Friday, March 30, 2007

Elite Sports Ribbon Cutting Ceremony

I attended Jacon and Jachin's Elite Sports Physical Therapy (ESPT) ribbon cutting ceremony yesterday and here are some pictures that I took. I don't know the names of any of the Chamber of Commerce people so I just make up the captions as I go. Some have captions, some do not. None of the commentary reflects the views of ESPT management. Trust me.

Jake, I have high res versions of these photos (and others) if you want them. I wouldn't send any clients or networking associates to this link. Especially not the drunk guy.

Jessica is the only Earthling worthy of wielding the enchanted giant scissors stolen from a dragon's lair. She "will not be toyed with."
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Byron Samuels, head of the Chamber of Commerce passes out non-descript black items. Yvette, Jachin, Jake, and Amanda all got one. Is it a coincidence that the four of them have since complained about deep migraines and claimed to have dreamt about terrifying images of the future? I think not.
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If classrooms across the nation were properly stocked with these types of utensils, we, as caring adults would never have to tell little kids to not run with scissors. Please, America. Do it for the children.

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Steve Marriott says this guy has been drinking red wine since 3pm. The ceremony started at 4pm. By 5:30 pm, he was throwing trash into the laundry basket and crying on people's shoulders about how he shouldn't have doubled down on a 7 and a 7 at Bay 101 the previous night. Here Yvette says, "umm... yeah, I'll have to check my schedule." Translation: "In your dreams, fruitcake."

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Here Mayme writes a poem with "slant rhymes". Slant rhymes are the lazy poet's excuse for not getting his 'rhyming wheel' from the desk upstairs. Mayme, don't be lazy.

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Brian Stucklemeir, president of the Fremont Elks Club poses with Jake. What? Oh. Did I say this guy's name was Byron Samuels? No, it's not the same guy. This is his identical hand twin. Who happens to also be his identical body twin.

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...Why guests stayed so long.
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Know Your Bible

I'm not a Bible Scholar but I know my Bible stories well enough.
Well enough to know this doesn't sound right:

Qwest senior vice president Diana Gowen conceded that the Denver-based company has its work cut out for it going up against AT&T and Verizon, but said Qwest's smaller size would make it more agile. "If you want to make it the David and Goliath story, we'll be the David and slay the dragon," she said.


Nice.

Monday, March 26, 2007

Peyton Manning and United Way

Peyton Manning is an all-around good guy. In addition to being a multiple league MVP and Super Bowl Champion quarterback, he always finds time to give back to the community.

Kids are the most important asset our country offers us. Peyton gets it.

Friday, March 23, 2007

300 (PG)

It's no secret that 300 was one of my favorite movies of the year.
Amid swirling controversy, 300 garnered praises from within the industry and earned millions (of dollars worth) of fans.

The only problem is I can't really share my enthusiasm for this movie with my kids because it's much too violent. Maybe this rated PG version will be OK to show them.

mmmmm cake.



Brush your teeth!!

"United 93" is Dishonest

Instead of following my usual method of reviewing movies, I will just cut to the chase about my opinion of United 93.

I’m still sitting on the couch in the same spot where I just finished watching the movie on DVD. I know the movie came out a while ago and a review now seems anachronistic at best, but if you haven’t seen it you can decide if you still want to or not after you read my review. Or even if you have already seen it, perhaps you can think back and re-evaluate what you felt after watching it way back when.

Here is why I didn’t like United 93.

While the facts of what happened on the plane have to be mostly conjecture since there were no survivors after the terrorists crashed the plane into the ground out of shear hatred, the ‘gaps’ in the tale that writer/director, Paul Greengrass needs to fill in are filled in with a certain neutrality that hides the truth behind the events of 9/11.

Sure, Greengrass may very well have gotten the timeline of events down perfectly, but there is a sterility in United 93 that causes the viewer to be numb to the horror of what the terrorists did that fateful day in 2001.

Greengrass casts very handsome Middle Eastern men to play the part of the four hijackers on United 93. The real terrorists weren’t especially ugly or anything, but they weren’t as handsome as the actors that played them. Casting is a very important part of movie making. The fact that (child molester) Roman Polanski chose a tall, blonde, chiseled actor to play the part of the “good” German soldier who helps our protagonist, the piano playing Szpilman, in 2002’s The Pianist helps us to recognize him as the good guy. Other “mean” German officers were played by short, bald actors like Detlev von Wangenheim. You could make the argument that Greengrass was just looking for good actors that have a likeness to the actual terrorists and this is what he came up with, but to me, there is definitely something to be said about the kindness and professional aura that the terrorist had that seems biased.

We start the movie watching these terrorists go through the routines that devout religious men supposedly go through – prayer, meditation, etc etc. Our experience with these terrorists becomes really sanitized because we’re not exposed to the horror of what they’d done. We never see the horror in the eyes of the citizens of New York as they stare up at the billowing smoke coming out of the North Tower. We don’t see the desperate people jumping out of the 90th story in order to escape from being cooked alive by the intense fuel fire, only to be liquefied on the rooftops of office buildings below. We don’t see that these hijackers are cut from the same mold as the folks that decapitate school girls because they go to a Catholic school instead of a Mosque.

Instead of showing us the evil that these hijackers harbor in their souls, we see them allow flight attendants to tend to the wounded with a very humanitarian compassion. Didn’t these guys just stab a plastic shank into the neck of that middle-aged American in the first place? In the real world, these hijackers would have let the innocent American bleed to death on the cabin floor like some halal butcher’s lambchop. Greengrass allows this scene in order to show us that these terrorists are compassionate people just like us. They are misguided religious zealots, sure, but they only hate us because – what? – because of our foreign policy or something, right?

Greengrass even has a short montage sequence that juxtaposes several passengers-turned-victims praying the Lord’s Prayer as they make peace with their imminent death and the prayers of the terrorist to their Allah. He does this in a fashion that speaks loudly enough that I can’t miss his point: Muslim extremists and Christians alike; you’re all fanatics and your religion has brought this to pass!

As if to further blur the lines between Islam and Christianity, Greengrass goes out of his way to translate the Arabic word spoken as “Allah” into subtitles that read “God”. Allah is the Muslim’s god, and he has a specific name: it’s “Allah”. To translate “Allah” to “God”, with a capital G, is like translating “Jesus Christ” into “the prophet”. The distinction between Allah and God is one that both Christians and Muslims clearer than anything. In fact, if Greengrass had tried to convince the hijackers that their Allah is the same as the Christian God, you’ll likely find yourself blindfolded with knives at your throat. It wouldn’t have cost anything to type the subtitles using “Praise Allah” instead of “Praise God”, but there is a deliberate choice there. The motives are clear.

Additionally, as the movie wears on, viewers get frustrated at the incompetence of the governmental institutions (NORAD, FAA, and the White House) in this time of crisis because the film deliberately highlights the complications and miscommunication that occurs all around the Eastern seaboard as different agencies scramble to figure out what to do. Certainly there will be a certain amount of confusion in a national crisis like what happened on 9/11, but look back to Pearl Harbor. A sneak attack is just that: sneaky! No one in 1941 blamed the US for being unprepared for a sneak attack. We blamed those who were responsible: the sneaky Japanese sneak-attackers! Why, then, must our current pop culturists push blame on America for what happened on 9/11? Why not blame those who perpetrated the murders instead of those who tried to prevent it?

