Gorm Who?

Is it really that hard to add a few simple words to those cartoon drawings that come along with your unbuilt furniture? Cause I really don't think that any piece of wood has ever made me feel this dumb.

Spielberg Tries To Make History... But Instead Decides To Change it.

Keep in mind that you'll probably find the review below a bit too opinionated for your own good, but then remind yourself that this is MY blog so... Yeah.
I'll start with the ending because this movie became much more bothersome for me to watch towards the end. Spielberg chooses to end Munich with a still shot of the Twin Towers. We're not talking a split second or even a hot minute. You leave the theater with that image in mind. Now, one has to wonder - if the Munich Olympics were in 1972 and the Twin Towers were only completed in 1973, than what the hell are they doing there? Ahhh. A little birdie calls coincidence tells me that there is a strong possibility Spielberg and Tony Kushner may have been siding with the extremists that claimed that if it wasn't for the Israeli-Palestinian conflict this whole 9/11 thing never would have happened. These people may have not gotten too much attention, but yes, they did exist. So if you think those tall ass buildings just randomly happen to appear in the ending shot, then you my friend, are a tad bit naive.

As for Eric Bana and the rest of these fictional Mossad agents - Hate to break it to you, but these are hardly the typical Mossad guys. I only allow myself to say that because I know what they are like. They're not clumsy. They don't blow themselves up. And, In REALITY - the real Mossad agents never died! Spielberg kills almost all of them. Please. As for those who say the Israelis did admit to wrongful killings following Munich - that was only one incident and yes, it was a horrible, huge mistake. Ironically, that's not even the one featured in the movie. "Inspired by real events" takes on a whole other meaning, doesn't it? Lets try and stick to the facts people.

Now lets talk about Brooklyn for a second. Sure, any average moviegoer may not see the big deal about the Mossad agent ending up in Brooklyn (after feeling betrayed and abandoned by his own county of course). The average Israeli however, will tell you that Israel wasn't chosen to be the Jewish State just because its close to the mediterranean ocean. That's just a nice bonus. There's an incredible amount of history in that tiny little place. Regardless of this, Israelis and Jews can obviously live wherever they want (I for example am typing this as I overlook my view of the Hollywood sign). But when it comes to those who represent and work for the government the story is a bit different. By the way, Mossad agents don't really leave their families for almost a year either. Or end up in Brooklyn. Or Seattle for that matter. So what's my theory on this one? Well, here's another thing you probably didn't know. In an interview to the Times of London Tony Kushner had actually said that "the founding of the State of Israel was for the Jewish people a historical, moral, political calamity.... I wish modern Israel hadn't been born." Still think its a coincidence Bana ends up in Brooklyn? As one of the editors of the Washington Post bluntly points out - this is supposedly the true home of a conscience Jew. It baffles me that a man who says such things (there's plenty more where that came from, by the way) goes on to make millions off of the slaughter of 11 Israelis. Argh.

The bottom line is, we all like to go see fictional movies. BUT, you have a certain obligation to get the story right when you call a movie Munich and base it on such tragedy. Instead, the victims are used as props for political agenda (let alone for the political agenda of those who killed them, oops).

I have gotten into a few disagreements about this movie ever since it has come out. People will constantly tell me "How sad it is" and how its "Such a shame you guys can't get along." You know, we are dealing with terrorists here. Like hellooo, they don't really listen. Apparently, its hard to get this point across to even the smartest and most understanding people. The things you do to protect your life, family or country may not be the ideal ones in a perfect world, but we have to keep doing them so that maybe one day our kids won't have to worry about this bananas.

Brokeback Mountain is so winning anyways. You know you can't quit them.

Because Its What Jesus Would Friggin Do.

You know those weeks that kinda suck, and all you want is that one itty bitty glimmer of hope that's just gonna make you go, "Okay, maybe this isn't so bad afterall?" Well, that glimmer doesnt usually come in the form of an actual star (and by star I now mean a celebrity) but tonight kids, it came in the form of Dr. Alex Karev... Or Justin Chambers if you'd like to live in reality for some obscure reason. Yes, the star was pretty small up close, and maybe not so shiny, and yes, he was also pushing along a stroller, FIVE (gasp) children and a wife BUT - Nevertheless, a special moment for any dorky, Grey's Anatomy obssesed fan like myself.
See ya Sunday Alex! I'll be at Joe's.

MyFace

I walk into Trader Joe's after a long day at work. I shop around, run into a friend and then get to the check out line only to have the most insightful and honest conversaton I've had all day. And all week too, I think.

TJ Guy: How you doin' this evening?
Me: Good, just tired.
TJ Guy: Too much partying last night?
Me: Nah, I just stayed up too late for no reason.
TJ Guy: Internet? (Straighforwardness, so hot)
Me: Umm.. maybe. But not like bad stuff or anything. Just "regular Internet".
TJ Guy: Oh. MySpace?
Me (shocked and slightly embarrased): Well, actually, yea.. that website, its just evil I think.
TJ Guy: Well, do you make friends on it at least?
Me: Uh, no, I mean, not really.
TJ Guy: So what do you do on it?
Me: Yea, I'm not really sure. I just talk to my friends.
TJ Guy: Right.
Me: No, really. That's all I use it for. Haven't you heard about all those crazy predators that are finding little girls and boys on myspace? its horrible. horrible.
TJ Guy: Yeah... horrible.
Me (Blushing and rushing off): Ok, well, thanks and good night!!
TJ Guy (yelling): Girl, just do yourself a favor and turn that thing off.

Lesson of the day - use myspace too much and it will really start to show. In yo' face.

Idolize

Alright dog pound, check it. I am not a regular Idol watcher but those who know me know I like to force myself to watch as much tv as possible. What? it keeps me in the loop. This year's lucky winner is the one and only, American Idol. I'm getting ready to wrap up here at work and I can't believe that Im actually anxious to know who is going to get booted off by America. So in light of the upcoming oscar pools I usually win here are my picks and tricks for the night.
As for the dog pound, I say Bobby 'Copacabana', Patrick "So-what-if-I'm-not-as-pretty-as-ace" Hall (kudos producers on this byte) will both not be adopted tonight. I'm not too sure about that elvis kid either. As for the poodles, Stevie Scott is definitley taking a long walk in the park tonight and I sure hope to god that the awful stray cat Brenna joins her. Im still trying to clean up her scratches. Heather Cox and Kinnik are probably a close call as well. So lets cross our fingers for all of them. Take it away Paris and Ace!! YEA! Favoritism!