Yesterday was filled with little piddly stuff. Today won't be much better. I did get to a movie yesterday. Crazy Heart. Which isn't anywhere near the movie that A Single Man is. Nor is Jeff Bridges the actor that Colin Firth is. Nor is Bridge's performance anything near what Firth's is in the 2 respective movies. But, Crazy Heart is mass-market stuff, so Bridges will win the Best Actor Oscar. Firth in A Single Man gets you right in the gut. Reminded me of American Beauty. But, it's a loving movie about a closeted gay man trying to get a grip on his life and his heart. Not mass-market stuff. So there you have it. And Avatar should win Best Picture. The Hurt Locker was surely interesting, but I admit that I don't see why it's such a big deal.
Here's something that irritated me about Crazy Heart. Bad enough that the Maggie Gyllenhall character hits the sack with Bad, but I guess she's just dumb enough to do that. (I see herpes and HIV everywhere in this scenario given Bad's sexual habits....) But here's Maggie objecting to Bad's drinking in front of her son, although Bad's constant chain-smoking apparently doesn't concern her a bit. And why does she put up with either habit at all? What's wrong with this picture? Why am I supposed to feel anything for either of these idiots? I don't. Sorry. I don't.
No cooking happening right now. Tonight we'll go out for dinner and a concert. I am, however, getting the odds and ends cleaned out of the frig and that is a very good thing.
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