Starring: Ethan Hawke, Uma Thurman (when they were boning), Jude Law, and for some odd reason, Ernest Borgnine
Written and Directed By: Andrew Niccol
Running time: 106 minutes
Why?: Because it has one of the best, most soothing soundtracks of all time. Seriously, click on that link, that's why it's in blue, dumbass. It fucking rocks.
It's smart science fiction, with almost zero special effects. It is tense, moody, and doesn't play dumb to the audience. It is grounded in reality - I can totally see all of it happening in the near future. And it has Jude Law back when he was badass. You know, back before The Holiday?
For those of you who think Science Fiction is only for the asthmatic fat kid sitting at home on a Saturday night wearing a Battlestar Galactica t-shirt and tugging his junk to a poster of Princess Leia in her gold bikini, go out and rent, nay BUY this movie. You will be surprised.
Check the trailer:
Saturday, November 6, 2010
I went and did it. Fucking idiot, six days ago I went and gave up my third favorite thing in the whole wide world.
I first lit up a cigarette 17 years ago. Jesus, my first smoke is almost old enough to vote. Now, the first time I had one where I didn't cough up a lung? I felt so damned cool, like James Dean. Like I should have sunglasses on all the time, a leather jacket, and ride a motorcycle.
Ok, let's be real - I was 16, I really didn't understand who James Dean was. Who was the bad boy of the early Nineties?
I felt like....Corey Feldman. Like I should have on a huge wrist watch, a brightly colored shirt with the collar popped, and ride a moped.
Jesus, my generation fucking blew.
I ain't terribly happy about the quitting. It is hands down my favorite pastime. Honestly, there are times when I would rather smoke a cigarette than say, receive oral. It has that much of a hold on my life. For you Non-Smokers, that probably sounds ridiculous. But you don't know what it's like to not have it anymore, how hard it is to let go.
This habit, it frames my day. It is usually one of the first things I do in the morning, with a cup of coffee. Ask Otis, he'll tell you:
A smoke allows me to reward myself for hard work three times a day, with a little break.
It goes perfect with whiskey over ice.
There is no better dessert after a good meal.
After sex? It gives you that moment to step outside and (depending on your performance) do your happy dance. I prefer the Cabbage Patch. Maybe the Bus Driver if she said my name enough times.
So what the hell am I doing??? This is something that I love! Something that helps me think, write, create - fuck, just be who I am. Give me one good goddamn reason to quit, I dare ya.
Alright, fine, I'll give you that one.
Sigh. And that one....
Ok, yeah, him too....
Laying it on a little thick, aren't you?
OK! I get it, point taken! No need to be a jerk about it....
Alright, I can be strong. This isn't only for me. This is for all of those whose company I want to be lucky enough to keep for years to come.
But why does it have to be so hard???