Daily Archives: December 22, 2010

Today

Today was one for the ages
Today clocks stopped, newspapers stopped printing, and dogs went out to chase squirrels
I can’t tell you how many days I have been dead

A Quiet Movie At Midnight

Me and the wife watched a midnight movie, and finally, we have a good one to watch.

I am not talking about Inception. Inception was…pretty lame. Chris Nolan reached his peak having the stones to tell a Hubert Selby story. Inception is nothing but a teenage geek fantasy; and the first thing I heard from someone’s mouth about that travesty is that it was “finally a film for adults”.

What?

A giant metaphor for getting laid is “adult”?

I will speak of Inception no more, and do not come here telling me I didn’t get it. Because I got it in the first five minutes. There was approximately five minutes of that film that made me laugh, so I was right on time, in some sense.

Your holiday ghost story is, ironically, “Devil”.

There’s a guy I’ve been waiting to hear from, since he’s a pretty good storyteller. Most of you know him as “M-night”, but I like to call him a good storyteller.

I think it’s safe to say that he broke a barrier or two with “The Sixth Sense”. We still compare movies to it, because we get bored until he comes up with another movie. He has made a few clunkers in the past. We get irritated when he gets a budget and makes things like “The Village”.

So he goes away for a while, but we all like to go see him when he has a new story.

I find this to be very gratifying when he does, don’t you?

I wouldn’t waste any time at all in renting it, if I were you. But wait until you have someone to cozy up with, if you get scared easily.

Wait perhaps until tomorrow, but just wait.

Ssssssssssh, as Alvin Lee once counseled. And he played some very mean guitar, so I have a tendency to perk up when he says Ssssssssh. Too many “S” letters in there. I have the album, don’t get smart with me.

Ssssssh. Is that better? I don’t feel like going to get the album, and most of you never bothered, so shut up. Ssh. That’s my Ssh, copyrighted.

Now it is yours. Now go find a way to see “Devil” if you haven’t. No, no no!

Put down Inception. It is a dumb movie, and not worth figuring out.

Shh, as in “sshut up”, valley girls and boys.

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