Normally, Quentin Tarantino is a director that I’m on the fence about. I’ve seen three of his movies: Pulp Fiction, Jackie Brown and Kill Bill Volume I and II. I love his story lines, his cinematography, his homages to past movies and how he casts actors who haven’t had a lot of big roles lately (such as Robert Forster in Jackie Brown).
On the down side, his movies have lots of violence and profanity in them. Too much, in some places. I also found myself disgusted by the liberal use of the n-word in Jackie Brown and the way blood sprays from severed heads and limbs like a ruptured fire hydrant in Kill Bill Vol. I. And, of course, I didn’t really like the non-linear style of Pulp Fiction (the movie begins in a diner and ends back in the diner, the same scene but from a different viewpoint).
And now, Tarantino has just released his film Inglourious Basterds.
My understanding is this film involves a squad of American Jewish soldiers in World War II who capture and torture Nazis and try to extract information from them.
Many critics are very harsh of this film, and for that very reason I’ll probably watch it.
Honestly, I see film critics as failed actors/screenplay writers (such as Roger Ebert)/directors/producers. For the most part, their reviews are entertainment only. I’ve seen terrible movies that received great reviews and great movies that received bad reviews.
So, because many critics are saying this movie’s garbage, I’ll have to watch it now.
I once knew someone whom friends described as having hit an intellectual roadblock as they got older. One person said this person “used to see things rationally”.
More recently, I visited the website of a retired public personality and wondered if the same might be true with him. When he was working in the media industry, I thought of him as a slightly left of center person: I often disagreed with him, but he was friendly and well-spoken.
His site contained editorial cartoons of people who are raising concerns about President Barack Obama’s health care reforms. You know, the reforms many warn us will lead to socialized medicine.
The cartoons depict the concerned as total kooks.
Sheesh, so much for being rational and trying to keep the government accountable. Let’s just all blindly accept what our government throws at us, now that “change” is in office.
I wonder what this former media personality thinks of the more than 60,000 people who’ve cancelled their AARP memberships over concerns the American Association for Retired Persons is becoming a liberal lapdog for the Obama administration. I guess all those people are kooks.
At a store a few weeks ago, I saw a poster of Chuck Norris “facts”. Yes, the movie, TV and martial arts star is well aware of the list. He’s even been on television to discuss his favorites. The list is fictional, but it tickles me endlessly.
Here are my favorites:
Chuck Norris’ blood can be used for gasoline. He hasn’t bled lately, which is why gas prices are so high.
Chuck Norris sued NBC, alleging Law and Order was a copyright infringement on names he gave to his legs.
Chuck Norris has counted to infinity. Twice.
Chuck Norris can divide by zero.
Chuck Norris can believe it’s not butter.
Chuck Norris once played Russian Roulette with a loaded gun and still won.
And my all-time favorite:
Before the Boogie Man goes to sleep at night, he always checks under his bed for Chuck Norris.
I won’t say when or where, but sometime these past few weeks my wife and I went to a store to buy some items. I told the cashier there that she must have good job security since the company’s doing pretty well.
They replied: “As long as you show up and do your job.”
Novel concept, huh, auto makers?
Hey, UAW president Ron Gettelfinger, think about that the next time one of your members files a union grievance because they were fired for not showing up for work or for doing a lousy job.
Sorry, fans of Marshall “Eminem” Mathers, but I’m cheering for Mariah Carey in their feud.
Yeah, yeah, Mathers is surrounded by crazy women and is only undastood by hiz homies. With homies like that, who needs haters?
Yeah, I know Stephen King finds Mathers funny, but I find his act very tiring. It’s amazing how Mathers has made such a career out of being a misogynist who raps about vile crap and then gripes when people express outrage over his lyrics.
Sorry, Mathers, but my parents and grandparents’ stories about surviving in the Great Depression beat your stories about 8 Mile Road. If you’ve ever had to spend day after day eating pecans off the neighbor’s tree (something my aunt remembers) because there is no food in your house (remember, they had no welfare in those days), perhaps you can talk about hard times. Of if you’ve ever had to walk many miles round trip into town (something my grandfather had to do) to barter for a large bag of rice in return for work because your family had no food, then maybe you can talk.
And, besides, what’s up with parodying all those people and then telling “Weird Al” Yankovic he can’t do a video to go along with his parody of “Lose Yourself”? If you ask me, your hypocrisy should be certified platinum.
Note: I was in Detroit a lot during April 2006 and remember when Mathers’ friend, Proof, was fatally shot. A little-known fact was that Proof a) had a blood alcohol level way beyond the legal limit for driving and b) had already shot a man and was about to shoot him again when the man’s friend shot Proof in defense; if Proof had survived, he would’ve probably faced murder charges.
I’d strongly recommend avoiding Walmart’s Great Value Rocky Road ice cream.
Don’t get me wrong. Rocky Road’s one of my favorite flavors, but whoever made this batch of GV Rocky Road forgot to put nuts in it. In the two bowls I’ve had, I think I’ve had maybe three almonds. Total. Hardly any marshmallows.
Frank Rosenthal, inspiration for the Sam “Ace” Rothstein character from the Martin Scorsese film Casino, once confirmed that he did indeed instruct his bakers to place an equal amount of blueberries in each muffin served at his casino. One has to wonder if Walmart should be instructed to place an equal number of nuts in each 1.75 quart container of Rocky Road.