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The Best Snacks in Disney World

Posted by robbposch on January 14, 2009
Posted in: Candy, Disney, Florida, Food, Food Review. Tagged: candy, disney, disney world, florida, food, food review, orlando. Leave a comment

As helpful as it is, I think the internet is a bit overrated.  Sure, you can find out all sorts of useful and, mostly, non-useful information.  However, a while back my sister Judith brought up the fact that she was unable to find a picture of a Fat Frog ice cream bar online.  My first thought was one of arrogance.  “Maybe you can’t find it, but I can.”  But I couldn’t.  All I could find were pictures of actual fat frogs.  Which are certainly interesting, just not what I’m looking for.

If it doesn’t contain easily found pictures of Fat Frog bars, what good is the internet? 

Another failure of the internet is its inability to provide any help when searching for information on Disney World.  When you go to Google and search Disney World, there’s just nothing.  It’s bad enough there’s no television advertising.  Disney currently has a promotion where you get free park admission on your birthday.  With an idea this great, you would think they would want to place an ad during every commercial break of every show on TV. 

Since it is impossible to find any web sites with Disney information, either official or fan made sites, I thought I should at least offer some insight.

One thing you might not be aware of when it comes to Disney World is that there are actually a lotof ways to spend money while on vacation.  If you pay enough attention, you will be able to find the occasional shop that sells a few assorted items emblazoned with the Disney logo or Mickey’s head.  The gift shops aren’t easy to find, but they are there.  Trust me.

If you look even more closely, you will be able to find some places where you can purchase food and beverages.  There are a lot more locations than you might expect, if only because Disney does such a good job of hiding them. 

As a reward for reading this, I am going to let you in on a secret.  If you want to find one of the gift shops or food stands in a Disney park, just follow this method.  Stand anywhere in any park, and look either three feet to your left or right.  There you go!

Now that you are aware of where to get food, the bigger question is, what to eat?  That is a surprisingly tough question to answer, for a couple reasons.  Mostly, it is because Disney World has literally hundreds of places to eat.  Also, it is because I always get the same things every time, and am too much of a wimp to try new things.

So this isn’t going to be any sort of “Official Best Snacks at Disney World” list.  For one thing, I don’t even know how to get a list made official.  Another reason is that there probably are better things to get, I’ve just never gotten them. 

I wasn’t sure whether I should do top ten, five, or what.  I then thought I would settle on seven, in a tribute to the best show on TV in Florida, “Top Seven Must Sees: Walt Disney World”.  However, I’m pretty mad at them.  The last couple of trips have nearly been ruined by the new host, Stacey.  She is the worst.  At everything.

When Kryssa was hosting, it was wonderful.  She was the best.  Exhibit A:

 

Now, whenever you want some Top Seven action, you are subjected to the worst human being alive: Stacey. 

 

Ugh.

So I’m not going to do a top seven list, in protest.  Unfortunately, I didn’t want to do a top five, because I had at least six things I wanted to mention.  You’re in for a treat, lady and gentleman.  You are about to witness one of the rarest feats in the fast paced world of making lists: the elusive Top Six.

Is that not the worst title logo you have ever seen?  I’m rather proud of its awfulness.

6) Churros

The good thing about writing about Churros is that they have already done all the work for me.  I don’t have to explain why churros are good.  Unfortunately, they’re also not very exciting to write or read about.  They’re essentially an extra crispy, long donut.  Except with that cool ridged surface.  And with cinnamon sugar.  So forget about reading this description, just close your eyes and imagine you were eating a churro instead.

5) Any Beverage That Isn’t From the Water Fountain

I’m not picky with water.  Of course given the option, I’d rather choose bottled or filtered water.  However, I’m usually fine with some tap water if that’s all there is.  I don’t know what the deal is with the water in Disney World’s fountains. 

The water is like that weird “unfiltered” apple juice, the cloudy stuff.  I mean, I don’t like apple juice anyway; but that unfiltered juice is just creepy looking.  But the Disney water is just awful.  The tap water in the rooms isn’t terrible, so I don’t think it’s the water source. 

I’ve heard people recommend that you can save money in Disney World buy only buying one bottle of water and just refilling it in the fountains.  Don’t do this.

As far as the beverage I’d suggest as a replacement, it doesn’t matter too much.  I usually have soda around the way a baby has a bottle around, so I’d probably say go with that.  Or if you’re in Epcot, go into the Club Cool and get some free soda.  And if you’re one of those people that think you “shouldn’t drink soda all day long”, buy a bottle of water.  Just stay away from the fountains.  Stay far away.  You don’t even want to step in the puddle that forms near them.

4) Cinnamon Glazed Almonds

Nuts are one of those foods you’re never sure if they’re okay to eat or not.  You know they are ridiculously high in fat, but you’ve also heard that it’s “good fat”.  Here’s a good way to take out all the guesswork: to make it clear that they are something not okay to eat, just take a handful of nuts, and coat them in a thick layer of sugar.  Problem solved!

Because come on, who wants to eat “real food” at Disney World?  Okay, probably a lot of people.  Other people.  Oddly enough, I had never actually bought these at Disney World until my last trip.  I have had them before, and am a big fan.  You always see these carts in New York City, which is sort of the Disney World of real life. 

Once my goth friend Dersh bought a bag of cinnamon glazed coconut pieces from one of these vendors.  They were quite good, but were one of those foods you’re glad someone else bought, since one piece was pretty much all you could imagine eating.  This sickly sweet flavor stuck with me, and kind of turned me off to ever buying “cinnamon glazed” anything.

During our last trip, Amy and I were on line for a ride, behind someone who had bought them.  So the entire time we were waiting, this intense scent surrounded us.  After getting off the ride, we decided we wanted to try them, possibly due to the subconscious suggestions from our clothing, which most likely still smelled like cinnamon glaze.

This is definitely one of those Disney World snacks that you can’t justify having too often.  I guess most snacks are hard to justify having too often, but I’ve gotten pretty good at that.

3) Jelly Beans

This is one of my most cherished Disney World traditions.  Every trip, I get a bag of Jelly Belly beans from one of the candy stores, and try to stretch them to last me the whole trip.  Unfortunately, I haven’t gotten any smarter when it comes to buying them.

As anyone who has ever bought pound candy knows, that price goes up fast.  “$2.50 for every one sixth of a pound?  That seems reasonable, I’m probably only going to get like a tenth of a pound anyway.”  Then you go and weigh your bag and it comes to like fifteen dollars. 

I do know this, and it doesn’t help.  I know that in order to get all the jelly bean flavors I want, I have to only take a little of each.  And yet there I go, right to Juicy Pear and dump a ton in my bag.  Then I look two flavors to the left, see peach and throw more in.  After putting too much in the bag and walking away, I see that I didn’t notice they had pineapple, and put more in the bag.

Considering I’m probably paying about thirty cents a bean, I need to figure out a better system for picking them out.

2) Chocolate Covered Frozen Bananas

I have discussed these here before, and every time I mention them the news gets better.  The last time I brought them up, it was to share the joyous news that you could now get them at a few select carts around the Magic Kingdom.  Now I am pleased to announce that they can now be found at every ice cream cart in Disney World. 

The doubters have been crushed.  If anyone knows that progress can’t be stopped, it is Walt Disney.  So the only two plausible reasons for the influx of bananas is either that Walt Disney is reaching out from beyond the grave, or that my web site has the power to influence the Disney company’s decisions.  Which option sounds more possible?  That’s right, ghost Walt Disney is getting things done.

Not only are chocolate bananas an incredible snack, they are so easy to write off as not even that bad for you.  Yes, they are covered in chocolate and crushed peanuts.  Just ignore that part.  So basically you’re just eating a banana.  Also, they might just help you avoid a frightening encounter with a bathroom stall in the park.

While I know that ghost Walt is the main reason for bananas now being available everywhere, I couldn’t help feeling some pride.  Every time I would see someone walking around eating one, I gave them a silent “You’re welcome.”   And yeah, they might have found it odd that I was staring at them while mouthing words.  But deep down, they felt gratitude.

1) Dole Whips

Pineapple Floats are alongside frozen bananas on this list in the category of “Things I’ll be angry if I don’t get.”  I’m not really sure how often you can have a pineapple float, since as snacks go, they’re pretty epic.  They’re also one of the more expensive snacks, so you might have to limit your consumption to ten or so a day.

These cups of love are certainly the most refreshing snack you can get.  The hotter and more disgusting the weather, the better they taste.  Not only do you get the incredible pineapple soft serve, it comes atop a deep pool of pineapple juice.  Juice! 

So really, you can have as many of these as you want, since they’re high in vitamin C.  And as the nearby Pirates of the Caribbean attraction should remind you, you need that vitamin C to ward of scurvy.

And thus concludes our hard hitting exposé on Disney snacks.  Unfortunately, as far as my writing is concerned, “hard hitting” is just another way of saying “less lazy and poorly thought out than usual”.  So I recommend every item on this list; they all have my personal seal of approval (which is a drawing of me giving a thumbs up done in MS Paint). 

That said, I’d recommend trying everything you can in the parks.  There are tons of legitimately good things to eat, and it is an easy way to get rid of all that money you’re always complaining you have too much of. 

Food Review: DATREX Emergency Rations

Posted by robbposch on December 27, 2008
Posted in: Food, Food Review. Tagged: food, food review, review. Leave a comment

It has been mentioned before that the basement of my old house contained some strange things, usually pertaining to food.  The most famous example (and by “most famous” I mean the only one I can remember) would be the awful assortment of soda I was able to unearth from there.

When my family was moving to another state, I did my best do help them out.  This mostly consisted of me rummaging around the house looking for things I wanted to take.  My ransacking was limited mostly to the basement.  Digging through the shelves of food long since forgotten about, I felt like an explorer.  I was Indiana Jones, except instead of digging for crystal skulls with which I would disappoint my fan base, I was moving dusty jars around looking for mysterious edibles. 

From doing so much food shopping now, I realize how much I took this basement for granted.  Have you seen how much wheat germ costs?  Of course you haven’t; no one buys wheat germ besides my family and probably twelve other people.  Well, it’s expensive.

What made the basement’s goods so plentiful was the fact that my dad never has the slightest idea of what we have in the house.  When he would go to BJ’s, he would buy another 12 pack of paper towels, another gallon of shampoo, another 100 pack of “Good News” Razors (that name being rather ironic given the fact that my neck never receives the news as such), and so on.

Another object taking up room in our basement was a rather large blue barrel.  It was supposed to do something related to water: filtering, removing iodine, or another cleaning-related function.  The reason this large blue obstruction was in our basement was so that we could survive in a post-apocalyptic world after Y2K. 

Oh yeah I should mention that he bought into the Y2K fears, big time.  If you weren’t paying attention around this time (the year 2000), no nuclear wars broke out as a result of computer errors, and no civilizations had to result to cannibalization due to the ConAgra plant’s inability to produce Kid Cuisine.

I’m not quite sure what level of chaos he thought the world would be brought to.  We would need to survive on food rations as a result of nuclear explosions, yet we didn’t need a bomb shelter?

Regardless, I got used to seeing the big blue barrel in the basement, and never really questioned why we kept it.  When helping my family move, I saw the other Y2K emergency supplies we had, including pills that helped cure radiation (which I’m assuming didn’t work), as well as emergency food rations.

I’ve always been kind of interested in dehydrated camping or MRE type foods.  Those things that promise delicious pot roast just by pouring boiling water in a bag, yet probably wind up looking like what happens when you forget to reduce the power to 50% when cooking TV dinners.

Unfortunately, we didn’t have any delicious dehydrated beef stew, or even Astronaut ice cream that you know is disgusting but still think is pretty cool.  All we had were frightening blocks of “Emergency Rations”.  Even though they weren’t pretty, they were still emergency food, so I felt compelled to try them.  For science.

 

The rations come packed in a vacuum sealed, red package.  In a large font is the company’s name, DATREX, which is pretty frightening.  It sounds like the name of a company that would be pumping raw sewage into lakes.

In case you wouldn’t be willing to eat something that was not approved by the US Coast Guard, don’t worry, this is.  All other approvals are currently pending, which really makes the Coast Guard seem a bit loose with their approvals, but I guess that’s just how they were raised.

 

The label also has instructions on how to eat a bar of food.  In case you were unsure.

Another fun fact the label offers is that we should not drink sea water.  I realized I should never do this when I was about six, and got some in my mouth at the beach.  I also realized this later on when I was in Hawaii, and didn’t really have a choice as the violent waves forced about a quart down my throat, forcing me to later vomit.  So don’t worry about the sea water warnings.  I’m good.

 

You are also told not to drink water in the first 24 hours after an emergency, unless you are sick or in a desert.  Or if you are thirsty, I guess, although it doesn’t specify.  It also says it is best to not to drink more than two cups a water a day.  So I’ll be fine during an emergency, since I normally don’t drink this much water.  As long as there’s soda, I’ll be fine.

Upon opening the package, I am met with a rather gross looking block of “food”.  It looks sort of like those healthy breads you see, that are very compressed and are almost like chewy melba toast.  Sorry for the awful comparison.  I don’t know much about what I’m comparing it to, but I know that it looks like whatever it is I’m talking about. 

 

It also sort of looks like when you eat a bowl of cereal from the bottom of the box.  Since you pour in all the cereal crumbs and powder, the milk at the end turns into this muddy slop.  That is what this looks like.  So feel free to ignore that terrible healthy bread comparison.

One thing that is immediately noticeable is a greasy, slimy texture to the block of food.  It also smells like coconut.  Not real coconut, more like a coconut shampoo.  I’m not too worried about surviving the night, so instead of dividing it into the correct serving size, I just dig in and take a bite.

It is at this point that I realize the food is sealed in cellophane.

In all fairness, if the food is still sealed, why is the outside greasy?  To aid removal from the foil wrapper?  Now to get to the food, I need to use a knife to open the block.  I’ll need a knife in an emergency anyway, to fend off coyotes and hobos, so I’m not worried about the tricky ration packaging.

The fairly appealing smell is still pretty unexpected.  I don’t know what smell I was expecting, but it wasn’t coconut.  When you are desperate for just enough calories to live another day, who is expecting a tropical delight? 