As if blaming ourselves for the attacks and empathizing with the hijackers who attacked us wasn’t enough of a slap in the face, Greengrass deliberately edits the final sequence leading up to flight 93’s collision with the Pennsylvania plains into a ridiculous sequence of misplaced sympathy. Once the passengers decide to take back the flight, they bum rush the terrorists to try to regain control of the plane. The way they are portrayed made them seem like a pack of rabid dogs; bloodthirsty and animalistic. They kill the hijackers by blunt force trauma and breaking necks. They fight and they roar and shove like… well… like a group Muslims protesting Danish Mohammed cartoons. The viewer is manipulated and begins to root for the two surviving hijackers in the cockpit to accomplish their mission. Until you stop and think… wait. What? Accomplish their mission? And inner turmoil ensues.

Greengrass made an outstanding film in United 93. He takes factual events and reasonable speculation and makes a great dramatic piece out of it. The only problem is, he forges an image of 9/11 that doesn’t fit what really happened. We didn’t cause the attacks. They chose to attack us. We weren’t negligent in our defenses. We were ambushed. The passengers of United 93 weren’t just victims and they weren’t a maddening horde. They were heroes who knew that their sacrifice would spare additional American lives.

They paid the ultimate price for protecting their fellow citizens and their memory should not be tainted by a sideways tale that sympathizes with our nation’s current greatest mortal enemy.

And to add insult to injury, Greengrass ends the movie with the words: Dedicated to the memories of all the people who lost their lives on September 11, 2001.

No, Paul. This movie wasn’t dedicated to all who lost their lives. It was dedicated to the four hijackers of United Airlines Flight 93. The other innocents that died that day don’t want their memories tainted by your crooked tale.

Thursday, March 22, 2007

Upgrade to First Class

When I travel by air, I'm used to flying "economy" or (the etymologically ambiguos term) "coach" as many call it.
But it's good to know that if I wanted to upgrade to First Class, all I have to do is keel over dead. What?

A woman died on a British Airway flight and was moved from economy to first class...

The first-class passenger, Paul Trinder, told the Sunday Times newspaper that he was sleeping during a February flight from India and woke up when the crew placed the dead woman in an empty seat near him.
"I didn't have a clue what was going on. The stewards just plonked the body down without saying a thing. I remember looking at this frail, sparrow-like woman and thinking she was very ill," the newspaper quoted Trinder as saying. "When I asked what was going on, I was shocked to hear she was dead."

This is so weird to me. It never occured to me that people die in their sleep all the time and since a majority of airplane passengers spend some amount of time sleeping on their flights, someone's bound to cash in their ticket - so to speak - in midair.
British Airways said in a statement that about 10 passengers die each year in flight and that while each situation is dealt with on an individual basis, safety is paramount.

Crazy.
source

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Zoo Keeper Turned Executioner?

Animal rights activists are psycho.

Meet Knut, the Berlin Zoo-born polar bear.
(forgive the annoying Dallas theme song.)



Knut, the first polar bear to be born in captivity at the Berlin Zoo, was initially ignored by its mother and so zookeepers started caring for and nursing him. He is healthy and doing well. But get this:

Animal rights activists have been enraged. On the front page of newspapers, they have argued nature should have taken its course – better a lethal injection than a bottle-fed Knut, in danger of losing his inner bear.


"The zoo must kill the bear," said spokesman Frank Albrecht. "Feeding by hand is not species-appropriate but a gross violation of animal protection laws."

I can imagine a crazy, bearded, homeless Berkeley guy running around the streets saying, "kill all pet parrots! They are not supposed to be in captivity!" and I'd just roll my eyes and keep walking. This is on that same order.

Something about a liberals' outlook of the world just screams culture of death. From being anamored with euthenasia and abortion to killing polar bear cubs for no reason, liberals are just plain nutty.

MORE HERE>>>

Deer Donger Convicted

Remember THIS POST about the guy who I called the Deer Donger? (Yes, he had sex with a deer... a dead deer carcass. Nice.)

Brian James Hathaway, the alleged deer donger has been upgraded to convicted deer donger.

A 20-year-old Superior man received probation after he was convicted of having sexual contact with a dead deer.The sentence also requires Bryan James Hathaway to be evaluated as a sex offender and treated at the Institute for Psychological and Sexual Health in Duluth, Minn.

I suppose it's hard to beat the "this-guy-clearly-needs-help" argument, but I think this guy needs more than just some treatment and probation.

I didn't realize this before, but according to the latest report, Hathaway once killed a horse for the purpose of having sex with it. Don't think for a second that this guy won't do something like this again. Maybe next time to a human.

“The type of behavior is disturbing,” Judge Michael Lucci said. “It’s disturbing to the public. It’s disturbing to the court.”

I'll say.

Behead Her or Sell Her Drugs?

Which crime do you think deserves a worse punishment: Beheading Christian schoolgirls or bringing drugs into Indonesia?

Well, in Indonesia, Muslim terrorists that beheaded schoolgirls have been sentenced to 14-20 years in prison. (remember: these are SCHOOL CHILDREN!) Meanwhile, six Australian nationals have been sentenced to death for bringing drugs into Indonesia.

The evil bastards that did THIS only get 20 years!?

What is this world coming to?
Aussies. Terrorists.

Tom Cruise is Chatty

Imagine I call you to tell you something but you're not home to answer the phone (or maybe you are but you don't want to hear what I have to say.) Now imagine your answering machine picks up and I leave a message. Oh, I dunno... maybe about 30-seconds long.

I say something like, "you should come to our special meeting on Saturday. I haven't seen you in a while. There is a potluck afterward so bring something and have lunch with us." Plus some other pleasantries like, "how've you been?", or "let's go watch a movie soon", or some other nicety.

Then I hang up. But imagine then I call again in about three minutes. Then I say, "oh, I forgot to tell you. The special meeting starts at 10am and there is meditation right after that." Maybe I add in another little anecdote like, "I drove past your house the other day. Your lawn looks really green. Remind me to ask you about how you keep it looking so healthy." Then I hang up.

But then, in three minutes, I call again. "Are you going to come on Saturday? Let me know if you need a ride." click.

3-minutes later... "Yeah, so if you have any special preferences as far as food is concerened, call me and tell me so I will be sure to bring a dish you'll love. Cheerio!" click.

3 minutes: "oh. yeah. So... ummm... what will you wear? I don't want to wear the same thing that you wear. That would be creepy. Don't you think? Call me." click.

3 min: "Did you call me? Sorry, I was on the phone and I don't have call waiting so I'm not sure if I missed your call. Anyway... call me." click.

3 min: "So check this out... I'm totally like, embarrassed! I don't even think you have my phone number. How can you have called me? I'm so stupid sometimes. I swear. Ha ha ha ha. OK. See ya." click.

3 min: "My phone number is 789-4561. Let me know about Saturday mkay? buh." click.

4 min: "that's a 310 area code, by the way. bye. Let me know if you need a ride. Oh wait. I already said that, huh? Sorry for repeating myself. heh. What's more annoying than a guy repeating himself? Funny. OKbye." click.

3 min: "hey, dude. Sorry for calling back again. Can you give me your cell number? I'm pretty sure you're not home so in the future it might be better that I just call your cell, you know? So I don't leave like 18 messages on your machine or something. ha ha ha. That'd be funny. 18 messages... OK.... see you. On Saturday." click.

