Dudes. I watched a very disturbing documentary on the Orcas at Sea World the other night. It's called Blackfish. Very interesting and emotionally confusing. I thought I was turning on Anthony Bourdain on CNN and instead it was the very intense Blackfish. Perfect for a relaxing before bed watch while honeymooning on Maui.
The bottom line is that Sea World is holding Orcas captive (while telling outright lies about why captivity is "better" for their health and lifespan) to entertain people and make a buck, and the Orcas are pissed about their situation. On one hand, I felt really bad for the trainers who have died, or nearly died, by Orca attack at Sea World locations. There is some truly horrifying footage in this film, and I feel for the families and friends of those lost. But, on the other hand...DUH! Is it really surprising that the Orcas confined to such small spaces, with other Orcas who aren't part of their own pods, to spend their lives entertaining humans for food are dissatisfied? Hell yes those dorsal fins are collapsing! What would we expect of humans in a similar situation? If we were watching this as some big blockbuster film, I bet you serious coin that we'd be cheering on the Orcas to end their imprisonment and take down their oppressors. I'm outraged and sickened by Sea World's irresponsibility and cold-hearted pursuit of profit at the expense of both human and Orca lives. Blech. But again, not surprising when big money is involved. I really appreciated the openness of the former Sea World Orca trainers who shared their experiences and emotions. This is a must watch. Free the Orcas!
There are many must watch documentaries out there, many that are a lot more lighthearted.
The Story of Anvil
Life 2.0
The Queen of Versailles
Searching for Sugarman
Exit Through the Gift Shop
Sallinger (which I haven't finished yet and is a bit dark, but it's excellent just for Sallinger asking crazed fans/stalkers outright if they are mental patients)
Showing posts with label movies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label movies. Show all posts
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Monday, August 03, 2009
Adam
Tonight I saw a screening of the movie Adam at the Seven Gables. I really, really liked it. I'm still processing everything I think about it. I think Hugh Dancy did a fantastic job in this role. His voice and timing, his mannerisms, the way he carried his body, his expressions when Adam was confused or clearly trying to work something out...all were excellent. The film is visually pretty with a great soundtrack. The story is intriguing; the two hours flew by. I'm glad I ended up going by myself, because it allowed me to just fully absorb what was happening on the screen without distraction. I got into it. There are laugh out loud parts, and there were moments I felt pretty emotional--from the movie itself, and from my own thoughts about the relationship between Adam and Beth. And, best of all, the ending wasn't tied up neatly with a far-fetched rom-com fairy tale finale.
Side note: I was particularly glad about this, because I saw 500 Days of Summer with Casey a couple of weeks ago, and it had one of those endings. I was really excited to see it, because I thought it would be different, and I was on board with how the movie defied the rom-com formula...until the very end. Suddenly we were in lalaland. Oh yes, that's exactly how things work out immediately after you have your heart broken. Not.
After the movie, Hugh Dancy and Max Mayer were there to talk about the movie and answer questions. That was a fun surprise! And, I mean, homina. It was interesting to hear about the story, filming, and the role of Adam from their perspective. Great night!
Side note: I was particularly glad about this, because I saw 500 Days of Summer with Casey a couple of weeks ago, and it had one of those endings. I was really excited to see it, because I thought it would be different, and I was on board with how the movie defied the rom-com formula...until the very end. Suddenly we were in lalaland. Oh yes, that's exactly how things work out immediately after you have your heart broken. Not.
After the movie, Hugh Dancy and Max Mayer were there to talk about the movie and answer questions. That was a fun surprise! And, I mean, homina. It was interesting to hear about the story, filming, and the role of Adam from their perspective. Great night!
Saturday, January 10, 2009
E-bossing: It's What I Do!
Yes, yes, I am an e-bosser. I'm notorious for it at this point. I e-bossed my sister via IM the other day, and she changed her headline to: "I've been e-bullied," just because I told her to buy Trav Candyland, among other things. I've done a lot of e-bossing this week.
