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2 movies. Partly because we're prioritizing season 2 of Breaking Bad, which we're about halfway through. I was right that the first season mostly sets the table for the meth hitting the fan in s2. The show really hits its stride, it may be the best thing on TV that I'm currently watching. More on this when we finish the season. The Dead Girl This was very good, I recommend it. A drama from a couple years ago, it begins with a young woman's body found in the desert. The movie is told in five chapters from the point of view of different characters whose lives are affected, some who knew the dead girl and others who did not. That could sound gimmicky but it isn't really. Various roles are played by Toni Collette, Rose Byrne, Brittany Murphy, and Marcia Gay Harden, who are all quite good. On a side note, I keep noticing Toni Collette getting cast as characters who are supposed to be seen as unattractive. Really? Only in the movies, man. Fight Club Previously unseen by us, yes that's correct. We now have to resign our membership in the Never Seen Fight Club Club. Which leaves only five Mongolian goat herders as active members. Sorry, guys. (I have, however, still never seen Titanic. Go me.) So what do I have to say about this? Um, mostly that I should have seen it ten years ago, when it was all part of the zeitgeist and stuff. It's weird for a movie from 1999 to seem almost dated. (I had the same sensation when I finally saw The Matrix, long after every other sentient human on Earth.) Not the movie's fault, of course, but it was next to impossible to separate the it from all the cultural whatnot that hangs off it. Also, because it's so much entered the culture, we knew going in about the big reveal late in the movie. That can't have helped. So. I dunno. It was never boring, and frequently funny, but I may be in Roger Ebert's camp of not entirely getting it. And the whole thing of seizing the day and reclaiming one's life or vitality or whatever by purposely getting punched in the face repeatedly--which the movie seems to take seriously--um, no. In conclusion, I'm glad I finally saw it, but I suspect that for me the essential David Fincher film will always be Zodiac. Lola update: Miss cat seems to be doing fine, we give her antibiotics (which she loathes) twice a day, more followup x-rays to come, but she does seem to be past the worst of it. Oh, and a word about timing. We got Lola on May 15, 2004 (I'm blessed/cursed to remember such things), so this May was five years we've had her. She went into the hospital on May 14. Also, May 18? Was our 6th anniversary. Lola's outlook appeared bleak on the day. We did nothing. Didn't even exchange cards we'd already bought until the following Saturday. Finally, you might recall Lola came home on a Friday. That was good, aside from the obvious reason, because on the Sunday two days hence we went to a play called The Lieutenant of Inishmore. This is a very violent (seriously; splatter-movie violent) black comedy about Irish terrorism whose plot revolves around a murdered cat. I couldn't make this stuff up. Post a comment in response: |
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