaries - labels are for jars not people...

treading water still, but inhaling a hell of a lot of it!!! i've just been grooving to the latest ceedee by tiger trap.

i've got a monstrous crush on a teensie boi called kitty. he's yummy - everytime we meet my insides turn into quivery jelly & i become a stammering dork. isn't listing a desk full of non-indie being indie apologetic. it rocks. because i am strange and just have a constant urge to spend money, i am now very poor. nabisco has got some stripey socks. want. while i'm complaining, i really fucking hate pretentious-ass diaries. and there's so many of them. and they're all so, so bad. everyone should just write about alienation and wet dreams. then i'd be happy. obviously, there are jokes about indie here and there on ILM, but if you like indie then why be so defensive?.......... crystal made me a mixtape with the coolies and the sound laydee on it. she RoX0r. read about it in my zine...... some of my best friends are wiggaz. w3rd y0!!! yay.... charlotte rocks.... we're cosmically spiritually intertwined, duuuude. do not act fucken out on soap opera urges! i'm really looking forward to the the need show. they're being supported by radiohead and fugazi.

woot. ok i like chocolate. i don't know what else you need to know. i'm invited to livvie and di's pyjama party. Gina and dickie will be there (and my secret crush rainy.) i'll be wearing my new cute pyjamas. i've just bought the foucault reader.

i need coffee. whoops, was talking with ben on the phone for like an hour instead of sleeping.

i guess i better go study for my computer science exam.

isn't listing a desk full of non-indie being indie apologetic. today, while awake, i imagined myself given the respiratory system requiring green paint as i was simultaneously being drowned in it. chloe rocks. *cough*. it rocks. kathleen made me a mixtape with emily's sassy lime and stereolab on it. she RoX0r!!!!!!

i've got to practice my bass playing before my gig tomorrow night. woot.

its about time, took me what, 12 whole minutes to think of a new diary name!

i'm really looking forward to the the pussies show. they're being supported by morrissey and yo la tengo. tomorrow i'm going to buy some stripey socks.... EEK.

we're not cool, but we're that much cooler for it. there is a world out there. i'm taking it on faith. yesterday i scoured the sale bins at echo and picked up some ceedees by palace, buena vista social club, smog, basement jaxx and mogwai for only $4.

jess is hotttttt. mmmmmmmm my insides quiver at the thought of him. read about it in my zine!!! we're cosmically spiritually intertwined, duuuude. some of my best friends are wiggaz. w3rd y0... everybody loves rockgrrl.......... i miss my maryann. ok i like chocolate. i don't know what else you need to know. hey if you're gonna take the piss outta saddos like me please don't imply we like gastr del sol. i've got a ginormous crush on a stripey girl called nancy. she is so adorably teensie. come to our party on the 10th of novembre. it'll be soo spiffy... you have to bring the following, Gina, randy, beth, cornflakeboy, etc and alcohol..., and its a rubik's cube party so you HAVE to wear all crazy colours when you arrive, and by the time you leave, be all dressed in one colour.

we went to the protest march and later biked to school where i bought a glitter pen and some 45s by the slits and LD50.

i'm invited to nabisco and chuck's pyjama party. josh and trendygirlie will be there (and my secret crush ethan.) i'll be wearing my new rockingest pyjamas!!! indie rock is like high school all over again, except the football team is the guys from hole showing off how cool they are. yay... obviously, there are jokes about indie here and there on ILM, but if you like indie then why be so defensive?... i'm going to check my mailbox. hopefully the mixtape from skylar will be there.

dude i went to this the vaselines show and all I got was this pink cardigan!

i had a big argument with kathleen about whether the runaways is better than yo la tengo!!!

i wish i could be just like tori amos. she's my hero. i've got a huge crush on a cute boy called geoff. he's cute - everytime we meet my insides turn into quivery jelly & i become a stammering dork!!!!!! i know it must be endlessly rewarding to develop such a carefully calculated theory about symmetric tracks per side (or STPS as the kids are calling it), but the records sound so much better when you actually take them out of the sleeves and play them once in a while. i know, then it won't be mint anymore, but you could always ebay it!