3 min: "Did you talk to Katie? Cuz Katie said you were interested in going to church but didn't know when the service started... Katie should know so she should have told you. That's kinda weird. Well, anyway, you know now, right? It's 10am. See you. Let me know if you need a ride." click.

5 min: "I just realized that I said 10 am... it's actually 10:30 am. I mean they open the doors at 10 am but there is some singing and stuff that happens before the actual sermon starts... so if you want to just catch the sermon portion, that's probably more like 10:30 am. Or 10:20. So anyway... I just didn't want you to show up and be all, 'dude. what's all this singing?' and stuff, you know? Alright. Talk to you later." click.

5 minutes: "Come to think of it, it might be better to just arrive in time for the start. So... yeah... so it starts at 10. I'll give you a ride if you need one. Just call me and let me know." click.

5 minutes: "Or you can email me. My email is 2shrt2cute62 at yahoo dot com. Or you can just call. That might be easier. If you email I might not get it in time, you know? I don't check email that often. I usually spend a lot of time on my model airplanes. I just got this one that is a 1/16th scale Japanese Zero. It's pretty cool. Good detail work in the cockpit and landing gear. Do you want to see it? You can come over if you want. Just maybe... you know... wear a flea collar on your wrist.... yeah... I got this flea problem. I think it's from the stray raccoons that I caught. They're just skins now so the fleas should go away soon. Anyway... so yeah. You can call or email. It's up to you." click

1 minute later: "Just call me. I have my phone right here. I'll just clip it to my belt here... that way I won't miss your call." click

8 minutes later: "I just called Katie. She says your home. She said she just dropped off some table runners for your 'party'. Are you throwing a party this weekend? When I asked you when it starts you said it was cancelled. What's going on? Are you avoiding me? Why are you avoiding me? Look: Don't forget, I came to your wedding and brought you some really nice crystal stuff… it was expensive. The crystal pyramids and the special instructions weren't just for anybody – they were for people who I thought were good friends. I can't understand why you won't pick up the phone. I know you're home. I know it! Pick up! I know you can hear me!… VICTORIA! PICK UP THE PHONE!! [...] Look, just come to the meeting on Saturday, OK? We'll talk then." click

1 minute later: "Hey, sorry I went all crazy. I'll see you soon. […] Saturday. I'd better see you there. […] OK. Bye." click.


Now imagine that you're Victoria Beckham and I'm Tom Cruise. 18 calls in one hour. That's how crazy I am.

"Victoria is sick and tired of Tom being on her back about Scientology," says the source. "Victoria is an old-fashioned British woman who believes in God. She finds it quite rude that Tom is bugging her so much. Not too long ago, Tom left 18 messages in one hour to get them to join the church."

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Happy Birthday, Bruce Willis

Yesterday, March 19th, was Bruce Willis' birthday.

Elephant Larry made this clever birthday montage for Bruce.
Enjoy it at ElephantLarry.com or from YouTube (below.)



Fun!

French Canadians are "Raciste"

Parti Québécois leader, André Boisclair, called Asians "slanty-eyed gooks".

OK, not exactly, but sort of.

He said, recently, of his experience at Harvard, "I was surprised to see that on campus, about one-third of the students doing their bachelor degrees had les yeux bridés."

"Les yeux bridés" is French for "the slanting eyes". Apparently, it's not a derogatory French coloquialism, but when translated into English, overly sensitive contrarians view it as extremely politically incorrect and racist.

I think it sort of sounds racist, but I'm not that offended by it.
Frankly, I don't even know what stereotype Boisclair is referring to.


Hat tip to Angry Asian Man.

Monday, March 19, 2007

He-Man and the Masters of the Universe

The long awaited He-Man movie is green-lit. (Long-awaited by whom seems like a bigger story, Fan Boy, but read on anyway.)

According to Moviehole.net this interview with Adam Rifkin reveals that a full-blown He-Man is in the works with Fox 2000 and Mattel.

Tallstar Asks : Hello Adam, Can you give us an idea what direction you went on the script for “He-Man and the Masters of the Universe”? It has been stated that Fox 2000 handed the project back to Mattel, but now its listed as an 'upcoming' project. Has there been some renewed interest? Thanks!

Adam : Legally I’m not allowed to say much concerning HE-MAN, however I can say this: HE-MAN is a movie that’s definitely going to be made! Where and with whom are all pretty top secret at present, but when the shroud of mystery is finally lifted I can promise you, HE-MAN fans will not be disappointed.

So, if you're interested in seeing how they make Skeletor NOT look like a laytex/foam-rubber faced, Karate Kid high-school goon, stay tuned. Otherwise, just file this news under "things to roll your eyes at - like when comic book geeks start arguing about Silver Surfer versus Galactus".

PC Game Nerds are Cool

Quick vid for you...



OK. Now back to work.

Friday, March 16, 2007

Car Crash Montage

Here is a compilation of various car crashes.
If you're squeamish, a vegetarian, or a cute-animal-lover, you won't like the clip at the :57 mark. I call it "Mercedes Introduces the Jack(ed) Rabbit".

Also, the last clip of the montage is pretty brutal. It's not for the weak-stomached.
Note to self: If and when you take up jogging again, don't do it on a race track.

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Rosie O'Donnell Loves Terrorists, Not Facts

It's a self-fulfilling prophecy. Just yesterday I was weary that giving Rosie her own label would result in more and more unwanted Rosie posts. And lo, here we are.

On today's episode of The View, Rosie basically turns one of the biggest developments in our war on terror into an opportunity to espouse her hate for America. She's quite the opportunist.

Khalid Sheikh Mohammed confessed to being the mastermind behind several (31 in all) terrorist attacks including 9/11. For a long time our intelligence community has suspected this to be true, but to finally get a signed confession (here at the TheSmokingGun.com) is a huge step toward convicting this piece of trash.

Rosie, however, remains dubious. She claims he confessed because we tortured him to force a confession and stood tall to defend this guy.

"They are treated like animals. They have hoods over their heads." she says. (What?!)


"...this man for whatever he did or didn’t do, he is not the be all, end all of terrorism in America. And our government has not found the answer in this one man."

Rosie implies that we have mistreated Khalid by showing a picture of him and saying, "doesn't he look healthy?" Note to Rosie: that's the picture we took of him when we captured his cowardly, hairy behind back in 2004. He always looks like a drunken Super Mario - it's not his 3-squares-a-day that caused his disheveled appearance (pictured here.)

I have to admit, though, if we put hoods on his head, his hair might get mussed.

Rosie says about his confession; "he said it after he had a hood on his head and [had] been beaten to death." Elisabeth Hasselbeck replies incredulously, "do you know that he had a hood on his head and was beaten to... [?!] he's still alive!..."

Incidentally, I'm becoming more and more of a fan of Elisabeth Hasselbeck, the token conservative on The View. While Rosie rants her incredible fantasies and blames President Bush for the attacks and then blames President Bush for getting a confession out of the guy who planned the attacks, Hasselbeck proclaims emphatically, "I am a fan of the Patriot Act. It has kept us safe since 9/11. Do you know how many attacks have been prevented because of the Patriot Act?" Good for her.

Three cheers for Hasselbeck; three jeers for O'Donnell.

You can see the videos here at HotAir.com.
Email Barbara Walters to tell her what you think of Rosie.

