Hi everybody, it's been a while since I wrote one of these.

I don't come by GS much these days, but I do remember the cool people I met here. And I hope you're reading this today, because I just launched a new project online called "The Marshall IN 3-D©and Hardac Reviews™." It is a Mystery Science Theater 3000 influenced internet show that airs regularly on Tuesdays and Thursdays at the Ni Hao Kai-Lan Theater, live-streaming in high quality movies of all sorts that need to be experienced. So please drop by http://www.livestream.com/NHKLTheater and tune into our show, grab some popcorn, and join in the discussion while the picture plays live.

You can also follow me on twitter for when movies are happening by going to http://twitter.com/hardacreviewsand friending me on myspace where I maintain a movie calendar at http://www.myspace.com/hardacreviews . I'm digging out my old DVDs from the 90s as of late but here's a look as to what to expect in the next few days. TIP: We broadcast late 10:00-11:00 PM EST.

Movies to look for: The Ghost and the Darkness (tonight, Thursday 10 PM, July 30th), Animation Double Feature: Batman: Mask of the Phantasm/Little Nemo: Adventures in Slumberland (Friday night starting at 9 PM, July 31st staying up LATE!), Seagal Sunday Presents: The Foreigner (Sunday 11 PM, Aug 2nd), and then the Indian in the Cupboard on Tuesday (August 4th, 12 PM)

My friend and I created the NHKL Theater with the simple intention of playing movies in high quality for others to see with a theater feel to them. This means your movie box playing on one side, and the chatroom on the other where you can chatter along with the film. I attended a rather loaded theater presentation of "the mist" on here and it just grew from there.

I look forward to seeing some of you tune in, I would appreciate the company as well. If you have movie suggestions, let me know and I will try to sift through my impressive collection or obtain a copy if I should not have it. And who knows it may be selected on a future episode! Look for members of my staff "GrimDingo (Marshall IN 3-D©)" "Ecchidolph (Hardac/myself)" and "Healy" are all moderators ofThe Marshall IN 3-D©and Hardac Reviews™.If none of those are present, the show is not on.

This does not necessarily mean the feed will not be on. My roommate like to stream melty blood and fate stay night and it'll be obvious the show's not on. But if you follow my tweets then you'll know right when to get your popcorn ready. Show up fifteen minutes early and listen to the crazy preparation audio before the theater darkens. Until next time my friends,

Have a good night.

for Christmas, one of my true wishes is coming true.. I'm going to be able to drive through McAdenville, which is a huge night drive through woods, streets, churches, all layden with Christmas lights.. And beautiful Choirs playing at the Churches, bells ringing (are ya listening :D) The day a Christmas is bad for me, or when I can't dream about it anymore, I no longer have a strong component fueling me..
I've been thinking back on something I did a little while ago.. I went Christmas shopping with my mom and got me a new tv, and some other stuff for my sisters, blah blah, anyway, we needed a place to take the stuff to, and it turned out to be a GreatGrandmother figure, grandmother figure of my mother's, new house.. So we go there, I load the 27" in her garage It's not 52" :( and she asks us to take a look at her new house with her.. We didn't have the time as so my mom said, but I really wanted to see it, and was near the door where she was. So she agreed to look at it with her, and at that I had my shoes off to not track anything in her house.. We went in, and started looking around, washing and drying machines first on the list and then the upstairs, beautiful bathrooms, top of the line stuff.. She's a very pretty woman from my perspective, to be a grandmother figure for my mother it certainly isn't showing, and she has these cobalt blue and brown mixed eyes.. Really cool.. :) And the kitchen blew me by storm, but the refrigerator hurt me cause I put my hand in the refrigerator door like handle, and continued holding it as it shut, and there was no finger space so my fingers got crunched in with the other door handle.. >.< Everything was beautiful in the home, kitchen lead out to the entertainment porch caged with bug-proof screens where I had envisioned having a bbq later in the summer.. All through this the bedrooms, everything, the woman called off everything, the man who built this, the man who installed that, what this is, what that is, where she got that, how cheap, what a deal.. The list goes on endlessly.. She was very proud of her new home.. It was only until I got into her living room I was truly hit with amazement.. Nothing at all out of the ordinary: A nice tv, 40 something inch, nice fireplace, couch.. Nothing out of the ordinary, except, this chair.. It was a polished dark brown color.. And it just grabbed me, and entangled some of my emotions I can't explain it.. It had golden button linings from the bottom up to the armrests and back down, and was standing on 4 majestically carved wooden legs.. A true, old manor, lounging chair.. I could seee this chair, going in a huge Manor, somewhere where I'd enjoy it.. Really can't explain my fascination for that damn chair.. :D Anywhoo, we go into her bedroom, and I catch a glimpse of her younger pictures, and wedding pictures, and that kinda swept me off somewhere else where I couldn't hear my mother's bickering.. I could tell, in the picture how happy they were, and all those years later, she was still as infatuated with her husband as the day they met.. That really got me thinking, not in a good way, but in a sad way, if there'll ever be that woman to cast that effect upon me.. And if so, this would be the kind of life I'd want to lead.. A beautiful home..........That house....Made me want to skip to my senior citizen days.. I really give her an amount of respect now, that of the billions of people that live the ways and roads of misfortune, she is one of the few, good people, who is happy both in love and in life.. I think I creeped her out though, cause I'm not a badass biker dude, I have very supersensitive emotions, and when I walked to her mantel, and supidly stuck my nose in her business by reading a birthday card "To my dear wife" I can't recall the poem as of now, but several of the words "heart" "love" "always" were underlined in a serious handwriting, next thing I knew, I saw a red nose and shiny eyes in my reflection in her almost mirrorized house.. So when time came to leave, it was evident I was upset, and I myself still don't exactly know why my feelings poured out the way they did.. Maybe because the hardships I had been through, and to see someone who had done things her way, and through my eyes exactly perfect.. And to top the icing on the cake she said where she was putting her tree, beside the dining room table at the foreviewing of three windows, a main, and two arched at it's sides, to be seen from the road.. One of the big white Christmas trees comes to mind when I think about what tree she may have.. That or a masterfully decorated green tree.. Artificial or real, to get a mild pine scent through the house.. Ornaments and decorations that aren't rich or pricy.. Ornaments that have been through the family, made by children, decorated by children.. What is that to say that for a season, a holiday, a truly special one to my mind, be decorated and painted by your children.. I'm starting to see now why mothers and fathers are so insistent on photographs and filming occasions..
Anyway time came to leave, and I kept imaging coming back over at every time she mentioned entertaining, and bringing people over for Christmas Dinner..

