Weekend Update
Google Video owns me.
Russian ClimbingAction starts at about two minutes, for the ADD set. This guy needs a movie deal, stat!
Visa: Priceless banned commercial Not Safe for Work.
Banned XBOX commercial Why oh why is life not this fun?
German engineering vs. OMG TERRARIST!!!1 technology I'm pretty sure this shouldn't crack me up so much.
I was wandering past the "New Arrivals" section at the library when I saw this little book, about the size of my hand, next to Life's Journeys by Mr. Rogers.
I had to grab it immediately. On Bullshit by Professor of Philosophy Emeritus at Princeton University, Harry G. Frankfurt, is a single essay that starts out "One of the most salient features of our culture is that there is so much bullshit. Everyone knows this. Each of us contriubtes his fair share." It's one of the best essays I've read in years. You can pick up a used copy for $6.00 at Amazon. Buy it, read it, give it as gifts.
I did go see Casanova Thursday night. It was sort of amusing but if it was supposed to be a historical farce like, oh, say, Young Einstein (one of my favorites!), then Casanova wasn't nearly silly enough. If it was supposed to be a historically accurate movie, it was entirely too silly. God, all I could think of was "keep that pox-ridden idiot's yard well covered by sheep gut, luv." This is what I get for reading The Baroque Cycle before seeing an 18th Century period piece.
I did enjoy the character of Giacomo Casanova. Heath Ledger was a bit young-seeming to fill those famous boots but he was quite charming. I adored Casanova' manservant played by Omid Djalili. Also, the Oliver Platt was strong in this one, monkeygirldiva. The trouble was when all the fun hijinks like raiding the convent stopped and the "real" plot started up. The feminist girl Casanova decides he can't live without is a bit difficult to believe. Jeremy Irons did his best as the angry Grand Inquisitor replete with butch-cut horse-hair periwig dyed a bizarre orange, but it was a difficult thing to watch. So if he wasn't supposed to be the terrifying version of the Inquisition but the bumbling idiot version, why on earth would he not say "Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition!"? I so wanted to hear it said. By the end I had lost touch with why I liked most of the characters in the beginning. Too bad. It's an okay movie as far as costume comedies go, but, well, I'm not too sure how I feel about costume comedies. Good date movie, not much else.
And finally, Further Proof that the Children are Indeed Ours:
Gabby: "I hate that game!"
Claire: "You're such a hater."
Mia: "yeah, hater."
Gabby: "Mom! The Sisters are saying I'm a hater!"
Russian ClimbingAction starts at about two minutes, for the ADD set. This guy needs a movie deal, stat!
Visa: Priceless banned commercial Not Safe for Work.
Banned XBOX commercial Why oh why is life not this fun?
German engineering vs. OMG TERRARIST!!!1 technology I'm pretty sure this shouldn't crack me up so much.
I was wandering past the "New Arrivals" section at the library when I saw this little book, about the size of my hand, next to Life's Journeys by Mr. Rogers.
I had to grab it immediately. On Bullshit by Professor of Philosophy Emeritus at Princeton University, Harry G. Frankfurt, is a single essay that starts out "One of the most salient features of our culture is that there is so much bullshit. Everyone knows this. Each of us contriubtes his fair share." It's one of the best essays I've read in years. You can pick up a used copy for $6.00 at Amazon. Buy it, read it, give it as gifts.
I did go see Casanova Thursday night. It was sort of amusing but if it was supposed to be a historical farce like, oh, say, Young Einstein (one of my favorites!), then Casanova wasn't nearly silly enough. If it was supposed to be a historically accurate movie, it was entirely too silly. God, all I could think of was "keep that pox-ridden idiot's yard well covered by sheep gut, luv." This is what I get for reading The Baroque Cycle before seeing an 18th Century period piece.
I did enjoy the character of Giacomo Casanova. Heath Ledger was a bit young-seeming to fill those famous boots but he was quite charming. I adored Casanova' manservant played by Omid Djalili. Also, the Oliver Platt was strong in this one, monkeygirldiva. The trouble was when all the fun hijinks like raiding the convent stopped and the "real" plot started up. The feminist girl Casanova decides he can't live without is a bit difficult to believe. Jeremy Irons did his best as the angry Grand Inquisitor replete with butch-cut horse-hair periwig dyed a bizarre orange, but it was a difficult thing to watch. So if he wasn't supposed to be the terrifying version of the Inquisition but the bumbling idiot version, why on earth would he not say "Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition!"? I so wanted to hear it said. By the end I had lost touch with why I liked most of the characters in the beginning. Too bad. It's an okay movie as far as costume comedies go, but, well, I'm not too sure how I feel about costume comedies. Good date movie, not much else.
And finally, Further Proof that the Children are Indeed Ours:
Gabby: "I hate that game!"
Claire: "You're such a hater."
Mia: "yeah, hater."
Gabby: "Mom! The Sisters are saying I'm a hater!"