Jack, Naomi, and big-ass Gorillas
News from Tinseltown: Jack Black will be starring opposite the lovely
Naomi Watts in ol'
Peter Jackson's next feature, a remake of
King Kong, and as
MTV makes sure to mention in its headline, "No, not as the ape."
Slow Pace and Superlatives
Why is it that some critics (sneer) will only hail as "great" those films that will put some people to sleep? Not that I think (all) such movies are bad or even necessarily boring, but some people do. Take for example
Lost in Translation or
Mystic River - two great films right? I think so, but I'll be the first to admit that neither has anything close to a lightning-fast plot, and as a result, I know there are people who didn't enjoy either. Critics loved 'em, though; they ate 'em up. I did too - they're great films from the writing straight through the directing all the way to the acting. That's not the point.
The point is this: when an amazing film comes out and its plot is a little more up-tempo, the critics yawn "average" or "mildly entertaining."
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, as I've said, is
brilliant, period, but
Rolling Stone gives it 3-1/2 stars out of five and our own dear
Excrement awards it 2-1/2, and the word around the Net is that
Eternal Sunshine is a
B+ movie. However, no review I've read has actually found anything
wrong with the film (except one that called it "self absorbed"). I just don't get it, maybe it's because I'm not a critic, but how can you
not throw out the superlatives when talking about
Eternal Sunshine?
Adam you just don't understand
I'm sorry Adam, but you seem not to understand the allusion that was my last post's title. You see back in the day, there was this nice and funny tv show called 'Saturday Night.' In its first two years, there was this sketch called Weekend Update, featuring Dan Aykroyd and Jane Curtin. During this sketch, they had a recurring feature called 'Point Counterpoint,' during which the two cast members would debate a topic, that ultimately turned into them insulting one another directly, and not just their point of view. One quote that frequently came up was 'Jane you ignorant slut,' afterwhich Aykroyd would go on to explain why her point of view was obviously wrong. And as you can clearly see now, I was not attacking you directly, I was merely alluding to one of my favorite tv sketches. Jerk.
That wasn't very nice, Collin.
A quick note: I'm sorry for the misunderstanding, Collin. I wasn't railing against you for saying the movie was
merely great. I was railing against your not writing about the movie here as of that time. But since your response was so impassioned, I suppose I'll be nice and let it slide, even though you did call me an
ignorant slut.
Adam You Ignorant Slut
Adam, clearly you misunderstood me when I said 'great.' As you have no doubtedly discovered for yourself now, this is by far the best movie i have seen in a long time, yes, even better than 'Lost in Translation,' and we all know how much I loved that. Truth be told, I never really cared for Kate Winslet, but she is absolutely stunning throughout this entire piece. And Jim Carrey is amazing as Joel, brilliant character portrayed perfectly. As I once explained it to Adam:
jim carrey = not jim carrey
kate winslet = fine
And as far as Adam's non-contrived ending goes, well...he's right. The ending is perfect. It plays right into how the movie had described the characters, and I believe is exactly what would have happened if it were real. I absolutely loved it. Truth be told, I was terribly depressed for the rest of the day when I saw it (as I saw a 1:10 p.m. showing the day it opened), but that was due to how much I identified with the characters having recently experienced a similar downfall of a relationship.
During perhaps one of the best, most fitting parts of the movie (and definitely one of the hardest to watch emotionally), Kirsten Dunst's character reads an excerpt from a poem:
"Eloisa to Abelard"
by Alexander Pope (not Pope Alexander)
207 How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
208 The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
209 Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
210 Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd;
211 Labour and rest, that equal periods keep;
212 "Obedient slumbers that can wake and weep;"
213 Desires compos'd, affections ever ev'n,
214 Tears that delight, and sighs that waft to Heav'n.
215 Grace shines around her with serenest beams,
216 And whisp'ring angels prompt her golden dreams.
217 For her th' unfading rose of Eden blooms,
218 And wings of seraphs shed divine perfumes,
219 For her the Spouse prepares the bridal ring,
220 For her white virgins hymeneals sing,
221 To sounds of heav'nly harps she dies away,
222 And melts in visions of eternal day.
Now, she actually only says the first four lines of this, but I found the entire stanza to be too beautiful and fitting of the movie to not include. The full poem itself is infact several stanzas, and is in total 366 lines.
