I own this movie now. I plan to watch it during my DELICIOUS PAID FUCKING VACATION next week. I’ll be visiting the beautiful town of Sleeping In Late. Perhaps I’ll finally get my room cleaned AND THE NEW SHOES I SO DESPERATELY NEED. I work tomorrow and then don’t go back to work until next Monday. I get paid next Friday.
My first-of-four free issues of The Nation arrived today. I get a free mini-subscription. Then I can write cancel on the invoice and owe nothing. There’s some pretty substantial and interesting stuff in there and it’s a great read. Check out http://www.readthenation.com or simply http://www.thenation.com
And now a lovely little rant from yours truly. I have not seen I Huckabees yet. However, as I understand it it is far removed from the norm of filmmaking. That it takes chances and is unconventional to say the least. And guess who that spells disaster for? You guessed it! The mouthbreathers! Brilliant masterworks of cinematic art like Mullholland Drive, Donnie Darko, or Punch-Drunk Love are shunned by these geniuses. Why? What cogent form of dissent can they offer? Perhaps it’s with a certain way the director takes the movie. Maybe the ending wasn’t all that or some of the writing wasn’t up to snuff. Nope. The whole basis of their argument is…IT FUCKING SUCKED!!!
There you go. That’s the extent of their thought process. If Dennis Quaid or John Travolta isn’t in it, if stuff’s not getting blowed up real good, or if it, and I quote from a myriad of these chuckleheads, “ain’t got no titties in it!”, then it’s worthless. People of this sort cannot discern taste or experience art of any kind, in any medium. If it causes you to think then it has no merit. That last statement is their motto. Now they don’t think so. But it is. The films I spoke of earlier require deep thought, debate, and intimate discussion about the subjects they raise. I try my best to help out but ignorance is sadly bliss for these moronic imbeciles. Yet I’ll still keep trying to expose these people to art in the hopes that some of it might rub off. But remember you can lead a horse to water…yet the dumb motherfucker still wants to rent the latest Wayans Brothers comedy instead of something intelligent.
SIRIUS 26 – Left of Center is endlessly addictive. Song after song of great music, unfettered by nosy program directors or no-nothing consultants. The eels song Saturday Morning is currently playing. But they’ve been playing a steady stream of music that’s unconventional and greatly diverse. These are songs from artists such as The Postal Service, Tegan & Sara, Interpol, Death Cab for Cutie, The Shins, and many more. It’s as far removed from mainstream rock radio as you can get and I love it dearly. This and Air America make SIRIUS worth it.
My Oscar thoughts? Feh. Million Dollar Baby is vastly overrated in my humble opinion. I guess poor Martin Scorsese has to fellate each and every member of the Academy to get a goddamn Oscar, huh, you soulless fucks?! Sorry but everyone must have memory loss. Um, remember 1992?! When Eastwood fucking won Oscars for both Best Picture and Best Directing? I know it was a while ago but the movie was called Unforgiven, Einsteins! I was genuinely happy for Morgan Freeman because HE’S NEVER WON. I was also happy for Charlie Kaufman’s much deserved win for penning Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Ditto for The Incredibles 2 Oscar wins. Congrats to Brad Bird & Pixar. It’s the animation firm’s best movie and I keep wanting to say it’s Brad’s as well but The Iron Giant was just so damn good, it’s a toss-up for me.
Air America lands several more affiliates in Texas (Dallas is among them), with Reno now on board and Chicago slated to return as an affiliate on their one-year anniversary March 31st. New AAR CEO Danny Goldberg stated on last night’s The Majority Report that his goal is to get the network into 99% of the population and to increase its public awareness and advertising. Good luck and hopefully all of these things will come to fruition ASAP.
It comes out in October. C’mon. Stephen King penning a film noir-esque novel? I’m so there! You are too and you know it.