Shaun Lewis: the Man, the Myth, the Legend

So, I was on IMDb last night and I happened to come across the old Air Bud movie. I don’t know how many of you are familiar with this movie, but it came out around the time I was in 7th grade or something. Jacki and I had talked about it the other night — mostly about how there have been a number of them and we didn’t understand how one could possibly have made a sequel to such a horrible movie.

I recalled making an idiot out of myself when I messed up the title of the 2nd Air Bud movie, so I decided to look it up.

In the process of looking up the title, I uncovered a “vault” (if you will) of pure cinema goodness. And by “goodness,” I mean, “absolute pain.” By “absolute pain,” I mean “Hell on earth.” Oh, and by that I mean, “I’d rather have my arm cut off than watch one of these movies.” So, for everyone’s perusal, here is the complete Air Bud franchise.

• Air Bud — Classic Air Bud.
• Air Bud: Golden Receiver
• Air Bud: World Pup
• Air Bud: Seventh Inning Fetch — Note: there is a picture of a raccoon holding a baseball on this cover
• Air Bud: Spikes Back — Volleyball. Enough said. Cover art is realistic, at least.

Or, if you don’t feel like looking at all these titles, this’ll sum every movie up pretty well

“Cute dog excels at soccer/basketball/croquet and wins every game going, while irritating pre-teens fall in love and well-meaning grown ups teach life-lessons.”

For the record, Air Bud still doesn’t top The Land Before Time. We’re up to number 11 now and possibly a TV series?

And here I thought it couldn’t get worse.

EDIT (1/17/2006):

Yeah… They did it again. Also, I discovered that (briefly?) there was a production company called, Air Bud Productions with the sole purpose of making these horrible, horrible movies. Enjoy!

Monday.

Well, the weekend is over. That generally happens on Mondays. I’ve never understood why Sunday is part of the whole weekend classification though. If you look on the calendar, it’s not at the end. In fact, it’s at the very front. On other calendars in most of the world, Sunday is pegged on at the end and Monday leads the week. Not in America though.

Maybe we feel as though we’d find it depressing if Monday were to start every week?

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The Stanley Kubrick Archives

It’s Wednesday.

Holy Mother of God I am tired. And I mean tired. Not the “oh I’m tired !” sort-of tired, but the “I have a man’s job” tired. You know the kind. It’s where you work with a drill all day, which, conveniently enough, I did.

The last few days have been pretty bloody rough working with James, my cousin. Steve, his other assistant, is on a two-week vacation so I’ve had to do all of his work in addition to my work. I used to be pretty tired whenever I came home from work with James before, but now it’s just ridiculous. Every day (or night) I get home I pretty much just collapse onto the bed or couch or the floor and fall asleep. It feels like I just finished running a Marathon. 14-hour days with no lunch breaks and maybe only 1 or 2 five minute breaks a night will certainly take a toll on you after a few days though. To all my friends and family whom I haven’t seen or talked to in the last week I’d like to say two things: 1) I’m not dead or in the process of dying (well, actually I have been since I was born, but that’s another story altogether) and 2) sorry I don’t have a life anymore.

And now I change gears…

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Barry Lyndon

So, it’s very early Monday morning.

I just got off work and although James, my cousin and boss, worked me like a slave, I can’t sleep. I don’t know why this is. Honestly, there probably really is no reason, but the idea of just lying in my wonderfully comfortable bed thinking about hundreds of things before I drift to sleep doesn’t seem appealing. There is absolutely no reason at all for this lack of excitement towards sleep — except one, of course. I drank a lot of Coke.

I like my caffeinated beverages, what can I say?

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It’s Monday night.

Well, I got back not too long ago from the movies and I have to say that I was disappointed with the film I saw. I had thought the movie would be pretty interesting because it looked different and was directed by someone whose work I usually enjoy, Robert Rodriguez. Unfortunately, the film ended up being close to garbage. “Trash” is probably a good word to describe it. In case you were wondering, the movie I saw was Sin City. I wasted $7.75 on it. Don’t be like me.

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So, it’s Friday.

I’m sitting here in the computer after a fun night with Jason. It was most exciting. We went to a party where there were a bunch of his friends from the Police Academy. They are really funny people. Also, the whole situation was a bit absurd. There I was in a room with a bunch of future police officers knocking back a bunch of cold ones and watching the NCAA toournament. For a scant two hours and 30 minutes tonight, I felt like an actual guy. Not a crazy hybrid one who speaks both like William Shakespeare and Tupac at the exact same time. I know this is a very hard thought to imagine, but it has happened before.

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Well, it’s Monday.

I wasn’t feeling very well this morning, but the pains in my stomach have passed and I am doing much better. I think my illness was caused by a certain family member who was also sick. Those sort of things happen, I guess. Luckily, I have the immune system of an ox so I wasn’t sick for too long.

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