The scourge banished

Remember those laundry detergent ads from the seventies and eighties in which an exhausted housewife would scrub her husband’s blue shirts in vain to remove the dreaded “ring-around-the-collar”? Those ads were broadcast often and repeatedly. Collar dirt must have been a serious problem back then.

But now, in the twenty-first century, we don’t see such ads anymore. Does this mean that we have finally beaten the scourge of ring-around-the-collar? This, surely, is proof of the betterment of mankind.

You’ve got a silly plot

Why did I watch it? I don’t know. I must have been too lazy to change the channel. Last night, some movie station (I forget which one) showed the confused 1998 romantic comedy, “You’ve Got Mail”. Having just seen Tom and Meg the night before when I watched the last 30 minutes of “Sleepless in Seattle” (again, too lazy to grab the remote), I thought it was a repeat showing. It wasn’t. Same cast, slightly different story.

Anyway, maybe as I guy I don’t get the romantic comedy genre in general, but this plot confused me. In short (spoiler coming, if you haven’t seen it), Joe (Tom Hanks) falls in love with Kathleen (Meg Ryan), anonymously, by e-mail. They don’t realize that in real life, they’ve met, and they’re bitter enemies.

  • When Joe realizes who his Internet crush is, instead of telling her, he keeps it secret, and is really mean to her. Why? That’s never explained. He just is. The unexplained motivations get better.
  • When Joe, the man Kathleen hates intensely, barges into Kathleen’s apartment, she’s not upset. No, they have a friendly chat. Huh? Seriously, in real life, she’d be calling the police and fending him off with a knife. That’s scary stuff.
  • Joe keeps his identity secret for days (weeks?), playing with Kathleen’s emotions by e-mail. This, in real life, would be considered cruel and deceptive. What does she do when she finds out? She kisses him.

Alright, I just don’t get it. And don’t get me started on “Sleepless in Seattle”. I mean, for crying out loud. How could they fall in love? She was a stalker!

What’s on tonight? Oh, crap. “What Women Want”? No! I put my foot down. I’m going to go to Blockbuster and I’m going to find a cheesy action movie. Like Roger Moore in “Moonraker” — I always get all misty when that metal-toothed behemoth, Jaws, meets the love of his life. *sniff* Pass me a kleenex, will ya?

Thoughts on “Kill Bill, Vol. 1”

I watched Quentin Tarantino’s ultra-violent “Kill Bill, Vol. 1” on video last night. As I watched, these thoughts occurred to me:

  • Of any movie I have ever seen, “Kill Bill” has by far the most gratuitously gory, sickening violence.
  • The body count is higher than any martial-arts themed movie I’ve seen. Then again, I may have miscounted — some of the bodies were in several pieces. (shudder)
  • Lucy Liu looks really hot… until her brain is exposed. All I can say is that she’ll need a serious comb-over to hide that.
  • If “Kill Bill, Vol. 2” is more of the same, then I have absolutely no desire to see it.
  • Uma Thurman has funny-looking toes.

A song about a sandwich

As I promised in the comments on an earlier post, I devoted a portion of my lunch break to writing a song about a sandwich. Ahem… to be sung to the tune of “The Yellow Rose of Texas” — written in 3 minutes.

I spotted me a sandwich

A-lying on the ground

It wriggled like an earthworm

And didn’t make a sound

I stabbed it with my chopsticks

And lifted it up high

It writhed and tried to bite me

And wouldn’t seem to die

I threw it into traffic

And heard a meaty crunch

I saw the mayo squirting

And then I lost my lunch

[insane giggling] Your turn. :)