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Rosie O'Donnell Doesn't Like American Idol

Rosie O'Donnell, for whatever strange reason, is always on my radar. I don't mean for her to be - I don't like her, I don't follow her, I don't Google search her or subscribe to her RSS feed. For whatever reason, O'Donnell is always popping up in front of me. I think it's because I am so diametrically opposed to everything she says and stands for that we are bound to discuss the same topics, albeit from opposite sides of the river.

Anyway, she shows up enough times in my blog that I've decided to giver her her own cross-reference label. See below and notice the new "Rosie O'Donnell" label. I'm sure I'll put it to good use.

The latest news about Rosie is that she is so out of touch with reality (that's not the news part) that she accuses American Idol of being sexist, racist, and weightist. Nigel Lythgoe, the shows producer, fires back that "viewers need only look at the show tonight to realize that ‘American Idol' constantly confirms to America that talent has nothing to do with weight or color."

Additionally, he said that "Ms. O'Donnell has, once again, spoken without thought or knowledge" - an oft repeated sentiment around these parts.

Nigel is right. Why would Rosie accuse of American Idol of being racist? The last time I looked, there were six white-ish looking people, five african american-ish looking people, and an Indian guy. In my estimation; two are thin and the rest are medium to heavy builds. What is Rosie talking about?

Rosie, in reply to Nigel, posted on her website,"Well, what can you say really? I call it as I see it." The problem is she sees the world through Rosie-colored glasses. That is to say, she's as blind as Queen is British.

Here's a random clip of Rosie hanging upside down.



She's insane.

Beat Boxing Madness

My favorite American Idol male contestant is Blake whats-his-face. (I watch the show, I'm not a stalker.) He does a great combo of pop singing and beat boxing for a very very unique blend of entertainment. He's a great performer.

As good as he is at beatboxing, he has nothing on this French Idol auditioner. Check it out...



Speaking of American Idol, what's the deal with Simon outing Ryan on national TV?! Crazy.

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Jennifer Hudson is a Diva

... and I don't mean "diva" as in, "goddess"; I mean "diva" as in, "demanding, high-strung, fussy, prima donna".

From Page Six:

Besides tangling last week with Simon Cowell of "American Idol," the show that gave the ungrateful diva her big break, the singer tried to back out of performing at Saturday's taping of the Soul Train Awards show in Los Angeles.
"Jennifer called Friday and said she couldn't make it," said our source. "Soul Train" producer Don Cornelius immediately called Clive Davis, the legendary J Records mogul who created the careers of Whitney Houston, Alicia Keyes and dozens of other artists.
"Clive called Jennifer and read her the riot act. He said, 'Get your ass out to L.A.' and then hung up on her."

The strong talk from her de facto boss evidently worked because "she showed up."


Read more at Page Six.
I originally gave Hudson the benefit of the doubt by thinking that she had forgotten to thank American Idol in her Oscar acceptance speech because of nerves or whatever. Now it's beginning to look like Hudson is just a big-headed diva.
When asked why she didn't thank AI for launching her career, she replied tursely, "If I'd been any better at my job when I was at Burger King in my middle teens, I wouldn't be here, either, so maybe I should thank them, too."
Agg. What a beeotch.

Friday, March 09, 2007

300 movie review

A movie adaptation of the Frank Miller’s graphic novel that is loosely based on the events surrounding 300 Spartan soldiers who famously defended the narrow pass at Thermopylae against the invading Persian army, 300 is more of a testosterone-filled music video with a plot than it is a full-fledged movie.

Don't misunderstand; I thought it was excellent and I thoroughly enjoyed it. It was a feast for the eyes whose visuals were more tantalizing than any movie I’ve seen this year.

I don’t really know Frank Miller’s politics, but based on some articles that I’ve read and blogged about, I tend to think Frank is more conservative than the rest of his peers in the entertainment industry. I’m pretty certain he had no intentions of making a political statement when he wrote and illustrated the original graphic novel but director/writer, Zack Snyder (Dawn of the Dead, 2004) seems to have leaked some political messaging into this movie, though he denies it.

Some say the movie parallels the war in Iraq where President Bush and his unstoppable US forces are mirrored by evil Xerxes and his invading forces. Me? I don’t see that at all – if anything, I see the Persian army as the modern-day Persian Empire (Iran, Syria, and neighboring middle-eastern countries) and democratic Sparta as the United States. That is a much better parallel, I think. I will go into that further.

The experience of going to watch a hot new movie on the night of the premiere is a familiar one to most teens. But for me, an aging father of two, it’s quite a daunting experience. My friend Andy and I initially planned on getting some dinner and then catching the IMAX screening at a nearby Cineplex. Of course, the long lines and unexpected crowds forced us to replace dinner with movie theater nachos instead. And in lieu of the IMAX experience – which was totally sold out – we settled for a ‘normal’ big-screen experience. The crowd, which was predominantly adolescent males just as the marketing experts at Warner Brothers predicted, remained surprisingly calm. There were some snickers here and there (more so during the pre-movie ads than during the movie) but for the most part, the night wasn’t filled with obnoxious chewing, talking, and snoring like many of my recent theater-going excursions have been. The crowd got a big laugh out of this ad in particular. The only other times we heard outbursts from the crowd were when our heroes did something we secretly yearned for them to do. When they finally do it, the payoff is pretty good and the crowd couldn't contain their applause and cheers. Can't blame 'em!

Side note before we get on to the review... how much would you pay for two nachos and two Cherry Cokes? $10? $12? $15? Maybe $19? Dude. I had to pay $21!! It's getting really out of hand. Retarded.

Anyway,... on to the review (see criteria here)

Legs 8/10
I can definitely watch this movie again. And again. The themes regarding loyalty, honor, discipline, and relentless vigor in the face of insurmountable odds are timeless and never get old. The effects, color treatment, and well-placed speed-ramping make the movie visually interesting again and again. This one is definitely worth a spot on your DVD shelf.

Mission 9/10
The mission here is clearly to entertain. Does it accomplish its mission? Totally.
Of course, there were a few plot points that were totally predictable, but because the movie gave so much of what audiences really want - total carnage and complete annihilation of the enemy - we're willing to forgive a few cliché one-liners, some 'loose' acting, and predictable story-telling.

Agenda 8/10
As previously mentioned, Snyder says there is no deliberate parallel between 300 and our current military struggle. But one cannot help but to make connections between the two. Even Snyder says comparisons are "unavoidable". Here are some connections that I saw while watching the movie:

- Persia is Persia/Middle East. Not a difficult stretch to make.

- In one of the early scenes, a Persian emissary comes to offer Leonidas, the King of Sparta, a deal. He says, "earth and water." Leonidas inquires about what that means and the emissary basically says that King Xerxes, the self-proclaimed Persian god of gods, lord of hosts, will allow Sparta to exist if Leonidas gives an offering of earth and water. In other words, surrender. Leonidas ponders for a moment and says quietly to himself, "Submission..." Most people don't know this, but the word "islam" is Arabic for "submission". Defying the long understood tradition of "don't shoot the messenger", Leonidas proceeds to kick the emissary and his guards into a deep well. To me, it's not a stretch to draw parallels between the ancient Persian army in this tale and the forces of modern-day Islamic extremists. Both are on an unrelenting quest for global domination and both have faced their greatest challenge in the free and noble democratic states of their time.

- Sparta, in its democratic infancy, is the glimmer of hope for a barbarous world. The law, order, and logic that Greece and its philosophers epitomize parallels the United States. It might be a little too nationalistic to claim America as the beacon of hope for all humanity, but... well... it is what it is.