After inspecting the ingredients, the reason for the smell becomes apparent.  The list is also refreshingly short: wheat flour, vegetable shortening, cane sugar, water, coconut, and salt.  No weird chemicals, everything seems normal. 

The entire block of food isn’t that big, and each serving measures about 1.5 inches by 2.5 inches, and .5 inches thick.  Like a novelty size deck of cards.  And at 200 calories, I don’t know how long you would be surviving by eating this.  I don’t know what I was expecting, I guess some crazy scientific marvel that packed 2,000 calories into a single bite.

When I tasted the ration, I immediately wished there were more chemicals and artificial flavorings.  While it smelled like coconut, it certainly didn’t taste like it.  It tasted like how Jack Johnson music sounds.  Is that a current reference?  I haven’t noticed if he has gone away yet.

The taste wasn’t bad, it just tasted… there.  It was no coconut granola bar, but at the same time it wasn’t human flesh.  As far as survival food goes, it wasn’t bad.

I certainly don’t envision DATREX bars replacing Kudos in lunch boxes any time soon.  It may be all natural, but even the most strict parents probably won’t force their children to make the switch. 

The nutritional facts don’t make it seem like this would last very long in your system.  It seems like you’d get the same benefits from eating a handful of All Bran and a couple spoonfuls of Crisco.  Whether or not that is more convenient to keep in your glove compartment or bomb shelter is up to you.

Hm.  When scanning the label to get inspiration for a closing statement, I noticed the expiration date was 9/04.  I just assumed that emergency rations last indefinitely, I certainly wasn’t expecting it to expire five years after production. 

I’m pretty sure that the Creme Savers I have in my car have been in there for at least ten years, and they still taste good.  Let this be a lesson to you all: natural food is inferior to chemicals and artificial flavors.

Now I don’t fear a nuclear war as much.  At least I would finally be able to finish that bag of Creme Savers.  I’m kind of sick of the strawberry  flavor.

Movie Review: Executive Koala

Posted by robbposch on December 15, 2008
Posted in: Movie Reviews. Tagged: insanity, koalas, movie review, movies, review. Leave a comment

I debated whether or not I should open this article with the question, “What is wrong with the Japanese?”  Because, let’s face it, that sounds sort of racist.  Then while re-watching the movie in order to get screen caps, I was reminded of all the moments in the movie that made me ask myself that question.  In the end, it was confirmed that the only way one can start a review of a movie like this is to ask that question.  So let’s start over.

What is wrong with the Japanese?  I’ve always taken much of their media with a grain of salt.  Those bizarre commercials that American actors do for some reason, the video game characters with four foot high hair and two hundred pound swords, and their apparent obsession with cartoon girls being sexually assaulted by octopi.  I don’t get it. 

Granted, they probably feel the same way about much of our entertainment, and I understand that.  However, once in a while something comes along that surpasses that understanding, and reignites the questioning. 

I’m not even sure how I came upon the trailer for Executive Koala.  All I know is that after seeing it, I knew what I had to do… watch the movie.  Luckily, I was able to find it, since for some reason this movie didn’t wind up with the widest distribution in America. 

The movie starts off, as most movies usually do, with an animated musical theme song.  I’m not sure if something got lost in the translation, but the theme song’s lyrics are as follows:

With beautiful eyes

Grey

With a heart of gold

Calm

Not tempted to be seduced

Not tempted to commit adultery or to divorce

Go for it, Executive Koala!

But terrible when made angry

Love is just around the corner

Granted, I don’t have a theme song, so the Executive Koala does have an advantage over me.  At the same time, does that song sound like something you would want written about you?  Not tempted to commit adultery… yeah great, thanks.  Terrible when made angry?  This koala just sounds like a normal guy with a bad temper.  Hardly song worthy.

 

Also, the credits show the koala peeing on a street pole.  This guy isn’t off to the greatest start as far as showing his character goes.  Of course he knows he can get away with this criminal act, because no one wants to make him angry and terrible.

The movie opens at the workplace where the koala gets his executive title from, the Rubbles Pickle Company.  Oh and in case you weren’t sure about the title, it isn’t meant as a metaphor.  He is a koala.  A giant, suit wearing koala.  His co-workers know that he is a koala, as they talk about how hairiness is a turnoff, yet they don’t seem to find the fact that he is a koala to be a turn off as well.

 

The Koala, whose actual name is Keiichi Tamura, is presenting at a big meeting at the pickle company.  Tamura seems obsessed with kimchi, a pickled cabbage dish.  In fact, kimchi is the purpose of Tamura’s presentation as he believes it will “bring in all the big money.” 

Tamura insists that it is imperative to sell kimchi, “for the youth”.  And I certainly agree.  Everyone knows the youth of America demands its pickled cabbage, and the companies that provide it certainly bring in all the big money.  Despite this, the presentation doesn’t go too well, as the pickle executives don’t seem as enthralled with kimchi as Tamura is.

I don’t know if this is a common affliction among giant koalas, but Tamura sweats lot.  He spends the first ten minutes wiping his forehead with a towel, until finally he gives up and wears a sweatband.  Which as humans know, totally does not go with a suit.

Tamura then goes home with his human girlfriend (gross), and proceeds to keep yelling out his ex-girlfriend’s name in bed.  I’m not sure what the girl is getting out of this.  You would think that if she is willing to date a giant, hairy koala, that he would at least have the courtesy to not dwell on past relationships. 

The next day at work, a pair of detectives visit Tamura.  When co-workers notice that detectives want to talk to him, the first thing that comes to mind is that they assume he has stolen underwear.  It must be hard enough for a koala to get on the corporate fast track, but when you also have a reputation as an underwear thieving deviant, it must get that much more difficult.

It turns out the detectives want to question Tamura because they think he murdered his girlfriend.  Which, as I have learned from watching Law & Order, is a worse crime than underwear theft.

 

When Tamura objects to being accused of murder, they assume his upset emotions are due to hunger.  So they do what is common with hardboiled detectives, and offer him… pork chops.  That makes Tamura even more upset, as he claims pork chops are what criminals get fed.  That doesn’t seem so bad.  I’m not a big fan of pork chops, but I would assume that is a better entree choice than most prison foods.

 


We then find out another one of Tamura’s girlfriends disappeared three years ago.  His dating life doesn’t seem to be looking too hot.  The next day, Tamura returns to work, where everyone is scared of him after seeing newspaper articles saying he is the suspect in the murder.

To calm Tamura down, the CEO of his company calls him into his office to tell Tamura he thinks he is innocent.  By the way, the CEO is a rabbit.

 

The detective begins trailing Tamura, hoping to catch him in the act of doing one of his depraved koala activities.  He follows Tamura to Tamura’s psychiatrist, where Tamura begins talking about his girlfriend.  This results in a montage of their activities, which included dancing in front of a green screen, possibly making a music video at Six Flags.

 

Tamura starts crying about his girlfriend Yukari.  To be more accurate, he continues crying about her, since he tends to cry a lot. 

 

After Tamura leaves, the detective asks the psychiatrist questions about Tamura.  For some reason, the psychiatrist doesn’t want to answer personal questions about his patient.

 

Tamura then meets with Mr. Kim, to discuss the big kimchi deal.  After taking Kim on a tour of Japan, Tamura gets attacked by a squirrel that Kim was carrying in his bag.  At this point, I’ve stopped questioning why things are happening in this movie and why it is accepted that they can, because I’ve already been broken down by the ridiculousness.

It also helps with the next part, where Kim demonstrates martial arts moves as a way to thank Tamura for his hospitality.  Instead of Kim demonstrating the moves where they are, they go to a dojo and  change first.  We then go into another montage, this time involving Kim’s martial arts, kimchi, and what looks to be bacon.

 

Again, it’s better to not ask questions and just accept it.

Kim then tells Tamura that if Tamura doesn’t hit him with a stick, they will not agree to the contract between the two companies.  You know, just as most business deals get done.

 


After the meeting, they go out to a club, where Kim is treated like a celebrity.  I don’t know what the deal with how the Japanese feel about Koreans, because I’m ignorant, but they seemed to go a bit overboard.  If I was at a restaurant and saw someone from Canada (or Korea for that matter), I wouldn’t get excited and want to take his picture.

Okay, I might a little, but not that much.

Kim tells Tamura that he used to date Yukari, Tamura’s missing girlfriend.  Or maybe she’s the one that’s dead.  Or maybe she’s not an ex and is just the one that’s missing.  I’ve honestly lost track at this point.

Kim shows Tamura a picture of Yukari, showing her all beaten up.  According to a letter written by her, Tamura is the one who beat her up.  Surprisingly, Tamura doesn’t cry this time, but he does get a bit indignant at the accusations.

 

The next day, Tamura goes to a deli, which is run by a frog.  Why not? 

At the same time, the detective goes to Tamura’s home town, to ask questions.  Unfortunately, when his villagers see a picture of him, they get frightened just by his appearance.  It could be assumed that the fear is because he is a giant koala, but we are meant to believe the fear is due to something else.

 

Next there is a montage (of course), this time a dream sequence where a beat up Yukari tries to kill Tamura.  Tamura somehow gets Terminator eyes, winds up killing Yukari, then goes after his psychiatrist and one of his coworkers.  Of course, this doesn’t mean anything towards the plot and is just filler.  Really, really long filler.

 

After Tamura kills his coworker, all of a sudden the director yells “Cut”, and we then see the cast and crew.  I don’t want to see that!  Come on, I was really starting to believe that suit-wearing koalas can exist, now you’ve ruined the illusion, forcing me to realize that it’s actually just a costumed guy with those long Asian sideburns.

I know at this point I should stop saying I’ve given up on attempting to understand what’s going on.  However, this movie just keeps managing to top itself with irreverent nonsense that demands pointing out. 

And then, SHOCKINGLY, Tamura wakes up… it was just a dream!  Wait no it wasn’t, there is the undead corpse of Yukari!  Oh wait, now he’s woken up from the dream.  I think.

 

The next day, Tamura goes to visit his psychiatrist and is surprised to find his CEO sitting with him.  One can understand why Tamura is so shocked, I sure as hell wouldn’t want to find out that my boss has been talking to my psychiatrist.  Not that I need a psychiatrist of course.  Just… in theory I wouldn’t want that to happen.

This leads us into expository dialogue that they don’t even attempt to cover with another plot device,  it is just them explaining point blank the history of Tamura.  He is actually the founder of Rubbles Pickles, and was a very energetic worker.  However, he took his energy home, beat on Yukari and apparently put her on a leash to eat off the floor while he drank beer. 

 

It is then revealed that Tamura actually did kill Yukari.  Tamura asked his psychiatrist to take her body into the woods and burn it.  And since psychiatrists do that kind of thing, he did.  Tamura then had his memories of killing Yukari replaced with good memories, like that time they made a music video at Six Flags.

When Tamura goes to turn himself in, he is met with resistance from his boss and psychiatrist.  They are worried that this will lead to the downfall of Rubbles Pickles.  Their concern is understandable.  Can you imagine what would happen if one of our beloved pickle companies collapsed?  There would be anarchy and rioting in the streets.  Because of this, Rubbles Pickles could not be allowed to go out of business.

The CEO injects Tamura in the neck, and makes him pass out.  Next we are in the midst of Tamura’s trial.  Since Tamura was knocked out so he wouldn’t go to the police, I’m assuming this trial is meant to be a dream.  But given the other events in this movie that actually happened, I won’t write this off as a dream just yet.

 

Tamura is put on trial for murder.  This trial, of course, is represented by a musical montage.  The witnesses tell the tale of how Tamura tormented them, stealing and threatening them every day.  Instead of speaking their story, the witnesses sing and gyrate around. 

 

Personally, I wouldn’t put much faith in what these people had to say, but it’s quite possible that the legal system over there is different.

According to the witnesses, Tamura was a real prick.  He punched an old women in the face and robbed her, and when she told his parents, they burned her house down.  Also, he raped three girls in high school.  It’s really getting hard to find Tamura to be a sympathetic protagonist.

In fairness, the story from their next witness was suspicious.  He and Tamura bumped into each other, and they started fighting.  But the other guy threw the first punch, and Tamura fought back.  Now he’s whining that he never recovered from the battle.  Tough luck, wimp.  Next time don’t start a fight with a giant animal.

Oh, and this is the judge:

 

So yeah, it was a dream.  Surprise.  When Tamura wakes up, he is relieved to find out it was a dream.  What he isn’t relieved to find out is that he murdered his psychiatrist and his boss, and wakes up to find this out just as the detective walks in.  Admittedly, that does look pretty suspicious.

Tamura is then taken to Alcatraz (huh?), where his cell mates hold him down and jump on his chest and steal his food.  Although it isn’t pork chops, so now I’m even more confused as to why the detectives offered them to Tamura earlier.

It’s been almost five minutes, so that means it’s time for another dream sequence.  I’ve learned you can tell it’s a dream because that’s when he turns into Terminator Koala.  In the dream, he kills everyone in his cell and some policemen.

Tamura realizes that today is the day he promised to meet Yukari one year from proposing to confirm that their love is eternal, or at least good for one year.  He is depressed that he can’t escape until Kim’s squirrel shows up at his window with the keys.  Of course.

When Tamura goes to the amusement park where he promised to meet Yukari, he is surprised to see Kim and surprised that Yoko is still alive.  Her is also surprised she is pointing a gun at him.  Then it turns out Yoko is Yukari. 

They explain that Yukari is the reincarnation of Yoko to get revenge on Tamura.  But really they could have just said that Yoko was Yukari the whole time and I would have believed it.  It’s actually one of the less strange things in this movie.

Yukari explains that she practices the same martial arts as Kim, which teaches resurrection.  Which I’d assume is a hard thing to teach.  It’s also probably hard to know if you learned it or not, because if you didn’t you’re still dead. 

Tamura begs Yukari to think of “that single time” when he proposed to her, which makes sense because then she wouldn’t be thinking of the times he beat her, put her in a leash, and killed her… twice.