i miss you dwayne, although we never talked. hey people please do things for my zine or ummm you're not invited to my birthday party.... i don't believe in binaries - labels are for jars not people!!!!!! treading water still, but inhaling a hell of a lot of it.

because i am strange and just have a constant urge to spend money, i am now very poor. screaming on the inside, when it's silent on the outside. rock. i love my yummy friend liz... hamish has got the foucault reader. want...... whoops, was talking with ben on the phone for like an hour instead of sleeping...

i really want some hello kitty notepaper. obviously, there are jokes about indie here and there on ILM, but if you like indie then why be so defensive?. i need coffee. we're not cool, but we're that much cooler for it.

some of my best friends are wiggaz. w3rd y0!!!!!!

EEK.......... i miss you alex, although we never talked!!!!!! my rockingest friend rainy and i walked downtown and went to the library!!!

i guess i better go study for my anthro exam. i've got a huge crush on a stripey grrl called ally. she is so adorably rocking.

do not act fucken out on soap opera urges. fuck work lets riot. i wish i could be just like julie ruin. she's my hero... its about time, took me what, 2 whole minutes to think of a new diary name. i know it must be endlessly rewarding to develop such a carefully calculated theory about symmetric tracks per side (or STPS as the kids are calling it), but the records sound so much better when you actually take them out of the sleeves and play them once in a while. i know, then it won't be mint anymore, but you could always ebay it. i don't believe in binaries - labels are for jars not people...

we went to the zinefest and later rollerskated to school where i bought a record player and some 45s by bikini kill and chemical brothers.... treading water still, but inhaling a hell of a lot of it. hey people please do things for my zine or ummm you're not invited to my birthday party. ok i like chocolate. i don't know what else you need to know!!! rock. i've just been grooving to the latest elpee by the hidden charms. while i'm complaining, i really fucking hate pretentious-ass diaries. and there's so many of them. and they're all so, so bad. everyone should just write about alienation and zines. then i'd be happy. i miss my hamish!!!

tomorrow i'm going to buy a copy of Lipstick Traces.

rawwwkk! sterling rocks!!!!!! i'm going to check my mailbox. hopefully the mixtape from jess will be there. screaming on the inside, when it's silent on the outside. i've got to practice the guitar before my band practice tomorrow night.

there is a world out there. i'm taking it on faith!!! everybody loves randy... today, while awake, i imagined myself given the respiratory system requiring orange paint as i was simultaneously being drowned in it.

i'm making a mixtape for rockgrrl featuring the ramones, olivia tremor control, sigur ros, godspeed you black emperor, the pussies and sleater-kinney!!!!!! i wish on the first star i see everynite. i wish. so hard. but nothing ever comes of it.......... i've just bought the foucault reader! because i am strange and just have a constant urge to spend money, i am now very poor! hey if you're gonna take the piss outta saddos like me please don't imply we like joy division. it rocks!!!

yay!!!

*cough*.

ned raggett is hotttttt. mmmmmmmm my insides quiver at the thought of him.

dude i went to this space dust show and all I got was this pink cardigan. now i am going to take my pavement magazines to the recycling bin and check the mail.

i had a gigantic argument with petra about whether the butchies is better than the need!!!!!! woot!!!

roxor.

IMMMMPOSTAHHHH!!!.

yay! tomorrow i'm going to buy some converse sneakers... do not act out on soap opera urges. i've got to practice my keyboard skills before my band practice tonight. i need coffee. roxor!!!!!! read about it in my zine. my teensie friend echoboy and i strolled downtown and went to the zinefest! i really want a skateboard. i guess i better go study for my queer theory exam. i'm invited to star and maryann's pyjama party. di and liz will be there (and my secret crush chuck.) i'll be wearing my new yummy pyjamas. i'm really looking forward to the the need show. they're being supported by yo la tengo and the white stripes. i wish on the first star i see everynite. i wish. so hard. but nothing ever comes of it!!!!!! i wish i could be just like courtney love. she's my hero. rock.

hey stuart murdoch, dunedin kids aren't crazy, its those christchurch ones you wanna watch out for. they're into casting love spells on people.