I've noticed that I tend to be light on posting in January. It's not because I hate January or anything, like other people I know who all uniformly agree it sucks. Although, I went through an introspective, darker period for a few days at the start of the month, but I seem to be coming out of it. Don't worry, I don't need to get on the horn to hightail it back to therapy due to a serious emotional spiral. I am O.K. I finally realized and accepted that I'm a person who cycles through periods of light and dark. It's not useful to fight it, so I try to go with the flow. I tend to get this way at the new year, and sometimes I find that things I thought I'd laid to rest aren't quite done yet and pop up for another round of processing. Even if I know where it's coming from and why, I can't rationalize the emotions away. They are still there for me to deal with the best I can. This knowledge is both helpful and completely frustrating. As the famous quote says, "the best way out is always through," and I do it, but "through" can be a real motherf*cker sometimes. :-)
Anyway, I'm good! Life is busy and productive right now. I started my class this week. I think I'm going to like it. The teacher is quirky, with a very interesting structure for the class. It's based on community learning, and we're broken up into smaller groups. For the final, one member of the group will be randomly selected to take the test, on the day of the test, and the grade that person receives is the grade for the group. On one hand I'm like, GULP, but on the other, I think this is an incredibly fascinating way to build group cohesiveness. I'm looking forward to seeing how this goes.
Work is going well. It's very busy for me right now, but I'm doing stuff I like and feeling like I'm accomplishing things. The online dating is fun. I'm enjoying the process way more than I did last time, and I feel like I'm connecting with interesting people. My ankle is feeling so much better! I made it to the gym and walked to work a couple of times this past week, and it felt so wonderful to be more active again. Surprisingly, I've missed the gym. I'm still putting my life in order after all the holiday craziness, but I'm getting there.
Go see Doubt! It's sooooooo amazing. I will gush if I get started, and I feel like I've been gushing a lot lately. Em and I went to see it at the Guild, and the best part was the credits. As we're sitting there soberly watching them roll by, the very last person listed was the Stunt Coordinator. Now, basically this movie is about a couple of nuns, a priest, and some altar boys at a Catholic school. No one is hanging by the chandeliers or jumping from the roof of the church. Usually they are walking or sitting, and it's a lot of talking. Meryl Streep changes a light bulb. Does that count? Bottom line: while full of suspense, there is no action. Both Em and I saw this on the credits, but while I was just sitting there quickly summarizing the movie in my head for stunts, Em exclaimed, "Stunt Director! What?" And we both lost it. I could not stop laughing. There were tears rolling down my face. It's was like the blurry/clear picture debacle with Shannon at Snoqualmie Falls.
I'm so loving this streak of good movies right now.
Molly gave me this fabulous book called Hungry for Paris for Christmas. I'm having a great time going through it, reading all the delicious descriptions, to pick out places to eat on the trip. I'm growing increasingly excited to go. The pull is getting stronger and stronger.
I've noticed that I tend to be light on posting in January. It's not because I hate January or anything, like other people I know who all uniformly agree it sucks. Although, I went through an introspective, darker period for a few days at the start of the month, but I seem to be coming out of it. Don't worry, I don't need to get on the horn to hightail it back to therapy due to a serious emotional spiral. I am O.K. I finally realized and accepted that I'm a person who cycles through periods of light and dark. It's not useful to fight it, so I try to go with the flow. I tend to get this way at the new year, and sometimes I find that things I thought I'd laid to rest aren't quite done yet and pop up for another round of processing. Even if I know where it's coming from and why, I can't rationalize the emotions away. They are still there for me to deal with the best I can. This knowledge is both helpful and completely frustrating. As the famous quote says, "the best way out is always through," and I do it, but "through" can be a real motherf*cker sometimes. :-)
Anyway, I'm good! Life is busy and productive right now. I started my class this week. I think I'm going to like it. The teacher is quirky, with a very interesting structure for the class. It's based on community learning, and we're broken up into smaller groups. For the final, one member of the group will be randomly selected to take the test, on the day of the test, and the grade that person receives is the grade for the group. On one hand I'm like, GULP, but on the other, I think this is an incredibly fascinating way to build group cohesiveness. I'm looking forward to seeing how this goes.
Work is going well. It's very busy for me right now, but I'm doing stuff I like and feeling like I'm accomplishing things. The online dating is fun. I'm enjoying the process way more than I did last time, and I feel like I'm connecting with interesting people. My ankle is feeling so much better! I made it to the gym and walked to work a couple of times this past week, and it felt so wonderful to be more active again. Surprisingly, I've missed the gym. I'm still putting my life in order after all the holiday craziness, but I'm getting there.