Yukari shoots Tamura, but the bullet is taken by the detective, who jumps in front of the shot.  The detective came because he found a witness who saw that Tamura didn’t kill his boss and psychiatrist, and that it was Kim and Yukari.  Or, as the detective said, “It was them!”  Yeah, we know that already.

Tamura is pissed, not only because Yukari killed the detective, but also because 100 years ago humans killed a bunch of koalas.  Oh, now you’re interested in koalas?  You’ve spent your whole life trying to be more human, you can’t have it both ways.  You either side with the humans or side with the koalas.

 

I also must doubt the accuracy of Tamura’s accusations, I just don’t see why humans would crucify koalas, it just doesn’t seem time efficient.  Although that koala hat is kind of cool, it looks like those Stitch hats they sell at Disney World.

Tamura’s got the Terminator eyes, but I think this time it actually isn’t a dream, and it is his koala rage that is making his eyes glow.  And while this isn’t a dream, it certainly is another (you guessed it) montage.  This time it is a long fighting scene, but unfortunately watching a woman and a giant koala fight isn’t nearly as entertaining as you would think.  Although at one point Tamura swings Yukari by her legs while hitting her head, repeatedly, against a metal pole.  Terrible when made angry, indeed.

 

After smashing her head against a metal pole (in case you forgot), Tamura then throws Yukari up in the air, allowing her head to land on concrete.  She then does that martial arts things she does, to resurrect herself.  Just to clarify… if she had to use resurrection, that means Tamura killed her.  Again.  Tamura beats Yukari up some more, presumably because he had so much practice during their relationship, and I think kills her again.  In either case, it is now time to fight Kim.

 

And fight they do.  For a long time.  I know continuing to bring this up may border on redundant but I do feel I should point out that this fight scene involves a six foot koala.

Kim gets beat up, uses resurrection (which means Tamura killed someone again! This is the least likeable koala ever), and eventually the fight scene just fades to black.

 

It is now morning, and all three of them are laying unconscious on the ground.  They all wake up, look at the sunrise, and start laughing.  No hard feelings.

Tamura then proposes to Yukari,  and she says yes!  Hey Yukari, you see those bruises on your face?  They’re from Tamura punching and kicking you.  And killing you!  Multiple times!

 

Then, of course, the detective gets up, he’s not dead either.  They all come together, stare off towards the future, and realize everything is going to be okay.  And just in case your attention drifted for half a second and you thought that maybe you were watching a normal movie, the frog pops in to remind you that no, you are not.

 

Hopefully, there is no lesson to be learned from this movie.  Because any lesson you could take away would be a terrible thing to learn.  Feel free to lead a life of abuse towards others, especially domestic abuse, that’s awesome.  And if you happen to kill your girlfriend, don’t worry.  If you happen to kill another one, don’t worry either.  And if the first girlfriend turned out to be the second girlfriend and you kill her again, it’s okay.  She will still marry you, and you will live happily ever after. 

Of course, you will be the only one living happily.  She will be miserable due to the constant beatings and leash-wearing, but eventually that will end, because you will kill her for about the sixth time.

Farewell, Executive Koala.  You are officially the strangest movie I have ever seen.  Your combination of adorable giant animals, brutal violence, and unrestrained use of montages may never be topped.

Cup Noodles Controversy!

Posted by robbposch on October 31, 2008
Posted in: Food. Tagged: food, tv. Leave a comment

I had a shocking occurrence during one of my recent Saturday night parties, which consisted mainly of watching TV episodes on my computer, eating Cup Noodles, and talking on AIM (it gets pretty crazy).  To preface this story, I should mention that despite the fact that when trying to write a concise paragraph I babble on seemingly without end, and despite the fact that my writing has one of the highest commas per sentence ratios on the internet, I don’t go out of my way to hassle people by writing to them.


This also has to do with the fact that I am lazy when it comes to writing.  I have ideas for this site, but they only come to fruition approximately once every change of the Zodiac sign.  I always get mad when I read stupid people’s reviews on Amazon, yet I myself have only contributed one review, where I praise Teaberry gum for its delicious Pepto Bismol-esque flavor.


Hey look at that, I’m actually about to get into the topic at hand with only two paragraphs of unnecessary back story.


While watching deleted scenes from The Office DVDs , I noticed the familiar Cup Noodles in their vending machine.  Cup Noodles appearing on The Office wasn’t surprising; the show has referenced it multiple times.  However something about the package just seemed… off.  Usually when I watch TV episodes on the computer, they are in AVI or MPEG format, since watching DVDs on the computer tends to skip occasionally.  

I just realized that is probably the dullest thing I have ever said on here.  The only other option I can think of that would be less interesting would be if you went to your browser’s view menu, and decided to just read the html.  That might prove to be more interesting, I don’t actually know.  The only html I can ever remember by heart is the code to paste pictures in responses on various message boards.  Learning this was merely a survival necessity, since I have no idea how to properly convey my emotions if it doesn’t involve animated gifs.


I don’t know if it was the high definition clarity of the DVD, or just serendipitous luck to have noticed it, but I could see that something strange was afoot.  The package in the vending machine was Cup Noodles, but as you can see, the cup itself looks rather peculiar.  I knew it wasn’t a Cup Noodles cup, and almost immediately I knew what was going on.

 

That’s no Cup Noodles cup… it’s a Maruchan cup.

 

Now, I don’t want to slag off Maruchan; it’s not their fault they are monumentally inferior to Cup Noodles.  However, that point must be addressed in order to understand just what an affront to decency and good taste (double entendre) this whole situation is.  Some of you might be snobbish enough to believe that there is no real difference between ramen noodles.  For some reason, people often assume that if an entire meal costs 22 cents, that it doesn’t warrant comparison amongst its leading brands.  While I disagree with you and will defend my position to the death, I will appease you and do a comparison of a classier type of food.


The difference between Cup Noodles and Maruchan is roughly the equivalent to the difference between Coke Zero and store brand diet cola.  One is a delightful taste sensation, while the other is tolerable provided there are no other options including the water left over when you buy pre-cut watermelon pieces.  

I could not let this Maruchan masquerade pass me by without doing something.  I was going to go straight to the top: the “Contact Us” page on the Cup Noodles site.  My impassioned plea to Nissin was done out of the goodness of my heart, to make them aware.  What if an extra on the set was changing out the props in the vending machine, and decided to eat the Cup Noodles?  They would wind up eating the Maruchan within and think lowly of Cup Noodles, since they didn’t know about the age old classic ramen switcheroo.

What follows is my informing Nissin of what was going on, while they sat there unaware of the horrible things that people were doing with their packages.

Dear Nissin People,

I noticed something rather alarming while enjoying my typical wild Friday night activities: eating Cup Noodles and watching The Office. While eating a cup of Chicken Vegetable (AKA the best flavor) flavor Cup Noodles, I noticed something VERY peculiar during one of the episodes.

Cup Noodles has come up during scenes of The Office before, in fact the main character Michael Scott had nothing but high praise for it. However, in one scene, you notice the Cup Noodles in the background, in the vending machine. This seems quite normal, “Oh look, a typical office vending machine ready to dispense a soon to be enjoyed Cup Noodles.” However, something caught my eye, and upon investigation proved to be rather unsettling.

I have taken a screenshot of the scene in question:
(web address for picture)

Since you are the professionals, you may notice the problem immediately as well. If not, here it is, ZOOMED IN:
(web address for other picture)

Inside the Cup Noodles cardboard label, they are smuggling in a container of the FAR inferior Maruchan Instant Lunch!!!!!! Is that legal?

Please let me know of any help I can offer you. I am not able to place threatening phone calls to Lipton, since I am kind of afraid to at this point. Last year I called Progresso to let them know I felt Chickarina was a much better soup than Italian Wedding, and they proceeded to leave me threatening phone calls at all hours of the night.

Despite this, I will still watch The Office. However, I will stand strong, despite this outrage. I will continue to buy Cup Noodles all the time (unfortunately, my store only carries the ‘standard’ assortment, and I am never able to purchase Salsa Picante Chicken or Spicy Chile Chicken). Oh well :'(

Thank you.

Love,
Robb


I did not receive a response for a while.  I thought that they were ignoring me, or maybe just didn’t believe this was a serious issue.  When they did respond, I found out the delay was due to them getting the wheels of justice in motion.  They took my comments to the very top.  Well, the top of the department I guess, which isn’t as impressive as the verytop, but at least it’s the top of something.

The response I received is as follows.

I received your last email and went to talk about it with the Marketing Manager.  We don’t pay for product placement – so there’s not much we can do about it.  I think it’s better that they use our wrapper and their cup rather than the other way around!  I do remember another episode of some of the characters buying a bunch of Cup Noodles for another character because they were his favorite.  Great free advertising!

Monica Petrus

Supervisor, General Affairs

Nissin Foods (USA) Co., Inc.

Unfortunately, Nissin was unable to file a cease and desist order against Maruchan or NBC, but they know how to look for the silver lining.  Maruchan may be slipping their cups into the Cup Noodle sleeves, but Cup Noodles is the one getting all the face time.  Nissin understands that only isolated psychos like myself will notice that what hides within is not Cup Noodles, so the end result is Cup Noodles getting nonstop prime time exposure.  I have recently contacted NBC about this matter, but have not heard anything back yet.  I am extraordinarily doubtful that they will respond, but if they do I will keep you updated.

And, to be polite, I replied to Monica:

Monica,

Excellent point about having your label showing, although imagine that happened if you bought the imposter cup?  I’d be ENRAGED!  We don’t have Cup Noodles or even the lowly Maruchan at my job, we have Easy Mac in the vending machines.  That’s even worse.  I don’t want to trick you into bad mouthing another company’s product, but Easy Mac is a sad state of affairs.

And yes, on another episode Jim and Pam buy Kevin 69 boxes of Cup Noodles since they are his favorite.  Also, in a deleted scene on the DVDs, Michael points out the giant Cup in Times Square.  It seems The Office loves Cup Noodles almost as much as I do!

Thank you for taking the time to address my concerns, and for making awesome products.

Your #1 fan,

Robb

The end result is that nothing was really settled as far as this situation goes.  Nissin and I were able to share a hearty laugh at Maruchan’s expense, but that is it as far as defending its TV honor goes.

More importantly, as far as the me getting free stuff situation goes, that was a blinding success.  I had this article 95% written, and it was waiting for me to finish it when I got home tonight.  I would have been perfectly fine with blowing the lid off this fiasco, and more than fine with the Nissin thanks.  Yet when I came home, what do I see lying on the table?  An envelope addressed to me, with the lovely little Nissin logo in the “from” corner.

Inside was the typical form letter thanking me for contacting them.  That’s okay, I guess; I wasn’t too impressed since the email I got was actually personalized.  What accompanied the letter, however, was the real prize:

Boo Yah.

Five coupons good for one free Cup Noodles.  Granted, this adds up to less than $3 worth of a reward, but in this case we are talking about quantity and quality.  And considering that today is Halloween, and that many kids are getting McDonald’s gift certificates right now, I certainly feel that I got the real treat.

There is an important lesson to be learned from this: Never take your Cup Noodles at face value.  And when you think about it, that philosophy works well for all aspects of life.  Although it works best for Cup Noodles.

Candy Review: Boy’s Play Day

Posted by robbposch on October 4, 2008
Posted in: Candy, Food, Food Review, Miscellaneous Reviews. Tagged: candy, food, food review, review, smugglers notch, toys. Leave a comment

During a recent return to Smuggler’s Notch, Vermont, the fact that many of my personality traits are indeed genetic became even more clear.  If you weren’t paying attention, Smuggler’s Notch is where the much lauded Cool Pack came from.  Smuggler’s Notch is a truly wonderful place that has things for everyone and every age.  For children, it has all sorts of activities.  The trips to Smuggler’s Notch as a kid were some of the most memorable I’ve ever been on.

Unfortunately, many times things that held your interest as a kid no longer entertain you when you grow up.  I personally can’t speak from experience, since I still love most of the activities, movies, food, etc. that I loved as a child.  However, I assume that for a normal person, you grow out of most of your childhood things.

Luckily, Smuggler’s Notch has a lot of activities to hold the interests of adults.  From mine and my family’s experience, these activities seem to mostly be walking around, swimming, overeating, and drinking alcohol.  This trip, my mother wasn’t going to be able to come; she claimed she had “work responsibilities”.  Although I assume she just felt that sending my dad across the country would be more than enough of a vacation for her.

I won’t get too much into the details of our week.  It can be summed up pretty much in two ways, the first being the shopping trip.  When we arrive in Vermont, we go to the supermarket to buy food for the week.  This usually winds up in three carts full of food.  Actually, that’s not even true.  One of the carts is usually wine and beer.  This trip was much more reasonable: only two and a half carts.  Besides the fact that there were less people, this was mostly due to the fact that since this was the first year my dad flew in, he wouldn’t be able to take the leftovers home with him in the car.  Every year, we buy WAY too much food.  This isn’t too much of a problem, since we wind up just taking the 5-10 boxes of cereal and countless cans of food home.  The real challenge is using up all the perishables.  As a result, the last night before we leave winds up being this gloriously gluttonous challenge.  Can we eat these containers of ice cream, boxes of ice pops, TV dinners, and the rest of the crap?  One way to find out!

The other example of our high cuisine and mature taste buds would be our first trip to the Smuggler’s Notch market.  Amy was making dinner this night, because we figure that not eating out every night somehow cancelled out the overabundance of food we took in when we went out.  In order to not delve completely into the realm of dirt bags, we needed fabric sheets for the dryer.  So, my dad, my brothers, and I went down to the market.  And what we came back with was this:

 

We got the Bounce sheets, and my dad even picked up some cheap shampoo, so it was almost a legitimate shopping trip.  However, the remainder of the trip consisted of buying:

Ritz crackers, chocolate covered cherries, grape soda, Bit O’ Honey, fruit Tootsie Rolls, and a box of donuts.

Keep in mind, this was AFTER we got a load of junk food from the supermarket.

The final items on this receipt caused a bit of controversy.  My brother Eric and I got some watermelon Laffy Taffy, because they’re awesome.  However, while eating them, they had no chocolate chip seeds!  Is this a common occurrence?  I’ve had one of these recently, and they had the seeds.  Every candy site still lists them with the seeds, yet none of our three packs had them.  The watermelon taffy is still good, but it’s just… not the same.

