Tuesday, August 31, 2021
Monday, August 30, 2021
Sunday, August 29, 2021
Saturday, August 28, 2021
On Wednesday, I was so exhausted that I called in sick. On Thursday, I worked half the day and felt myself passing out again, so I called in sick for the rest of the day. On Friday I was even more exhausted, so I called in sick again, much to my aggravation and embarrassment.
I bowed to pressure and went for a COVID-19 test today. I waited in line for one excruciating hour--normally not a big deal, but I was so tired that the short wait became a true test of my drastically reduced endurance.
Eventually, I was escorted to a nurse. She asked about my symptoms, told me to tilt my head back, and gently rammed a Q-Tip to the hilt of my right nostril, tickling my brain. "EAUUUGGAHHHH!" I wailed, breaking my own promise not to scream. I apologized profusely as blood oozed from my nose (or at least I was certain blood must be oozing from my nose), but the nurse was unperturbed. "You'll get your results in two or three days," she called as I staggered toward the exit.
So that was today.
Friday, August 27, 2021
I painted the bases, of course, but I asked some friends if I should do anything more to the figures themselves. There were some excellent suggestions, and I actually tried a light ink wash to bring out some details--but I quickly rinsed it off, preferring the original look. The ink wash just muddied the waters, as it were, and I was too lazy to try the other suggestion I really liked--adding little footprints to the bases.
Thursday, August 26, 2021
Wednesday, August 25, 2021
Tuesday, August 24, 2021
Monday, August 23, 2021
Sunday, August 22, 2021
Painting was pretty simple this time; a coat of black for the bottle, a coat of red for the base, logo background, and bottlecap, some drybrushed silver for weathering, and drybrushed white for the Nuka-Cola logo.
Saturday, August 21, 2021
Friday, August 20, 2021
Thursday, August 19, 2021
Wednesday, August 18, 2021
Tuesday, August 17, 2021
Four London housemates are roller skaters, and all of their friends are roller skaters. In fact, judging by what we see in this film, everyone in London roller skates, cycles, or uses scooters. There are vehicles in the streets, but we only see them moving during a couple of stop-motion night montages to show the passage of time.
In this strange (but presumably healthier) alternate reality, a rogue roller skater is killing other roller skaters, all while killer and victim are roller skating. The four housemates know all of the victims personally, and indeed one, redheaded hacker Hugh, is a direct witness to the killing of a roller skater friend and captures part of the killing on out-of-focus video. But the police seem at first uninterested in the crime spree, and then, when presented with evidence that points to a revenge killing motive (the killer was prevented from robbing a convenience store by do-gooder roller skaters), they claim outright that the killer is "too fast" for them, even though the police, presumably, have vehicles. Maybe they can only use them during montages.
At first the housemates' hunt for the killer is ad hoc and disorganized. A skater spots the killer and calls the housemates (because everyone seems to know everyone) and gives chase, only to give up when the killer flashes a knife--a realistic, if unintentionally hilarious, outcome.
At one point, a young woman is roller skating through a graveyard. The killer, also on roller skates as always, stalks her. Tension builds as she tries to skate out of range of the creepy killer. She skates right into a friend of hers (also on roller skates) and yells "You scared me!" The killer skates away. What a missed opportunity for the potential victim to say "I feel like someone just roller skated over my
grave . . ."
Eventually there's another montage as the housemates call in all of their many, many roller skating pals to form a (never formally named) Roller Squad. Hugh uses his hacking skills and London's surveillance cameras to create a tracking system designed to lead Roller Squad members to the killer.
All of this is played completely straight, and the actors give it their all being entirely earnest about this ludicrous scenario. In fact, the film is at its worst when it actively tries to be funny, with lame jokes about misplaced recycling and "Can you say that in English?" complaints about technobabble.
Interestingly, all of the murders are pantomimed and bloodless, a strange artistic choice. Surely blood bags aren't that expensive, are they?
There's a romantic subplot involving Sophie, one of the housemates, and Leo, a skater who happens to be the only one potentially fast enough to catch the killer, but it's utterly superfluous, with dramatic developments that come out of nowhere and distract from the film's main story.
The dramatic crosswalk finale is utter madness. Armed only with a mop, frying pan, and roller skates worn on the hands like boxing gloves, three of the housemates await the arrival of the killer, being herded toward them by Leo. But fate steps in at the last second, and one of the only moving vehicles in the film runs over the killer as he skates out of a blind alley. Is this some kind of attempt at dramatic irony? I guess it must be, but the point seems to have skated right over my head.
All that said, the performances are decent if utilitarian, and the direction, editing, and cinematography competent if pedestrian. For a low-budget movie of the sort you'd find going direct-to-VHS in the 80s, production quality is actually pretty decent.
I think the film could have been just a bit stranger, and a bit more worthwhile, had the creators taken the trouble to edit out or reshoot the few scenes where you can see people walking or using vehicles. That would have made the film feel like some kind of strange art-nouveau science fiction piece instead of, well, something thrown together by some friends with screenwriting software and an iPhone.
In other words, it can't compare to seminal roller skating films such as Roller Blade Seven or its sequels and remakes, but it manages to barely skate by as a way to pass the time for 90 minutes or so.
Monday, August 16, 2021
Sunday, August 15, 2021
Saturday, August 14, 2021
Friday, August 13, 2021
Thursday, August 12, 2021
Wednesday, August 11, 2021
Tuesday, August 10, 2021
I'm starting to get the hang of how to paint complex surfaces such as this. I now paint the deepest parts first, not worrying too much about spillover, then dry brush the raised surfaces. This seems to work fairly well.
Monday, August 09, 2021
Sunday, August 08, 2021
Saturday, August 07, 2021
Friday, August 06, 2021
Thursday, August 05, 2021
Wednesday, August 04, 2021
Tuesday, August 03, 2021
Here's another Corvega miniature for Fallout: Wasteland Warfare. This time around I didn't add an ink wash and instead used weathering pencils to add various rust, smoke, and paint-fading effects.
Monday, August 02, 2021