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Are you there, Jesus? It’s me, obnoxiously loud person in a movie theater

October 4, 2008

I caught Religulous last night with Replicant & Lady T.  Certainly not a mind-blowing documentary but I don’t think Bill Maher, being a comedian to his core, meant it to be.  Accentuated by timely sound effect, music and video clips, it comes off as a funny movie.  I was discouraged, however, at the crowd lining I saw lining up for the movie.  Thinking the Circle would be a place that would attract more people closer to my age (and taste, so…obviously being hip is what I’m getting at), I was instead disappointed to be swarmed by Boomers.  Not only that, they couldn’t shut the hell up throughout the entire movie.  That aspect was awful & the lack of manners\self-awareness\whatever is what Replicant & I swear will drive us out of movie theaters for good.  Empty threats, I know, but let us vent.

p.s. I won VP Debate Bingo.  You’re reading the blog of a winner. How does that feel?

A bad twist on talkies

December 5, 2007

I’ve recently seen a few movies that were expectedly good (No Country For Old Men, Gone Baby Gone) and surprisingly good (The Mist). The commonality between the two were awful crowds. As my viewing mate Replicant will attest to, the teens that packed The Mist were pretty bad. Their constant talking & texting made me hate them & their parents for their lack of raising good kids as all kids, especially teens, religiously follow their parental directions for good manners, right?

The Boomers in No Country For Old Men held their own with their need to constantly update their spouse (in an obliviously loud whisper) about “their” prediction for the movie & their cries of “That’s it?!? I don’t get it!” at the end of the movie. Apparently, some mild form of glaucoma or dementia or a mix of the two disabled them from connecting the movie’s title, No Country For Old Men, to the wistful laments of Tommy Lee Jones & Barry Corbin throughout the movie, two actors who ain’t quite spring chickens.

I know. It’s tough when you’re trying to show off for your spouse of 40+ years with your film prediction prowess AND simultaneously follow the plot. Did you expect a treat for being right? “Very good, sweetie! I know someone who’s getting an extra bowl of Colon Blow for breakfast.” Maybe if you’d shut the eff up & focus on the film, silently keeping score to yourself, you might have been able to follow what was an otherwise straightforward plot.

…And I really hope Josh Brolin can leverage his success from Gone Baby Gone to bring Goonies 2 to the big screen.

I’ve been chumpatized

September 17, 2007

kongOn Sunday, Lady Tinkleton & I saw “The King of Kong: A Fistful of Quarters” at the Art Museum. Having played video games most of my life (although not to the extent of those on screen), I was really looking forward to this film. It chronicles the culture of gaming, specifically the original arcade classics such as Donkey Kong, Centipede, Pac-Man, Defender, etc., but mostly focuses on a rivalry between 2 world class Donkey Kongers: Billy Mitchell (Gamer of the Century, ass) and Steve Wiebe (middle school science teacher, derelict father).

At a gaming competition in 1982, Mitchell set the record for Donkey Kong at 874, 300 points. In 2003, Wiebe attempted to & successfully did break Mitchell’s score by playing, for hours on end, on his personal Donkey Kong, Jr. arcade machine in his garage. This set off a nationwide competition between the two, ripe with the kind of passive aggressive, anti-social behaviors you would expect from hardcore gamers.

I really liked this film. Apparently, so did CineRobot. This is the kind of film I enjoy not just because I could relate to it on a personal level due to my past & present gaming, but also for the bad ass, “magazine full of hairstyles that you flip through while waiting for a hair cut” look of Billy Mitchell. Also, there is a strategically timed performance by Leonard Cohen, tied into the creation of Billy’s look, that is just priceless.

The Dude abides

August 13, 2007

Saturday night was the showing of The Big Lebowski at the Renegade Picture Show. It was great. There were lots of people in attendance & there was even a bowling tournament before the show. I was ousted in the first round, but I made a comeback to win the costume contest.


Here are some photos. Thanks to Brian for the Dude getup. It was well received. Below are pictures of Me-bowski & Lebowski for comparison.

I also came across this clip that shows each instance of the 281 times that the F word is uttered. I hadn’t noticed that it was said this much in the film. Be forewarned: it’s about 2 minutes worth of the F bomb.

Crazy Love (the bad kind, not the Van Morrison kind)

July 8, 2007

Here’s what I do know: Burt Pugach is a piece of shit.

Last night, Curly Sue & I saw “Crazy Love” at the OKC Museum of Art Theater. It is a documentary about the bizarre relationship of Burt Pugach & Linda Riss. These two began dating back in the 50s. Once Linda found out Burt was married, he promised a divorce & forged divorce papers to prove he was going to follow through. After a few more months of dating & research, Linda found out that he was not going to get a divorce, so she left him. Burt began calling her non-stop, following her, paying people to throw rocks at her window & even considered hiring someone to beat her up so she would run back to him for protection!

