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Friday December 10, 2004 |
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"Great spirits have always found violent opposition from mediocre minds. The latter cannot understand it when a [person] does not thoughtlessly submit to hereditary prejudices but honestly and courageously uses their intelligence." --Albert Einstein | |
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It will be an eventful weekend though, since we're planning on seeing Blade: Trinity even though the reviews suck, and we're going to Malaya's office Xmas party on Friday night, and we're going to a BBQ with some other people in our Kali class on Saturday, and we'll likely go to the gym the next three days as well, and so on. Check back Monday for chat about some or all of those things, or perhaps none at all.
¤ I didn't exactly spend the night drenched in tears over this, but I was pretty bummed to hear that the ex-guitarist of ex-metal band Pantera, "Dimebag" Darrell Abbott, was gunned down during a performance. I bring it up since it's in the news, and since Pantera was one of my favorite bands back in the 90s. I own all of their studio CDs, I have ripped them all to my computer, and I had a block of their songs on my WinAmp play list even before Dimebag's tragic demise. In fact, here's a link to Walk, one of Pantera's best and certainly their most well-known songs. Think of it as a memorial. As for the shooting, it was a truly insane scene.
The shooter sounds like a real winner too.
So he was a Pantera fan, he was a big dumb jock, and he was unhappy that Pantera was no more. How he makes the leap from that to mass murder is the mystery, and since they didn't take him alive, we'll probably never know. Maybe he just had such a miserable, empty life that he was thinking about dying, was angry that Pantera broke up, and figured why not go out and take someone famous with him? The oddest part, in a matter of speaking, is that he wasn't just obsessed with Dimebag or his brother, the drummer. He shot Dimebag first, multiple times at close range, so obviously he really wanted the man dead. And then he shot a bouncer who was trying to grab him; you can sort of understand that one as sort of self defense in the heat of the moment. But then he starts banging away at the fleeing audience, and there the obsessed fan theory goes out the window. This perfectly illustrates the perils of being a public figure, eh? And this guy wasn't even a stalker; he didn't think Dimebag was his spiritual twin, or that Pantera was sending him messages via the CIA implant in his ass, at least not as far as we know. He was just a loser with a gun, and he was probably completely unaware that his moment of glory took place on the 24th anniversary of John Lennon's murder.
¤ While skimming through the latest issue of Entertainment Weekly (December 10th, with the Oceans Twelve cast on the cover) I eventually got to the Stephen King column on the last page. This one is his "2004: The Year in Music" article, and while I have no comment on his musical choices (mostly since I never listen to the radio or Mtv) I found something he said in the introduction interesting.
I quoted this since I wanted to comment on his dislike of "10 worst" lists. It makes me wonder if he's always been like this, or it's entirely as a result of being a writer for so many years, and being shat upon by critics for most of them. I'm quite the opposite of King in my preference for best lists, since I hardly ever read them, while reading every word of worst lists. I skimmed over the rest of King's column, once he got to his listing of music, since I'd never heard of 75% of it and didn't care. But if it had been a worst list, where he talked about how much this or that sucked, I would have read every word, even though I'm sure I would have had no more familiarity with those songs than I did with his favorites. Which brings me back to my initial question; has he always disliked worst lists, or was he a nasty cynical sniping son of a bitch when he was younger, and it's only after decades of writing horror and being dissed by so many armchair critics that he's lost his taste for snark and venom? I don't have the quote in front of me, but I remember reading Ebert say something along the same lines when someone asked why he didn't review more bad movies, and why he was constantly posting his lists of Great Movies. Ebert's comment was something like, "Life's too short to sit through crappy movies." and while that's something I certainly agree with, 1) our definitions of crappy differ widely, and 2) It's much more fun to read negative reviews than positive ones. For me, at least. Not so much for Ebert, or Stephen King, apparently.
¤ Depressing news about "honor killings."
The article goes on to survey various cultures and religions, while never really getting to the point. Men have the power in most of the world, so obviously they are going to create and perpetuate belief systems and cultures and traditions that allow them to remain in power. After all, what could be more convenient than having your Bible or Koran or legal system or whatever say that you have the ultimate authority over your spouse and children?
