These are the posts for Wednesday, the 18th day of January in the year 2006 of the common era.
K-I-Double-L him, by God.
Wrong is Right bills itself as comedy, but it works better as a mediocre spy thriller with occasional bursts of humor. It largely fails as a comedy because, for the most part, it’s often hard to tell at what they were aiming their humor. As political satire, it’s too broad and too tame to be effective.
This list… is an absolute good. The list is life. All around its margins lies the gulf.
I first saw Schindler’s List in the theater a few months into its initial run and just days before its sweep at the Oscars. When it was over, I witnessed something I’d not seen much in years of movie going. As the credits rolled and the lights came up, the audience filed out in an almost reverent silence, like mourners leaving a state funeral. Clearly, the film had the same impact on everyone else in the theater that it had on me.
He got what he deserved, in my opinion. The tragedy of it was taking the girl with him.
There is a certain type of mental illness, the primary symptom being a tendency, almost childlike in its innocence of the harsh realities of nature, to identify animals with human values and emotions. At its most benign stage, the victim might find himself living among a flock of parrots in San Francisco. However, as the affliction grows more acute and starts to attack the reasoning centers of the brain, the unfortunate person joins groups like PETA. When all higher brain functions are destroyed, the victim will gravitate to terrorist groups like the Animal Liberation Front. When this disease reaches its terminal stage, the afflicted gets eaten by a bear.