2002-06-03 - 3:23 p.m.

i spilled root beer all over myself. also, the checkout boy at the campus dairy recognised me as the girl who sang with chris knox. you gotta love the town thats so small that you're a celebrity without even being famous. (well i do, anyway!)

i've studied for the same exam, two years ago in film 203, three years ago in gender 305, and now its music 303. its getting just that little bit samey. can anyone figure why my motivation has dropped to an alltime low? blame it on the varsity, if they hadn't dissolved the gender studies department, i'd be doing a masters right now instead of a dipgrad. sheesh.

2002-06-03 - 12:05 p.m.

is my diary angsty?

ps happy birthday, you craggy old bint.

you just want to suck their coolness out with your sucky fake love mouth like the melty juice from so many strawberry otter pops! i miss you stuart murdoch, although we never talked. besides, everyone knows you're not really a hermaphrodite -- the butcher's daughter told us so while we counted polliwogs down at the pond. while i'm complaining, i really fucken hate pretentious-ass diaries. and there's so many of them. and they're all so, so bad. everyone should just write about robots and masturbation. then i'd be happy. geoff is hotttttt. mmmmmmmm my insides quiver at the thought of him. do not act f-ing out on soap opera urges. there is a world out there. i'm taking it on faith. woot!!!!!!

roxor.

i know it must be endlessly rewarding to develop such a carefully calculated theory about symmetric tracks per side (or STPS as the kids are calling it), but the records sound so much better when you actually take them out of the sleeves and play them once in a while. i know, then it won't be mint anymore, but you could always ebay it!!!!!! screaming on the inside, when it's silent on the outside! i've got a ginormous crush on a mad boy called starry. he's spangly - everytime we meet my insides turn into quivery jelly & i become a stammering dork.

exposed! the real indykid doesn't fuck up HTML. the fake one is di.

whoa now i am scared, its posting embarassing excerpts from my webdiary. hamish make it stop!

today, while awake, i imagined myself given the respiratory system requiring purple paint as i was simultaneously being drowned in it!!!!!!

its about time, took me what, 15 whole minutes to think of a new diary name!!! treading water still, but inhaling a hell of a lot of it! *cough*.

i've got a monstrous crush on a mad grrl called tigergrrl. she is so adorably cute.

rockgrrl rocks.

i'm making a mixtape for charlotte featuring chemical brothers, flying saucer attack, the magnetic fields, the white stripes, holly golightly and death cab for cutie. i love my glittery friend trendygirlie.

rock.

there is a world out there. i'm taking it on faith.

i don't believe in binaries - labels are for jars not people. i miss you hamish, although we never talked!

today my lecturer started talking about a book called the state i am in - as if the world wasn't already trying to turn my life into a belle and sebastian song. because i am strange and just have a constant urge to spend money, i am now very poor.

all you do is traipse around the cobbled streets of dunedin, with e.e. cummings in your pocket and candyfloss in your hair. i've got a huge crush on a rocking boi called cornflakeboy. he's cute - everytime we meet my insides turn into quivery jelly & i become a stammering dork! i guess i better go study for my queer theory exam!!! we're not cool, but we're that much cooler for it.

i'm really looking forward to the smog show. they're being supported by evidence x and the need. indie rock is like high school all over again, except the football team is the guys from guided by voices showing off how cool they are!!!!!! woot!!!

roxor. i need coffee. you just want to suck their coolness out with your sucky fake love mouth like the melty juice from so many strawberry otter pops!!!

i've got to practice my keyboard skills before my gig tomorrow night. i wish on the first star i see everynite. i wish. so hard. but nothing ever comes of it!!!!!! i'm invited to dwayne and livvie's pyjama party. vinylgirl and nitsuh will be there (and my secret crush petra.) i'll be wearing my new yummy pyjamas. i miss my alex. ps - it was I who cut the streamers off the handlebars on your schwinn... i've just bought a record player. dude i went to this the slits show and all I got was this pink cardigan. rawwwkk.... obviously, there are jokes about indie here and there on ILM, but if you like indie then why be so defensive?.