This is my response to Adam for saying that I didn't do the movie justice with 'great':
sad, depressing, romantic, funny, tragic, chaotic, reminiscent, nostalgic, amazing, apalling, sweet, touching, honest, beautiful, frightening, gorgeous, crazy, clumsy, dizzying, mesmerizing, calm, peaceful, memorable, brilliant, magnificent, and soothing
This is my definition of the word 'great,' when I told Adam that this movie was 'great.' But who knows, perhaps I should just say that this movie was nice.
Stay tuned for my regularly scheduled
Weekend Movie Review, where I will tell you of movies such as 'Dawn of the Dead,' and hopefully 'The Ladykillers,' if time allows.
Due to popular demand, the WAUT has returned. Currently, and fittingly, 'nice' shall be known as the WAUT. If you wish to understand, you will have to go see 'Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.'
Never try to forget something. No matter how bad you believe a past experience to be, you wouldn't be the person you are now without those events. They have shaped who you are, and you cannot deny this. So instead of trying to erase you past and change who you are, embrace your memories, the good and the bad. Go forth and make knew memories for yourself, and try to help others make fond ones as well.
I Have to Write This Before I Decide to Forget It.
Collin, my friend. You are a fool. You went to see
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind last week. You told me it was great. What the hell were you thinking!? Why haven't you written about this piece of work yet?? This is quite probably the single most brilliant film I have ever seen - the guys I saw it with agree, brilliant is the only word that can describe it.
Seriously, though. If you haven't seen writer Charlie Kaufman's third masterpiece (
Being John Malcovic,
Adaptation.), do it, now. Drop what you're doing, whatever it is, and go see it. Right now, I can see this winning Best Original Screenplay, Best Film, Best Director, and Best Editing at next year's
Peters, and I wouldn't rule out a nomination for Best Visual Effects, either.
The attention to detail (watch Clementine's roots throughout and just try to look for a flaw), the brilliant writing, and the utterly non-contrived ending...I mean just wow. I'm asking how many Golden Globes this could win next year - let's start the bidding at 9, shall we?
Jim Carrey, Kate Winslett, and Elijah Wood (at full height, no less)....all brilliant.
Why are you still reading this? Go watch
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. GO!
Dropping Balls and Taking Names, Meganomaniacally and Collegiately
Sorry it's been so long since Culturegeist has been updated - midterms, spring break, and the general sloth that follows a week of each of both will do that to college kids. Anywho, we're back, and should be updating more regularly now, so hang on.
Some business to take care of:
The WAUT - Yeah, I know Collin and I slipped a bit in the last couple of posts and didn't use the WAUT. It's not that we dropped the ball, it's just that "duckin' firiculus" had reached the end of its arbitrary unit of time. Watch out for a new WAUT to make an appearance as soon as one strikes either one of us.
WCCR Music Director (i.e. me) - I, on the other hand, have dropped the ball regarding my responsibilities as WCCR music director. I'm blaming it on the intimidation factor involved with a pile of 80 CDs nobody's ever heard (or heard of, for that matter). So I'm resolving to pass on most of those and get Station Manager
Tony to get me new CDs he (read: the station) receives in the mail ASAP, so I don't have that giant pile o' music to worry about.
On to the good stuff...
Last month - nearly two months ago at this point -
Incubus released their fourth major-label album
A Crow Left of the Murder, so named for the second track and in tribute to being just outside of the mainstream (a group of crows, of course, being termed a murder). I've been a fan of Incubus ever since they released 'Stellar' off of
Make Yourself, and this album is just as good as anything they've put out. What really catches my attention is how much riskier this album is than a lot of CDs being put out by other big-name bands (read: Linkin Park). Incubus' last effort, 2001's
Morning View, embodied a lot of risk by being a lot more mellow at times with tracks like '11am,' 'Mexico,' and 'Aqueous Transition,' and this album keeps with a mellower sound in a few tracks ('Southern Girl' and 'Here In My Room'), but that's not the risk - been there done that. This album sounds less over-produced than their previous works. I know, you're thinking, "But that's the trend, now, look at The White Stripes and The Strokes!" That's missing the point: those bands are more garage rock than Incubus has ever been (they have a DJ in the band, now, come on). I like the sound - it might be that I'm getting more into indie rock, but I like it. This album also caught some of the edge that some have said
Morning View was missing. Tracks like 'Sick Sad Little World,' 'Pistola,' 'Priceless,' and 'Megalomaniac' (with its brilliant and overtly political video) are testament to that. If you're into good rock music - fast, slow, hard, soft, angsty, lovey-dovey - give this album a shot; it more than deserves it. They've even thrown a little extra incentive into buying the CD: those who purchase it and go online can get an exclusive password to Internet presales for tickets to Incubus' tour this summer. There, now how can you say no?