Go see Doubt! It's sooooooo amazing. I will gush if I get started, and I feel like I've been gushing a lot lately. Em and I went to see it at the Guild, and the best part was the credits. As we're sitting there soberly watching them roll by, the very last person listed was the Stunt Coordinator. Now, basically this movie is about a couple of nuns, a priest, and some altar boys at a Catholic school. No one is hanging by the chandeliers or jumping from the roof of the church. Usually they are walking or sitting, and it's a lot of talking. Meryl Streep changes a light bulb. Does that count? Bottom line: while full of suspense, there is no action. Both Em and I saw this on the credits, but while I was just sitting there quickly summarizing the movie in my head for stunts, Em exclaimed, "Stunt Director! What?" And we both lost it. I could not stop laughing. There were tears rolling down my face. It's was like the blurry/clear picture debacle with Shannon at Snoqualmie Falls.
I'm so loving this streak of good movies right now.
Molly gave me this fabulous book called Hungry for Paris for Christmas. I'm having a great time going through it, reading all the delicious descriptions, to pick out places to eat on the trip. I'm growing increasingly excited to go. The pull is getting stronger and stronger.
Friday, January 02, 2009
When I said there were no movies, beside Revolutionary Road (hope to see tonight), that I wanted to see, that was a total lie. I came home to realize that there are tons and tons of movies I want to see. First, I should tell you that I saw the Curious Case of Benjamin Button while I was away, which was very good. I recommend it in spite of its nearly three hour running time. It goes by fast. Others on my list include Doubt, The Reader, Rachel Getting Married, Seven Pounds, and Frost/Nixon. I was just in Crazytown before when I said there was nothing, but now I'm back! Kinda.
Update: Revolutionary Road is an amazingly excellent movie. I loved it. The story is tragic, beautiful, depressing, and even hilarious at times. The lighting and costumes are gorgeous. The acting is incredibly good, and it is easy to identify with the emotions and desires of the characters who feel trapped, in some way, in a life they may or may not want. Watching it I felt the turmoil, desperation, and disappointment in understanding that mundane reality isn't turning out how one hoped. Special slowly slipped away under the heavy dullness of regular. Coping with that realization proves challenging in different ways for Frank and April, who are complex and interesting characters. It's hard to hide from reality when there is one person (who is fantastic, by the way) determined to fully expose the truth. I must say, without having experienced this kind of life myself, I could relate to April's need to escape Revolutionary Road. My vote is unequivocally for Paris.
Update: Revolutionary Road is an amazingly excellent movie. I loved it. The story is tragic, beautiful, depressing, and even hilarious at times. The lighting and costumes are gorgeous. The acting is incredibly good, and it is easy to identify with the emotions and desires of the characters who feel trapped, in some way, in a life they may or may not want. Watching it I felt the turmoil, desperation, and disappointment in understanding that mundane reality isn't turning out how one hoped. Special slowly slipped away under the heavy dullness of regular. Coping with that realization proves challenging in different ways for Frank and April, who are complex and interesting characters. It's hard to hide from reality when there is one person (who is fantastic, by the way) determined to fully expose the truth. I must say, without having experienced this kind of life myself, I could relate to April's need to escape Revolutionary Road. My vote is unequivocally for Paris.
Friday, November 07, 2008
It's that time of year when coffee shops offer my favorite peppermint mochas! I'm loving it. The one at my work even puts sprinkles on it. Sprinkles! For no rational reason whatsoever, I adore sprinkles. In my mind, sprinkles make any sweet treat better. It's an obsession, really. My day is made by sprinkles. Sprinklalicious.
I don't know what's wrong with me, so don't even ask.
I'm anxious to see Charlie Kaufman's (Eternal Sunshine, Being John Malkovich) Synecdoche, New York. It has PSH and so many other great peeps in it. It's out this week, and I'm hoping to get some friends together to see it before I go out of town next week. After this weekend, the next couple of weeks are going to be kind of crazy.
Hmmmm. I think I'm going to have some comments on this Slate piece Does Religion Make You Nice? From my own personal experience, the answer is no. I encountered a lot of discrepancy in Israel. I've met quite a few friendly and altruistic atheists in my time. I know a lot of nice religious people, and I've known some quote-unquote devout Christians who profess to live by the Good Book (even word for word in some cases), but who actually have no real concept of the teachings and therefore contradict what they're saying with their actions. Even the Bible is a proponent of actions speaking louder than words ("Little children, let us not love with word or with tongue, but in deed and truth." Hello!). Making mistakes and imperfections are all part of being human, I know, but that's the deal. We're all human. Some of us are nice humans, some not so much. Many individuals are positively affected by religion, and many are not. I won't even get started right now on the evils committed en masse in the name of religion, or rant about televangilists. My view is that it's impossible to make a blanket statement that being religious means you're nicer. The article isn't necessarily saying that, and it goes deeper in its analysis, making what I think are valid points about the community aspect of religion leading people to a happier existence. It makes sense that social beings typically crave connection for their well-being, and participating in organized religion certainly provides that--again with both positive and negative consequences. I'll probably comment on some of these other topics later when I have more time. And, I now have some new books to add to my reading list.