so bite my jelly trainers already, you slutty slut smells like a ferret butt!!! everybody loves rainy. come to our party on the 10th of novembre. it'll be soo cute... you have to bring the following, gygax, di, skylar, anthony, etc and alcohol..., and its a rubik's cube party so you HAVE to wear all crazy colours when you arrive, and by the time you leave, be all dressed in one colour... we went to the zinefest and later walked to the library where i bought some converse sneakers and some ceedees by the 3Ds and beat happening!

it rocks!!! josh has got an adorable toy robot. want.

yesterday i scoured the sale bins at echo and picked up some vinyl by space dust, palace, stereolab, gastr del sol and the coolies for only $4. i really want a cute tee-shirt.

my stripey friend jen and i biked downtown and went to the protest march... i'm going to check my mailbox. hopefully the mixtape from phil will be there. while i'm complaining, i really fucking hate pretentious-ass diaries. and there's so many of them. and they're all so, so bad. everyone should just write about alienation and lollipops. then i'd be happy!!! tomorrow i'm going to buy some green sparkly eyeshadow.

ok i like chocolate. i don't know what else you need to know!!!!!!

now i am going to take my pavement magazines to the recycling bin and check the mail... screaming on the inside, when it's silent on the outside...

we went to the library and later skipped to school where i bought a record player and some 45s by olivia tremor control and emily's sassy lime!!!

roxor. now i am going to take my soy drink containers to the recycling bin and check the mail. randy has got a skateboard. want!!! tomorrow i'm going to buy some stripey socks. suxor 4 u. i'm going to check my mailbox. hopefully the mixtape from kitty will be there!!! i've got a ginormous crush on a rockingest boy called gareth. he's cute - everytime we meet my insides turn into quivery jelly & i become a stammering dork. today my lecturer started talking about sadomasochism and bible studies - as if the world wasn't already trying to turn my life into a belle and sebastian song!!!!!! read about it in my zine! besides, everyone knows you're not really a hermaphrodite -- the butcher's daughter told us so while we counted polliwogs down at the pond!!! there is a world out there. i'm taking it on faith.

you just want to suck their coolness out with your sucky fake love mouth like the melty juice from so many strawberry otter pops. yay. i miss you kathleen, although we never talked. the need is supposed to start touring in july! who's going to go with me? when i heard about it i peed just a little bit, it was so good... i guess i better go study for my french exam...

its about time, took me what, 12 whole minutes to think of a new diary name. woot. yesterday i scoured the sale bins at galaxy and picked up some vinyl by the white stripes, palace, say yes to apes, the need and the wedding present for only $2.

EEK.

you only wish you could be as cool as all those people you say you love... i've got a huge crush on a rocking grrl called chloe. she is so adorably cute.

hey people please do things for my zine or ummm you're not invited to my birthday party.

everybody loves Alix. anton is hotttttt. mmmmmmmm my insides quiver at the thought of him...... screaming on the inside, when it's silent on the outside. i don't believe in binaries - labels are for jars not people.

rockgrrl rocks!

i've just bought the foucault reader. indie rock is like high school all over again, except the football team is the guys from death cab for cutie showing off how cool they are! i really want a vegan muffin. because i am strange and just have a constant urge to spend money, i am now very poor...... i had a gigantic argument with hamish about whether radiohead is better than beat happening!

isn't listing a desk full of non-indie being indie apologetic.

obviously, there are jokes about indie here and there on ILM, but if you like indie then why be so defensive?. dude i went to this guided by voices show and all I got was this pink cardigan.... do not act fucking out on soap opera urges.

i know it must be endlessly rewarding to develop such a carefully calculated theory about symmetric tracks per side (or STPS as the kids are calling it), but the records sound so much better when you actually take them out of the sleeves and play them once in a while. i know, then it won't be mint anymore, but you could always ebay it.......... i'm making a mixtape for ethan featuring throwing muses, gastr del sol, smog, the slits, royal trux and the magnetic fields. whoops, was talking with ben on the phone for like an hour instead of sleeping...... we're not cool, but we're that much cooler for it!!!!!! we're cosmically spiritually intertwined, duuuude. i've got to practice my bass playing before my gig tomorrow!!!!!! i'm really looking forward to the emily's sassy lime show. they're being supported by the magnetic fields and cm ensemble. treading water still, but inhaling a hell of a lot of it!!!!!!

