{"id":10548,"date":"2007-06-12T22:31:46","date_gmt":"2007-06-13T02:31:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.kith.org\/journals\/vardibidian\/2007\/06\/12\/10548.html"},"modified":"2018-03-12T16:56:30","modified_gmt":"2018-03-12T21:56:30","slug":"movies-films-flicks","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.kith.org\/vardibidian\/2007\/06\/12\/movies-films-flicks\/","title":{"rendered":"Movies, films, flicks"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Yes, it&#8217;s every Gentle Reader&#8217;s favorite time, that bit where Your Humble Blogger writes a few lines about a bunch of videos. OK, fine, but look, I <I>could<\/I> be writing whole entries about this stuff.\n<ul><li>It&#8217;s probably a deficiency of some kind, but I think that the Kids in the Hall&#8217;s <a href=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=-FtTaDNsyCY\">I've lost my indian drum!<\/a> bit is one of the funniest things I&#8217;ve ever seen on television. I&#8217;m not a huge KitH fan, generally, as their most skit-like things often don&#8217;t work at all, and their completely bizarre stuff either works or doesn&#8217;t, as bizarre stuff does. Oh, and if you don&#8217;t find it funny, don&#8217;t worry&#8212;it&#8217;s like Zippy the Pinhead. It&#8217;s not that you didn&#8217;t <I>get it<\/I>, it&#8217;s that you didn&#8217;t think it was funny. There isn&#8217;t anything to <I>get<\/I>.<\/li>\n<li>Why is it that (in movies, anyway), people think if they can just get onto an airplane with a suitcase full of money, their law-enforcement problems are over? I mean, Your Humble Blogger hasn&#8217;t ever worked in an airport, but it&#8217;s hard to believe the conversation doesn&#8217;t go something like this:\n<blockquote>FIRST SECURITY GUY: Damn, that&#8217;s a heavy bag<br>\nSECOND SECURITY GUY: What the hell&#8217;s in that?<br>\n1ST: Yeah, let&#8217;s open that fucker up!<br>\n2ND: Holy Fuck!<\/blockquote>\nAt which point, either they just <I>take the fucking suitcase<\/I> or they call some real police in. My guess is they take the suitcase. I mean, here&#8217;s you, with a trail of dead bodies behind you (most of them you didn&#8217;t kill, I know, but tell it to the judge), and the airline tells you that your luggage seems to be missing, and they can&#8217;t explain it, but it doesn&#8217;t seem to have gotten onto the airplane back in Wichita Falls. Who are you going to tell that you are owed two million dollars in stolen money? Of course, you could just take it as a carry-on, because certainly nobody is going to question a fifty-pound carry-on that x-rays show contains nothing but bundles of paper the size of dollar bills. Particularly on an international flight. Nope. You get to the airport, you&#8217;ll be just fine.<\/li>\n<li>So, I finally watched <a href=\"http:\/\/www.feverpitchmovie.com\/\">Fever Pitch<\/a>, and even though I had very low expectations, I was disappointed. For one thing, they totally did not show what it&#8217;s like to be a baseball fan. All the fans in the movie talk about being fans, but they don&#8217;t talk about <I>baseball<\/I>. Nobody started an argument by saying that Jason Varitek was better then Jorge Posada, or that David Ortiz should be playing first base so that Manny Rodriguez could DH, or that Mo Vaughn was a fat, lazy, overpaid selfish bastard who was a liability on the field and at the plate. I know that Mo Vaughn hadn&#8217;t been on the Sox for ten years at that point, but <I>that<\/I> is what being a Red Sox fan is like. There are guys in the bleachers who will tell you what a bum Harry Hooper was, and how Cy Young was a lazy, overpaid, bastard and they&#8217;re glad they got rid of him.\n<p>For another thing, they totally did not show what it&#8217;s like to <I>not<\/I> be a baseball fan in Boston. I know the female lead wasn&#8217;t Boston born and bred, but the movie implied that she had been living there for five years, more or less, so when the male lead tells her he&#8217;s a Red Sox fan, she should <I>know<\/I> what he means.<\/li>\n<li><a href=\"http:\/\/www.ushpizin.com\/\">Ushpizin<\/a> is a profoundly good movie. I disagree with the main characters religious opinions, and I don&#8217;t really trust the ending, but the religious struggle of a man with a vile and violent history and a deeply devotional faith is not only instructive but surprisingly cinematic. I was disappointed that Ben Baruch dropped out of the movie, though, as he was on his way to becoming one of film&#8217;s great schnorrers.<\/li>\n<li>In mentioning good movies, I saw and enjoyed <a href=\"http:\/\/www.criterion.com\/asp\/release.asp?id=94\">I Know Where I&#8217;m Going<\/a>. It&#8217;s true that it goes downhill after the opening titles, but that&#8217;s just because the opening titles are so unbelievably wonderful. And the rest of the movie is very good. If you like that sort of thing. If you don&#8217;t think that war-time British romance movies are swell, then you&#8217;ll probably be annoyed by the annoying things rather than charmed by the charming ones. Also: pipers.<\/li>\n<li>Your Humble Blogger&#8217;s reaction to the movie of the <a href=\"http:\/\/www.thehistoryboysmovie.co.uk\/\">The History Boys<\/a>, to no-one&#8217;s surprise, was primarily frustration that I am too damn cheap and lazy to have gone to see the thing on stage. Well, and it was the right decision, too. But, damn.<\/li>\n<li>The interesting part of <a href=\"http:\/\/www.sonyclassics.com\/threeburials\/\">The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada<\/a> was the bit about making the murderer live with the slowly decomposing body of the victim. Very Lorca, if I&#8217;m getting that right. Sadly, there was a lot of other movie to fit that in. Ah, well. Lovely scrub brush. Sometimes I miss the desert.<\/li><\/ul>\n<p><I>Tolerabimus quod tolerare debemus<\/I>,<br>-Vardibidian.\n<\/p>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Yes, it\u2019s every Gentle Reader\u2019s favorite time, that bit where Your Humble Blogger writes a few lines about a bunch of videos. OK, fine, but look, I could be writing whole entries about this stuff. 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