- King Leonidas (President Bush) has to work against the council's (U.N.) recommendation in order to gather his forces (United States Military) to safe guard his beloved Sparta (U.S.) against invading forces (terrorists via four hijacked planes, thousands murdered, etc.)

- There's even a scene where Queen Gorgo (Lena Headey) discusses the threat of invading Islam... er... Persia and reiterates the cliché that "freedom isn't free".

- Theron (Dominic West, HBO's The Wire), a politician through and through, makes a deal with Xerxes and desires peaceful coexistence with the Persians (so long as its convenient and financially beneficial for him) much like the liberals of modern-day America who wish only to 'peacefully coexist' with our enemies. The only thing that Theron doesn't get is that slavery and subjugation is not peaceful coexistence.

The sentiments are pretty clear. Even if neither Snyder nor Miller intended it this way, the message is that the nobility of fighting for one's freedom against a relentless, ruthless enemy is never futile and the success of such a campaign requires the inner fortitude and sheer will to destroy the enemy at all personal cost. The continued survival of liberty and democracy depends on such a commitment.

Script 4/10
The script wasn't good. It was chock full of clichés and anachronistic vernacular. It lacked the sophistication that I'm used to hearing from British accents and period pieces like Rome or Pride and Prejudice. In fact, the script is so bad that most of the one-liners that are worth repeating were already in the trailer. And there are only two or three there.

Acting/Directing 5/10
The choreography and fight sequences were pretty cool. That's the only thing that helps bring the rating up from what I was going to offer it. Most of the dramatic acting is replaced by shouting and furrowed brows. Any dialogue between characters seemed like they belonged in comic book speech bubbles rather than on the silver screen. To be totally honest, if it weren't for the triumphant theme and the brilliant visuals, this movie would likely fail on this one factor alone. I think there might have been less than 1,000 words in the whole movie.

The worst actor in the whole movie - and there are a lot to choose from - is Rodrigo Santoro ("Paulo" from ABC's Lost) as Xerxes. They make him 8-feet tall and give him a digital voice deeper than Vin Diesel's. He does so little to make his presence felt on the screen that his face jewelry steals every scene that he's in.

Additionally, a good chunk of the film is narrated - and an even bigger chunk was slow-mo'ed for dramatic effect. Both techniques, narration and slow-mo, are crutches for poor story-telling. If I can't get the audience involved, I'll slow-mo it. Slow-mo always says, "look at me! I'm drama!" Narration by disembodied voices is also a method moviemakers use to move the story along without having to do any real storytelling.

Production 10/10
Although the movie is made for males 18-24 and a certain amount of gratuitous nudity finds its way on screen when it's totally unnecessary, the special effects, cg gore, and dismemberment actually work really well for a movie like this. Sure, it's a little more violent than it needs to be, but since it's so weak in its storytelling, the movie overcompensates with stunning composition, lighting, special effects, and 3D compositing. The movie looks fantastic - like a graphic novel come to life. I wonder where they got that idea.

Overall 8/10
300 was such a fun movie to watch and the heroes are great to root for. The underlying messages are universal and even if they don't allude to any specific current events, the idea of fighting for something you love and not relenting until you're dead is a noble idea that resonates with everyone. The script and story suffer from simplicity, but the overall aesthetic and visual experience is so intense and beautiful that we're willing to overlook its flaws.
I would recommend this movie to guys who are ready to ditch the romantic comedy, leave their wives and girlfriends at home, and get an infusion of testosterone. Bring your Buds and handguns because you'll want to just drink and fire guns while watching this comically violent male-bonding movie about honor, valor, and fighting for what you believe in.

Frustration is Funny

Frustration is one of the worst emotions to experience. Anger is just anger. It's kind of commonplace and, to be blunt, a bit boring. But anger, when coupled with a feeling that you can't do anything to either release or otherwise satiate your rage, is many factors worse.

Jealousy is not a fun emotion, but refocusing on contentment can control it.
Fear is not a fun emotion, but it's never as bad as frustration+fear because fear can be reasoned with. The frustration factor renders fear uncontrollable.

I'm not easily frustrated, but when my procrastination gets the better of me, it usually leads to some level of frustration. It's never fun.

But here are two videos of other people's frustration that is actually really funny. To me, anyway.

Here is a video of a guy testing the new Windows Vista voice recognition technology.
(One f-bomb. Otherwise safe for work. Long, 10+ minutes. after the first few minutes you'll get the gist)



Angry Video Game Nerd test the Nintendo Powerglove.
NSFW. Multiple f-bombs and other cuss words. But really funny.

Phylis Chesler Article

Phylis Chesler, secular Muslim writer and feminist, author of "The Death of Feminism" talks about the inherent and overlooked chauvinism of modern day Islam.

In America, my husband was proud that I was a natural-born rebel and free thinker. In Afghanistan, my criticism of the treatment of women and of the poor rendered im suspect, vulnerable. He mocked my horrified reactions. But I knew what my eyes and ears told me. I saw how poor women in chadaris were forced to sit at the back of the bus and had to keep yielding their place on line in the bazaar to any man.

I saw how polygamous, arranged marriages and child brides led to chronic female suffering and to rivalry between co-wives and half-brothers; how the subordination and sequestration of women led to a profound estrangement between the sexes — one that led to wife-beating, marital rape and to a rampant but hotly denied male “prison”-like homosexuality and pederasty; how frustrated, neglected and uneducated women tormented their daughter-in-laws and female servants; how women were not allowed to pray in mosques or visit male doctors (their husbands described the symptoms in their absence).

... Afghanistan had never been colonised. My relatives said: “Not even the British could occupy us.” Thus I was forced to conclude that Afghan barbarism was of their own making and could not be attributed to Western imperialism.

CLICK HERE for entire Times London article.

What do you think?

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

"Shift" Happens

I came across this video today. It is pretty thought-provoking.
The thought it provokes isn't "wow. we're in exciting times!" It's not even, "whoa... scary. we had better stay on top of things."
The thought it provokes is how empty and meaningless all of it is without the saving knowledge of Jesus Christ.

Put that in your 2028 $1000-human-brain-computation-surpassing laptop!

SEE THE VIDEO HERE or below

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

Babel Movie Review

Babel was a well-made, plotless and meandering tale of three families, all intricately tied together in ways they can’t even see but cannot deny.

I generally like these types of movies; movies that just explore human existence in its seemingly unremarkable journeys but at closer examination reveal depth that only the introspective and self-aware can truly appreciate. Other movies like this are American Beauty, The Station Agent, Friends with Money, Sideways, 21 Grams, and Basketball Diaries. These are all movies that don't have a plot in the traditional sense, but nevertheless, I enjoyed and appreciated(though, not necessarily agreed with) them. Babel is not unlike those movies because of that familiar unguided (maybe even misguided), meandering feel.


Babel, however, as some of the other movies I just referenced, does manage to squeeze in a few liberal talking points on the way to the Oscars. Babel does a good job of disguising these talking points about American foreign policy, gun control, and illegal immigration by surrounding these points with salient and realistic stories that engage and impassion the viewer. I’ll move onto the review (click here for the review criteria.)

