1/5 (12:57 AM)
I just flew in from Denver for Christmas break. I watched Into the Spider-Verse 3 times. Once with my girlfriend, once alone, and once with my family. It felt right, and it felt necessary. It’s a spectacular film with intricately detailed animation. Each frame feels like a panel of a comic. It’s oddly satisfying, like butter on warm toast but for your eyes, and it never lets up. Every 30 seconds there’s a tiny mark in the background that adds the extra shine needed for it to feel like a comic book. It never ceased to surprise me in terms of swag. Spider-Verse was the perfect gateway drug back into Insomniac’s Marvel Spider-Man every night that I could. But more on that in my review, here.
Besides that, after watching Girlfriend Reviews on YouTube, I was able to convince my girlfriend, Alison, to start a new save in Breath of the Wild. In her doing so, I was able to retrace my thought process with every new piece of the world she interacted with. The old man on the edge of the cliff was the perfect chaperone into the world. He engaged her curiosity and asked if she wanted to know more about the wilds. It was fascinating to replay the game with this new set of eyes. In just 20 minutes she went from, “Noooooooo, fighting those things is annoying,” referencing a Bokoblin camp, to, “Get back here, you!” when a Hopper was too quick for her reflexes.
1/6 (11:21 PM)
My most successful Disneyland trip yet is all thanks to my willingness to tap back into my childhood memories and lack of a visit since then. Reentering the park for the first time made me giddy with excitement, and I immediately made a run to California Adventure. I never got to go as a kid, so seeing Pixar Pier for the first time felt natural. Why wouldn’t Disney give Pixar their much-deserved attention and love?
Because of the Disneyland app and my willingness to splurge on the $15 MaxPass, I only had to wait in a normal line twice (Indiana Jones and Haunted Mansion) and those were each only 30 minute wait times. For the other dozen or so rides, I was using and abusing my MaxPass privileges. It felt like the walks across the parks took linger than the wait times themselves. Whether the spectacular theming in the lines, or just the sheer lack of people behind the FastPass entrances are to blame, my time at Disneyland felt breezy and efficient.
Incredicoaster was a great, tight coaster with solid drops and turns that gave me enjoyable butterflies. It was my first and second-to-last attraction. At night, all of Disney Pier was lit up, so the Ferris wheel gave me heavy Santa Monica peer vibes (great for tourism). We then jumped to the Guardians of the Galaxy/Tower of Terror ride. This ride was special because I had never gone on the original Tower of Terror attraction before its reskin, so I had no idea what I was getting into. I expected one large drop like most tall tower rides at amusement parks, so when the doors would open to a screen of Chris Pratt doing his Star-Lord thing, or Baby Groot doing his Baby Groot thing, I kept assuming the ride was over. I screamed every time it dropped, and I was having an absolute blast:
Front row, white shirt. I promise I’m enjoying myself.