Sunday, September 04, 2005

50 Thousand Ways To Leave Your Lover

If my ears are to be trusted, and they probably actually aren't right now, I have a really cool Scarlett Johanssen thing happening with my voice. Unfortunately, this is the kind of sore throat that actually hurts, a lot, and hurts even more when I say stuff. So I will have to spend my Scarlett Johanssen cachet wisley.

We watched the movie Gladiator last night, in an effort for Other to connect with his students, several of whom called it their favorite movie. And I must say, if this is your favorite movie, you are a Sick Individual and should Seek Help. It's a gross-out movie masquerading as a deep historical picture. If it's about Rome, it must be intellectual and worthwhile, right? And seeing people's heads smashed in with maces and 4" swords jammed into people's guts is educational. Uh huh.

We had the subtitles on for much of the movie because these people, acting in a deep historical picture felt the need to mumble, and because of this we noticed that a hefty percentage of the dialog consisted of the line "Aah!" which is the noise one makes when being slaughtered.

The only halfway redeemable reason for any person to like this movie is because Russell Crowe is in nearly every one of the hundred thousand scenes, and he is good-looking. While this would make you fall somewhat short of Sick Individual status, you need some advice, which is: Go buy a People magazine and a vibrator.