I don't know what's wrong with me, so don't even ask.
I'm anxious to see Charlie Kaufman's (Eternal Sunshine, Being John Malkovich) Synecdoche, New York. It has PSH and so many other great peeps in it. It's out this week, and I'm hoping to get some friends together to see it before I go out of town next week. After this weekend, the next couple of weeks are going to be kind of crazy.
Hmmmm. I think I'm going to have some comments on this Slate piece Does Religion Make You Nice? From my own personal experience, the answer is no. I encountered a lot of discrepancy in Israel. I've met quite a few friendly and altruistic atheists in my time. I know a lot of nice religious people, and I've known some quote-unquote devout Christians who profess to live by the Good Book (even word for word in some cases), but who actually have no real concept of the teachings and therefore contradict what they're saying with their actions. Even the Bible is a proponent of actions speaking louder than words ("Little children, let us not love with word or with tongue, but in deed and truth." Hello!). Making mistakes and imperfections are all part of being human, I know, but that's the deal. We're all human. Some of us are nice humans, some not so much. Many individuals are positively affected by religion, and many are not. I won't even get started right now on the evils committed en masse in the name of religion, or rant about televangilists. My view is that it's impossible to make a blanket statement that being religious means you're nicer. The article isn't necessarily saying that, and it goes deeper in its analysis, making what I think are valid points about the community aspect of religion leading people to a happier existence. It makes sense that social beings typically crave connection for their well-being, and participating in organized religion certainly provides that--again with both positive and negative consequences. I'll probably comment on some of these other topics later when I have more time. And, I now have some new books to add to my reading list.
Saturday, February 02, 2008
It's no longer January which means I must get my writing act together! Geezopete.
This week I saw THE BEST Nada Surf show yet at the Triple Door. It was really great. The theater is beautiful, the drinks and food are delish (especially the molten chocolate cake Monice and I shared), and one of my friends arrived early and got a booth for us right up front. It was a pretty perfect night. We all liked the opening band Port O'Brien too, although we think one or more members of the band has issues with working on a fishing boat in Alaska, because it seemed like quite a few songs at least mentioned revulsion for working on fishing boats in Alaska.
Nada Surf's new album Lucky comes out on Tuesday. You can listen to the whole thing on their MySpace page, and of course I must insist that you do! Normally, I'd want to list my favorite songs for you, but that's tough on this one. Everything including and in between See These Bones and I Like What You Say makes me incredibly happy, but I seriously like every single song. (Okay, I can't help it. My current faves slightly over the others are Beautiful Beat, Weightless, Are You Lightning and I Like What You Say. It may be because I liked them so much played live, though.) I've been listening to it over and over again at work over the past couple of days...and right now as a matter of fact.
"Behind every desire
is another one
waiting to be liberated
when the first ones sated."
Tonight I'm going to see Sky Cries Mary at the Audioasis show at the High Dive. I'm looking forward to it lots. I haven't been to an Audioasis show in a long while, and Sky Cries Mary is one of those bands I've had on my Must See Someday list.
Speaking of must sees, my movie buff friend WC brought Harold and Maude over the other night. It's one that always seems to appear on lists of Top Movies of All Time, so I was interested to check it out. It was cute, but I didn't love it. WC totally predicted that Harold and Maude would end up sleeping together, and I was all, "no, no, no." But then, he was right! I was surprised. I just didn't see the relationship heading that direction. I think that was the main issue that prevented me from loving it, because I usually adore quirky movies. It's not that I don't buy that there could be a sexual attraction between two people with a vast age difference; I just didn't feel like a sexual chemistry existed between these two characters. It didn't feel natural to the story, so it kind of lost me at that point. I think knowing the WC is going to be good for my movie education, though.
I'm doing pretty well with my French lessons, although I'm moving pretty slowly through the program at this point. At lunch time during the week, you can usually find me in my office repeating words like "Malade!" over and over again to my computer screen. Good times.