Linda began dating another man & one night, Burt hid out in the shadows with a gun, determined to kill him, but he could not go through with it. Instead, showing superior judgment, he hired a couple of guys to deliver an “engagement” gift to Linda’s apartment to congratulate her on her upcoming nuptials. When Linda answered the door, these guys proceeded to throw lye in her face, blinding & disfiguring her.

Burt was eventually arrested & after serving the crazy, hallowed role of “that guy” who fires his attorneys to serve as his own attorney, he was sentenced to 30 years in prison. He began to write Linda from prison & at her demand, send money. Burt was paroled & began to call her again. For some reason, her friends thought it would be a good idea to set up a meeting with everyone so they could clear the air & by the end of the meeting, Burt had proposed to her AND SHE EVENTUALLY ACCEPTED!

In the 80s, Burt was sued by a woman he was having an affair with, claiming he threatened to “blind her like he did Linda” & Linda publicly came to his defense, not contesting the fact that he had an affair, but the words he allegedly uttered. I didn’t think it possible to lose sympathy for a victim of a heinous assault, but Linda proved me wrong. Here’s a review of the film.

Remembering names is my El Guapo

July 7, 2007

“In a way, all of us have an El Guapo to face someday. For some, shyness might be their El Guapo. For others, a lack of education might be their El Guapo. For us, El Guapo is a big dangerous guy who wants to kill us. But as sure as my name is Lucky Day, the people of Santa Poco can conquer their own personal El Guapo, who also happens to be *the actual* El Guapo!” –Steve Martin, “¡Three Amigos!”

Last night, the feature at the Renegade Picture Show was “¡Three Amigos!” starring 2 comedians & Chevy Chase. There was a good crowd of about 20 people & 10,000 mosquitoes.

I recently noticed in the Gazette an ad for Sunset Cinema in Bricktown. Apparently the idea of showing movies outdoors & downtown is catching on. Their first showing is a cult classics double feature of “Pulp Fiction” & “The Rocky Horror Picture Show” this Thursday. Frankly, little sounds less fun to me than to be in a crowd of Rocky Horror enthusiasts in full garb. Their next showing is July 26 (Biker Night) where they will be screening the epic “Stone Cold.” Good God… I might check one of these out to see how they are, but I’m pretty sure I’ll prefer my current setup.

Was Sicko the 8th Dwarf?

June 16, 2007

Thanks to the Interweb & the pirates who sail her choppy seas, I was able to watch “Sicko” last night, Michael Moore’s latest joint. I was hesitant to watch the film for a couple of reasons. First, Moore’s documentaries generally try to stir the emotional waters about a subject, leaving many viewers feeling angry yet unable to “do anything about it.” Moore also has a way of cornering people that, although I tend to dislike most of their stances, leaves me feeling almost sympathetic for them. I said almost. Moore’s grandstanding can also be a bit grating, although I did laugh out loud when in this film, chartering a boat full of 9/11 rescue workers to Guantanamo Bay, he yelled to the guard tower that he only wanted to provide America’s heroes with the same health care being provided to the evildoers. Nonetheless, the film details the American health care system & how it compares to other systems around the world. The wealthiest country on Earth spends more on health care than the rest of the world yet ranks 37th in the world in overall health care. Nearly 50 million Americans are uninsured & nearly a third of U.S. health care spending goes to administrative costs.

In the marathon to the upcoming Presidential election, I’ve heard a number of proposals from one side for varying degrees of universal health care & practically nothing (at least nothing memorable) from the other side relating to health care. In fact, the only health-related item I can recall hearing from the latter side was the advocation, in response to an absurd question posited in a debate, by a number of the candidates for “intense interrogation methods,” with notable exceptions lodged by the “crazy” candidate & by the one candidate who has actually experienced some of these methods. Even the biggest born-again candidate supported these methods, making me wonder, “My God. What was he like before he was saved?” Loyal lurkers, please let me know if I’ve overlooked some of this side’s health care proposals so that I may take them into account.

I’m a big believer in community, in helping each other out. I think a country of isolated individuals, only looking out for themselves, crushes this notion & makes us a more selfish, fragmented society. It really puzzles me when I see those who are devoutly religious take stances on this issue that leave those at risk, those that their “Lord” has charged them with taking care of, to fend for themselves using their own inadequate means. I have issues with this “strict father” construct.

Programs like Social Security & Medicaid, although looming like stormy clouds on our financial horizon, have provided a better quality of life for many of this nation’s most vulnerable, my grandparents included. It’s not the paying into these programs that I mind: it’s the lack of courage & honesty by the American people & their government to come up with viable solutions to deal with these fiscal concerns. (For all you religious out there, think of it as a societal tithe). We can find nearly $500 billion to spend on national defense, yet balk at what it would take to insure the uninsured & to provide more affordable health care to all. I flinch when people speak of this as a “moral issue,” probably due to the exasperation of that phrase over the last 15 years or so, but I do find it abhorrent that the country with the greatest fiscal means to deal with this problems has created one of the most cold, calculating, and convoluted systems to “take care of its own.”