Me, in Love

No bullshit. No facade. No exaggerations.

I'm completely in love. My birthday was fine. The long weekend in Cali was fine. The date I had this past weekend was more than fine. I finally went to see what I've wanted to see for over a month - Inception - and fell madly in love.

Rarely does a movie come along that earns that affection, but it's 100% true; I love that fucking film.

Maybe it had to do with the shitty movie, The Expendables, I watched just before Inception that made me fall so hard. And I won't sugar coat shit for anyone's benefit, the Expendables sucked an old man's crusty, saggy balls. Not even worthy of a decent bashing, by myself of anyone else. Let's just say it's a dismal failure and leave it at that.

Back to the love.

Sure, it isn't perfect, but it's damn close; close as a movie can get, especially one that has so many threads and subplots. Leo's superb, better with every movie. Gordon-Levitt makes me want to buy a tiny purse and cart him around in it. Cinematography is beautiful. Action? Better than Stallone so much as wished he could create. From start to finish, it had me. I didn't want it to end, didn't want to leave; caught up in one of those endings that, once you watch it, you're compelled to immediately watch it all over again.

Jacob's Ladder-esque, but on a much larger scale.

So many details, so much to keep track of; so many twists, turns. With luck, I'll get a personal copy of it sometime today, and I'm giddy, without appetite, and smoking too many cigarettes.

I love good, unique creations. I love art. And Inception is both, a masterpiece.

Critic's Corner

Because I'm a head of useless fucking information, and I decidedly spend my spare time unwisely, here's the low-down.

The Hangover - if you have the least bit of a sense of humor, don't miss it. I saw it at the drive-in last summer and just rewatched it on HBO. It certainly has its moments, and Bradley Cooper. Need I say more?

A Perfect Getaway - Decent, good actors, good story, total cheat in act III. Worthy of a watch, but expect to swear at the TV at one point.

Brothers - Jake Gyllenhall, Tobey Maguire make the movie. Some hard parts to watch, especially since my little bro is over there in shit at the moment, but decent.

Planet 51 - didn't sustain my kids' attention, and that's not a good sign. I thought it was ok, but if Meet The Robinsons was on the tube at the same time, I'd switch channels.

Couples Retreat - maybe it's because Ralphie 'you'll shoot your eye out!' directed it, or because the cast was great, but i thoroughly enjoyed the flick.

Taken - pretty good, ass-kicking entertainment; made me positive i missed my real calling in this life. Sensitive subject matter, the whole sex trade business flying around beneath the radar just reaffirms what most people with half a fucking brain already know; if it's a booming underground business, and only 1% of the population on the frigging planet have the cash and security to do such shit, then ...? seriously, that's too simple of a fucking mathematical equation to overlook.

But, on another note, my niece paid me a major compliment the other day. When I made a comment that I wasn;t a big or important person in the world, this 10 yr old kid looked me in the face and said, "Yes you are. You're a protector."

Hard to imagine, hard as hell to admit, but it took a kid to show me something about myself that I never really saw before. Sure, I knew I protect these kids around me, a soft spot I've always carted around with me, but god, what a promotion. Fighter. Writer. Protector.

That's me. And I'm goddamn proud of it.