Now that I have painted a picture (I’d say if it was a literal painting, it would be watercolor) of our truly American pig out week in Vermont, it’s time to burn off those calories.  And what better way to burn calories than by getting outside and having a Boy’s Play Day?

 

Despite the fact that the name of this bagged collection just sounds strange and/or creepy, it does get you pretty pumped up.  When’s the last time you’ve had a good play day with the boys?  I wait, it’s “Boy’s”, not “Boys'”, so it’s meant to be enjoyed by those who have no friends or don’t like going outside.  I’ve had plenty of those play days.

 

The name gave me high hopes for the excitement within.  Not to ruin the surprise, but this collection did not live up to the glorious promises of its title.  The bag looked jam packed with fun.  After all, it is “King Sized”.  However, once the bag was opened and emptied, you realized that most of the space was taken up by this big purple thing.

 

The “Super Sonic Disk” promised a wild adventure filled with spinning plastic, lights, and sounds.  It sort of delivered on two of the three.  Basically, you grab the handles, and flip the disk around until the cords get wound up and tightened, then you pull away and the disk spins.  That does happen, except in order to make the disk get any sort of legitimate spin, you have to flip the disk for like three minutes.  This play day is exhausting!

 

The “sound” comes in the form of little slits cut into the plastic, so when the disk is spinning, it whistles.  This high-tech feature has been seen before, like on those Nerf balls with the huge tail, that you could throw for like forty blocks, and it would whistle the whole time.  I loved those footballs, since I couldn’t actually ever throw a real football more than ten feet.  Which I guess is why I am here playing with the Boy’s Play Day collection.

As far as the lights go, I’m pretty sure they just made that up.  There were no lights, and I saw nowhere that even had the potential to light up.  I’m sure they figured that no one would ever call them out on their lie.  Maybe if I complained, they’d send me a complimentary Girl’s Play Day. 

Wow, I really can’t pull off saying the names of these collections without sounding creepy.

 

The next toy inside involves another sport I am terrible at: basketball.  The first sport was football, in case you didn’t notice the connection.  I like to try to keep sub-themes running within these articles.  It’s that kind of writing quality that people who enjoy reading about bargain priced bags of children’s toys have come to expect here.

Compared to the Sonic Disk, the basketball hoop was a smashing success.  You use it exactly how you would think you do: tap on the little green lever, and it shoots the ball a foot past the hoop.  Then the second time you tap lighter and it sort of hits it on the backboard.  I never managed to get it to go in the hoop and stay.  Apparently I am as good at a plastic game of basketball as I am at real basketball.  Which explains why most of my basketball games consisted of me pushing people while they were in the air going for a lay up.  Which also explains why no one wants to play basketball with me.

Still, the basketball hoop was pretty awesome, and the backboard is bad ass.  NBA backboards should have these pictures on their backboards. 

 

Next we have the edible part of the Boy’s Play Day.  (Ugh, stop using the name.)  First, we have a repeat from the Cool Pack, which were basically Pixie Stix in a plastic tube.  These were all solidified like the Stix from the Cool Pack, which leads me to believe these came from the same batch as when I bought the Cool Pack two years ago.

Not that I had much hope anyway, Pixie Stix suck.  Everyone thinks they’re good, because they think it’s funny to essentially eat just sugar.  And they’re right; it is funny, to be sure.  However, the sheer laziness of the effort Pixie Stix make to taste good aggravates me.  The exception to this rule are those Pixie Stix from the ice cream man, the ones that are like three feet long, and come in a tube that looks like a Wiffle Ball bat.  Those get credit for just being ridiculous.

I was really happy for the second snack in the collection, which appeared to be a fancy Pop Ice.  Even the wrapper gave great promise: colors EVERYWHERE, essentially dizzying you if you focused on it for too long.  It had an anthropomorphized Pop Ice man playing the guitar.  This Pop Ice man was naked, except for his belt and boots.  Although in this case, does the pop wrapper count as clothes or skin?

The pop was called a Jelly Ice Bar, which did raise some concern.  Did it taste like jelly?  Were there going to be raspberry seeds in it like a good jam?  I never understand when people get jam without the seed, they make the eating experience so much better.

After the pop was frozen, I cut it open and took a big bite.  Man, I sure wish I at least took a smaller bite to test the waters.  The creepy waters.  The texture of the pop was so, so discomforting.  It was slick, like it was coated in fat, and had the texture of a gummy worm fetus.  You know that scene in X-Men when Senator Kelly is dying, and right before he turns into a puddle of water, he’s just that weird blob thing?  I imagine that is the same texture as the Jelly Ice Bar.

I honestly don’t know how it tasted, because I was just in utter shock and fear from the texture.  I did eat the bite, but never noticed a flavor.  It might not even be flavored.  I couldn’t go on.  I dumped the rest of the bar in the sink.  And when I went back to the kitchen two hours later, it hadn’t melted.  It was still completely solid, but was now curled up.  It was so disgusting.  I hate the Jelly Ice Bar.

I couldn’t understand how this all went wrong.  I checked out the ingredients list, and things began to make sense.  Water… sugar… seaweed extract…. locust bean gum.  Awful.

 

The last toy, which oddly enough was the same texture as the Jelly Ice Bar, was a rubber blue lizard.  Honestly, there’s really not too much to do with this.  I tested this out on my cat Figaro, and he was a big fan. 

 

Cats will go after anything anyway, but the fact that this thing was rubber was a big plus.  Since after it was moved, the legs would continue jiggling, it looked like a real lizard (well, to a cat… I knew it wasn’t real).  So I give the lizard a high rating; it may not be that much fun for a person, but its cat entertainment value is high.

Unfortunately, the Boy’s Play Day was a big disappointment after the Cool Pack.  Less stuff, more dumb stuff, and more Jelly Ice Bars.  I didn’t even get a full day’s worth of enjoyment out of it.  Luckily, I hope to have this disappointment erased with the other collection I got: the promisingly named Fun Pack.  Is it better to be cool or fun?  We’ll find out soon!

Hire Spider-Man!

Posted by robbposch on August 4, 2008
Posted in: Uncategorized. Tagged: comics, marvel, reference. Leave a comment

While at Waldbaum’s for the usual stocking up of my weekend party supplies (Chicken Vegetable Cup Noodles and Diet Mountain Dew), I noticed a rather enticing advertisement.  The crudely photocopied ad hung in the window of a local stationary store.

I have and always will hold a soft spot in my heart for stationary stores.  While growing up, almost my entire disposable income was spent in two places.  The first was a deli mere blocks from my house, where I spent countless hours and countless dollars on Chocodiles and Street Fighter II.  Although I had always though they were called “Choco-Diles” or possibly even “Choc-O-Diles”, Google confirms the correct spelling to be the rather blah, hyphen-less version.

The deli was my second love.  The first was a stationary store next door to our local Waldbaum’s (a different Waldbaum’s, oddly enough… although I guess that’s stretching the acceptability of using the phrase “odd”) named Stage.

This card store sold everything I could want as a child.  Sure, I could want more, but at the very least I could live happily on everything Stage could supply me.  Stage had all the necessities for an eight+ year old boy: Archie comics, Bonkers, and all those candies that seem to exist solely in card stores, such as Alexander the Grapes.  I never loved those little boxed candies, but they were always a solid investment, since after spending money on comics and full size candy the leftover change allowed me to purchase them.

Stage was also where one of my many ill-fated ideas to make money took shape.  I purchased pack after pack of New Kids on the Block trading cards, thinking that I could both enjoy them, as well as store them.  Since, obviously, they would be worth a lot of money in the future.  For some reason, this idea never panned out.  I’m not sure whether it is because the cards were damaged by storing them loosely in a metal tin, or if it is due to the New Kids’ popularity waning slightly.  We will never know.

Before we delve too far into uninteresting childhood blather, let us return to the point at hand: stationary stores, and their inherent incredibleness. 

I must have passed this sign dozens of times, thinking it advertised something within.  Be it a mylar balloon or some other other licensed product, having a piece of paper advertising Spider-Man in the window of a card store makes perfect sense.

 

Today, however, I happened to look closer.  I had to edit the picture because I don’t want to ruin the surprise.  However, if I waited to post it, the unappealing wall of text would not have been broken.  It was a piece of printer paper, with an image of the movie version of Spider-Man, with the title SPIDER-MAN FOR HIRE.

Color my interest piqued. 

Had Spider-Man gone the way of Luke Cage and Iron Fist, selling his superhero protection to anyone who would pay him?  Alas, that was not the case – it was merely a Spider-Man imposter dressed in his costume.  Instead of fighting crime, he would show up at your child’s birthday party and entertain the kids while the adults feel uncomfortable.

Admittedly, I have never met Spider-Man.  I looked on as he posed for pictures at Islands of Adventure, but never felt the need to get a picture with him.  Come on, that’s just lame. 

Besides, I had to get on line to pose with Doctor Doom.

What was especially unsettling about Spider-Man at Islands of Adventure was his butt padding.  I guess when someone is slim enough to get in the Spidey suit, they tend to have little to no posterior.  So to give Spider-Man the round buttocks that the kids expect, they always have this weird padding stuffed in there.

I should probably be more ashamed that I noticed that than I am.

Besides “Birthday Parties”, the sign manages to list five other possible times you might want Spider-Man walking around.  I’ll let them slide with the next two, mostly because they’re so vague and similar I can’t be bothered to protest.  “Special Events” and “Special Occasions” really should have been grouped as one, but I assume they didn’t want to throw off the balance of the sign, so I’ll let that slide.

“Holiday Events”?  Unless it’s Halloween, I don’t see it.  Even if it was Halloween, I don’t see it.  “No, I didn’t wear a costume, but I hired this guy who did.”  Not so festive. 

I’m not really sure what goes on at a block party.  I always lived on a street that was too busy for us to have one.  Our family was also like Boo Radley with the neighbors, so we didn’t know anyone on the side streets that would enable us to go to their parties.  I have seenthem as I drove by, and as far as I can tell they involved picnic tables, loud awful music, and the occasional bouncy castle. 

And seeing as I am not allowed to go in the bouncy castle anymore since I’m “too old” and “too big”, I could honestly not care less about block parties. 

I fear this may be a bit anticlimactic, because I honestly can’t think of much to say about the grand finale.  Because honestly, how do you even begin to describe the logic behind hiring Spider-Man to appear at…

 

your wedding?

I thought of the best way to approach this, and I really don’t see how.  There is no real way to add more humor to a concept that is already this ridiculous.  Although hiring Spider-Man to show up at some one else’s wedding… now there’s an idea.  The bad news is that I really can’t extrapolate on the Spider-Man at your wedding idea.  The good news is that I don’t have to.  It’s just that great.

Despite the fact that I spent the past dozen or so paragraphs doing so, I don’t want to knock the guy.  Hopefully, this isn’t his career.  I’m assuming he’s just a normal guy that happens to own a Spider-Man suit (which sort of lowers the “normal guy” bar a bit lower, but I’m not one to talk).  So on the very off chance that he gets hired for a birthday party, he makes some cash for hanging out in a costume for a few hours on a Saturday.  It’s some quick tax free money, and it looks great on his resumé.

And, worse case scenario, there is no way he can do as bad a job at entertaining kids as Shrek:

Candy Review: Laffy Taffy – Well, Actually Just the Wrapper

Posted by robbposch on June 21, 2008
Posted in: Candy, Food, Food Review. Tagged: candy, food, food review, review. Leave a comment

So I am sitting at work, eating Laffy Taffy.  I would specify that this actually isn’t that rare of an occurrence, but I’m sure anyone who has read this site with any regularity already knows this.

I have no problems with Laffy Taffy.  At the same time, it is certainly one of the weaker mass produced taffy products.  If Airheads count as taffy (and I don’t think they do), I certainly give them the nod for best in show.  If Airheads are disqualified, then Tangy Taffy takes the prize.  Tangy Taffy used to be separate from Laffy Taffy, but now they are produced under the Laffy Taffy name.  I don’t know what happened, I’m assuming whoever used to make Laffy Taffy was crushed in Wonka’s iron fist, but I’m not going to research the details.  But since watermelon Laffy Taffy is so much different and so much better than all the other flavors, the distinction must be made.  Watermelon shouldn’t have to slum with the rest of the Laffy rabble.

The watermelon Tangy Taffy with the chocolate chip seeds is  like manna from Heaven.  Except instead of being bland manna, it is instead a delicious, somewhat chewy and somewhat tough treat that is the candy equivalent to eating the middle of a Friendly’s Wattamelon Roll.  So watermelon Tangy Taffy has just been proven to actually be better than manna from Heaven.  I expect this article to get cited in some sort of History Channel documentary in the coming weeks.

That said, a good flavor of Laffy Taffy is always enjoyable.  However, to discuss the taste of Laffy Taffy is to miss the point.  It’s all about the wrapper.

 

I often compare bad humor to a Laffy Taffy wrapper.  The reason for this is, shockingly, because the jokes on Laffy Taffy wrappers tend to be terrible.  I can’t even imagine laughing at these jokes as a child.  I assume my response to reading one of those gut busters would be, “… Oh.”

I enjoy Laffy Taffy wrappers for both the ironic approach of appreciating the awful jokes, as well as the opportunity to figure out the punch line.  I don’t have the patience for crossword puzzles, and word searches always seemed like rote busywork, so this is one of the better low-tech ways I have found to kill time.

Imagine my surprise when what I thought would be a routine Laffy Taffy eating experience turned into a mind blowing experience that shook me to my core.

 

While the first question wasn’t that out of the ordinary, I wasn’t able to answer it.  I tried thinking of farm related words that could be used in a humorous way to describe a farmer, and no amount of homonyms seemed to do the trick.

 

Oh, very clever, Tara K.  You fooled me with a pun that relied on an incorrectly spelled key word.  Fair play, I suppose.

It was the second question that created the whirlwind of chaos. 

 

I tried thinking of different music-related reasons for someone being missing.  He was fiddling around?  He tuned out?  I even stretched and went with, He never came Bach.