Oh, Mols and Trav are leaving Tahoe on the 8th and heading this direction. It sounds like they plan to settle in Portland, and I'll love having them closer. Zozo keeps insisting on "Go see Bacon!" so I hope to see them here very soon.
This week I saw THE BEST Nada Surf show yet at the Triple Door. It was really great. The theater is beautiful, the drinks and food are delish (especially the molten chocolate cake Monice and I shared), and one of my friends arrived early and got a booth for us right up front. It was a pretty perfect night. We all liked the opening band Port O'Brien too, although we think one or more members of the band has issues with working on a fishing boat in Alaska, because it seemed like quite a few songs at least mentioned revulsion for working on fishing boats in Alaska.
Nada Surf's new album Lucky comes out on Tuesday. You can listen to the whole thing on their MySpace page, and of course I must insist that you do! Normally, I'd want to list my favorite songs for you, but that's tough on this one. Everything including and in between See These Bones and I Like What You Say makes me incredibly happy, but I seriously like every single song. (Okay, I can't help it. My current faves slightly over the others are Beautiful Beat, Weightless, Are You Lightning and I Like What You Say. It may be because I liked them so much played live, though.) I've been listening to it over and over again at work over the past couple of days...and right now as a matter of fact.
"Behind every desire
is another one
waiting to be liberated
when the first ones sated."
Tonight I'm going to see Sky Cries Mary at the Audioasis show at the High Dive. I'm looking forward to it lots. I haven't been to an Audioasis show in a long while, and Sky Cries Mary is one of those bands I've had on my Must See Someday list.
Speaking of must sees, my movie buff friend WC brought Harold and Maude over the other night. It's one that always seems to appear on lists of Top Movies of All Time, so I was interested to check it out. It was cute, but I didn't love it. WC totally predicted that Harold and Maude would end up sleeping together, and I was all, "no, no, no." But then, he was right! I was surprised. I just didn't see the relationship heading that direction. I think that was the main issue that prevented me from loving it, because I usually adore quirky movies. It's not that I don't buy that there could be a sexual attraction between two people with a vast age difference; I just didn't feel like a sexual chemistry existed between these two characters. It didn't feel natural to the story, so it kind of lost me at that point. I think knowing the WC is going to be good for my movie education, though.
I'm doing pretty well with my French lessons, although I'm moving pretty slowly through the program at this point. At lunch time during the week, you can usually find me in my office repeating words like "Malade!" over and over again to my computer screen. Good times.
Oh, Mols and Trav are leaving Tahoe on the 8th and heading this direction. It sounds like they plan to settle in Portland, and I'll love having them closer. Zozo keeps insisting on "Go see Bacon!" so I hope to see them here very soon.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
!!!!!!
The song Falling Slowly from Once is nominated for an Oscar. So awesome. Yay!
Although, no nomination for Joe Wright for Atonement. I don't know how this can be. It's clear this movie was so carefully and beautifully directed, especially during the lengthy beach/boardwalk scene near the end. It was eerie and uncomfortable and gorgeous and insane, totally capturing, at least in my imagination, the madness of war and the brokenness that's left after the fighting is done.
Also, down with the use of the word sammies! Me no likey. And I'm not the only one. As Monice says, "This is not ok!" We have a Facebook page dedicated to words we despise, and this one is near the top of the list. Moist is and will always be #1 though. Moist. Yuck!
Although, no nomination for Joe Wright for Atonement. I don't know how this can be. It's clear this movie was so carefully and beautifully directed, especially during the lengthy beach/boardwalk scene near the end. It was eerie and uncomfortable and gorgeous and insane, totally capturing, at least in my imagination, the madness of war and the brokenness that's left after the fighting is done.
Also, down with the use of the word sammies! Me no likey. And I'm not the only one. As Monice says, "This is not ok!" We have a Facebook page dedicated to words we despise, and this one is near the top of the list. Moist is and will always be #1 though. Moist. Yuck!
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
In the world of Megan, the burning ritual that followed a delicious dinner at Luau (SO GOOD!) on New Year's Eve was excellent. We did not go to jail, because I offered up my back patio and a pot lined with foil as a safer place for the ritual. And, really, after further consideration, I think we agreed that time in the clink would most likely cancel out all the clearing of bad vibes anyway. Plus, how much clearing can you actually do if you're sitting there worried about getting nabbed by the fuzz for furtively setting fire at the Troll?