Legs 8/10
I can definitely see myself tuning into Babel again and again after it goes to the cable movie networks. It’s one of those movies that you can engage at any particular point and only need a minimal amount of time to get caught up on what’s happening. Aside from that, director, Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu (21 Grams) a master at crafting multi-angled storylines, does an excellent job of keeping each scene from becoming monotonous so getting sucked in at any point in the story is quite likely.

Mission 9/10
As a drama that is less plot-driven than it is human-interest, Babel is an excellent movie. It never fails to keep the viewer from becoming calloused or indifferent about the characters and at each decision-making juncture, you find yourself wondering what will happen next or if the character did the right thing. The very definition of ‘drama’ defines the tale as a tale that concentrates on the actions and speech of characters rather than on events surrounding them, as in an action film, for instance. Babel is among 2006’s best dramas, in my opinion. (That, of course is nothing as compared to the Golden Globe’s and Oscars’ endorsements of the film.)

Agenda 6/10
While Inarritu manages to keep this movie from becoming a giant soapbox upon which he can shout to the world, there are still some subtle political messaging throughout. I’ll give you some examples without spoiling too much for those of you who have yet to watch the film:
- In the film, the news media are quick to point out that an “innocent” accidental shooting of an American tourist is immediately regarded as a terrorist act by the American government. This kind of hyperbole only serves to vilify the American foreign policymakers as hateful bigots, fast to jump to conclusions.
- When a boy is frustrated at the turmoil that a new rifle brings to his family’s quiet, mountain-goat-herding lifestyle, he repeatedly bashes the rifle against a rock as if to say, “cursed gun! You’ve brought nothing but turmoil to our family’s quiet, mountain-goat-herding lifestyle! Curse you! I shatter you to a thousand pieces!” The irony of such an act is that it is clear, by the director’s own storytelling, that the gun did nothing wrong. It was the boy’s inability to make good decisions that resulted in such turmoil for the family. In true left-wing gun-controller fashion, the responsibility of the person falls by the wayside and the gun is blamed for the unnecessary bloodshed. As the famous bumper sticker reads: Gun control is being able to hit your target.
- While the Mexican nanny in the movie had only good intentions at heart and had been a model ‘citizen’ living in San Diego for over 15 years, the treatment she received from unforgiving and unreasonable border patrol agents served only to pull our heartstrings toward compassion for the millions of illegals living in America today. Sure, this nanny seemed harmless enough. Her drunken, numbskull nephew was the cause of all her troubles. But you can’t escape the fact that she has been illegal for so many years. Had she been admitted into the States through proper channels, then none of the hardships would have taken place.

All in all, if you turn a blind eye to the political messaging, you can still enjoy the movie. But as I said, the messaging, while detectable by someone who is sensitive to it (like me), is pretty subtle and doesn’t appear preachy. Just sneaky.

Script 8/10
Frankly, I can’t really remember much of the dialogue in this film. I think more than half of it was subtitled and therefore difficult to judge. The story is pretty flawless in that there were no holes that I noticed and the way we bounced around on an achronistic timeline was tantalizing. The dialogue that did happen in English didn’t seem trite and it was reminiscent of real life. Most of the English dialogue that happened (between Brad Pitt and Cate Blanchett) revolved around a tragic incident to which we are not privy until much later in the movie. I think that kind of mystery and resistance to pandering bodes well for a film like this. Most scripts are all too eager to let you in on the protagonist’s checkered past or hidden relationship to the antagonist.
Acting/Directing 9/10
All of the actors were totally convincing in their roles (except maybe Pitt) because of their relatively anonymous faces. Perhaps other audiences from around the world recognize many of the international cast, but for me, the only two faces I recognized were the two A-List American actors. This sort of shattered the real-people-in-real-situations illusion. Other than that, the pacing, the acting, the staging, the editing, and the overall vibe of the movie were all very authentic to me.

Production 8/10
The multi-national shoots; the thoroughly convincing backdrops of Tokyo skylines, Moroccan mountainsides, Mexican villages and so one and so forth only reinforced the strong acting and script. In a movie like this, where special effects are not a factor, it is easy to overlook good production, but on-location shoots like the ones that make up over 90% of this movie, good production is king.

Overall 9/10
Despite the liberal undertones, I find it hard to fault Babel. There were certain spots that seemed slow, but in retrospect, served as pacing elements to either build suspense or force introspection. There were so many little pieces that I can’t help but to notice how well it was all glued together. I would definitely recommend this film to others, so long as they’re willing to be thoughtful and vigilant while sitting through it; thoughtful about how these characters get themselves into the binds in which they are presented and why it is relevant to us; and vigilant about the liberal messaging that can very easily seep into your subconscious. It's worth a spot on your Netflix queue.

Monday, March 05, 2007

Lost Tomb of Hsus?

Last night the The Discovery Channel premiered "The Lost Tomb of Jesus". A documentary the discovery of a tomb filled with caskets or 'ostuaries', some of which bears the name of Jesus and several of his family members.

The Hollywood elite, namely James Cameron who produced the documentary, is clearly trying to cash in on the Da Vinci Code-styled get-rich-quick scheme, but he's missed that particular bus. The documentary is filled with conjecture and pseudo science, but the biggest hurdle Cameron faces the assertion that it is extremely improbably that these the inscriptions on these ostuaries are purely coincidentally similar to the names of Jesus' real family.

In the tomb they found the following:

The first inscribed ossuary is Jesus son of Joseph. It’s very plain with no decoration, crudely written, and they interpret this as evidence that it’s Jesus’ of the Gospels because He was a humble man.
The Mary ossuary bears the Latinized form “Maria,” which they explain has come down in tradition as the name of Jesus’ mother. True, but the reliability of that tradition isn’t examined and neither is whether other Marys were sometimes called
this.
The Matthew ossuary is thought to be a family name on Mary’s side of the family based on the Luke genealogy. True, but then it was a common name in many families.
The Joseph ossuary uses the form Yose, which Mark uses for Jesus’ brother. This is the only ossuary found with this form of Joseph.
Jesus, Mary, and Joseph are the ony names with direct ties to the Bible. The rest are tied to the Jesus family on the basis of speculation.
At this point you can see that they are building a case, step by step, with explanations at each step for the ossuaries being Jesus’ family, not just an average Jewish family. At every fork in the road they cobble together a rationale for choosing the fork that keeps the story alive, yet never is there anything like compelling proof for choosing that option.

It sure seems compelling, but even the archaeologist who initially unearthed this tomb, back in the 80's, said the following:

"Their movie is not serious," Amos Kloner, the Bar Ilan University professor who led the excavation in the 1980s, told National Geographic News.
"They [say they] are 'discovering' things. But they haven't discovered anything. They haven't found anything. Everything had already been published.
"And there is no basis on which to make a story out of this or to identify this as the family of Jesus."
Further, as I mentioned before, the coincidence that the similar names can be found anywhere is not as great as Cameron would have you believe.

Suppose I told you there was a guy named Andrew and that in his family there was a boy named Zack and Zack's sister was named Hannah. Suppose then, I told you that Andrew's dad's name is David and Zack and Hannah's mom was named Annie. Suppose Andrew had two cousins named Darrin and David. And then I told you that the Andrew in question does indeed live in the East San Francisco Bay.

Who would you think I was talking about? It sure sounds an awful lot like me, doesn't it? Only, it's not me. It's my cousin, Chiaty's husband, Andrew S.

Andrew has a dad named David, a brother named Zack, a sister named Hannah, a mom named Annie, and I think somewhere in the mix is a "George" as well. (My father in-law is named George.) Darrin and David are Andrew S' cousins by marriage since Chiaty is their cousin.