Eventually, I realized I couldn’t find an answer I was satisfied with, so I peeked at the answer:

 

WHAT… THE… HELL?

I only sort of know that name, however I could never tell you his name from memory.  Even still, how is ANY child supposed to get that reference, let alone offer it up as an answer?  Besides, John S. you jerk, you had  to spell Joseph Haydn’s name wrong just to make your joke work.

John S. is either some sort of savant child, or just some grown up weirdo sending in questions to see your partial name on a Laffy Taffy wrapper.  Which I can’t really fault doing.

I don’t even have anything much to say about the answer, what is there to say?  That is quite possible the most obscure reference I have ever seen in a joke.  Most certainly the most obscure reference in a joke aimed at children.

Other obscure references would be acceptable.  A joke relying on knowing the secret identity of Moon Knight is understandable.  Even a play on words involving one of the middle group of presidents that everyone always forgets would work.  I’ll give credit to any child that can pick Mozart out of a lineup of three paintings, or can name any of his works.  But I refuse to believe that any child could name the father of the symphony off the top of their head.

It’s never a good day when you realize it’s a struggle just to stay mentally on par with a candy wrapper.

Disney 2008: Part 4 – The Magic Kingdom

Posted by robbposch on June 7, 2008
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Of all the parks, the Magic Kingdom changes the least.  Actually, I don’t even know if that is true.  The more accurate way of putting that would be to say “seems to change the least”.  While some are bigger than others, all of the parks go through somewhat regular changes. 

 

With the Magic Kingdom, these changes tend to be something of a drop in a bucket.  When the other parks get a new attraction or a major change is made, it seems like a much bigger deal, since they need the upgrades more.  Of course, this statement is extremely skewed, as the Magic Kingdom is my favorite park.

 

Now that the biased statements and lies have set a promising tone for this Magic Kingdom update, we can begin.  Since this park was last mentioned, a lot has changed.  There have been new attractions and major changes to existing attractions.  Despite these and any other changes that have taken place, the park never feels any different.  The last time I think a ride changing has had a strong impact on the feel of the park was when the 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea Submarine Voyage ride closed.  It was such a unique attraction, and when that left, the atmosphere of Fantasyland changed considerably.

 

Okay, when I said “new attractions”, that was another lie.  There has been essentially one new attraction, the Monster’s Inc. Laugh Floor.    As long as you are not expecting an epic ride or ground breaking attraction, the Laugh Floor is a nice addition to Tomorrowland. 

 

The Laugh Floor’s concept is that instead of collecting children’s screams for energy like they used to, the monsters now collect laughs.  To do this, they gather an audience and perform stand up for them. 

 

Trust me, I was as unimpressed by the concept of a CG character telling dumb jokes as you probably are.  And much of the attraction is exactly that: monsters reciting jokes you would usually find on Laffy Taffy wrappers.  What really makes the attraction succeed is its interaction with the audience.

 

I’m sorry if this ruins any long standing beliefs you may have, but the monsters in the attraction aren’t real.  While they are on screen, the people providing their dialogue are cast members in another room.  The cast members are impressive, as much of the dialogue is obviously improv, as it is a live show and a good portion of that dialogue changes depending on audience reaction.

 

Speaking of audience reaction, the Laugh Floor uses the tried and true method that if something is funny once, it will be funny five times.  Much of the humor comes from the comedians’ consistently referring back to a few members of the audience.  While the jokes may be funny, it’s even funnier to see someone on a big screen who clearly does not want to be on there, or hear someone being interviewed who would much rather be not speaking into a microphone.

 

On our recent trip, I was given the incredible honor of being one of the audience members chosen to play the role of one of the Monsters, Inc. characters on screen.  My character was Mike Wazowski, the one-eyed green monster.  And by “play the role”, I mean I put my hand over one eye to signify that I, like the real Mike, had one eye.  My performance was breathtaking.  I took far too much pride in this, since when you consider the attraction’s turnover, there are probably five Mike Wazowskis per hour.

 

One major disappointment I had with the ride was that they removed one of their banners in the queue area.  When I first went, they had this banner hanging from the ceiling:

 

 

As you can see, it is amazing.  And yet when we went back on our last trip, it was gone.  Granted, I’m sure the only people who noticed were me and maybe three other losers.  However, how can you create something so awesome, and just let it go to waste?  I wonder what they did with it after taking it down.  Some lucky cast member probably has it hanging above their mantel. 

 

This bizarre change is reminiscent of when the “HELP” clown was removed from it’s a small world.  A small, yet terrible change that serves to only ruin people’s day.

 

I also was irrationally disappointed that I got nothing for my efforts.  I figured I would get a sticker of Mike or something, but no.  Oh well, see if I am ever willing to grace their screen with my incredible performance again.  Okay yeah, I would.

 

And there you have it, the only new attraction in the Magic Kingdom.  Bye!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Alright, I guess I should expound on some of the other changes, especially since they are rather significant.

 

The reasons they are significant is twofold.  First, the changes themselves were pretty big and secondly, they were done to two of the most popular rides in the park.

 

The first change happened a while ago, which was the addition of Jack Sparrow to the Pirates of the Caribbean ride.  I am a big fan of the first two Pirates movies, and the third wasn’t very good, although their almost constant airing on USA and three different movie channels is starting to wear out their welcome even further.

 

Despite the fact that I am a bit burned out on seeing Pirates (and especially Jack Sparrow) related merchandise everywhere, the change is a good one.  Sparrow’s animatronic moves with alarming fluidity, and looks like a real person.

 

 

 

The other ride that got a major facelift was the Haunted Mansion.  Fortunately, unlike Pirates these changes were not movie-related, so there is no Eddie Murphy animatronic running around.  The whole ride got touched up, with many little changes to be found everywhere.  Some of the changes are much more noticeable, such as now Madame Leona’s crystal ball now floats in mid-air, which is a rather cool effect.

 

The most obvious change is what has become the stairs room, which is something of an approximation of M.C. Escher’s idea.  It essentially is a room with stairs everywhere, leading nowhere, as ghost footprints walk on them.  The concept sounds pretty lame, but when you are going through the room, having them all around you is a bizarre sight.

 

The other change is the attic scene, but it’s kind of dumb.  You see portraits of a bride and groom, but when you pass by, the groom’s head goes away.  This is because the bride, who you see at the end of the scene, has cut his head off.  This could be a cool idea, except the portraits look so goofy (no pun intended), the effect is somewhat ruined.

 

One not very surprising side effect of the changes to the Haunted Mansion was the incredibly long wait times.  Normally, the lines were reasonable, but occasionally throughout the day they would just get ridiculous.  The end of the line went past the left hand portion of the picture.  Keep in mind, that brick building all the way in the back?  That’s where the ride is.

 

 

 

One final, incredible change to the Magic Kingdom is that you can now buy chocolate covered frozen bananas there.  Making it even cooler is apparently people who buy them are part of an elite club, since they aren’t even advertised as being for sale.  Apparently some of the ice cream carts within the park sell them, yet they aren’t on the sign.  The only way to find out where they are is to follow the clues, ask around, and be prepared to do some legwork. 

 

To ease the search, I will let you in on an exclusive: one of the frozen banana locations.  They are following the “hide in plain sight” method, as this cart is in the exact center of the park.  As you are heading up Main Street, it will be on the left when you reach the hub.  Boo yah.

 

 

 

Speaking of food, one topic that needs to be discussed is the Disney Dining Plan.  Basically, you are paying in advance, and get an allotment of different types of meals.  The standard plan gives you a counter service meal (your typical cafeteria-style place), one sit-down meal, and one snack per day.

 

They have toned down what the plan gets you.  When we first got it, the table service included an appetizer, an entree, a dessert, a drink, and tip included.  Now, they don’t include the appetizer or the tip.  Regardless, what this adds up to is way too much food.  The counter service desserts tend to be pretty crappy, but since it’s included, you still wind up eating it.  Every meal involves forcing down more food than you really want.

 

On this plan, you feel like more of a pig than usual.  I don’t know if this is the case for other people (although I’m assuming it is), despite the fact that we knew we’d have giant lunches and dinners, it didn’t stop me from eating candy and ice cream all day. 

 

The most amazing thing about the plan is what they consider a snack to be.  There are plenty of reasonable options: a pretzel, an ice cream bar, a bottle of soda, and so on.  But in the resorts, they have some ridiculous snack options.

 

 

Hungry?  Now you can get rid of that craving by eating six bagels, or maybe a loaf of bread.  Not in the mood?  You can always eat a bag of hot dog buns.  I am a bit disappointed they don’t have Thomas’ Toast-R-Cakes.  Those are amazing, and I can safely say I would eat an entire package of them.

 

 

Got a bit of a sweet tooth?  No problem!  We’ve got just the snack for you: an entire box of donuts.  If you’re not in the mood for a box of donuts, no problem… you can always substitute an entire cake or an eighty four square inch danish.

 

I can’t think of a better way to end this than with that ridiculous display of gluttony.  In summary: the Magic Kingdom is still awesome, and even though I make fun of it I really think offering people twelve donuts as a snack is pretty awesome.

Florida 2008: Part 3 – Epcot

Posted by robbposch on May 24, 2008
Posted in: Disney, Florida. Tagged: disney, disney world, florida, orlando, travel, vacation. Leave a comment

Of all of the parks, Epcot has done the best job of beating me into submission in order to make me appreciate it.  As most people already know, Epcot has the steepest learning curve when it comes to enjoyment.  It isn’t the standard park, where you wander in, go on some rides, buy some souvenirs, and leave after the fireworks.  Granted, you still do all of these things in Epcot, but these activities are interspersed with incredibly varied and more than occasionally strange activities.

 

As I’ve grown older, the Epcot experience has become watered down, as more and more standard rides replace the unique attractions that used to make up the park.  This is an odd situation, as I always used to complain there weren’t enough rides there, and then when there are more, I’m unhappy.  Actually, that’s not too odd; that’s pretty much my standard line of thinking.

 

I’m pretty sure my parents didn’t like Epcot, as I have very little memory of going there compared to the Magic Kingdom, or even then-MGM.  More specifically, the whole concept of Epcot seems like something my dad would absolutely despise due to its heavy handed doses of “environmental hippy nonsense”.  My lack of exposure to the park left me with fragmented memories of what the park used to be like.

 

I remember sitting in a theater and watching video that was meant to be through the eyes of a kid, while you are meant to be sitting inside his brain.  Luckily, it only took a couple minutes on a site dedicated to extinct Disney attractions to discover that this was Cranium Command.  This wonderfully bizarre concept eventually got the axe, presumably because keeping it open conflicted with Disney’s plan to leave the Wonders of Life pavilion closed to the public for years until finally removing it from park maps.

 

The other vivid memory I have is the part with the trolls and going backwards on Maelstrom.  I couldn’t for the life of me think of what ride this would have been on, as I completely forgot they had rides in the part with the countries.  I also remembered a boat ride through a greenhouse,  but I was pretty sure that didn’t involve trolls.

 

Clearly my childhood memories of Epcot aren’t the typical Disney fairy tale-esque memories, as almost all mine involved trolls and children’s brains.

 

Upon returning to Epcot, which was the first time I wrote about it here, I was incredibly unimpressed.  That seemed to be an awkward period, where Epcot was starting to shy away from some of its “Look how cool the future is going to be” theme, and more into more “Look, here’s a ride… just go on it and be happy” territory.  It still doesn’t feel like Epcot has truly settled into whatever new personality the park wants to be.  It has a lot more thrill rides, and still has a lot of educational entertainment, but the balance feels off.

 

That said, I can’t really explain how I came to like Epcot so much.  The cliché among adults is that they love Epcot because you can walk around the World Showcase drinking beer and alcohol from all different countries.  I understand this line of thinking, but it just doesn’t apply to me.  I have no objection to wandering around faux-foreign villages inebriated, but I can’t seem to get into that.  First of all, I don’t even like beer that much.  I hate Guinness and all those other dense beers, and don’t like almost anything that’s vaguely dark.  So I could be drinking one of the best beers to come out of Germany, and I would just be thinking “Ugh, this is thick and cost $16 for the souvenir stein.”  I am not the target market for quality beer.

 

I think one of the main reasons I like Epcot is due to the very imbalance I mentioned earlier.  It has the two things I love most about parks: rides and antiquated-to-the-point-of-stupidity attractions.  On that note…

 

 

You could argue that I have been unfairly harsh on Spaceship Earth, if you consider comparing it to a Ferrero Rocher filled with fecal matter to be harsh.  In all fairness, that comparison speaks mostly to the juxtaposition of the exterior and what’s actually inside.  Spaceship Earth’s building is an incredibly beautiful and simple design, and without a doubt my favorite park icon.  Now that they got rid of that awful wand and “EPCOT” sign hanging off the side and went back to its classic look, it looks even better.

 

What I always found so humorous about Spaceship Earth is that it leads you to believe what is inside is going to be nearly as impressive as the outside.  Instead, what you get is a slow moving trip through history.  This certainly wouldn’t be bad, if not for the fact that the ride animatronics were almost as outdated as the ride’s content.  Kids having webcam conferences to do homework?  Seriously?  Those are the ideals from the mid to late 90’s internet commercials where the parents were downloading information for their kid’s dinosaur report.  A webcam has never been used by anyone for anything educational.  The vast majority of webcam usage is people taking pictures of what they are having for lunch to put on their blog.  No one cares.

 

One other strange aspect of the ride was that it was narrated by Jeremy Irons.  I can see the reasoning,  as he does have an awesome voice, but what kind of future are we headed towards when our journey is narrated by Scar and the bad guy from Die Hard 3?

 

At the same time, I have always love those kinds of so-bad-they’re-good rides.  For example, rides like Escape From Atlantis at Sea World, where the brutally awful sets and magic seahorse-related plot push it over the line from bad to incredible.

 

So when I heard they were updating Spaceship Earth, I was skeptical.  Were they basically just polishing everything up, like the “it’s a small world” update?  As more information on the updates came out, it became clear that this was going to be a huge overhaul.  I had no real hopes for it, as it seemed like there was only so much they could do with it.