Well,

Things are going wonderfully.. I couldn't be happier with how things are going both in my replay experience of this game, my continuing respect for it, and how my plans for the union are looking.

I have already checked the boards, and am getting ready for the big transition into my first union, and for the bigger step into getting a beautiful name out and it's importance.. I do not want to sound advertising, but it's going to be beautiful.. With no previous unions on the roster, I'm really excited about this, and again, notification, the Ecco union, is underway.. My first plans of business are to talk to my good buddy Glaz, he always makes the greatest of tags, and I'm going to see if he can take on my banner for me...
I still have a wide array for what I plan on doing to and for the union, but I'm not going to reveal anything because we need to keep some secrecy in it.. :P

This is my dream come true here.. That and I have the best person possible for a co-founder/leader.. Another set of business, one of the first places here on GS I ever posted in was an Ecco petition, signed something, anyhow, I'm going to contact the members of that thread, for registration with the ecco union.. All eventually of course..

Banner, tags and such, and a couple other little odds and ends.. The union may have to be pushed back a while, because I'm very busy on the weekends, but it can be expected sometime next week..

My walkthrough, is still in the making.. I am going to need to work really hard and go to every aspect of the game if I am going to beat Brian Taylor's review.. As for my review on GS, I'm still reading over those submitted, Kal's, and the other two, and I'll get on to that soon.. I've been prepping for this moment since I joined, so I'm going to make it a good review..

I'll edit this update as I information comes to me, and when I get the first banner..

Well here's how it started out..

I was in a sedan, packed with bullets.. Amongst me were three other companions filling the car, and we were all armed, locked down in a shot-car holding off police officers from every point on our clock.. I was in the back seat, left side, wrapping up on the ammunition in my pistol which didn't last long in my dream, shot up some front bumpers and capped a couple windshields and the gun was in the floorboard amongst tons of others.. I recall none of us in the car having foot-room due to massive weaponry..
I move on to a pump-action, sawed-off spas shotgun, and start firing at the police, person beside me firing with a handgun, and the two up front firing with assault rifles.. I think those two were the most skilled, because I was watching the halfway point of my door, and back.. And those two up front watched the halfway point of their doors and the entire windshield space..
So anyway, it's night-time, and my shotgun's dry, and I toss it out, and grab an m60e4, 101 rounds in the the beast.. I fired so many accurate bursts, and think in this dream that rifle was the sole reason I stayed alive.. Aiming through the weak crosshair and looking outside at the gravel road we were on the side of, beside of a toolshed, which had a street light on, giving a misty, dark affect and lighting to the gravel and grass and the cars.. It smelled like the cold night outside..
Pretty soon we're done, all the cops are dead, and we all get out of the car, and watch each other's back until we get to another car..