So what are the chances that a family other than Jesus' can have such similar and familiar names? It's not that great, really.

And neither was the documentary, to be frank.

Friday, March 02, 2007

Children Of Men Review

I watched Children of Men with Annie and Vicki a few weeks ago and though it wasn’t particularly hard to digest, it took me a while to find time to sit and write this review. Mostly, I wanted to post this review because, while searching Sfgate.com for some appropriately timed movie showings for this Friday night, I came across the blurb in the Chron about Children of Men. The reviewer, “P. Hartlaub” gave C.o.M. a jumping-out-of-seat-ovation man. Around these parts, that means top-notch, five stars.

I found C.o.M to be grossly overrated and more of a half-wit’s story told to a half-wit audience.

The premise behind Children Of Men is that the planet earth’s population of women, for whatever reason, has suddenly become unable to bear children. The book, on which Children of Men is based might have explored the whys of this global barrenness, but the movie didn’t bother. Faced with extinction, the governments of the world start imploding as people riot and struggle for survival. The year is 2027 and the setting is Great Britain. Great Britain is the last standing democracy that managed to withstand the struggle for temporary survival. The rest of the movie depicts the events surrounding the discovery of one young woman who happens to be the first pregnant woman in 18 or 19 years.

I can’t help but to discuss the politics behind CoM because the messages that the writer/director/producers try to convey are so blatantly liberal and painfully undisguised that the plot itself is less a plot than it is a two-hour allegory for the left-wing mindset regarding modern day immigration policies.

So let’s get straight to the review (click here to see my movie review criteria)…

Legs 4/10
I really can’t see how this movie would be tolerable at a second go-around. The symbolism that the moviemakers try to disguise is about as well-hidden as the objects in the Hidden Picture feature in Highlights for Kids. Sometimes a movie that is heavily laden with symbolism is worth a second look because you want to discover all the things that you may have missed the first time around. But this film hits you over the head with symbolism in a manner that is bordering on insulting. I mean really; the woman who is found pregnant and likely the salvation of mankind is named “Kee”. (As in, the “Kee” to the world. Beeotch, please.) And the cargo ship that Kee floats patiently in treacherous waters for – the ship that will carry her to safety, to the new and improved future of humanity – is called the “Tomorrow”. Furthermore, re-watching this bleak, depressing movie will only add to the headache you already have or give you the headache that you didn’t realize how happy you were you didn’t have.

Agenda 2/10
If you’re a left wing, anti-American, open-boarder-loving dude, you’ll love the message in this movie. (OK, I take back the anti-American remark; just because you are for open borders doesn’t mean you are against America – I’ll admit this much. But if you hate our current administration just for peer pressure’s sake, you will, indeed, be pliable enough to love the themes laced throughout this film.)
Here is a list of things that I remember about the movie that show its true colors – but is nowhere near the amount of things that are actually in the movie.


- In the movie, illegal immigrants are round up and shipped out of the country. This is obviously a jab at current British laws regarding the deportation of illegal immigrants. In the movie, however, it is depicted as a horrible, fascist endeavor characterized by hogtied individuals who are shot execution style whose bodies are lined in neat little rows reminiscent of the Nazi regimes treatment of Jews prior to World War II. Have any British or American policies caused this sort of murderous behavior? Certainly not! But what about Islamic theocracies of the Middle East? Have they killed people with this kind of callousness? Of course they have. It’s common knowledge – and yet, in the movie, it’s the Western Democracies that perpetrate such hated, not the true modern day fascists of the Middle East.


- The movie shows busloads of illegals being deported in buses labeled “Homeland Security”. This is an obvious jab at American policies. Great Britain doesn’t currently have a Department of Homeland Security, that I know of.


- Illegal immigrants are rounded up and shipped off to little townships that resemble the Jewish Ghettos of the WWII era. Poverty, crime, and destitution are commonplace because the people are left in rags and crumbled hovels to fend for themselves. This is an obvious attempt to persuade the audience that deportation of illegals is a cruel policy that civilized people would not engage in. It’s clearly barbaric and Naziistic.


- The Uprising is movement of the collective illegals to overthrow the British Government who have suppressed them. On a concrete wall, the phrase “The Uprising is coming” is spray-painted and just above it is an Arabic scrawling that I assume says something similar. Why the phrase “the uprising is coming” is deliberately paired with Arabic is anyone’s guess. I have a guess but I don’t need to spell out why I think that particular juxtaposition was made.


- Here's one of my favorites: Later, when the uprising actually starts, we see a throng of people all chanting “Allah Akhbar” ("Allah is Great") and marching forward to rebel against their oppressors. Gee. I wonder what that symbolizes.


- Every “good” or helpful character in this movie is aleftist. Michael Crane, who plays the best friend of the protagonist Clive Owen, is a pot-smoking, weed-growing, long-haired, conspiracy theorist ex-hippy who would look as comfortable wearing Birkenstocks and holding a picket sign as he would wearing a tweed suit standing behind a podium at the University of Berkeley. At one point in the movie, he euthanizes his invalid wife and lonely dog. Another character who reaches out a helping hand to Clive Owen and his mission to save the world’s only pregnant woman, is an old, Socialist Russian gypsy woman who lives in an apartment adorned with miniature busts and article clippings of Lenin. Why are all the heroes in this movie left-leaning liberals or straight-up socialists? Why can’t a capitalistic Michael P. Keaton be the savior or mankind? Ha. I jest, of course, but it’s clear that the message here is socialism = good; nationalism = murderous fascism.


This movie is chock full of left wing agendas and you can’t watch the movie without either (A) letting it subtly seep into your mind set or (B) try so hard to ignore it that it obstructs your enjoyment of the film. Even sans political statements or political analysis, this movie is actually quite hollow and cheap.

Script 5/10
Nothing spectacular here. The script lacks charm and wit or even the intelligence and cleverness which I prefer over the heavy-handedness that I found throughout. The most delightful and clever scenes are the scenes with Michael Caine’s character, but as I mentioned before, the politicking is so strong that it’s hard to enjoy anything else that is happening. I think this might be a case of ‘the book was better than the movie’. There were a few parts that typify a movie that is thoroughly devoid of thought. You know those moments where you think to yourself, “why don’t they just do this?” or “why can’t she just go there?” because if they did, their problems would all be solved. It’s not unlike Fox’s 24; in the heat of a terrorist incident, Chloe can’t just call someone to come and take the baby for a few hours? Instead, she has to hide him under her desk?!

Acting/Directing 8/10
Julianne Moore, Michael Caine, and Clive Owen all did an exceptional job selling the world of Britain 2027. It was thoroughly convincing and Owen’s character is so utterly depressed in the first half of the movie that you begin to feel the same hopeless boredom that people in a world without children would most certainly feel. I think everyone did a good job all around. Caine stole every scene he was in, however, so the best performance in this film has to go to him.
The director did a good job of making the world bleak and its characters either wrought with desperation or saddled with complete hopelessness. It’s clear from a short glance that the characters are either going to try to do something about what they think is wrong with the world or that they are just giving in to their sad state. This sort of emotional communication is a tribute to Alfonso Cuaron’s directorial prowess.

Production 8/10
The very believable and un-cartoony future world of twenty years later is riddled with great props and realistic technology. The semi-post-apocalyptic vibe we get throughout the movie in a very damp London and its surrounding countryside is very convincing. The art direction and production design was excellent.