 

 

Apparently the anticipation had grown exponentially due to the ride’s long closing for refurbishment.  While we were there, Spaceship Earth almost always had a long wait.  Again, I enjoy Spaceship Earth, but mostly for the wrong reasons.  Even with the ride being closed for so long and even with all of the updates to the ride, it was still strange to see such a long wait for the ride.  It seemed like waiting forty minutes in the sun to go sit in a rigid blue seat and take the SATs.

 

We waited until one of the nights we were at Epcot for dinner, as the line had vanished by that point.  I’ll alleviate the suspense you are surely feeling as to whether or not the improvements to the ride are any good.  Unless I am overlooking something completely obvious, the refurbishment of Spaceship Earth is the single best overhaul of any ride, ever.  No joke.

 

 

What is weird is that while every part of the ride got polished up, the ride didn’t change that much.  The entrance to the ride is still the same, it’s got that same weird mural that looks like it should be painted on the side of a van, and the same sign warning you that the ride is “SLOW MOVING”.  At first, even the ride vehicles look the same.  Then, when you sit down, you’ll notice the new touch screen in front of you.  As it begins, it asks where you’re from, then you get your picture taken as you ascend for the ride.

 

The ride isn’t completely different; the plot is still very similar.  What has changed is that there are new effects, both big and small, turning the ride from a simply looking at animatronic figures to a more full fledged experience.  The new animatronics are much better as well, as they now mostly look and move like real humans.  Instead of the creepy robots with jerky movements, they now look like actual people with creepy realism.  Most of the outdated content has been discarded.  The focal point of the ride is now solely on the history and evolution of how we communicate.  Fortunately, they have no people on webcams or doing other stupid things.  Our “communication in the future” is mostly left up in the air, as the narrator questions how our future will be affected by communication, rather than giving possibilities that will seem ridiculous in five years.

 

Speaking of the narrator, it is no longer Scar.  He has been replaced by Judi Dench, which is a great improvement.  Not only does her voice have great listenability (that is not a real word), we now have our future narrated by M rather than a treacherous lion.

 

As you descend, the screen in front of you prompts you to answer a few questions about what you would like your future to be like.  Questions like would you prefer space or undersea, suburbs or cities, etc, which they use to design your future.  When your future is designed, you see a Flash-esque animation of you in the future, with the cartoon body’s face being replaced by your face, from the picture taken during your ascent.  This may seem mildly entertaining, but the sheer ridiculousness of your not-very-accurately cut out face over the cartoon body and all of the bizarre situations you see as your “future” transform it into a rather surreally hilarious experience.

 

Unfortunately, I am apparently going to die before my future is realized.  I have come to this conclusion since despite going on the ride four times, my face never appeared in the animation.  Amy’s did three out of the four times, so she has a 75% chance of surviving, which seems like decent odds.  I tried positioning my face in different places, and doing everything I could to get my face to show up, but to no avail.  As a result, Spaceship Earth, a ride based on the history of communication and the promise of the future, has left me depressed about the fact that I will not have a future.

 

After the ride, there is a new area with lots of activities, which I was not able to do because they were all taken up by selfish children who think Disney World is meant for them, and not overgrown man-children who whine about it on the internet.

 

The complete, and completely successful, overhaul of Spaceship Earth is not the only difference since the last time I wrote about Epcot.  As good as the new Spaceship Earth is, it is not even close to the best ride in the park, which is Soarin’.

 

Essentially, Soarin’ is a hang gliding simulator.  Yeah, I wasn’t too impressed either when I heard that.  We had tried to go on Soarin’ a few years ago, but due to us foolishly assuming Disney transportation would be remotely efficient, we didn’t make it back to the park in time for our Fast Pass.  And yes, you will require a Fast Pass for this ride.  Unless you get to the park well before it opens, and get on line immediately, there will be at least an hour wait for this ride.  And that is during a down period.  A ninety minute wait is the norm for this ride, but upwards of a three hour wait isn’t unheard of.

 

Usually, when you get a Fast Pass, it tells you to come back in about four hours, and if you don’t get a Fast Pass by 3:00-4:00, they’re most likely gone for the day.  As much as I like this ride, there is no way in hell I would wait on the standby line.  If we can’t get a Fast Pass, we just don’t go on.  For some rides, a longer wait doesn’t seem as bad.  A forty minute wait for Everest isn’t fun, but with the great theming and details of the queue, as well as the line consistently moving, the wait doesn’t feel as bad as it could.

 

On the other hand, the Soarin’ queue is brutal.  At one point, there are video screens, and seemingly people playing video games, but I honestly don’t know what the deal with that is.  You essentially are waiting in an undecorated white room for hours.  Compounding the depressing atmosphere of the queue are the depressed looks on everyone’s faces who realize not only have they been standing in line for an hour, they still most likely have another hour to wait.

 

And when you finally get to the turnstile to be let in?  Another line.  We are having fun now!

 

This turnstile is where they split you up to go to one of the concourses, where you will be let on to the ride (eventually).  When you are ready to go in, you watch a safety and precaution video.  Continuing in the Disney tradition of having famous (in most cases) actors performing the videos, our captain is Patrick Warburton.  Or you may know him better by his real name, David Puddy.

 

Explaining the ride will not come close to justice, but to give some idea of what the ride is like:  You enter a large room that contains a huge screen, and rows of seats that go three benches across and three benches deep.  When the ride is about to begin, the rows lift out and up.  After the lifting is done, there are now three rows of seats, one on top of another.

 

The ride consists of the benches simulating the hang gliding movements and sensations, while fans give the feeling of wind, rushing movement, and even the scents of some of the scenery.  The ride is indescribably immersive, and despite the fact that the concept of the ride borders on stupid, the whole experience is incredible.

 

The other new addition to the park is the fact that The Living Seas has been completely overtaken by Nemo.  This began not so subtly, as large chunks of this area were covered with a thick coat of Pixar a while back.  Despite the fact that Nemo has been ruling over this land with an gimpy orange fist for a while, it didn’t fully hit home until he got his own ride here.

 

 

In terms of enjoyment of the actual ride content, The Seas With Nemo & Friends is on par with Snow White in the Magic Kingdom.  You go on it because it’s there, you are mildly entertained, nothing too amazing, you get off the ride and check off that you’ve done it.  I think The Seas is a much better ride than Snow White, I just have similar reactions to both.  Nemo has some interesting things going for it, the biggest one being the very well done integration of the CG characters with real sea life in the aquarium.  There are a couple other things that raise the enjoyment level of The Seas for myself, but they are due to stupid reasons.

 

 

First off, you enter and exit the ride on a conveyor sidewalk, which for some reason I am a big fan of.  Sometimes, this is my favorite part of the whole ride… on Peter Pan, certainly.  On rides such as the Haunted Mansion, the Tomorrowland Transit Authority, Space Ranger Spin and others, it is simply a wonderful addition to the ride.  Oddly enough, I don’t get into other uses of the conveyor belt, such as while exiting Pirates of the Caribbean, Space Mountain, or the entire lazy cretin people mover system they have at Universal.

 

 

I am also a fan of the ride vehicle, which is a fancy Doom Buggy that looks like a sea shell.  One possible reason is that they vaguely remind me of the Trouble Bubbles from GI Joe.  In case any blue or red laser fire comes near me, but never close enough to pose any real threat (which is how shooting the enemy works, according to the show), I know I’ve got proper shielding.

 

Another reason I like these vehicles is they have no restraints.  I know that if for some reason I wanted to get out and walk around the ride, I could.  And I appreciate being given that trust.

 

An attraction that has gone through major changes that I am not a big fan of is El Gran Fiesta starring the Three Cabalerros.  This is the ride in the Mexico pavilion that used to be El Rio del Tiempo.  This was one of those antiquated rides that was perversely enjoyable due to how dated and strange it was, as well as the fact that the ride was tucked inside a building that made it feel like a secret.  The ride has been completely overhauled, so that now the ride involves the other two caballeros chasing after Donald.  The new ride isn’t bad, but it has certainly lost a bit of its charm.  Also, I just looked it up and apparently Cabalerro means “knight” or “cavalier”, so I don’t really understand the title of the ride or the old movie starring them.  I always assumed it meant “bird”, since that’s what they all are, although “The Three Birds” certainly would sound like a dull movie.

 

 

One thing I have noticed on my last few visits to Epcot is that there are some attractions we just don’t bother with for the most part.  I’ve been on Mission: Space once, and don’t have much desire to go back.  I liked the ride well enough, but apparently not enough to walk the short distance over there, even when the sign says it is a fifteen minute wait.

 

Test Track usually gets attempted, but mostly half heartedly.  If we can get a Fast Pass, sure why not go on?  It is described as the fastest ride in Disney history, but that is like describing something as the most frightening ride in Disney history… there’s not much competition.  This time, we didn’t bother with the ride, as our Fast Passes got blocked out by the ones we got for Soarin’, and we were not about to wait on line for it.

 

While Soarin’s queue is boring, Test Track’s is astoundingly annoying.  You wait inside a building surrounded by crash test dummies and crash equipment, which seems like something I’d prefer to not see before going on a ride that involves being in a car.  All the while, as your patience grows thin from waiting, you are treated to the wonderful melodies of the nonstop CLANG, BANG, and other assorted loud car-related noises.

 

After exiting the ride, you get to see concept cars and other vehicles from GM.  This is an area for real a man’s man, who loves nothing more than a powerful car.  So I tend to breeze right through.  The last time I rode Test Track, they had terminals where you could enter a contest to win a car.  Unfortunately I didn’t win the car, but I did win second place, which turned out to be an advertising email from GM five times a week.

 

Honey I Shrunk the audience is skipped, as is Journey Into Imagination.  For a while, I had really been trying to enjoy Journey Into the Imagination, but I just couldn’t pull it off.  What I realized was that not only did I not like the ride, it genuinely annoyed me.  What was strange was that I continued going on the ride, despite knowing it would annoy me.  Normally, once I get enough momentum on one of those spirals of stupidity, I keep doing the same thing.  However, I am proud to say I now know better, and avoid Figment entirely.

 

Maelstrom also now tends to not draw much interest.  Once we realized that the ride is kind of boring, and keeping in mind the fact that the boat is really uncomfortable, we learned to only go on it if there’s no line.  Unfortunately, the trolls and going backwards only takes the ride so far.

 

There is almost nothing to report on the World Showcase, because if there were any major changes, I either didn’t notice or forgot.

 

Usually on trips like these, I will find random, minute bits of strangeness that keep me far more entertained than they should.  This time, it occurred in the Beatles gift shop in the United Kingdom.  As an obsessive Beatles fan, I love this shop.  That said, what I found most interesting in this shop wasn’t Beatles related.  Although the fact that this shirt was mixed in with Beatles shirt, in a UK gift shop is what I found so funny:

 

 

Other than this, there isn’t much to tell about this trip’s World Showcase experience.  Although before we leave this topic I should mention that the faux-Beatles band, British Invasion that plays in the UK pavilion, should stop playing the song Birthday.  Come on, you have a very limited number of songs to play during your short set, and you pick Birthday?  Bleh.

 

Arguably my favorite part of the whole park is something I have only discovered on one of my recent trips here.  Club Cool, hosted by Coca Cola is a wonderful surprise for people who happen to go in.  I don’t know if you can describe it as a secret, or tucked away, as it is in the center of Future World, with a huge sign on the outside.  Although when you look in, it pretty much just looks like a Coca Cola gift shop.

 

However, when you enter, you see a group of soda fountains in the corner.  These fountains dispense sodas from around the world, for free.  First of all, any time you can get something for free in Disney World, you take it.  It doesn’t matter what it is, you take it.  Second of all, the sodas themselves are quite interesting.

 

As the four or so loyal readers of this site already know, I’m a bit of a soda obsessive.  Therefore one can assume that the end result of weird soda + Disney + free is going to = awesome.

 

 

The flavors also run the gamut of the reasons to try a new soda.  Some are really good, some are really strange, and one is simply awful.

 

Most of the flavors weren’t bad, but not weird enough to be that exciting.  Krest, from Mozambique, was just ginger ale.  Fanta Kolita, from Costa Rica, just tasted like sugar.  Vegita Beta, from Japan, tasted like a much sweeter and thinner V8 Splash.  Smart Watermelon, from China, was intensely sweet, like soda syrup they forgot to add the carbonated water to.

 

There were also some great sodas.  Mezzo Mix, from Germany, was Coca Cola with a bit of orange and was very interesting.  I would certainly buy some twelve packs if they sold them in the US.  Lift, from Mexico, was an apple flavored soda.  Despite the fact that it was apple flavored, it was actually really good.  Finally, Kinley, from Israel, is incredible.  It is a lemon soda, but wasn’t disgustingly sweet, just well balanced and crisp.

 

Speaking of disgusting, the last soda wins the award for the best reactions from the people who drank it.  Beverly, from Italy, was hated by everyone who tried it.  I don’t know if mixing this flavor with other sodas is truly fair, as this soda doesn’t seem meant to be ingested as a thirst quencher.  Apparently you are supposed to drink it to stimulate your appetite before dinner.  Luckily, we as Americans do not need this, as we have absolutely no problem stimulating out appetites for huge portions served on plates the size of hub caps.  The flavor of Beverly reminded me of the bitters you put in alcoholic drink to make them (wait for the surprise) bitter.  In alcohol, it’s nice.  In a non-alcoholic drink?  Horrifying.

 

As awesome as Club Cool is now, I discovered it used to be more awesome.  I found out from AllEarsNet.com that this used to be the entrance.

 

The final two attractions that need to be discussed are attractions that many casual observers would view as rather lame.  The first attraction, I can’t actually argue since I have never been on it.  The map describes Ellen’s Energy Adventure as a forty five minute ride with Ellen DeGeneres.

 

In the last article about Epcot, I touched on what a frightening concept this sounds like.  One of the reasons I know that Finding Nemo is an incredible movie is that it enabled me to enjoy something Ellen was an integral part of.  The smart writing and wonderful animation distracted me and kept me from contemplating just what is wrong with Portia de Rossi that would make her actually want to be married to Ellen.

