I walked out of yet another abomination the other day as a friend enlisted me to watch “The Heat”. I had successfully avoided it the first time around, but now my hostess was eager to watch her new Netflix arrival with eager Hump Day relief. As a rule I avoid Mark Wahlberg, Nick Cage, post Moonstruck, and, most adamantly, Sandra Bullock movies, period! While I enjoyed “Gravity” I spent most of it with my digits plied to my ears whenever Sandra screamed (which was the dominant sound and dialogue track throughout). It’s not so much her screaming, but her nasally whine in general. What was clear in “The Heat” was the complete void of any semblance of a storyline which relegated the talented Melissa McCarthy to little more than improvise Old Stooge antics, ad nausea. As of this writing, you won’t be surprised to learn that the director Paul Feig just announced “The Heat 2″ for 2014! Oh JOY!
As for me, I am catching up on some great documentaries I missed over the past few years, and writing my own movies. As a screenwriter I get to do that– even when there’s very little hope of selling anything in today’s Hollywood I have the pleasure of watching them unfold on paper exactly as they might on screen. When I’m done I’ll probably have watched it 200 times in IMAX 3D Sensaround, and while I can’t exactly eat popcorn, or neck in the back of the theater, during the viewing, lest I gum up the keyboard, it’s a perfectly satisfying way to watch films– especially sans the ubiquitous and ever nauseating Mark Wahlberg, Sandra Bullock, Nick Cage, and that latest addition to mind-numbing screen presence, Channing Tatum. See you at the movies, or, um, probably not…
From ClassicPics @History_Pics Robert Duval Holding up cue cards for Brando who’s too busy to learn his lines..
If your FAITH is enlightened by informed well-researched intuition that is one thing, but if it means acting and cleaving to a belief system in spite of all empirical evidence, science, history, physics, law, knowledge, education and reason it is no longer faith, but blind acceptance, mindless conformity and a glaring negation of your human potential and promise.
Another X-Man is out of the closet
I find all this curious. I remember Dr. Jonathan Miller ( British humorist and “self-important” polyglot ( and mighty good dentist, too!) frequently commenting on the whole hidden (closeted) alter egoism of super spies and super heroes as being in itself a type of latent homosexual fantasy. So what happens when all of the Superheroes and super spies are outed? Is the day coming when the only ones in the closet will be lowly hetero nobodies or nebbishy eremitic writers? Everybody on the outside will simply be …fabulous! Kind of like Hollywood today.
http://popwatch.ew.com/2013/11/21/x-man-gay-benjamin-deeds-morph/ via EWON
Groucho Marx famously retorted, “I love my cigar, but I take it out once in a while.” Christians of any and all stripes, be they liberal or conservative, might take a break from their beloved fount of inspiration and learn a little bit more of the fascinating, but discredited pseudo-history behind it. The science is there to show what a marvelous conglomeration and metamorphosis of mythologies from diverse cultures and civilizations stand behind its construction. Seriously, it’s time to grow up, face the music and leave these childish notions behind. It is wholly possible to feel all the ecstasy, love, and spiritual devotion you can muster separately from any specific belief system. Atheists experience just as much fascination, awe and universal love as Buddhists, Christians or Sikhs. Everyone is capable of generating that spirituality just as everyone can experience the afflatus of love. It is not dependent on any one mythological figure, be they, Jesus, Moses, Zoroaster or Jove. Love your tradition, celebrate its magnificence and foundation, but don’t forget to move on. Once you’re accustomed to free-styling the way humans are inherently capable, you’ll have all the beneficence of a “spiritual being”, but with the wisdom and ratiocination that science, reason and reality has to offer.
I wouldn’t be too hard on our Republican brothers and sisters. This Fox News/Tea Party/Ted Cruz period is just their version of the Sixties where they get to smell and dress badly, act out in public, and in congress, indulge in fantasy economics and politics, and in the end get high on all the rhetorical Kool-Aid they can.