i wish on the first star i see everynite. i wish. so hard. but nothing ever comes of it.

it rocks.

it wasn't me.

you're trying to frame me hamish.

we're not cool, and we're that much cooler for it. suX0r 4 u! mwahahahahaha!!!!!! hamish n00nan is touring in july. when i heard about it i peeed a little bit. he's being supported by space luxor and the colds. rock. rawwwwk. roX0r!

I AM THE WILT CHAMBERLAIN OF INDIE!!! suX0r 4 uuuuumwahahahahahah!!!!!!!

and the real indykid would never post no*nan to a message board.

now you know it's a sham - the Colds would never support Hamish N00nan!

who are the colds? stop posting n****n!

i am the lucy lurex of indie.

Okay, now I *hope* that these entries are from a random indieblog generator.

xoxo, the only ILxer Indykid doesn't think is "hott!!!!!!!!!!"

this is awesome!

the colds are petra's band.

Who would have believed that a robot the height of a man would be something that would spark all sorts of emotion in the hearts of movie goers every where.

Well this robot certainly does.

This movie is about robots. There aren’t the little toy robots you played with when you were a kid either. There are fully automated, walking, talking, robots.

I love the opening of this film, where it shows high speed assembly machines that put the robots together, it just helps start off the film with a “techie” feeling to it!

The movie starts off with the robots performing a presentation. However, it starts to rain, and the show is cut short. They are doing maintenance work on the robots (I think it is too charge their batteries, but I can’t really tell) and one of the robots got struck by lightning. That robot was the one called Number 5. Well they check number five out, and he appears to be fine, or so they thought. They send them back inside. Number 5 shows that he is not quite right. He walks into a wall, moves back a bit, and keeps hitting it a few times. Well, he then follows a robot that goes around offering people cups of coffee. He keeps chasing it, and gets hit by garbage removal robots.

Well, he ends up outside the fenced in base. Two scientists by the names of Ben and Newton go on to chase after it.

Well he ends up meeting up with an animal lover by the name of Stephanie. She is a woman who has tons of animals, and also has a jerk of an ex-boyfriend. The scene where she first meets him is really cool. His eyes are all glowing red, and she looks at him and says “Oh my God, I knew they’d pick me, I just knew it”. Well she talks to him, and takes him inside.

It is funny when he gets into the house. Number 5 seems to experience some sort of “culture shock”. He acts curious and confused at everything she shows him. I like the scenes were he pulls the table cloth off the table. Then dumps all the china on to the floor breaking it. Well she eventually figures out that he is a robot. She calls Nova (the military lab where he came from) to tell them the situation, and they tell her not to worry as they are on their way. She tells Number Five about Nova, and how they just want to take him apart, and mess with his wires, and basically try to fix him. As soon as she tells him this, he starts jumping imitating a grasshopper he sees jumping. However Number Five doesn’t pay attention and he ends up squashing the grasshopper. He asks Stephanie to re-assemble the grasshopper, she explains that she can’t because “dead is forever”. This freaks Number Five out as he thinks that will mean he will die, and remain dead forever when Nova gets to him.

Well he steals Stephanie’s Snack Shack (a truck that acts as a tiny mini mart on wheels) and goes crazy.

Well there are a lot of other perils and times of humor in this film but I don’t want to ruin the entire film for you.

The acting on this is great, especially on the part of Fisher Stevens. Until I saw this film, I had no idea he could be such a versatile actor. Although I can’t tell what country his part (Ben) is from, he plays it well. His accent remains constant trough the entire film, and he never strains from it at all during the entire film.

Steve Guttenburg also does a fine job of acting. He plays the part of Newton very well. His character is the kind who is all serious most of the time, but occasionally smiles, and says or does something funny.