 

Understandably, I had less than zero interest in this attraction.  Then when I was looking at some old Epcot memorabilia, they had a picture of what the attraction was like.  Apparently, you are in some type of ride vehicle or moving theatre seats, and it involves dinosaurs.  Instantly, my interest in the attraction was raised.  We actually got up the courage to stand by the entrance to the ride, but just couldn’t strike up the nerve to go in.  It’s a hard decision; on one hand you have dinosaurs, on the other hand you have Ellen for forty five minutes.  After standing at the entrance for literally five minutes, we decided we just couldn’t risk it, and left the attraction.

 

The last attraction we come to is one that certainly doesn’t qualify as exciting.  Living With the Land is a slow boat tour that shows you different types of, uh, lands.  After this, you tour a modern greenhouse.

 

This is the ride I remember vaguely as a kid, although only very slightly.  You slowly go through various set pieces, showing a desert, a Midwest house, a rainforest, and possibly something else.  Hey, I don’t charge for this information, so it might not always be that accurate.

 

 

After this, you see modern ways of growing vegetables, and in some cases growing incredibly large vegetables.

 

Despite the fact that most of my interests lie with eating Cup Noodles, cereal, and drinking soda, I like to think the fact that I genuinely enjoyed a ride about vegetables sort of gives me some maturity credit.

 

The biggest problem with this ride is that the narration in the boat is simply not loud enough.  The narrator is speaking at a conversational level, which is normally fine.  However when you have dumb kids asking dumb questions and their dumb parents giving even dumber answers the whole ride, it gets tough to hear.  No, those aren’t gophers you sleeveless shirt wearing mouth breather, they are prairie dogs.

 

The other strange thing about this ride is at the end when they show a bunch of tanks filled with fish.  And when I say filled I mean filled.  These things are jam packed in there (I will spare the “packed like sardines” comparison), just looking miserable and depressed.  So, of course, this is when the narrator says that they serve this fish in the Coral Reef, the seafood restaurant.

 

Finally, whether leaving or entering the park, you still walk past that monument to people who like to waste their money. 

 

Despite the fact that it still doesn’t know entirely what kind of park it wants to be, I continue to like Epcot more and more.  Some people might not believe in such a thing as Disney magic.  However, if you just think that is marketing hype, then you try explaining how a park that contains rides about vegetables and Monks making hand written copies of the Bible still manages to be entertaining. 

Florida 2008: Part 2 – Disney’s Hollywood Studios

Posted by robbposch on April 25, 2008
Posted in: Disney, Florida. Tagged: disney, disney world, florida, orlando, travel, vacation. Leave a comment

Right off the bat, the biggest change for Disney’s Hollywood Studios is the new name.  No longer Disney-MGM Studios, due to an extremely long brewing feud between Disney and MGM.  The short story is MGM allowed Disney to use its name for a soon to be opened movie themed park.  Disney pissed MGM off due to its operating of another movie studio on the park’s grounds, and eventually banned Disney from using its name.  How magical!

 

While the new name might be a bit nicer, I must complain due to the fact that “Hollywood” has way more letters than “MGM”.  At the same time, maybe I can use that as the reason for it taking so long to post this article.  That seems like a good enough reason, right?

 

The last article I wrote about then-MGM studios was a perfect example of how to let bitterness cloud over everything.  I took my unhappiness over the Tower of Terror being closed, and managed to surround everything else I wrote about with it, like some evil Saran Wrap.  In my defense, having that ride being closed with no warning did suck, but I should have tried to be a little more fair to the rest of the park.  Although maybe not, since every normal person knows it is much easier to write while insulting something than while praising it.  Or that might not be what normal people think, I’m not sure.

 

On the complete opposite end of the negativity spectrum, this time when I went into Hollywood Studios with a very positive bias.  The last I was in Disney World was on my honeymoon.  Honeymooners are those people you see, usually wearing the bride and groom ears, looking all happy.  Everyone else is thinking “Hey, no one cares about you.  Take those stupid ears off, you look ridiculous.”  Then as soon as they are on their honeymoon, they are thinking “Hey!  Look at us!  Pay attention to us!  Give us free stuff!”  The transition between those two states of mind is startlingly sudden.

 

I had no problem wearing the ears, since basically you can do whatever you want in Disney World, and you don’t have to worry about looking stupid.  First of all, it is because Disney World is a fortress where unhappy people are not welcome, and are quickly and forcibly removed if discovered.  So, you can feel free to do whatever makes you happy, so long as the Walt Disney Company receives some sort of monetary compensation for your happiness.  Second, you don’t have to worry about looking dumb because no matter what you are doing or wearing, there is someone doing or wearing something even more stupid.

 

Even if you don’t get the bride and groom ears, they give you “Just Married” buttons to wear.  Disney seems to be big on buttons; they have them for people celebrating a multitude of different events: honeymoon, birthday, anniversary, and first visit.  I think wearing a “My First Visit” button seems a bit unnecessary, as you can usually tell who is there for the first time anyway.  They are the people waiting on a 100 minute line for Space Mountain instead of getting a Fast Pass, the people watching that dreadful show that takes place in front of the Castle approximately every ten minutes, or getting to Fantasmic (Hollywood Studios’ firework/stage show) at show time, not realizing the seats filled up about two hours prior. 

 

Cast members go out of their way to make honeymooners happy.  Everywhere you go, you hear “Congratulations!” coming from everyone, until you begin to get a debilitating neck injury from having to keep turning to say thanks.  Of course, being told congratulations is wonderful and all, but the real reason I was wearing my itchy cardboard hat in the Florida summer heat was so I could get free stuff.  We got a fair amount of intangible benefits, including priority seating for a show, and got to skip a lot of ride lines (more on that later).  As great as all that was, without a doubt the best thing we got was free ice cream, basically whenever we wanted. 

 

The concept of getting anything for free in Disney World sounds fictional, but indeed, it is true.  We hadn’t gotten anything for free for the first couple of days, but once we got one thing, they started pouring in.  It started at Animal Kingdom, when I was ordering a frozen banana at one of those ice cream / soda carts they have every ten feet or so.  I had done this a few times already, but instead of paying cash, I used my key to charge it to the room.  They said the machine for charging things was down, but I could just take it, and said congratulations.  Boo yah.

 

After Animal Kingdom got the ball rolling, the other parks seemed to be going out of their way to out do each other.  Oddly enough, we had no luck with free stuff at the Magic Kingdom, but that was okay since Epcot and Hollywood Studios more than made up for it.  It got to the point where if one of us wanted a snack, the other got something too just because it was free.  Eventually, while eating lunch we had cast members walking up to us to give us stuff.  It was incredible.

 

So yeah, Disney does a great job of making people on their honeymoon feel special.  I wasn’t looking forward to the next time I would be back, since I would have to go back to being just another faceless part of the cattle herding through the parks, unloved by cast members.

 

It seems the only type of person they go more out of their way for besides honeymooners is children on their birthday.  I can’t even begin to comprehend how special they would treat a pair of children honeymooning on their birthdays.  It is just too amazing to imagine.

 

Despite the poor experience here I wrote about the first time, I have come back around to being a fan of Hollywood Studios.  This is something of an interesting statement, since it always seems like there is really not that much to do there.  Sure, there are a handful of rides and shows, but it just feels incomplete.  Animal Kingdom is like this as well, but at least Animal Kingdom will fill in some blank spaces with bird exhibits, even though no one cares about birds and just walks right past them.

 

While Hollywood Studios isn’t packed with attractions, that is also a benefit, since it allows you to take in the whole park without having to always feel pressured to move on to the next thing.  This concept isn’t so good if you only buy a one day ticket, and this park is all you can do all day.  However, if you get a Park Hopper ticket, which allows you to go from park to park whenever you want, it’s nice.

 

While I have been on it many times since then, the depressing ending of my first article about this park now has a happy epilogue regarding the Tower of Terror.  And as far as happy endings go, this one is a good one.  On the honeymoon, we had already gone on the ride a few times before the day of awesomeness occurred.  We were heading over to the Tower to grab a Fast Pass, when we were stopped by a cast member who told Amy he had been looking for her and there was someone on the phone waiting to talk to her. 

 

Normally, this type of confrontation with someone would frighten you until you were able to get a safe distance away from them, and even then you’d be looking over your shoulder for a while.  However, since this was happening in Disney World, we were happy to go along with it.  Apparently the “call” for her was a recording of various characters congratulating her.  And while I have no problem giving in to Disney goofiness (no pun intended), listening to that call would have been a bit much for me, so I’m glad I wasn’t passed the phone.

 

After a quick chat with the guy, whose name was Kirk, we headed over to grab our Fast Passes.  Unfortunately, the return time for the Fast Pass was for a time after we had to leave the park, so we didn’t bother getting one.  While heading back from the ride, we put on our best ‘defeated’ faces, and Kirk took the bait.  And while I do admit I don’t like the idea of tricking possibly the nicest guy I have ever met in my life, sometimes you just have to push the situation in your favor a bit.

 

We assumed he would just give us a Fast Pass, and we would go on our merry way, onto the ride.  Instead, Kirk walked us through the back entrance of the ride, and handed us off to one of the cast members working on the ride, whose official title was Bellhop Ross.  At first, it was a little odd interacting with Ross; he actually seemed like he wanted us to be happy, just like in the commercials.  Of course, we had never run into someone like this at Disney World.  We had met a lot of people who smiled and talked in a sing-song voice, but actually seeming interested in us?  Truly, truly shocking.

 

He led us through some back corridors and through a (real) elevator to get us onto the ride, all while being incredibly friendly and talking us up.  When we were finished with the ride, he was waiting for us, and gave us a card.  It was a little souvenir Tower of Tower card that he had filled out with our last name.  I couldn’t for the life of me remember how he had gotten our last name, since I didn’t remember saying it.  I was a little frightened, but mostly impressed.  After that, he asked if we wanted to go back on the ride, to which we agreed.  It was mostly me agreeing to go back on, but Amy agreed as well, since she knew if she didn’t go on I would have sulked for the rest of the day.

 

After the second time through, it was a bit much for her stomach, so that became our final ride on the Tower for the day.  Ross then handed us a handful of Fast Passes to use during the rest of our trip, and told us if we came back later that day to ask for him, and he would let us right back on.  Ross is awesome.

 

 

Our luck had not ended there, as we ran into Kirk on the way out of the park.  He told us he wanted to make sure we were able to see everything in the park so he gave us more Fast Passes.  While talking to him, I noticed on his name tag his official job title was “Dream Giver”.  If there is any job title that sounds cooler than that, I have yet to see it.

 

Okay, enough flashbacks.  The current Hollywood Studios didn’t change much at all since the last time I was there, but it has changed since I last wrote about it.

 

 

Since I have yet to actually describe the ride itself, I should start with the Tower of Terror first.  The good news is that after the great disappointment of it being closed the first time I reviewed the park, the ride more than lives up to its reputation.  I always thought it would basically be an indoor version of Free Fall at Six Flags Great Adventure.   Of course after going on the ride, I remembered why Disney is Disney and Six Flags is… kind of dirty.

 

Granted, Tower of Terror isn’t that much more than an indoor free fall ride, but the little extras truly set it apart.  Besides the details actually making it look like an elegant but abandoned hotel, the visual trickery and details within the ride itself are almost enough to warrant waiting on the usually long line (although I do stress almost).  What I found most surprising the first time I went on the ride is that the elevator shaft you initially ascend is not the actual shaft you will be in during the falling and rising.  While this moving of the elevator around inside the attraction adds more depth to the ride, I must say I kind of wished the elevator I would be plummeting in was fully secured from the get-go. 

 

As you were probably able to guess, I didn’t die, so the ride is safe, despite the elevator commute.  One significant change the ride has gone through is the rapid ascents and descents are random, so each ride will be a different experience.  Unfortunately, this means you will occasionally get a weak sequence, where you only drop a little bit before going up a little and so on.  You are guaranteed at least one good drop per ride (for the opportunity to sell you a $25 picture of you on the ride, of course), but after that one big drop, you never know what the rest of the ride will be like.

 

The other big ride in the park is the Rock ‘n’ Roller Coaster, which I have mentioned before.  For the record, I’m not going to do that ‘n’ anymore… it’s annoying. 

 

I always think the Rock & Roller coaster sucks, but then when I go on it I have a good time.  I’m sure the main reason I have low expectations is mostly due to the presence of Aerosmith.  The ride always gets off to a rough start because I start over-analyzing the pre-show.  You walk into a recording studio where Aerosmith is mixing some songs before a concert.  (Spoiler alert: they aren’t actually there; it’s a movie screen… sorry to ruin the surprise.)  It actually gets off to a good start, since the guitar line playing when you walk in is from Walk This Way.  That is, until you start wondering why they would be recording a song that was released decades ago.  Are they doing an updated version?  DMC can’t even rap anymore, so that wouldn’t work. 

 

The pre-show only goes downhill from there, but the good news is the ride itself is always better than I give it credit for.  Although I do take issue with the ride’s usage of the phrase “Traffic jammed… NOT!”

Leaving Rock & Roller Coaster, we came upon a truly depressing sight.  The turkey leg booth opened at eleven, and it was nearly time to open.  Despite the fact that the booth was closed and all the windows were shut, there was a line of over ten people.  Just standing there waiting for turkey legs.  How badly do they need these?  I laughed at that, but it was that BBC version of The Office kind of laughter mixed with sadness and depression.

 

One attraction that is no longer with us is “Who Wants to be a Millionaire?… Play it!”  I’m not sure if  the punctuation in that name is accurate, I know there were some ellipses in there somewhere, but I must admit that looks a bit odd.  I didn’t love Millionaire, but I certainly had no issues with it.  Even if I don’t go in them frequently, I’m a big fan of any attraction that takes a lot of people.  Because the more people in those attractions, the less people walking around bothering me.

 

Millionaire’s replacement is not yet open, but it looks promising.  Toy Story Mania is a shooting ride similar to the Buzz Lightyear ride or Men in Black.  There are also 3D glasses involved somehow.  This ride needed to be created because Hollywood Studios was falling drastically short of their quota of Pixar related attractions.  This will be the first Pixar attraction for Hollywood Studios, while every other park has at least two. 