It's March, and we know what that means. No, the 15th has come and gone - I'm not talking about the Ides, I'm talking the Big Dance. The NCAA tournament is here, and my bracket is shot to hell. I've only got 7 of the Sweet 16 teams, but my Final Four is 3/4 in tact (stupid Kentucky), and both my National Championship teams are still alive (Wake Forest over Duke), but I digress. I'm not talking about who's going to be whom this weekend, I'm talking about CBS' coverage of said chalk/upsets. It actually just hit me a few minutes ago, but CBS did a good job, at least in my area, of keeping up with all the games while sacrificing relatively little of the "main" game for my market. I can only think of once when they left in the closing seconds of a game to show a game with over a minute left, but the first game had a 10 point separation, while the new matchup was within a couple points (if memory serves). Also, I gotta love the anchors in the studio chastising each other over picks like
Gonzaga or
Stanford or even *gasp*
Kentucky as National Champion; it keeps things light and reminds us that the pundits (in sports as in politics) don't know everything (so that's why they're on TV instead of taking Tubby Smith or Mike Davis or even Miss Cleo's jobs).
That's all I got for now, gotta go watch some hoops and listen to Incubus.
UPDATE: Friday 26 March 12:16pm
I'm done with this year's pool. Wake Forest bit the dust last night thanks to St. Joe's. Oh well, now I just gotta sit through baseball season and wait till the fall when fantasy NFL picks back up.
Reviews, Opinions, and Promotional Pimps
Well its been a few days since i've posted, mostly due to the fact that i've been running around trying to get multitudes of things accomplished. Amazingly, late Thursday night, I purchased a computer, after having bugged all of my friends for days to help me make sure I got the right one. And I would like to take this chance to thank them for putting up with me.
Now, back to the topic at hand. While Adam here is a promotional pimp for his indie record labels, I will try to bring you the unbiased opinion of...well, me. Now, it must have slipped Adam's mind to let me borrow said CD's so that I may form my own opinion to counter/agree with his, and therefore I will not currently be able to review the aforementioned albums. However, I will bring you updates as to what I have been listening to, and to offer insight into these wonderful bands and albums.
First off, 'Lost in Translation' is probably my favorite movie of the past year. Yes, you heard me, I'd have to say its beyond 'The Return of the King.' It also has one of the best soundtracks, and I highly recommend coming by it by whatever means you deem fit. Especially check for the song 'Just Like Honey' by The Jesus and Mary Chain, which you may recognize as the song that plays as the movie comes to a close. Absolutely wonderful track there.
Speaking of soundtracks....if you've seen and like 'Kill Bill' I highly recommend...no wait, demand that you go out and find a copy of this soundtrack. Absolutely amazing. Only Quentin Tarantino could put together such a soundtrack that so perfectly fits the movie. Look for 'Battle without Honor or Humanity' and 'Don't Let Me be Misunderstood' as the two stand-out tracks.
As far as newer, indie bands go, I recommend OK Go, and The Reunion Show. A couple of great bands here. You may recognize OK Go from their hit single 'Get Over It.' High energy, pop-punk sound gives them their own personal feel to this anger filled anthem. I suggest checking out the songs '1000 Miles Per Hour,' 'You're so Damn Hot,' and 'Don't Ask Me.' As for The Reunion Show, I first discover this little band when I came upon their cd in Von's Record Shop when I was flipping through their selection. The reviews mentioned on the album sleeve compared them to the likes of Weezer with their geek-punk sound. Being a huge Weezer fan myself and the CD being cheap, I picked it up, and have never regretted it. Even on repeat listenings, its still a great CD. 'Art of Doing Nothing' is a great example of their fun sound, and 'New Rock Revolution' demonstrates their high-energy doses of geek-punk.
And now...we've reached a weekly feature here on Culturegeist....
Collin's Weekend Review. Here at the Cary Quad West, we usually take over the big screen in the basement, and watch movies and play various games. This weekend being no exception, I'm here to review one game, and three movies for you.
