Friday, December 31, 2004
Funny, sad & frustrating. And, to my shame, I was truly beginning to let some of this crap slide out of my head. Starting a new year by forgetting the old seems like a really poorly thought-out way of going about things. Although it kinda seems like the way our gov't is working these days, doesn't it?
All right, still determined to have a nice night, so I've cracked Pal A's Xmas present of homemade Irish Cream. The woman makes a strong drink, friends. Praise Jesus.
Happy New Year!
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It's a good'n, for sure, and I think that I prefer it over THE ROYAL TENNEBAUMS (which is probably mostly 'cause Bill Murray was just plain ol' kickass and Jeff Goldblum gets shot), but really what it comes down to is this: NOBODY LIES IN WES ANDERSON FLICKS. Mostly. I mean, Max Fischer kept saying his dad was a brain surgeon and Margo Tennenbaum hid any number of things from her friends and family, but with few notable exceptions, everybody answers questions with the utter screaming painful truth and they wear their hearts, minds, opinions, fears, anquish and lacks on their sleeves.
It's very comforting, while watching one of Anderson's movies (for the uninitiated, whoever you are, those would be: BOTTLE ROCKET, RUSHMORE, THE ROYAL TENNENBAUMS & THE LIFE AQUATIC WITH STEVE ZISSOU), to know that whatever huge scary truth that's skulking around in the background will come out at some point and it will be funny, sad and shocking, all in the same moment. Billyhank like.
One note, however, on THE LIFE AQUATIC: Music. Uh, Wes? You kinda fucked it, friend. The soundtracks to RUSHMORE and THE ROYAL TENNEBAUMS are in regular rotation in my CD player, but I can't imagine that I'll enjoy a whole albumful of Seu Jorge covering Bowie songs in Portuguese. It's pretty, certainly, but previous choices of music (The Who, Cat Stevens, The Kinks, Lou Reed, Mark Mothersbaugh) were a helluva lot better. Sorry man. Better luck next time.
All right, out for drinks, salmon dip and whatever whacky shit 2005 will bring. Have fun, y'all.
Y'know, I've given King any amount of shit about his later writing (the Dark Tower books specifically) in the last few years, especially since The Chin started reading him and I had someone to argue merit with, but this last one, the wrap-up of the entire work it seems, vindicates any amount of glumped together shitty prose and apparently unedited tedium. Again, Goddamn.
Anyway, not a whole lot to say that wouldn't sound sillier than the above. Nice job, Mr. King. A good ending, despite your own objections. And while you might talk retirement, homeboy, it's a pretty empty threat when you hint at a new book while charging through the last third of your magnum opus. We know you, King. We know you better than you think we do. Sometimes we love you, sometimes we hate you, sometimes we throw up our hands and wonder where the fuck you went wrong, but in the end we know that no matter how much you might claim to be done, fella...you've got at least one more story to tell. And one more, and one more and one more.
I, for one, am looking forward to the back story of the Tet Corporation. Anybody with me?
Out, for the nonce. If I don't make it back in, y'all have a kickass New Year's, and I'll talk at you soon...
Saturday, December 25, 2004
Drinking, exchanging presents and seeing movies today, so I'm wishing the best for y'all nice and early, and hope to hear some good stories come Sunday.
Have fun & a Merry Christmas!
Thursday, December 23, 2004
(AP) Former Gov. John G. Rowland, driven from office by a corruption scandal, said in court Thursday that he would plead guilty to a single federal charge. It carries a sentence of up to five years.
Speaking before U.S. District Judge Peter Dorsey, Rowland said he was prepared to plead guilty to one count of conspiracy to steal honest service.
The plea deal would end the two-year-long investigation into corruption in his administration. Rowland resigned July 1. Rowland's lawyer, William F. Dow III, acknowledged the former governor was "the recipient of certain gratuities."
After Rowland spoke, Dorsey questioned him about the plea agreement, before deciding whether to accept it. He advised Rowland that he faces up to five years in prison and a fine of up to $250,000. He also told Rowland that as a convicted felon he would not be able to vote or hold public office.
Couldn't happen to a more appropriate public official. I mean, it seriously couldn't, really. John G's just a little fish in the pond of national politics. Anybody higher up the chain (*ahem* Mr. President? Congressman DeLay?), would've bought their way out of it. I guess we'll have to take this one as about the best potential victory. Wish somebody'd found him out before he laid off 3,000 state workers, though.
Die, die & die, you sweaty bitch.