 

As much as I love Pixar movies, I only begrudgingly welcome all their attractions to the park.  Although on the other hand, the last time Disney made a push to have one of their new, non-Pixar characters in the park, we wound up with Stitch all over the place.  So I guess when it’s put that way, I’m more than happy to see Pixar characters.  Although I am surprised that Disney never created a ride based on their blockbuster hit Home on the Range.  Some real missed opportunity there.

 

I will stop wasting your time, and get to what we all really want to talk about: The Great Movie Ride.  Here is an update since the last article: it is still terrible.  I continue to go on it… I continue to look forward to going on it.  Then, as soon as the car starts moving and it’s too late to get out, I remember the ride sucks.  The power Disney has shown over the human mind is impressive, but not all powerful.  They are able to erase your bad memories of this ride so you want to go on it again, but it is not completely effective.  You never want to go back on the ride in the same vacation.  However, next time you are there, it’s all “Hey, Great Movie Ride!”

 

In the “We Do Learn Our Lesson Sometimes” department, Sounds Dangerous! starring Drew Carey was skipped over with extreme prejudice.

 

 

The Lights, Motors, Action show is one of the better additions to the park in a while.  My biggest complaint about shows is that since they only run certain times during the day, you wind up revolving your schedule around them.  Even still, this show is certainly worth seeing.  It has all the elements of a typical stunt show: gratuitous explosions, shooting, punching, and bad comedy.  The obvious difference here is the addition of cars.  Much of the show involves watching little cars drive around dangerously and loudly, while trying to cut one car off and make it crash.  This is very similar to driving on Long Island, except Lights, Motors, Action involves custom built cars driven by talented drivers, unlike on Long Island which tends to be people who spike the back of their hair driving Honda Civics with dragons drawn on the doors.

 

Muppet Vision 3D is another good attraction.  And since I warmed you up with that wonderfully descriptive introduction, I will elaborate.  Muppet Vision is, as you already guessed, a 3D attraction.  The queue area is absolutely crammed with little details and hidden jokes, so if you don’t want to watch the introductory video again (which itself is very funny), you can look around for things you haven’t seen before.  I always make the fact that I’m a loser quite evident as soon as I walk in.  At the entrance, there is a box office with a sign saying the key is under the mat.  If you check under the mat below the window, there will be a key.  Even though there is always just a key there, I look.  I don’t know why, maybe I’m assuming there might be some prize below the mat for people who think to look.  I have contemplated stealing the key as a souvenir, but it is just a normal looking key so the collector’s value is pretty low.  Also, it would be a bit of a jackass move.

 

The show itself is quite enjoyable.  They make it more than just a 3D movie, as there are animatronic characters in the theater with you, as well as a ‘real’ character walking around at one point.  Without a doubt, the best part of the attraction is in the opera booth of the theater, where Statler and Waldorf are sitting.  I would be fine if there was no 3D movie, and it was just them insulting things for twenty minutes.  On the flip side, the absolute worst thing about this attraction is Miss Piggy.  I hate her.

 

In the “Thank God For Small Favors” department, the “Harbor Attack” part of the Backlot Tour, where people from the crowd act out a scene, was not performed due to the cold weather.

 

Despite having been to Hollywood Studios a good number of times, as well as being a Disney nerd, I don’t think I have ever done Walt Disney: One Man’s Dream until the last time I was here.  This walk through attraction first tells the story of Walt Disney’s life, with pictures and artifacts from his life.  As the timeline goes on, more and more memorabilia from the Disney company is put on display.  Some of these items are truly interesting, including animatronic models that you can (sort of) control.  After this very comprehensive tour, there is also a documentary movie at the end.  Whether you are a Disney nerd or just somewhat interested, this quick film is very entertaining, moving, and (dare I say) moving.

 

While we are on the subject of hidden gems in the park, The Magic of Disney Animation is another great attraction that a lot of people don’t bother with.  Until recently, this included me.  I know I have done this when I was a kid, but I didn’t remember it at all.  The attraction is made up of many different parts.  First, you are shown how characters evolve during the creative process by one of the Disney animators.

 

The character they are discussing is Mushu from the movie Mulan.  While this part was enjoyable enough, I’ve got to figure Disney is pretty unhappy with Eddie Murphy.  I’ve never seen Mulan and never will because it looks awful.  Murphy also made the Haunted Mansion, which did terribly.  Adding further insult, Murphy does Shrek, which wound up being ridiculously successful.

 

As a preface to the next section of the attraction, I should clarify one thing.  Every time you see a commercial for a Disney park, they always show some little kid running up to Mickey and giving him a hug.  As anyone who has recently attempted to get a picture with Mickey knows, that is a complete fairy tale.  And not the good kind of fairy tale, like Disney encourages.  The kind of fairy tale that has its image of running up and hugging Mickey running through your mind, as you wait on a ninety minute line in order to have a picture taken with him.  While there is a line to get a picture with almost any character, a picture with Mickey will invariably have the longest line.

 

His popularity is obviously due largely to his ubiquity in all things Disney.  I like Mickey well enough, but I almost like him by default.  You see ears on everything (and almost everyone) in the parks.  Should you stay in a Disney resort, your whole day revolves around him.  After a long day in the parks, you see his face on the soap and shampoo.  When you get a wake up call at six in the morning, he is calling you.

 

So for those people who truly love the Disney parks (and despite my pissing and moaning, I do), you associate Mickey with the good times you have.  Do I like Mickey?  Not really.  I mostly like what he represents. 

 

The easiest way to get a picture with Mickey, or many other characters, is to go to a character breakfast or dinner.  I’m a big fan of these.  I’ll touch on these at a later point, since my favorite ones take place at other parks.  But since we’ve already covered Animal Kingdom, I guess I can mention that.  Also, this will get us back to the original point, which is something I am rarely able to do, so I’m going for it.

 

The only character meal I have done at Animal Kingdom is Donald’s Breakfastosaurus (there is no way spell check is going to let me get away with that).  It got off to a good start because Donald is running it.  Mickey always gets all the glory, but Donald is far superior to him.  Donald rarely catches a break; the attraction in the Magic Kingdom is called Mickey’s Philharmagic, even though Donald is the main character for 95% of the show.  Granted, it is Mickey’s orchestra, but who cares?  We are being entertained by Donald, not you Mickey, you attention starved egomaniac. 

 

The breakfast itself was pretty good.  There was one dish that combined all of the unhealthiest aspects of diner breakfasts into one convenient slop.  It involved hash browns, melted cheese, sausage, and some other ingredients made up solely of fat and salt.  It was delicious.

 

At these character meals, even if the food isn’t that great it’s okay, because you are being treated to the truly American way of meeting characters.  Instead of standing on your feet to wait in line, the characters come up to you while you are sitting and eating. 

 

This was actually the only character meal we’ve done that Chip and Dale were not part of.  They are certainly the hardest working characters in the business.  They may not have lines out the door to meet them like Mickey, but they are busting their tails at about five simultaneous restaurants, all while walking around the parks and doing parades.  What the Breakfastosaurus had that made it great was Donald and Mickey. 

 

The only problem is you don’t get them in their classic outfits.  All the characters are wearing jungle attire.  I certainly understand why this is, for a couple reasons.  First of all, they are in the jungle, so their dress is appropriate.  More importantly, if people are going to multiple character meals, while taking character pictures elsewhere, no one wants Mickey in his normal outfit all the time. 

 

It is like when they release a new line of Batman toys.  After they make regular Batman, they can’t just keep releasing plain Batman.  Kids buy one normal Batman, and that’s it.  That is why by the time a toy line has reached a few months old, you start seeing “Deep Sea” Batman and “Wild West” Batman.

 

So despite my sadness at being unable to get a picture with classic Donald and Mickey, it was still good to get an easy picture with the two characters with the longest lines.

 

Hoooooly crap that was a long setup for this next part of the attraction.  Which is The Magic of Disney Animation, in case you forgot (which is understandable).  After we exited the studio with the animator, we walked into a large room filled with what looked like a lot of activity stations.  What immediately seemed odd was out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mickey in his sorcerer outfit from Fantasia just standing there.  It was the strangest thing I have ever seen.  Mickey was standing in front of a backdrop, obviously ready to pose for pictures, yet he had no line.

 

There had been too much time wasted, already the little kids had started to notice him.  We ran over, and after a two minute wait, we had our elusive picture with Mickey.  Success!

 

 

I have since found out that this is usually a meet and greet area for various characters; however they tend to be much lower down on the Disney food chain.  I am not suggesting Mickey eats the characters (although I have never seen any characters from Fox and the Hound in the parks…hmmm), I guess popularity hierarchy would be a better term.  They still had a backdrop for Ratatouille up, so I am assuming those are the other characters that populate this room.

 

Besides a character photo, there is a fair amount to do in this room.  They’re all activity stations, and a lot of them were stupid.  One was essentially the paint bucket function from MS Paint, where you could make Disney characters wacky colors.  Or just be boring and make Flounder yellow.  There was also a “Which Disney Character Are You” booth which sounded cool but wound up being kind of lame.  They take your picture to start, so I thought they would morph you into that character at the end.  I’m not sure why they need your picture; it’s never used for anything.  The booth itself is a glorified version of those Quizilla polls you see on Myspace.  I wound up getting Cogsworth from Beauty and the Beast (what the hell?).  I wasn’t happy with that, so I did it again, putting in all the jerk answers, and wound up getting Scar from The Lion King.  I was satisfied with that.

 

The most fun activity allowed you to dub your voice over a scene from various movies.  People always say you never realize how stupid your voice is until you hear it recorded.  To clarify, that should be extended to say recorded while acting out cartoons.  I found out I do a terrible job of being Jafar, Scar, and one of the characters from Bambi. 

 

Finally, the last portion of this attraction allows you to follow along with an animator, as they show you how to draw a Disney character.  I was hoping for an interesting character, but no, we had to draw Mickey.  This wouldn’t have been such a problem except for the fact that I spent more than half the time just filling in the shading, and I still wasn’t even able to finish.

 

Our animator was sort of annoying, but was completely awesome in an unintentional way.  She brought up Hidden Mickeys, which are pretty self-explanatory, but they are Mickey heads hidden all over Disney World.  Not like, decapitated heads, just the silhouette.  The animator asked if anyone had seen some good ones, and some kids started answering.  After someone mentioned a Hidden Mickey they had seen, the animator snapped, “That’s not a Hidden Mickey!”  It was great.

 

I do realize we are treading in dangerously positive waters, so now it is time to mention the worst thing in the park that isn’t Sounds Dangerous!  I don’t want to build up the suspense too much, so to be clear: the Beauty and the Beast show is awful.  To be fair to it, I am not comparing it to the Broadway show.  Both versions had their pros and cons.  The pro for the Disney World version is that I had good leg room, whereas on Broadway I had about six square inches.  The pro for the Broadway version is that it isn’t a complete disgrace where the only entertainment comes from laughing for the wrong reasons.

 

 

The show is essentially the movie while pressing fast forward.  Of course you can’t have the entire story take place, you have to cut some things out or speed up some process.  On the other hand, Nemo abbreviated its story very well, all while adding in songs.  Beauty and the Beast was like watching a sitcom where they speed up the film so they can get a house clean really fast.

 

Possibly the best/worst part was the fact that the Beast looked and acted like a giant stuffed animal.  The parts where he is fighting were almost identical to when you were a kid and would take your stuffed lion, shake it and go “RAAAWWWR!”  Actually, I think that would be a little more intimidating than the Beast.

 

I am glad I saw this show, mostly because now I can say I have, and there is less in the park I have never done.  I am also glad I saw the show because despite the fact that it was horrible, it was incredibly entertaining.  Just not in the way they were hoping for.

 

Finally, the most appropriate way to end the day at Hollywood Studios is by seeing Fantasmic.  We didn’t on our last trip, because we saw it the last couple of times we went.  Seeing Fantasmic is different than any other fireworks show in the other parks.  It is different for obvious reasons, since it is more than just fireworks.  However, with other fireworks shows, you kind of just find a good enough spot, and you’re set.  With Fantasmic, you have to get there perversely early.  The tram drivers advise getting there forty five minutes early, but I think that is cutting it close.  People get seats for Fantasmic hours before it starts.  You can not imagine how fast it fills up and what chaos it becomes until you actually go.

 

As far as the show itself, it is very impressive.  It combines live characters with fireworks and explosions.  Or am I making that up?  I thought there were explosions… maybe just fireballs?  Should I actually look into this and find out the correct information beforehand?  Nah.  Let’s just say there were explosions.  Lots of them.

 

One thing I know for sure they have are water screens.  These are incredibly awesome.  They are made up of a thin sheet up water spraying up, while video is projected on them.  I am now wondering why I take so few pictures at this park.  I have gigabytes worth of pictures from the other parks, yet the Studios only seemed to inspire a handful of them, resulting in this rather obnoxious overload of text.  Although I have been known to read a book or two that doesn’t contain pictures, so it is quite possible to finish reading this article.  Don’t give up!

 

I’m not actually sure what the story of Fantasmic is.  I know Sorcerer Mickey comes out, then there are villains everywhere, including Jafar as the huge cobra from the end of Aladdin, Mickey does some zapping and dancing, then everything is happy.  One of the best touches is at the end, when lots of characters float around the moat surrounding the stage.  One of the floats is the big steamboat from Steamboat Willy, being driven by a black and white Mickey.

 

After the show is over, the fun is just beginning.  Now you get to survive the exit!  Leaving Fantasmic is another one of those experiences you need to be a part of.  It builds your character.  It is thousands of people all being funneled through a small exit path, while moving excruciatingly slowly.  I’m quite sure you could just stand still, and eventually just be swallowed up by the mob and carried to the exit. 

 

It is quite clear that this park is much better than it was the last time I wrote about it, which was four years ago.  This is mostly due to the fact that Tower of Terror was not closed, as well as the addition of a few attractions, and also going on attractions that we didn’t the first time.  Although technically those attractions were open the first time as well, so that’s so much an improvement as it was me choosing to do them this time.  However, I’m fine with ignoring any logic that hinders my argument, so we’ll just skip over that last point and end it here.

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