The dream jumps.. I'm driving, the person beside me in the shootout is in the passenger, and the two in the front last time back in the back.. Our footspace is crammed with weapons again, and I can barely drive.. The guys are all talking about some random stuff, and for the first time in this whole thing I'm scared.. We drive down an old country road and up to a stop sign beside a gas station.. I make a right turn, and know where I'm going.. It's all been prescheduled.. We were walking right into a setup we knew about.. The police had a baracade setup, and for some reason, we were going to it, we knew about it.. I ask the person in the back right about the weaponry.. I request an M249, a 200rd. machinegun with a scope, and he says no, I'll have to make due with what we got.. A crap rifle, brown and copperish from age and rust.. Pistols are better, clipfed and two of them this time, and another shotgun, a short one.. The guy beside me has the same stuff, crap weapons, and the back two have their original machineguns from the first shootout..
No way I thought, a lot less ammunition this time, firepower, and more cops.. I was scared, and I was scared for myself at my observation perspective in the dream, I wanted to wake up and it be over, so I couldn't see what happens.. The dream continues..
Going straight down that road I made a right down, I look to the passenger who resembles Steve Zahn, and I'm so scared.. I say, "I don't wanna die" and he knows just what to say.. He says, "You don't know what world you're gonna go to when you die" and for some reason that assured me.. Got me thinking about going down this way, in another shootout.. Thinking about what's to come for us all, It was only enough to keep me driving there and still doing it, I was still scared..
I felt like a kid who wasn't gonna get to live the life his mom wanted for him, cause he did something his mom told him not to do.. It's daytime now, I shoulda said that early on..
I take a left down a gravel road, and see police officers.. The guys are still laughing and kinda joking about the whole situation, I'm still scared.. I drive into the baracade, and feel that feeling of being "surrounded" and drive the car where they tell me, to 4 tire marks, each tire to each marker, these markers are more loaded weapons, a marker for each of us.. The two in the back instantly get out onto the plain resembling the same one the first shootout was at, and walk over to two large, red crasftsman toolchests on wheels.. They wheel them over and kick one on each side of the car.. And this is something I'm particularly proud of, because my mind was able to generate something so cool and original for my enjoyment such as big red toolboxes for cover..
Anyway, I get out, and start walking over the these two police, one has a cowboy hat on.. The two in the backseat ask me where I'm going and I say I'll be right back.. I keep walking, my little shotgun in my left hand, I approach the one wearing a cowboy hat.. I look at him for a moment, lips tucked in fear, and eyes almost in tears.. I extend my hand to him, and he looks at me for a long time in understanding, and shakes my hand.. I say "I wish things were different" then I turn to shake his partner's hand.. He acts alarmed about it and doesn't understand but shakes my hand a lot sooner..
I walk back to the car, and get in the driver's seat.. Close the door.. Shotgun down, and rifle in hand.. We were all getting ready... My heart was racing in this confined area.. Police all around us, and our odds lessened from last time..

We all move to fire and the dream ended.. I think my mind chose to wake me up because I did not want to know the outcome.. I think I died at least, or we all died.. Because not only was I firing at a larger squad, with weaker weapons and smaller magazines, I was in the position to cover a larger perimeter around the car.. And I remember I was not as good as the two in the back.. But it was cool, I loved it while it lasted..

Man, I gotta say, right now I am having a blast..

It's been a wonderful night, and I've had a great list of movies tonight.. Die Hard, I walked in late 18 minutes from the start and still caught the beginning.. A great Christmas movie, and couldn't help singing along to the credits to "Let it Snow" so that was great, skimming through the channels in this hot edifice of a home, a heat that almost prompted me to slide the thermostat bar towards the blue a little bit..
So we're moving on, I find the Faculty on friggin television.. I'd award this film best movie of the night, but it's edited on amc, on fmc Die Hard was unedited... So here I am watching The Faculty, loving the cast and re-realizing what a wonderful cast this movie has, and it's great seeing Elijah Wood making what I think is his first big label.. So with a great film going, I got my notebook and the fan going and I'm enjoying my state of mind, working on some easy paperwork..