First, the games.....
Virtua Tennis for the Dreamcast.
Virtua Tennis is by far one of the greatest arcade games to ever grace the likes of Putt-Putt. And while the Dreamcast controller is a bit oversized and a pain on your thumbs, its still a great game. If you happen to have four controllers, the doubles matches make for great fun.
Now, the movies...
Pirates of the Caribbean
Definitly an amazing movie. Johnny Depp provides a two-hour impression of Keith Richards in this amazing, oscar nominated performance, as he captures the audiences attention and love. While Legol- er....Orlando Bloom gives a worthy performance as a blacksmith turned pirate. The lovely Keira Knightly is absolutely spectacular, and she's a pretty good actress too. Geoffrey Rush probably delivers the best performance in the movie as a mutinous first mate turned skull and bones captain (literally). Over all, absolutely amazing, 9 of 10 stars.
Braveheart
Now I have to be honest, this was the first time I've ever seen this movie, and I must admit, it was better than I had expected. Although pretty inaccurate historically speaking, the movie does give a glimpse into the bloody history between Scotland and England. With amazing fight scenes, and moving/disturbing torture scenes, you can feel the struggle for freedom. My favorite thing about the movie though, is that it pretty much declares that William Wallace broke the current line of kings, very cheeky indeed. 8 of 10 stars.
Willow
George Lucas and Ron Howard team to create one of the greatest fantasy tales of our time. Building on classic themes of fantasy stories,
Willow goes above and beyond your normal fantasy movie. Although not politically correct, I think it has been decided that all of the midgets in the screen actors guild, and some of their cousins, appear in the opening of the movie. That being said, the incomparable Billy Barty appears as the elder wizard High Aldwin in one of his greatest performances, right up there with Gwildor in
Masters of the Universe, and Noodles MacIntosh in
UHF. Val Kilmer also gives one of his best performances as thief turned hero.
Willow - 9 of 10.
Masters of the Universe - 6 of 10 (but still one of my favorite movies of the 80's)
UHF - 6 of 10 - (but one of the funnitest movies of the 80's, especially/only if you like Weird Al)
RIP Billy Barty ~ 2000.
Thus ends our broadcast day....beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.
Where's the Music?
So we here at Culturegeist have been concentrating mostly on movies since our inception 4 days ago (It's been four days!?), what with the
Peters, the
Razzies, Hidalgo, and Jesus, but all that's about to change. Now that I'm the music director at
WCCR, Cary Quadrangle's (of Purdue University) very own web radio station, I have a stack - well, more a disheveled pile - of more than 50 CDs from the last 8 months or so to listen through and review. And, you guessed it, I'm going to report to you, the eagerly awaiting populace, on the best of these
hot new bands. I've just started listening to them, and I'm about 3/4 of the way through the second CD - even though the first one shouldn't really count; it was a live CD of one of my favorite bands,
The Mars Volta, who I'm actually seeing live in Indy next month.
Anyway, the CD I'm listening to now is from a NY-based quartet called Stuck On 8. Their album
All I Know makes it easy to tell who the band's two biggest influences are: Dave Matthews Band and the Red Hot Chili Peppers. They've got a few really good tracks which, if the band gets any kind of publicity, could and even should be playing on college radio stations around the country.
On a more local note, those of you out there who are into *legal* music downloads should check out some of the Indianapolis-based music that's been on there for only about a month.
Benchmark Records, a local indie label, signed a deal with iTunes last month and now the likes of
Loretta,
America Owns the Moon, and Devil To Pay are all available for download at reasonable prices. *cheesy salesman grin* Just thought I'd give you all a heads up.
The Passion and 1000-Character limits
So, I lied about that being my last post, but that's not my faullt! I blame Hoov, seeing as his comments on my post (which surpassed our HaloScan comments' 1000-character limit) are the basis for this post, and here they are:
Nice commentary...although as a history major, this and all of the other "controversial" discussion of this movie misses what in my mind is a fairly major point: crucifixion is one of the all time inhumane, brutal and torturous ways to die. From what I have read--religiosity aside--this is a physically accurrate account of a crucifying. As a prof I had in college said about the death of Jesus and crucifixion in general (parphrasing here): "You dont die just from being stapled to a cross for three hours--these were horrific beatings..." We have over the years so sanitized the death of Jesus to make it consumable for the masses, that we have lost the historically accurrate context for the ass whoopin that it was.
