That the vast majority of Sports Owners -- oh gosh! Look, the NHL is still in another lockout -- are swine. I will repeat that: Sports Owners are swine.
Watch big Union man Socialist John Sayles' film, Eight Men Out. That'll learn ya.
Thank gosh for folks like Marvin Miller, then, who passed away today at ninety-five years of age. Peace out brother. Goodbye, baby, and amen.
See, even Texas legend Nolan Ryan is a Union Man!
All my love,
Michael
Those are two consecutive clips from John Sayles' 1987 film, Matewan, starring James Earl Jones, Chris Cooper, David Strathairn, and Will Oldham (Bonnie "Prince" Billy.)
Below is a trailer for Made in Dagenham, starring Sally Hawkins, Bob Hoskins, Rosamund Pike, Miranda Richardson, and Andrea Riseborough.
This post is inspired by and owes a serious debt to Hartley and digby over at Hullabaloo.
Well, the call went out, hunh? Murdoch, Fox News, and the rest of the petty, mean, hateful little GOP minions and soldiers are plenty butt hurt over Newt's big win last Saturday, and they are bloody well determined to make sure that there will be no Newtmentum here in Florida. You know the conservatives are truly desperate when Ann flipping Coulter is bashing Newt and singing for the Mittens Tabernacle every morning, noon, and night on The Channel of Hate, i.e. Fox News. I guess Ms Coulter is buying all that, "I came to Mormon Jesus re a woman's right to choose" that Mittens is blathering these days. And, of course, to Ms Coulter, Mittens' Massachusetts Health Care program looks nothing like the ACA. Heck, Mittens kind of sorta looks like Reagan, so that is good enough for her, and all the other yahoos on Fox.
There is a great John Sayles movie called Sunshine State. Highly recommended.
It is a rout today: Mittens with 43 per cent, Newt with 31 per cent, Santorum and Paul with seventeen and six per cent each respectively.
(And, Santorum, your time is almost up. So, not only do you not get to be Senator anymore, you do not get to be President, either. Sorry, buddy. You'll get a show on Fox. It will be alright.)
Ago I received my Criterion BluRay Something Wild.
Something Wild is such a truly fantastic motion picture that lives up to its' equally fantastic title. I almost do not know where to begin.
It is sexy as all get out, funny, scary, posits a healthy and refreshingly diverse world/community (much like John Waters' later films- Waters, along with John Sayles have great cameos in the film), has a freaking great soundtrack, including the Feelies as the High School Reunion band (The Willies), and works marvelously well as a popcorn munching movie entertainment.
Jeff Daniels' performance is the real revelation here but there are great performances throughout, notably Ray Liotta (in his first film.) Sadly, Ms Griffith has never come anywhere near close to this performance since.
Many people probably grumble about the last act of the film, the violence, the complete tone and style change. I seem to remember thinking as much when I left the theater back in Austim, where I saw it w/ my buddy, Kevin Parker.
But I see now that that last act is absolutely essential to the success of the film. Yes, it is a comedy, but the stakes have to be raised. Jeff Daniels has to see the perils of actually doing "something wild", that you do not just get the Scotch and crazy hotel sex and Lulu for free.
That is the whole point of this great film. How many of us live safe, predictable, dare I say, boring lives strictly due to the fear of actually walking out on that ledge or limb?
I think it is Demme's finest film, better even than The Silence of the Lambs. An absolute must-see.
What is my favorite moment? The young girl outside the church asking Jeff Daniels, "Mister, you alright?" and then her sweet arm gesture after he reassures her he's okay.
(My least favorite? The slow motion on Liotta getting his smokes, pretty corny and unnecessary.)
Has gotten off to such a wonderful start. You know, I have noticed that when I start nitpicking tiny little things about movies or books as I am enjoying them that that tends to be a good sign that I am witnessing something of great value or beauty.
One example would be The Kids Are Alright. Julianne Moore's monologue near the end of the film, rambling about literature fell flat on my ears as I sat in the theater. Still, it is a fantastic motion picture.
The Treme example was episode one where the Parish Head (?) of Police was talking to the New York press about the situation in NOLA at the time. It was so expository it made me cringe a little. But it still had a nice linking phrase at the end to take us to Greenwich Village a couple of scenes later.
Perhaps these "failures" stand out because they are surrounded by such greatness, or perhaps it is just a question of my super-high expectations?
Treme, this season, has been all about greatness. This season is really reminding me of John Sayles and City of Hope; all the arcs linked together as the arcs literally bump in to each other in the street.
Love it love it love it. Keep it coming, bros. & sisters.
This was amazing to learn and is essential reading for any serious fan of David Simon's TV work.
Countdown continues: Got the rings today. Eleven days. It is a new kind of magic number.
