Friday, February 10, 2012

The Take

Currently playing on Netflix is a British mini-series starring Tom Hardy called The Take. Tom Hardy is a badass, so of course I watched it. It's based on a novel by Martina Cole and concerns a pair of drug kingpins, cousins, as they come up in the underworld and, later, into conflict. It's well-acted and cinematic, of course, but what interested me in the end was the melodramatic aspects of the story itself.

It's Shakespearean almost, a tragedy in the classic sense. Nearly every character meets a grim end and the ones who survive pay the cost with their soul. There's lies, murder, theft, rape, illegitimate children, dead illegitimate children, you name it. It all unfolds in shades of gray, with nothing resembling moral fortitude anywhere in sight.

I wonder if these elements are in the novel...and so I keep an eye peeled for Martina Cole books. Cause you never know, might be worth a read.

Wednesday, February 08, 2012

The Enormity of Their Stupidity is Just Overwhelming

Werner Herzog on Chickens from Tom Streithorst on Vimeo.

Big White Gate

Can I get five minutes of your time?

Cool. Now I'd like to give it to Grace Potter and the Nocturnals.


What the...

Rick Santorum? Really? Personally, I don't give a shit who wins the Republican primary. I ain't voting for him anyway.

But deep down I want the Republican party to nominate someone good. I don't want them to go crashing into that dark night, headfirst and end over end. I want them to get their shit together.

But with these swings? Santorum, Gingrich, Romney (with Ron Paul always taking up the rear)...who are they kidding? They can't figure out if they want to be Christian supremacists, right-wing assholes, or Wall Street vampires, and I have suspicions that they want to be all three.

The way this vote is going, whoever it will be will lay claim to a very small contingent of supporters. Maybe the rest will fall in line. But I predict they're going to lose, and they're going to lose big.

Tuesday, February 07, 2012

Doh! Ron Paul

Andrew Sullivan never got it, but when he goes on vacation, one of his underbloggers proves that he does:
There's a decent chance 18-29ers sympathetic to libertarian ideas may be turned off by a state's rights fanatic with increasingly troubling ties to racist groups who talks about "honest rape" and appears exceedingly uncomfortable with gay rights and gay people.
Ron Paul, at 76 years old and after 24 years in Congress, was never going to lead a Libertarian revolution among young people by unsuccessfully running for president for the third time.

It brings to mind that scene from the movie Seven, when Det. Mills upbraids the uniformed cop for not checking the vital signs on the gluttony victim. "He's had his face in a plate of spaghetti for forty five minutes. If he wasn't dead, he would have stood up by now."

If Ron Paul was going to lead a Libertarian renaissance, he would have done it by now.

Sunday, February 05, 2012

Winning the Culture Wars

Madonna just performed "Like a Prayer" on the Super Bowl halftime show.

A little over 20 years ago, that song was so controversial that MTV wouldn't even touch it, and yet...she's singing it on the Super Bowl halftime show.

Updated: Or not...

M.I.A. flashed a middle finger apparently (didn't see it), which prompted NFL spokesman Brian McCarthy to fart out the following:
The obscene gesture in the performance was completely inappropriate, very disappointing, and we apologize to our fans.
You should be apologizing to the fans for the joke that you have made of the half-time show. Every year they try and top themselves with some dazzling musical performance by yesterday's superstars and I suspect most football fans would be content with a season recap from Chris Berman. Is Chris Berman going to flip the bird or flash his tit? Probably not.

Truth is, the halftime show is all about buzz. You wouldn't talk about Chris Berman recapping NFL 2011 the next morning. I wouldn't blog about it. "Did you see the middle finger?" That's what they want. It isn't?

Then why do it this way?


It snowed pretty hard over the weekend and I was thankful I didn't have to commute through hardly any of it. This is how it looked from my front door.