So I am a little mystified by everyone's dismay at the brutality, or the claims that MG is sensationalizing the death of Jesus to make a point. You could compare this to the "controversy" surrounding the brutality in "Full Metal Jacket" or "Platoon" 15 or 20 years ago (I remember one reviewer saying that they were "offended by such a brutal picture of war"...Dude! It's f*&^%$# war!!!) after our society had watched 30 years of John Wayne neatly taking over World War II beaches. It may have been popular myth, but it werent war folks...
A confirmed non-Jew,
Hoov
And he makes a good point. Being crucified is at the top of my Ways Not to Die list - has been since I learned (maybe from watching
Sparticus?) just what a duckin' firiculously painful way to die it is. Of course, now I can't remember if it's from your lungs filling up with water or from your ribs crushing your lungs, but regardless, it would suck a lot. Actually, since I'm writing on the subject again, I saw another critique along the same lines as my last post, this time written by
Gregg Easterbrook (who also happens to be the author of the very funny
Tuesday Morning Quarterback during the NFL season) - just scroll down to the March 3rd post on his blog.
Oh, by the way, it's kinda cool that my parents and their friends are reading this. Thanks for giving us a shot, and even more for getting us feedback - we love that stuff.
Josh, the Annointed, the Beaten into the ground
So I finally saw
The Passion of the Christ last weekend. Yeah, Quentin Tarantino was put to shame by the violence in this film, which bordered on the duckin' firiculous. A friend of mine noticed that Jesus didn't receive the traditional 40 lashes, but received 32 lashes - hooray for being able to count in Latin - before the Roman punishers started the count over with a stronger, metal-tipped cat-o-nine-tails sorta whip thingy, for a grand total of 72 lashes. Now, I'm in an agnostic stage in my life, and that may have something to with this, but the massive flogging didn't mess with me the way I heard others talking about. I was disturbed by these scenes because of the sheer beating this
man was receiving, not because of the specific historical icon that man happened to be - call me a Humanist. Of course, Richard Cohen over @ WaPo was disturbed for a
whole other reason:
There was so much blood, so much flayed skin, so much horror that almost immediately I became inured to it all. I felt as a surgeon must in the operating theater or, maybe, as the torturer feels when another "job" is brought before him. More work. Repeatedly, I found myself checking my watch.
He also throws out the F-word in his column - fascist - not in reference to Mel or anything, but in the temperament of the film. Violence is a huge part of the fascist mindset, and after reading Cohen's reaction, I have to agree: pretty fascistic. Christopher Hitchens over at
Slate drops this particular F-bomb, too, and he goes into some of Mr. Gibson's less admirable (in my eyes, at least)
tastes in humor:
[A]n associate of his had once told me, in lacerating detail, that an evening with Mel was one long fiesta of boring but graphic jokes about anal sex. I've since had that confirmed by other sources. And, long before he emerged as the spear-carrier for the sort of Catholicism once preached by Gen. Franco and the persecutors of Dreyfus, Mel Gibson attained a brief notoriety for his loud and crude attacks on gays. Now he's become the proud producer of a movie that relies for its effect almost entirely on sadomasochistic male narcissism. The culture of blackshirt and brownshirt pseudomasculinity, as has often been pointed out, depended on some keen shared interests. Among them were massively repressed homoerotic fantasies, a camp interest in military uniforms, an obsession with flogging and a hatred of silky and effeminate Jews. Well, I mean to say, have you seen Mel's movie?
There are a thousand other columns and blogs I could rip off to further this discourse, but I digress.
Like most have said before me, folks, this flick is not the Gospel truth, it's an Australian conservative Traditionalist Catholic's
interpretation of the four Gospels, which often contradict each other. I'm not saying the whole thing is a massive lie perpetrated by anti-Semites, I'm just saying that you gotta see this for what it is: a movie. I've posed it to friends since I saw it that you will come out of it with reinforced beliefs: if you went in thinking the film would be anti-Semitic, it will be, and vice-versa; if you went in yourself being anti-Semitic, you'll come out probably an even stronger anti-Semite, but
The Passion won't
make you think that way; if you went in a Christian, there you go, but don't expect a tsunami of converts on the heels of James Caviezel's performance.