Ally Sheedy is great! She does a good job of being the complaining, but yet compassionate part that her character, Stephanie is. I like the parts when she gets mad, as her acting style really lets you fell her anger, and frustration.

The special effects in this movie are fantastic. The robots were all built well. It is amazing how they did this film. The robots all move by themselves. These robots NEVER appear to be puppets at all, nope there are NO strings attached. Although they move in a way that is by no means human, they do not move in way like robots would in a cheesy B movie. They move fairly smoothly for a robot. The crew that worked on the mechanics of the robots for this film really knew what they were doing. I also like the lasers the robots use. The laser beam looks cool when it is fired.

I also love the music they composed for this film, it sounds like it was made on a computer. Although while I am not a HUGE fan of techno music, it adds to the feeling of this film, as the film is about robots, and computers.

What I really like about this film is that it is an action filled film, but still manages to have that warm and fuzzy feeling, as Number Five shows emotions a lot.

This is just a very nice overall film, with a surprise ending. I think the ending is great, but some people may look at the ending as a means to toy with the audience’s emotions.

i'm making a mixtape for liz featuring the no-no’s, pavement, solex, and ugly cassanova... ....we're not cool, but we're that much cooler for it... i've got a massive crush on a weenie boy called tom. he's floppy - everytime we meet my insides turn into shimmery glitter & i become a stammering doofus!!!!!! i've got to practice the maracas before my band practice tonight. i've just bought a copy of howard zinn!

rosemary rocks...... i need coffee. everybody loves sarah........ there is a world out there. i'm taking it on faith. read about it in my zine. i'm going to check my mailbox. hopefully the mixtape from graham will be there.

whoops, was talking with rainy on the phone for like an hour instead of sleeping. yay. i'm really looking forward to the portishead show. they're being supported by sea and cake and reindeer section. i've just been grooving to the latest ceedee by mary timony...... hip hip hooray for jel on his magical birthing day!!

i've got a gi-normous crush on a spiffy grrl called j lu. exca-yooz me here peoples! you are supposed to be talking about me and my crush and how much my crush loves me! she is so adorably swanky!!!!!!

screaming in the middle, when it's silent on the inside... roxor... i really fucking love pretentious-ass diaries. and there's not enough of them. and they're all so, so good. everyone should just write about eye liner and their panties. then i'd be happy!

i wish on the first star i see everynite. i wish. so hard. but nothing ever comes of it..... hey people please do things for my zine or ummm you're not invited to my new years party. i love my cute friend ethan.

brian has got the proust reader. want!!! isn't listing a desk full of non-indie being indie apologetic! yesterday i scoured the sale bins at amoeba and picked up some vinyl by the weezer, slumber party, detroit cobras, cat power and blues explosion for only one dollars.....

today my lecturer started talking about jean-paul sartre - as if the world wasn't already trying to turn my life into a shonen knife song. fuck riot lets raawwwk. i miss my momus! i really want a twister game. ok i like pudding pops. i don't know what else you need to know...law of three invoked! i wish i could be just like emma, she's my hero. hey if you're gonna take the piss outta saddos like me please don't imply we like radiohead.

This fun movie has the makings of a great movie. The main thing that holds it back is the low quality special effects. Being a mid- eighties movie, I don't expect much in the way of cgi, or high tech images, but something a little bit better. The plot however, was very cute, and very easy for children to relate to. Even today, as an adult, I love to curl up on the couch and watch this simple movie.

A little boy, who fights mercilessly with his brother, is taken by aliens. He is returned years later, only he hasn't aged at all. Now his younger brother is quite a bit older than him. He is a scientific wonder and the scientist as NASA can't wait to get ahold of him. He escapes and gets ahold of the space craft, where he finds out about the navigational maps his brain holds that the craft needs to get back home.

Through this adventure, David learns how much his family means to him. Including his little brother. The quarrels with family members is something most children are familiar with. I remember as a child when this movie came out, I myself had a younger brother that drove me NUTS! I could relate to the movie and really enjoyed the adventure. I didn't even notice how really bad the underwater scene was, until I saw it many years later. The adventure most certainly hid the poor effects.