For the weekend, or tomorrow as I should say, scarce as gas is, me and my dad are pulling out the vette and trans am and are heading up to Shatley Springs in country territory.. And I'm not talking redneck country, I'm talking beautiful mountains, mountain tunnels, ear-popping altitudes, breathtaking views, unconditional speeding and remarkable straightaways.. It's going to be one hell of a cruise.. Haven't been able to spend too much time with my dad lately so this is gonna be really fun..

Anyways, back to my movie which I'm heading to bed after..

But for your entertainment here's a story that caused me a lot of gripe today.. I was at walmart with a friend getting groceries, and passing the drinks I came across the beautiful pink top and blue jeaned beauty.. By herself, passing the top isle, I had to follow her down that isle for a better glimpse and then at the end go our seperate ways.. I meet back up with my friend later, and ask if he saw the girl in pink and he said he saw "a" girl in pink, but wasn't quite sure we saw the same one.. Anyway, we figured that we had to assure each other we saw the same one, so we walked the grocery isles back looking for her, and couldn't find her anywhere, so we thought for a moment and thought that she was a beautiful hottie all by herself.. She's not a mom supporting a family buying a bundle of groceries, so we figured she'd only be getting a few things.. Turns out this intuition was right.. We walked the check out isles looking for 'er, and all the way at the end where I'd given up, my friend spotted her, farthest isle, and she was checking out there, so we walked up there, behind her and her sister and mother we assumed and waited to check out with my Sin City umd and his Highlander dvd.. The whole time waiting in line I fought a terrible conflict with myself to go up and talk to her, and just stay waiting in line.. It hurt so bad that I was waiting there, and not going up and bringing up the possibility that I may get a phone number.. Up close behind her, loading up her groceries with her family, matching pink sunglasses weaved through her hair resting on her head matching her top.. I was seeing it, and I really felt bad afterwards, seeing that beautiful frame leaving without me in her arms.. It was a romantically depressing evening... So, I think I'm gonna c&p this all for a journal entry.. ^_^

The only thing on my schedule for today, is Ecco the Dolphin..

I ordered my game 2 weeks or so ago, a game I had myself back in 00' for Christmas where I can recall sneaking out to my mom's cadillac and sneaking it out of the trunk and back in the house because I had to play it.. Years went by, two of which when I had it put up because I couldn't get past the first level.. Then, digging it up to beat it, needing the help of a walkthrough.. And let me say, this walkthrough is one of the strong factors of why I'm doing a walkthrough myself.. But anyway, I remember printing out the pages for it, all in green ink because my printer was outta black.. And reading at the end of the walkthrough, after beating the final boss, the author saying "Give yourself a pat on the back, you've just beat one of the hardest games ever made" and laughing a bit.. So I can proudly say, to this author I was unable to relocate these years past, that he/she will get notification in my walkthrough..

Speaking of which, I started playing last night, fairly late.. I spent a little time dusting off my dreamcast, undoing the cables and setting it up.. I opened the brown envelope which had been under my pillow since I got it, and took the game out of the bubble wrap.. Powered on the Dreamcast, it beeped, and the game pissed me off right away.. Not so much the game as I was "Roman Games" corp. for sending me a dud but I rebooted it and it was fine.. And let me tell ya.. I went back in time.. Seeing the loading screen, "Press Start Button" and listening to that beautiful main menu tune.. The bubble sounds my controller made as it scrolled through the options, and the logos and such on the memory card screen.. "Loading" with bubbles around it being the first one.. I loved it, and it really took me back..
And like a greatly held circumstance where one would open an elderly bottle of wine or champagne, I had been saving a gallon of lemon-line gatorade, and contomplated opening many times pre-gameplay of ecco but I was able to withstand it.. And with the main menu up, I opened the gatorade gallon jug and took a good swig, and it was savored as a great moment.. :)
I did not however, play the game.. I looked into my past history by running through the game chapters, and my memory files, but ultimately got a fine meal and watched a movie after this wonderful experience.. So for today, I plan on starting my walkthrough, which has already gotten an appropriate blue notebook and labeled front page so I'm ready to go.. I'll keep my ecco replay experience updated, and how the walkthrough is coming..

~DarkKar

Well, I must say my day is going wonderful..

As of late I've gone online and reordered my favorite game: Ecco the Dolphin Defender of the Future for the Sega Dreamcast, and it has been an inner desire to write a review for the game for nearly three years now.. So, I was especially excited when my copy arrived several days ago, and is still unopened in it's first class enveolope in my room in it's fine condition..

