Finally, the mainstream media is giving the ding the attention that it deserves. “What is this… some sort of… hot tub time machine?” I don’t understand why sexy Amy Burley from Tru Blood is kind of eh as the love interest April.
The Perfect Storm is the perfect example of a ding. Like anyone wouldn’t understand the title, they had to have a meteorologist interpret the weather and say, “It is… the perfect storm.” George Clooney sure has come a long way. Mark Wahlberg, not so much. Speaking of perfect storms, my last weekend in New York and the weather forecast is crazy all out blizzard.
When I did gymnastics, I never did that well in competition. I showed up, did some routines, fell off the beam, and went home. The night before my second-to-last meet, I watched The Natural on tv. The next day at the meet, I felt inspired. As the national anthem played, my courage rose and I resolved to do my best. I tied for second on bars and placed overall qualifying me for states.
Tomorrow I am running the NY City Half Marathon. I am pretty sure that I won’t win any awards or qualify for anything (except for maybe a free Jamba juice), but I think watching The Express right now does improve my chances at winning the Heisman. At the very least, it will give me something to occupy my mind during the (fingers crossed) 2 hour run.
By the way, if you watch The Express on an airplane, you will cry.
Football season officially begins in 30 days!
(image Walt Disney World Monorail System – Your Express Highway in the Sky originally uploaded by Matt Pasant)
Hamlet 2 is a pretty good stay home on a Friday night movie. The story of a hapless teacher who just wants to put on plays inspired by movies is pretty funny. But then following it up on Saturday with Half Nelson, the story of a hapless teacher that just wants to smoke crack undid some of the magic. It was a good movie, but long with a lot of crack smoking. I never though I would say this, but I would rather have a musical number of “Rock Me Sexy Jesus.” Critics do not agree.
After a hard day of battling the Cockroach Invasion of 2007, I needed a little romantic comedy crack.Â Because I Said So was just what I needed.Â It had Mandy Moore, Diane Keaton and two hot guys.Â I’m not sure about this emergence of Diane Keaton as hot older lady, but I much prefer Stephen Collins to Jack Nicholson as the romantic interest.Â What can I say?Â I always liked that Reverend Eric Camden on Seventh Heaven.Â He’s dreamy.
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Rotten tomatoes rating: 5% (wow, that is low)
Jonathan! Â I have reflected many times upon our rigid search. Â It has shown me... Â ...that everything is illuminated in the light of the past. Â It is always along the side of us... Â ...on the inside, looking out. Â Like you say, inside out. Â Jonfen, in this way, I will always be along the side of your life. Â And you will always be along the side of mine. Â Our families will be with us, and our families' families. Â Your grandfather. Â And perhaps, in some way, my grandfather as well. Â It is possible I will never know why Grandfather did this to himself. Â Perhaps he wished to bury his life... Â ...along the side of his past. Â But I must tell you, Jonfen... Â ...in this moment, he seemed, as if for the first time in his life... Â ...contented to be where he was. Â Jonfen, I am sending you this... Â ...because we have shared something to exist for. Â And, of course, in case anyone comes searching.
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I’m cheating a little because I didn’t just watch The Station Agent, but… when I did see The Station Agent for the first time I liked it so much that I looked up the lead, Peter Dinklage. Whenever I see an actor I like in a movie I look up their name and info on the small chance I ever run into them, that I can say, “Hey, you’re Peter Dinklage.” A few years ago James saw another actor from the movie, Bobby Cannavale, at the MOMA Design Store and neither of us could remember his name. So, I went back and really made sure that I knew the three main actors’ names.
All of this is to say that yesterday by Union Square, my coworker turned to me and said, “Hey, that little guy from Elf just walked by.” F*ck! Well New York isn’t that big. Maybe I will see him tomorrow. (For the record, I would probably never actually talk to an actor I saw, but this way I am prepared for the small off chance they decide to talk to me).
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I remember I saw Clueless when I was still a snob about movies and I was so surprised that I enjoyed it. The little inside joke about Billie Holiday being a woman really appealed to my sophisticated 17 year old palate. Of course, now I’ll watch anything and since Clueless was on tv, I watched it again. It was nice to see Paul Rudd when he was still adorable (pre-Forty Year Old Virgin). Clueless is a four ding movie by the way.
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