The spaceship's adopted voice, that of PeeWee Herman, really drove me crazy though, even as a child. Sarah Jessica Parker does a really good job as the sympathetic friend that helps David escape. I do wonder what ever happened to the star, Joey Cramer, as he did a great job on this film.

"obviously, there are jokes about indie here and there on ILM, but if you like indie then why be so defensive?..."

My own words come back to haunt me! I like this thread! Am I supposed to?

Straight-up DUD, for obvious reasons.

ILx's collective id having a breakdown like HAL from 2001! Two thumbs up!

dave...why are you doing this to me dave...don't take away my bright eyes records dave...

Jesus, quite literally, wept.

classic. for obvious reasons

obviously, there are jokes about hiphop here and there on ILM, but if you like hiphop then why be so defensive?. dude i went to this andrew w.k. show and all I got was this bloodied cardigan.... do not act fucking out on soap opera urges.

i know it must be endlessly rewarding to develop such a carefully calculated theory about symmetric tracks per side (or STPS as the kids are calling it), but the records sound so much better when you actually take them out of the sleeves and play them once in a while. i know, then it won't be mint anymore, but you could always gemm it.......... i'm making a mixtape for tom featuring dream theater, glenn branca, the giant kat, bon jovi and phish. whoops, was talking with ethan on the phone for like an hour instead of sleeping...... we're not cool, but we're that much cooler for it!!!!!! we're cosmically spiritually intertwined, duuuude. i've got to practice my tambourine playing before my gig tomorrow!!!!!! i'm really looking forward to the queens of the stone age show. they're being supported by clutch and reef. treading water still, but inhaling a hell of a lot of it!!!!!!

i wish on the first star i see everynite. i wish. so hard. but nothing ever comes of it.

it rocks.

i love indykid.

So indykid isn't andoru? shuXX0r.

Indykid=Idiot child of Mark V. Chaney?

those are seriously the best movie reviews i have ever read

My boyfriend is sweet and noble enough to indulge my silly love of little yellow mouse toys, and has bought me Pikachu everything - from beanies to movies. Which brings me to the point of this review.

I have and adore the "I Choose You Pikachu" talking plush toy, so he logically thought the video with the same title would be as precious and bought it for me. Boy was I WRONG! This wasn't cute or even friendly, and I was appalled by several things:

A) How shockingly rude the main human characters were, both to each other and in general., B) The violent premise of the goal of "PokeMon Mastery." I absolutely detested the idea of animated animals being shown slaughtering each other just so a human teenager could advance his status in some game, and C) The utter lack of any kind of plot, character development, positive (parental/mentor/friend) relationship examples, or point other than the depiction of pointless conflict.

I'm sure somebody could argue that it's not the job of the video makers to determine what should and shouldn't be seen by who. However, this is out of control. These companies are shamelessly marketing this trash to extremely young kids.

Yes, it is the job of all parents to be aware of and screen what their children watch, but c'mon! What kid wouldn't love Pikachu? The best way to stop this kind of marketing abuse is to just not buy it, so if I can help steer one wary parent clear of this waste of time and money, it was worth it.

The grotesque glorification of the "boyfriend" chimera has its roots in the lamentably unreported 1974 stand-off between the Cheltenham miners and Heath's handpicked poltroon squad, latterly liberated from Robert Mark's base camp in deepest Dartmoor (subdivision 2a: Dulux Reflex). NO-ONE WHO VOTED TORY IN FEBRUARY 1974, STILL MUCH LESS IN OCTOBER 1974, SHOULD BE ALLOWED TO HAVE A BOYFRIEND AS THEY ARE CORRUPT, VILE, AFFLUENT EFFLUENT! Fuck it. Tommy Boyd was, as ever, so accurate in his Human Zoo thinkpiece on 6 December 2001 when he said to Ash "You'd never have a boyfriend, would you, my inverted capitalist pal?"

I refer you to the third line of the fourth stanza of "No Horse For Henry" by Fairport Convention, to be found on their new boxset retrospective. As a piece of anti-urban polemic it is outranked only by MC Squared's shattering 1989 masterwork "Harringay In A Handcart (3 Wise Men Mix)."