--- Sigh.

I've really got to change the password on this thing. He's got his own blog.
He could have linked to my site and posted his stupid dissertation over
there, but did he? NOOOOOOOOOO. He took over my blog. He hijacked my blog.
During an Orange Alert, no less.
Where the hell is the Department of Homeland Security when you need
them, eh? I'm paying enough money for the military to roll out SAM's to
protect the Capitol building from a hijacked airplane---why the hell
can't they protect my blog from being hijacked! It's an outrage, I tell
you! AN OUTRAGE!
{insert righteous fury here}
And speaking of the Department of Homeland Security, could we please
stop with the Chicken Little stuff already? Not because we shouldn't
protect ourselves from terrorism, but because everytime there is a bump
in the threat level, you can't get away from Tom Ridge on the TV. He's
out there, telling us everything he thinks we need to know, which, duh,
also tells the terrorists everything they need to know, too. We're
adults, Tom. We can take a little silence for the good of everyone.
Don't roll out the SAM's on national television as a way of telling us
you're doing your job. You're just giving the terrorists ideas. ---
Well, I was going to post a bunch of lists on 12/31, but Blogger was
down, so I took a nap instead. They're a bit belated, I know. Pffft.
Better late than never is my motto, and away we go.
Top Ten Biggest Wastes of Time and Space

1. Two Weeks Notice. Hugh can't even save this one.
2. Maid in Manhattan.
Honestly, what the hell was Ralph Fiennes thinking? Did he go off his
meds when he signed the contract for this one? JLo, I can understand.
This is exactly her type of film, but damn, Ralph. I expect better from
you.
3. The Recruit. Al Pacino needs to do a subtle role, methinks.
4. The Lifetime Movie Channel.
No comment needed.
5. The RIAA. They are a massive waste of everyone's time and space. And
no more needs to be said lest I give myself a headache in the process.
6. The BBC. Sigh. This one saddens me a great deal.
7. Jacques Chirac. 8. Saddam Hussein
9. Amy Klobuchar, Hennepin County Attorney Extraordinaire. Bitch.
10. Light Rail. Soon to come to an eleven mile stretch not anywhere
near the majority of the Twin Cities population.
Top Ten Rentals That I Was Glad to Pay Blockbuster Money To Rent.

1. Drumline Honestly, it's a really good movie. Orlando Jones is the most underappreciated talent in Hollywood today.
2. Pirates of the Caribbean. It's fun.
3. The Core It's Kung-Fu is strong.
4. The Pianist Wow.
5. 28 Days Later I know, last minute entry, but it's good.
6. Band of Brothers
As soon as we have eighty dollars in the disposable income column of
our ledger, I'm buying it. It's something everyone should own. It's
that good.
7. My Big Fat Greek Wedding. How can you not like this movie?
8. The Italian Job. Edward Norton isn't very good here, but it's good fun nonetheless.
9. Finding Nemo. Albert Brooks in all of his neurotic goodness.
10. Amelie.
I know---it was released in 2002 and everyone's seen it. But it's fun
to rent and I love it. Someone could buy this for me and I'd be really
happy. (hint, hint).
Best Movies I Actually Saw in the TheaterOk, so the husband and
I didn't get to the theater much this year. (We had other things going
on that I will enlighten you all about when we're done with it. Wait a
month or so and then you'll understand why we didn't get out much) So,
I only saw a few movies at the theater. Five or so, if I'm adding
correctly, which is a record low for us, but out of those five, only
two stand out as truly worthy of notice.
The Matrix Reloaded and The Matrix Revolutions. Yeah,
yeah. I know. Everyone hated them. They claimed they were a big letdown
from the original. Pffft. Whatever. Those critics don't know what the
hell they're talking about. These are the people who want to be spoon
fed. Why, I'd even bet they were bottle fed and are still mad at their
mothers for not giving 'em any boob. They probably all have horrible
allergies and asthma and all of those horrible things associated with
non-breastfed people. They're whiny losers, in other words. They need
to grow up and draw their own conclusions.
But, therein lies the problem, I suspect. The whiners wanted the
Wachowski's to give up the goods. They wanted a nice neat solution to
the conundrums raised in the original. They wanted it to be the
original---trippy, but easily understood by the third viewing. And
they're mad that the brothers didn't do that and wanted them to
actually think about the films. These people know they won't get Reloaded or Revolutions by the third viewing...or ever. They may have conquered Dungeons and Dragons
but they know they're just not smart enough to get them. They don't
like to be made to seem unintelligent, and if they ventured an opinion
that---gasp---might be disagreed with, well, that would really make
them feel stupid, wouldn't it?
Never mind the fact the Wachowski's never put themselves out there or
told anyone what they should think about the movies. They were never
interviewed regarding them and I believe the reason behind that action
isn't shyness, but that they didn' t want their audience to take the
easy path and say, well, given the fact the Wachowski's said this in x interview, it's easy to see that they meant y when Trinity stole a Ducati. It would be too easy, and it's pretty simple to see that the Wachowski's like things to be hard.
Too bad their audience let them down, because I think they really
wanted to start a debate, but no one rose to the challenge. Mark my
words: these movies will be dissected for years to come in film schools
and philosophy classes. They will outlive their makers and will become
the shining example of early 21st Century filmmaking. Besides, they
kick ass.

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