I have several standards I would like to hold this game's opening and playing to, kind of how one would like an elder bottle of wine opened only on a special occasion.. I've made it oppoint to clean my room this afternoon as I've scheduled, to give me a nice, serene setting to play in.. And I've gone out and bought a large tank of Gatorade to enjoy whilst I recall classic levels and priceless moments that marked this game my favorite..And with these great items, I shall lie out some paper into the fairly cold climate via fan, and get to work on my thorough walkthrough..

So at the planning board for a fabulous evening, I need to submit my application to "Bloom, a Food Lion Market" which hopefully will work out, and if not, I have a failsafe at a mail place which I am very confident with getting employed..

So, things are looking on the upside, and I plan on getting to my Ecco sometime this afternoon.. I'll catch up on how the game replay is with journal entries, and later have an option of reading "The Full Ecco Journal: Making of DarkKar's Walkthrough"

~DarkKar

The Island: Unofficial Movie Review,

First off I am personally proud that this is the first movie I am reviewing.. I have a prescheduled plan of reviewing classics that have left their personal imprint on my movie history, and we'll get on to them later..

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The Island: Unofficial Movie Review
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Ah, The Island.. Luring with it's official trailer and beautiful images of the lovely Scarlett Johansson and Ewan McGregor and I have to say it was only truthful.. I wasn't as strong into the hype when it came out, I got my ticket like most movies worthy of the overpriced $7.25 and walked into what I thought was going to be a 'regular' summer blockbuster.. But on the current roster, and I feel a little foolish for both saying and going through with, but I've spent a good $21 some odd dollars seeing this movie a total of three times..
All three times I still must say worthy of my time, maybe not so money considering the prices here are already outrageous, but I award this movie best thus far Summer of '05..

Outside of my arrogant personal prospects of the movie, let's get to what's important.. Let's begin with the cast.. I've already mentioned the lovely Scarlett Johansson and Ewan McGregor, but a deeper cast follows that some may have overlooked.. It was good seeing Steve Buscemi in the film, after his impressive memorative role on Reservoir Dogs, and I must say performing well to his role in this film.. Sean Bean played the administrator of the institution in the film and is particularly remembered from his role as 006 in my favorite Bond film Goldeneye.. He's also done work in a POW movie, his role as Boromir in LOTR, Sophocles' in Troy, and doing what he does best at being himself he fits the villain role in National Treasure.. And I have to say he fits his villain ability superbly in this film..
Michael Clarke Duncan stepped into the cast with a short role large enough to put his mark in 'The Island' which I was happy to see and not disoppointed with.. I wish I could remember the fellow's name, but a minor cast member plays as one of Ewan McGregor's character's best friends, and his voice may be familiar as the voice of Rex from the Toy Story films, which I found interesting.. :D

Money Shot, Key to any great film is how the romantic story unfolds in my opinion.. So as the movie progressed, there was a wonderful unfolding of attaction between Scarlett Johannson and Ewan's characters, which flew into motion of the film's beauty, ultimately leading up to the climactic final struggle.. So, let's carry on..

Movie Body, Well.. At the time I first saw the film, it was a night showing, and walking into the plotline swept me out of the theater and into a story that truly proved spectacular.. Michael Bay, known for his work in Pearl Harbor and outstanding car chase sequences some of which he delivered in Bad Boys 2.. He does not fail to performance in this film, in fact, all of his highspeed sequences are very atriculate and to the point about getting a tiny detail in that makes for the experience of the whole thing.. He incorporated the actual feeling of air zooming around you, how things would sound plummiting at such a speed, driving at such a speed.. Also putting circulating motion of how rotation in a highspeed crash flies before your vision can catch it.. It was something really cool to see..

The only thing you really need to read in this review, I don't wanna ramble on with a movie that deserves a great review, but needs one done right, which I wouldn't particularly want to be me :D So let's get on with my personal decorations to this movie..
It has my stamp of approval that it will be worth your money to experience in theaters.. And gets my medal of Best Summer Movie of '05.. I recommend seeing this film if you haven't already, and if you have seen it, please leave a comment of your opinion, Good or bad, it's all about getting out to the people what is good or bad from our experience..

Thank you for baring through this unnecessarily long review.. :D

~DarkKar

I dedicate a portion of my journal solely to unofficial movie reviews.. For both my personal benefit, usage, and other viewers, I will enclose a full review of movies I deem worthy, a final grading at closure, and are going to constantly be open for editing.. I will be open to all forms of criticism, and am always able for correction, that's how we learn, so please don't be quiet with your opinions, bump me a PM..

I will include movie reviews individual entries, film titles in the review Entry Title.. My Journal will be constantly adding different attributes, but take your time to read over the movie reviews as they flock..

Thank you,

~DarkKar