I kept telling peeps I was going to burn some shit for New Year's, and the response to this was overwhelmingly positive. Pretty much everyone was on board with the idea, wanting to do something similar themselves, or had stories about their own experiences. It's been a fun, yet unexpected, conversation starter, and I've loved chatting about it with peeps. The process itself was interesting. I started going through my stuff a day or so beforehand, and of course experienced a whole array of emotions as I read over, and kinda even relived in my mind, the things I was letting go. I felt the love, the joy of loving, confusion, sadness, loss, anger, clarity, gratitude, and, finally, total acceptance for all that is. I thought it might be difficult to actually let go of my work, but I kept surprisingly little. And, when the time came and all was gone, I noticed a perceptible shift. I felt peace and appreciation for these people and the things that happened, as they helped guide me to knowing my true self. Although, honestly, I think there will be scars tender to the touch for quite a while, I don't think I'll feel compelled to pick at them very often anymore. That is goodness.
Then, I drank some champagne and felt overwhelmingly happy to be in the moment of understanding, strength, and confidence that I will come out the other side of whatever happens.
I saw P.S. I Love You and Juno recently. Really liked both. I thought P.S. I Love You might end up too much girlie movie for even me (it was over two hours), but it was actually full of hilarious moments and hot men. I rolled my eyes only a few times.
I kept telling peeps I was going to burn some shit for New Year's, and the response to this was overwhelmingly positive. Pretty much everyone was on board with the idea, wanting to do something similar themselves, or had stories about their own experiences. It's been a fun, yet unexpected, conversation starter, and I've loved chatting about it with peeps. The process itself was interesting. I started going through my stuff a day or so beforehand, and of course experienced a whole array of emotions as I read over, and kinda even relived in my mind, the things I was letting go. I felt the love, the joy of loving, confusion, sadness, loss, anger, clarity, gratitude, and, finally, total acceptance for all that is. I thought it might be difficult to actually let go of my work, but I kept surprisingly little. And, when the time came and all was gone, I noticed a perceptible shift. I felt peace and appreciation for these people and the things that happened, as they helped guide me to knowing my true self. Although, honestly, I think there will be scars tender to the touch for quite a while, I don't think I'll feel compelled to pick at them very often anymore. That is goodness.
Then, I drank some champagne and felt overwhelmingly happy to be in the moment of understanding, strength, and confidence that I will come out the other side of whatever happens.
I saw P.S. I Love You and Juno recently. Really liked both. I thought P.S. I Love You might end up too much girlie movie for even me (it was over two hours), but it was actually full of hilarious moments and hot men. I rolled my eyes only a few times.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
I'm so excited! I won tickets to go see The Swell Season(!!!) at the Good Shephard Center for an Artist's Den performance this Sunday! Since I am still so totally and completely in love with Once, my friend Jen and I are going to go see the movie again right before the show. I can barely contain my happiness over getting to see Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova perform the songs live! I keep doing little happy chair dances. Although I'm not too thrilled about going to a performance that's being filmed for TV. Me no likey that aspect, but I am super thrilled about the Grey Goose martinis that are part of the deal. :)
I saw Lars and the Real Girl with one of my partners in crime the other night. It was a really sweet movie with lots of good laughs. It had a couple of over the top moments in terms of sweetness, but I still recommend.
AND, last night after being at work until about 9pm, I went home and crashed in front of the TV and ended up watching the season premiere of Nip Tuck. Now, I'd been a fan of Nip Tuck for the first couple of seasons, and then it sort of lost me. I went into season five with low expectations from the couch. I'm happy to report that THEY ARE BACK, BABY! They've moved to LA, they've upped the funny, there were lots of great cameos, and the show no longer seems to be taking itself the least bit seriously, which is working for them. I'm looking forward to seeing how it progresses from here.
Oh. Happy Halloween! I have no costume.
I saw Lars and the Real Girl with one of my partners in crime the other night. It was a really sweet movie with lots of good laughs. It had a couple of over the top moments in terms of sweetness, but I still recommend.
AND, last night after being at work until about 9pm, I went home and crashed in front of the TV and ended up watching the season premiere of Nip Tuck. Now, I'd been a fan of Nip Tuck for the first couple of seasons, and then it sort of lost me. I went into season five with low expectations from the couch. I'm happy to report that THEY ARE BACK, BABY! They've moved to LA, they've upped the funny, there were lots of great cameos, and the show no longer seems to be taking itself the least bit seriously, which is working for them. I'm looking forward to seeing how it progresses from here.
Oh. Happy Halloween! I have no costume.
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