So did you hear the one about

The Minnesota state Rep (R) who was hanging out in front of Planned Parenthood, armed?


Let no one be confused.  This Republican yahoo, who represents part of Bachmann's district for the state, was most definitely not checking on his girlfriend.  This idiot is going through a divorce and anybody who has watched Lifetime Movie Network, American Justice, or City Confidential knows what happens when the D word is mentioned.  Luckily, this time, nothing happened.  And the police and the clinic can keep an eye out for this sad, repressed loser, ahem, I mean public servant.  


Speaking of public servants, at least real public servants:  George Miller (D) shopped at my store yesterday.  He was checking out the Pinot Noir racks.  I asked him if he needed any help and he v politely said, No.  He bought a bottle of Decoy Pinot Noir (and his cart was quite full, he got a turkey, too.)  I wanted to tell him how I saw him in Casino Jack and how much I appreciate his service but I lost my nerve and just let him go.  


When I got home I told Renee, We had a celebrity today! She sed, So did we! But Renee won.  Her celebrity at San Rafael was this this guy.  


But, how appropriate is it that on the day I see George Miller, one of the heroes of Casino Jack, that one of the villains of that film gets convicted by a Texas jury! I know, I know:  here come a million appeals, DeLay will never see jail time, etc, ... but, still.  

Dom Beausejour Chinon

"James is from the Valley, he'd probably like Chablis."

• Well, I have not seen Nowhere Boy yet but I did watch Lennon Naked.  It stunk.  Renee particularly hated it.  My God, Chris Eccleston, was way way way too old for the role to begin with.  And the whole thing was an absolute mess in terms of storytelling, reaching way too far for a eighty-five minute film.  Was it a film about Lennon's strained relationship w/ his da? Was it about Lennon and Brian Epstein? Was it to prove once and for all that Lennon was an absolute shit to Cyn & Julian? (And did not anyone who has ever loved John or the Beatles already know that, anyhoo?) Did not every frickin' person on this planet know that John & Yoko were about as annoying and self-indulgent as possible, as well? What is the point of this picture? Look, Lennon is one of my heroes.  And the Beatles affect my life in so many ways it is impossible to measure.  But I can take a hatchet job.  Hack away.  Lennon was just a man, ultimately; a very flawed human being who rode a crest of fame and adoration and scrutiny unlike anyone I will ever see again in my lifetime.  Considering what happened to the early rock stars, Elvis, and Michael Jackson, I think "being a dick to your first wife and kid" and "telling folks that you think you are Jesus" is not all that bad.  If you want to do a hatchet job, at least make it entertaining and/or thought-provoking.  
• Looking For Eric is in the post.  I watched The Kids Are All Right on demand last night and Renee bought Scott Pilgrim for me last week.  (Thanks, Peanut.)  I have not seen Paul or 127 Hours yet.  This looks like a pretty lackluster year for me and new movies.  I would also like to mention Client 9, though.  That makes four great new films for me in 2010.  
• Renee & I are going to have the mostest splendidest Thanksgiving evah! Check this out:  It is just us two and the kitties.  Renee is making crab cakes for her.  I am having an omelette.  We will drink Champagne and Chablis.  We will watch old movies, junkie teevee and I will read aloud to her the last chapter from Lynn Barber's fantastic memoirs.  I think I would like to do a Gershwin doubleheader of sorts and watch An American in Paris and Manhattan.  
• I bought Me & Orson Welles and I just love it.  I gobble it up like candy.  Renee likes it, as well but also thinks it is kind of sappy, the ending in particular for her is pretty eye-rolling.  I do not care.  I love it.  I have not read the novel that the book is based on but I get the feeling the novel is prob sappy, too.  I think Linklater was true to the book and made a gorgeous, (Dick Pope shot it) optimistic, hopeful coming of age story.  The humanity! Horrors! Quadruple space!  Plus Christian McKay is so good as Welles it is frightening.  

Sorry this post started on such a bad note.  Everyone have a splendid, safe Thanksgiving.  I love you all.