the press was to serve the governed, not the governors
i feel like i should post. hi flist. :D i got my tire fixed for the princely sum of $25, and now one of my brake lights is apparently busted. >.< one of the guys on my curling team noticed last night and emailed me to let me know. if it's not one thing it's another. sigh.
we won last night, tho. that was nice. it was a pretty close game, too.
my sister and i saw the post on saturday and i liked it! altho as my sister pointed out, when you see a movie with meryl streep or tom hanks, you're always aware that you're watching meryl street or tom hanks. they don't quite disappear into their characters. still a good movie, tho. i think it's less about what the choice is - whether or not the washington post should publish its story about the pentagon papers - and more about what that choice says. and it's a little bit about a woman taking her place in the male-dominated halls of power, and what she has to push against to get there. it has a bunch of actors i didn't recognize, and stark sands! who's on screen for like fifteen seconds and barely looks old enough to drink. he must have a painting in his attic, i swear.
the only thing, and you may feel free to laugh at me, was meryl streep's shoes. i don't know if she's particularly short, if tom hanks is particularly tall, or if kay graham was particularly tall, but there were a couple scenes where meryl was wearing platform heels that were anachronistic enough to push me out of the story. towards the end of the movie she's wearing these incredibly 21st-century beige-ish patent leather pumps with spike heels and at least two inches of platform, and she can barely walk in them. and i just mentally facepalmed, because the rest of the costumes are really good and historically appropriate. and then you have meryl in her patent leather stripper shoes. just... no.
it's a good, well-done movie aside from that, tho. and super timely.
previews included mamma mia 2, which looked cute and unnecessary, and winchester, which looked like your basic haunted-house movie and therefore disappointing, helen mirren and jason clarke notwithstanding.
in other news, work is work and i met the cutest dog on the bus on saturday. his name was happy and his people already had an old, blind akita, and got happy to keep the akita company. it worked out so well they got the cat a kitten.
TINY EGG ON TOAST. and check out all these tiny baked goods. because doesn't everyone need some tiny breakfast in their life?
we won last night, tho. that was nice. it was a pretty close game, too.
my sister and i saw the post on saturday and i liked it! altho as my sister pointed out, when you see a movie with meryl streep or tom hanks, you're always aware that you're watching meryl street or tom hanks. they don't quite disappear into their characters. still a good movie, tho. i think it's less about what the choice is - whether or not the washington post should publish its story about the pentagon papers - and more about what that choice says. and it's a little bit about a woman taking her place in the male-dominated halls of power, and what she has to push against to get there. it has a bunch of actors i didn't recognize, and stark sands! who's on screen for like fifteen seconds and barely looks old enough to drink. he must have a painting in his attic, i swear.
the only thing, and you may feel free to laugh at me, was meryl streep's shoes. i don't know if she's particularly short, if tom hanks is particularly tall, or if kay graham was particularly tall, but there were a couple scenes where meryl was wearing platform heels that were anachronistic enough to push me out of the story. towards the end of the movie she's wearing these incredibly 21st-century beige-ish patent leather pumps with spike heels and at least two inches of platform, and she can barely walk in them. and i just mentally facepalmed, because the rest of the costumes are really good and historically appropriate. and then you have meryl in her patent leather stripper shoes. just... no.
it's a good, well-done movie aside from that, tho. and super timely.
previews included mamma mia 2, which looked cute and unnecessary, and winchester, which looked like your basic haunted-house movie and therefore disappointing, helen mirren and jason clarke notwithstanding.
in other news, work is work and i met the cutest dog on the bus on saturday. his name was happy and his people already had an old, blind akita, and got happy to keep the akita company. it worked out so well they got the cat a kitten.
TINY EGG ON TOAST. and check out all these tiny baked goods. because doesn't everyone need some tiny breakfast in their life?