Overall 5/10
The movie was a brave endeavor, I think. The story is unique (though borrowed from a 1992 book) and worth telling. However, the inundation of political messages (which, I think, the original novel didn’t bother with) and a very average script made it into a long propaganda film that is frustrating to sit through if you don’t drink their particular flavor of Kool Aid. (I have my own favorite flavors of Kool Aid.) Children of Men could have been a much better movie if they focused more on the dilemma at hand and spent less time politicizing everything.

French Laundry - Once in A Lifetime Cuisine

January 25, 2007.
For Kerman and Michelle, Annie and me, this was a day worth remembering. For as difficult as it is to get reservations and as legendary as the “priz fixed” menu at Yountville’s French Laundry Restaurant is purported to be, January 25 was indeed a special day.



Here is a brief review of what we ate:

We started with what I call flavor starters. Not formally appetizers or the opening dish, these little conical ahi tuna pod thingy things. They were not on the menu but were purposeful in that it helped us to look forward to the meal ahead.

Next, we were given ‘cream puff’-looking pastries that made me laugh because it was such a typical frou-frou restaurant to see a huge plate with a tiny item in the middle of it.


After a brief but detailed explanation of the menu items, we ordered our food and the feast commenced.

“Oysters and Pearls”
“Sabayon” of Pearl Tapioca with Beau Soleil Oysters and White Sturgeon Caviar


It finally dawned on my why these fancy restaurants offer their dishes in such tiny portions; it’s because they’re so rich in flavor that serving too much would overwhelm your taste buds and possibly send you into flavor-shock.

Salad of Hawaiian Hearts of Peach Palm
Heirloom Baby Beets, Navel Orange “Supremes,” Haas Avocado “Puree” and Petite “Mache”
or
Moulard Duck “Foie Gras En Terrine”
Hayden Mango Relish, Pickled Pearl Onions and Garden Mint “Aigre-Doux”
($30.00 Supplement)



Kerman and I ordered the foie gras. I have a friend who is firmly against foie gras because of the treatment the geese get when their livers are being enriched with yummy goodness for us snobs to enjoy. But this friend hasn’t tried this foie gras. Good gracious – to spread the rich, fatty goodness over a slice of brioche is to forget all the woes of the poor tortured geese around the world. Sorry I’m so calloused but please excuse me from crusading for the geese momentarily as I wipe the drool from my chin.

The girls ordered the salad and I tried some of it. It was quite good – very fresh and light with a definitive fruity sweetness – but nothing like the foie gras.

The foie gras came with three distinct salts. A red salt from the island of Kona, a large-crystal salt from Spain or Italy or some other Euro countryside, and a fine white salt from the Jurassic period. Seriously. It’s prehistoric salt. And believe it or not, they all had a slightly different flavor. One of them tasted salty like a plesiosaurus.



Sauteed Fillet of Mediterranean Red Mullet
“Confit” of Monterey Bay Squid, Fennel Bulb, Marinated Pepper and “Sauce a l’Encre de Seiche”
or
“Veloute” of Japanese “Uni”
Truffle “Royale,” Melted Butter Lettuce and Black Truffles

The Red Mullet:

The Uni:
I was the only one at the table that ordered the uni (sea urchin). I’m not positive, but I think this might have been the first time I ever tasted uni that wasn’t crammed in a seaweed wrap at a sushi bar, but this was definitely the tastiest uni I’ve ever had. It might even be the best tasting uni on the planet. Next time I return to French Laundry, I’ll him and report back.

“Homard au Vin”
Main Lobster Tail “Cuit Sous Vide,” Hen-of-the-Woods Mushrooms, Braised Applewood-Smoked Bacon, Sweet Carrots and Watercress


A French Laundry version of surf and turf, this dish was very unique and managed to take traditional ingredients and made them undisputedly exotic.

“Jamobonnette” of Devil’s Gulch Ranch Rabbit
Yukon Gold Potato “Puree,” Melted French Laundry Garden Collard Greens and Blis Maple Syrup


A friend of mine once relayed a story about a perfectly prepared, traditional steak, corn and mash potato meal at a friend’s mid-western home was ruined when suddenly the hosts all poured maple syrup over everything. I mean everything. From the corn to the steak to every crevice in between, maple syrup crept across the savory meal to turn it into a sweetened mess. For a long time I couldn’t understand why somebody would add maple syrup to a savory dish – but after this rabbit plate was served with a slight drizzle of maple syrup, I can finally understand why this flavor appeals to people.

The rabbit dish is my favorite among all the dishes we had at French Laundry. I won’t even go into the whys. Just know that the best rabbit you will ever eat can be found in Yountville.

Elysian Fields Farm “Selle D’agneau Rotie Entiere”
Polenta “Croutons,” Globe Artichokes, Spring Garlic, Nicoise Olives and “Sauce Choron”
or
Herb-Roasted Sirloin of Japanese “Wagyu”
Compressed Asian pear, Wilted Tatsoi, Roasted Chestnuts and “Sauce Japonaise” ($100.00 Supplement)


So here is where I cannot avoid talking about the price of this meal. While it is the best meal I’ve eaten anywhere – ever, the quality of food here at French Laundry still may not really justify the additional cost. In other words, the food doesn’t justify the cost. We’ve had some really, really great meals at restaurants like Gary Danko, Michael Mina, and Manresa but none of them cost as much as the meal here at French Laundry did. Yes, French Laundry was probably better, but I don’t think it was $110-per-person-better, you know what I mean?

Just look: the supplement for ordering the Kobe beef is $100. To put that into a little bit of perspective; you can feed boneless rib eye steak to about 40 people for that price. But be that as it may, Annie and Michelle still ordered the Kobe. Heck, it’s pretty much a once-in-a-lifetime experience so no regrets, right? I don’t have to tell you how outstanding the Kobe was. You can just taste it now, can’t you? The 80% marbled sirloin of a wheat-fed Kobe just melts in your mouth when you eat it… mmmmm…

The $100 Kobe:
Rogue Creamery “Oregon Blue”
Flowering Quince “Membrillo,” Belgian Endive “Poele” and Candied English Walnut


Gros Michel Banana Sorbet
“Boule de Neige” Muscovado Cake and Caramelized Banana “Coulis”


“Calice de Chocolat a la Noisette”
White Chocolate “Granite” Toasted Hazelnut “Sable” and Praline “Semifreddo”

Delicious delicious delicious. There really aren’t words that can describe the culinary experience of the French Laundry. It really was a unique experience and you could almost justify the price and describe the experience without using the word extravagant. Almost.





After the dessert came, more desserts and confections came. It just kept coming until finally the evening was concluded with a cute check made to resemble a laundry ticket from the cleaners.



The resemblance ended there, however, when you saw the final tally for the meal.


WHAT THE…?! $1314 for a dinner for four?!

The tax alone would be enough to pay for a month’s worth of gas.

For the price per person, you can buy a Coach Signature Soho purse for the girls and a Nintendo Wii for the boys (plus a game!)

Dinner for four? Amanda got me thinking… for the price of a dinner for four, you could fly four people to Vegas, eat at the Bellagio buffet (twice), spend the night at the Mandalay Bay, and then fly home in time to catch Sunday’s episode of Rome on HBO.

But that’s the price we pay for truly world-class cuisine, I guess. At least now we can say we did it.