Now, since this has been thoroughly beaten into the ground by all sides of whatever issues have arisen out of
The Passion, consider this my one, only, and final post on the topic.
Gigli Wins! Loses! What?
Unless you're a fan of the
Golden Raspberry Awards, which held its 24th Annual Razzies along with the newly renamed
Peters this past week, you may not realize that
Gigli is nearly as recordbreaking as Jackson's epic adaptation. That's right, ladies and gents, The Bennifer fiasco mob-comedy flop swept the Razzies, going above and beyond the call of sucking. From the
official press release:
ALL SIX “top” RAZZIES®: Worst Picture, Worst Actor (Ben Affleck), Worst Actress (Jennifer Lopez) and Worst Screen Couple (Affleck & Lopez combined) as well as Worst Screenplay and Worst Director (both the work of Triple-Crown “winner” Martin Brest, who also co-produced the film).
Other notes from the Razzies: Sly Stallone broke new ground as a horrible actor with his record-setting tenth win in an amazing thirty (count 'em!) nominations, this year for worst supporting actor for his five roles in the latest
Spy Kids flick - that's just duckin' firiculous, yo.
Hidalgo, Schmalgo...
Well I found this interesting. According to a news brief on
IMDB, Disney's upcoming movie
Hidalgo, the supposed amazing true story, is based on nothing more than a tall tale. The movie tells the tale of an American cowboy who goes to Arabia to participate in a 3000 mile race across the desert, nicknamed the ocean of fire. According to Dr. Awad Al-Badim, director of research at the King Faisal Center for Research and Islamic Studies and an authority on Western travelers to Arabia, no such race has ever taken place. He noted that the idea of the 3000 mile race was 'pure nonsense,' and that it would put the finish line 'somewhere in Romania.' If that wasn't interesting enough, apparently US historians have also done some research into it, discovering the story to have come from fabricated tales told by Frank Hopkins, the real-life cowboy that's depicted in the movie, who apparently was considered to be a pathological liar by historians.
Now....why would Disney go and make such a big deal about this movie being based on a true story, and then not even bother to research into it one bit? Michael Eisner, this is duckin' firiculous....I salute you.
Counterpoint (Adam is wrong)
Well....as Adam previously stated, welcome to Culturegeist, the single happenin'-ist site that's run by two college guys who live on the second and third floor of the same dorm and who also work together in the dining hall, on the internet....a very prestegious title indeed. As it is 1:45 AM as i write this....i'm way too tired to do much more than say that Adam is duckin' firiculous (see WAUT) for doubting the everlasting juggernaut that is 'The Return of the King.' Although, i have to admit that i would have liked to see 'Pirates of the Caribbean' walk away with best makeup. And as far as the sheep go....i think its best that nobody thanked them, as i would be afraid of what reasons they would have for thanking a sheep in the first place.
Speaking of pirates....I believe that Johnny Depp deserved to win the Best Actor Oscar. Not since 'Cry Baby' has he delivered such a stirring and altogether amazing performance. He deserves to be honored for the two-hour impression of Keith Richards that was...Captain Jack Sparrow.
And with that....i believe i shall go to bed. Stay tuned for future updates and features to the site. FYI....approximately 1 month and 15 days until Kill Bill: Vol. 2.
Rock on Honorable Ones.
Point (Welcome)
So this is the first post here at Culturegeist, and it will serve the purpose of blasting the Academy. None will stand in the way of the NAZI juggernaut that is
The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King!!! The ceremony's over, and LotR went 11 for 11, when Mystic River was a much stronger screenplay, and there are some other discrepencies I can think of, but I'm fuming too damn hard. They won half the friggin awards! Next year, it'll be the
77th Annual Peters! That showing was duckin' firiculous* as all damn. I hope New Zealand is happy, although that reminds me of another grievance: no sheep were thanked. In a country whose population is 93.4% sheep, I find it deeply hurtful that the good people who made LotR (a good movie, but still!) found no reason to thank any of them. This is a travesty that cannot go unmentioned. Anyway, welcome to Culturegeist - we hope to keep you amused with our clever banter and whatnot. Collin, take your shots.
Peter Jackson, I say to you,
Seig Heil!!
*current Word of the Arbitrary Unit of Time (
WAUT)**
**We here @ Culturegeist will try to implement a
Word of the Arbitrary Unit of Time, which will be in each of our posts until a new
WAUT takes its place.