Maggie here is reading a lot into things, and she's correct, but it's simpler than this. People in power will always interpret or create laws that let them retain their power. It's a pity that no matriarchal societies persisted into the modern days, since then we'd have something to directly compare to all of the patriarchies around the world. I'm sure the issue has been explored in SciFi, but I wonder what the future will bring? Much of the world is still completely sexist against women, whether due to primitive living conditions that value strength over intellect, or "tradition," or (misused and twisted, to paraphrase the article) religion. But for the first time in centuries, some of the world is not; Western Europe more than the US, at least for now. Whether the current uprising of the Bush-supporting Christian Conservatives in the US is a dying gasp or the beginning of a new Dark Age remains to be seen, but as of now the US is still almost entirely dominated by men, when you look at the heads of companies, universities, national elected officials, etc. That's changing though, since women are getting better educations than men, are enrolling in and graduating from college in larger numbers than men, and are narrowing the gap in wages in many industries. The Old Boys' Network will keep men in charge of most things in the US for at least another generation, but that's beginning to crack now, and it will fracture completely, over time, at least in some fields. I don't see men giving up power voluntarily, even if their "another man is the best one to pass my job onto" attitude is entirely subconscious, but when 70% of the mid level managers are female and 75% of the top MBA school grads are women, it's going to happen just through strength of numbers. At least I think there will be, but it's far from guaranteed. Look at pro and pro-am sports in the US; 70%, 80% of the basketball and football players in major college and pros are non-white, and yet non-whites make up maybe 5% of the coaches. That's all about the old boys network though, and connections, and the time lapse; as more blacks and other minorities start trying to get into coaching, they'll work their way up from high school and small colleges into the pros. I have no data to measure this with, but it seems to me that in the 60s and 70s and even 80s, being an ex-player was a very good way to move into coaching. It still is in baseball and somewhat in basketball, but increasingly in those sports, and especially in football, you hardly see any successful players in coaching. Lots of coaches played some at a lower level, but didn't have the talent or physical skills to move on, and lots of other guys went to college to learn coaching, or to be a general manager, and most of those guys seem to be white. On the other hand, a paranoid black analyst could probably make a pretty good argument that football teams mostly stopped hiring ex-players as coaches around the time that most ex-players started to be black, and at that time teams suddenly wanted smart, young, college-educated coaches who hadn't necessarily played the sport at all. Men who were almost 100% white, coincidentally enough. Anyway, going back to the females in power thing, as "equal rights" becomes more prevalent in more industries, and women start to get enough power that they can start thinking they deserve it, the world may become a very different place. What will it be like in white collar businesses in 100 years? Will men continue to gift and legislate themselves power and wealth disproportionate to their numbers? How much longer can they get away with that, as women grow in power and numbers? Will there be some really nasty gender issues as male power reaches a tipping point in various areas? After all, the various anti-affirmative action groups didn't get going until there began to be enough qualified minorities to start taking jobs away from whites, and the father's rights groups didn't get going until women began to win court cases and legal rulings in proportionate numbers, and so on. Groups that are entrenched in their power tend to be benevolent to others... as long as their power isn't threatened. As the tipping point approaches though, things usually get pretty ugly.
¤ I think we all suspected most men would give their left arm for a longer penis... I just never thought that would literally be an option.
As of now this is only available to turn men with micropenis into slightly below average men. But you just know there are 3 and 4" guys out there who would risk it in order to get 8", so I wouldn't say we've seen the last of this procedure.
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I can't imagine that anyone
It was systematic, it was widespread, and it was done with the approval and direction of senior officers. Just accept it. This doesn't mean we're as bad as Saddam was, but it's not exactly an epaulet on the chest of the US Armed Forces, and if this administration ever held anyone accountable for anything, heads would roll. Starting with Rumsfeld's, obviously enough.
To quote Ted Rall, "Nothing says fascism like a concentration camp." |
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eview
time. Today it's a movie. You may or may not have noticed, but with recent
reviews I've been trying to write them in a slightly more professional
style. Which is why I'm opening with an introduction that includes some
background information, so readers who aren't familiar with the film/novel
in question won't feel lost. I don't want to be too professional though,
since I find most professional reviews pretty goddamned boring. They
always contain too much plot summary and Point A to Point B discussion,
while I usually find someone's personal reaction or obsession over a
smaller aspect of the film more interesting and enlightening.
As always, comments on my reviews or review-writing style are welcome. After all, it's the only way I'll learn. Well, besides writing them myself and reading them written by others, I mean.
Desperado is the second film in a trilogy of modern day "westerns" set in Mexico, all written and directed by Robert Rodriguez. The first film, El Mariachi, was released in 1992. Desperado followed in 1995, and Once Upon a Time in Mexico concluded things in 2003. Desperado is the only one of the three that I've seen, (though we've got the borrowed Once Upon A Time In Mexico DVD sitting on the TV right now; review to come soon) I watched it on video in November 2004, and until I checked the date on IMDB, I would have said it was released in 2000 or so. It feels contemporary, looks modern day, and feels as or more current than any other action film in the theaters today. The plot of Desperado, what there is of it, involves a mysterious black-clad Mariachi guitarist who wants revenge on a drug dealer who killed his wife and shot him in the hand, years before. You're not seeing Desperado for the story though, since the "plot" serves the same purpose as the plot in a porno film; it's just a way to move the characters from one action scene to another. Not that you'll have to watch Desperado with the fast forward button at ready; the non-action stuff isn't bad, it's just entirely irrelevant to the motion of the story, which inexorably heads towards a big face off as the lone mariachi guns down the drug dealer's army and moves towards a battle with the drug dealer himself. Overall, this isn't a very good movie, but it's fun, it's got a lot of action, it's photographed beautifully, and they shoot a lot and blow a lot of things up. It's also far cleverer and funnier than your average dumb action movie, with lots of relatively witty dialogue, very inventive action sequences, and humor all through. To the scores:
I'll run down the scoring elements on this one, since I don't have any more general comments to make. Script/Story: 4
Acting/Casting: 7
Action: 7 The action is also somewhat surreal; it's not Charlie's Angels fake, and there's not a bunch of cheesy wire fu, but the gun play and explosions are far from realistic, since the good guys seem to have about 10x the hit points of anyone else. There are several scenes with at least a dozen bad guys banging away with machine guns, the bullets of which simply vanish before tearing the good guy apart as he takes shelter behind a flimsy piece of wood. Nothing different than your average early Arnold Schwarzenegger movie, really.
Humor: 6
Eye Candy:
5
Fun Factor: 6
Replayability: 6
Overall:
6.5 So here I am, with half a dozen individual rating categories, and I'm still looking for more ways to quantify the scores. Pity poor Ebert, with only a thumbs up/down option? |
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