Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Great googily-moogily

Well, I can't think of much to say, so I guess I'll just jump into the first few thoughts that enter my head. Damn, anyone who reads this is screwed.
So, I just watched the new Jessica Simpson video, the one that all these Christian groups are saying is indecent and disgusting. Yeah, that labeling doesn't pique interest. Um, yeah, let's just say that it's the indecency of every Britney Spears video wrapped into 4:12. I had no idea that Jessica "can't tell the fucking difference between tuna and chicken" Simpson could shake her ass in a way that would make Shakira blush. I'm not joking. I've actually seen soft core porn that was less raunchy. Of course, I haven't watched MTV in quite a while, so I missed the majority of the "rappers pouring champaigne on strippers" videos, so maybe I haven't been desensitized to it yet. And, man, if Nick Lachey (I really don't feel like looking that one up to see if it's spelled right) is cheating on her, there is something wrong with that boy. Yeah, she's stupid, but people live with stupid yet hot members of the opposite sex all the time. And, dude, she stayed a virgin for you. You could happily say that you planted your flag on that piece and not ever have to share it, but you might have gotten greedy. I don't know. All I'm saying is damn. Kind of slutty in the video, but, still, damn.
Saw War of the Worlds. Much like Batman, it was okay. It was fun to watch and I didn't have any complaints during the movie, but once I stepped out into daylight, it all started to just fall apart. Some parts were too convienient, some things that happen would never happen in a post-Sept. 11 world (seriously, several major cities just drop off the map communications wise, is the government really going to let planes keep flying?), and other things were just a bit too far flung (yeah, Tom Cruise, a non-professional mechanic, manages to figure out a way to fix a car after an EMP and then happens to be the only civilian [because military vehicles are magically protected] to get to drive around for about an hour. Sure...). Ultimately, it was alright, but it could have been better.
Lastly, I saw the trailer for Elizabethtown before WotW (I simply refuse to be like some people and call it WoW). I'm not an Orlando Bloom fan, and Kirsten Dunst is hit and miss with me. Yeah, it's filmed near where I live, but whatever. It's not like I got to see any of the actors or anything, and seeing locations that I've seen/been to just doesn't excite me. The film is by Cameron Crowe, the director of Almost Famous, one of my favorite films, so that balanced out the dislike of Bloom and the indifference to Dunst. After watching the trailer, I've come to two conclusions: 1. It seriously looks like a ripoff of Garden State (boy's parent dies, is compelled to go home by surviving parent, meets girl, falls for girl, etc.), despite being written and, I believe, filmed before GS. Oh, and it looks like it's grafted on part of Around the Bend, a Christopher Walken movie that involves taking a cremated father and spreading the ashes in several locations, which Bloom's character does in Eliz, too. 2. I actually want to see the movie anyway. It's got a bunch of actors in it who I like; given Crowe's track record, it should have a good soundtrack (the trailer's music was Tom Petty's "Learning to Fly," a damn fine song); and the trailer actually piqued my interest in the story and concept of the film (although I'm worried about how much of the film will be phone conversations between Dunst and Bloom, as the trailer seemed to have several shots with them doing just that). Of course, it comes out in October, which means I might just forget about it between now and then.
The SotP from last time was Steely Dan's "Reelin' in the Years." The song is about a person who does not want to grow up. Of course, their friend, the narrator, is pointing out the foolishness of that person's life: the things that the person feels are useless, precious, and worthy knowledge, the narrator just doesn't understand. Anyway, I'm not entirely sure which side of the song I'm on: am I the narrator, looking at some of my old friends from back in high school and thinking these things about them, or am I the focus of the song, and is someone else looking at me in that light. I do things that are stupid, I focus on things that are useless and ignore things that some people feel are precious. I guess, maybe, in a way, I'm both sides, that I can say these things about some people, and some people can say them about me. In a way, that makes the song a little stronger, because it can teach a person about both sides of the story (not to rip of Phil Collins or anything). Of course, in a way, that viewpoint lessens the impact of the song because the listener cannot take a firm stand on one side or the other, because they are both. Bah.
Song of the Post: "Masquerading as a man with a reason, / My charade has made me man of the season, / But if I claim to be a wise man, / It surely means that I don't know."

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