Thursday, February 15, 2018
We drove to an AMC 24-plex just outside Phoenix to see two films, I, Tonya and The Shape of Water. I really had no desire to see I, Tonya, but mom wanted to see it and the reviews have been really strong, so I went along with it. Glad I did. The film's terrific with some superb performances. Tonya always reminded me of Gwen...someone who never owned her own mistakes or bad decisions, someone who always blamed the outside world for failing to fix the inner strife that carried her from one confrontation to another. I remember when Tonya's skate lace broke at the Olympic games and her cries to restart her routine. It wasn't her fault that the lace broke, even though she'd arrived at the venue late without enough time to prepare. The film captured her perspective while seemingly sticking to the truth of it all. The Keystone knuckleheads surrounding Team Tonya made for some good laughs and pointed reminders of our crazy culture. In 20 years, there will be an equally embarrassing cultural film called I, Donald, about a lunatic narcissist predator in chief who was enabled by an entire political party. It will be unbelievable, embarrassing, funny, and endemic to our culture, just like Tonya.
We had lunch at nearby restaurant, then watched The Shape of Water, this year's front runner for Best Picture. It's a beautiful beauty and the beast fable by Guillermo del Toro about a mute cleaner who falls in love with a secret Creature from the Black Lagoon captive of a paranoid 1950s red scare-obsessed government. The details are incredible as always, and Richard
We drove to an AMC 24-plex just outside Phoenix to see two films, I, Tonya and The Shape of Water. I really had no desire to see I, Tonya, but mom wanted to see it and the reviews have been really strong, so I went along with it. Glad I did. The film's terrific with some superb performances. Tonya always reminded me of Gwen...someone who never owned her own mistakes or bad decisions, someone who always blamed the outside world for failing to fix the inner strife that carried her from one confrontation to another. I remember when Tonya's skate lace broke at the Olympic games and her cries to restart her routine. It wasn't her fault that the lace broke, even though she'd arrived at the venue late without enough time to prepare. The film captured her perspective while seemingly sticking to the truth of it all. The Keystone knuckleheads surrounding Team Tonya made for some good laughs and pointed reminders of our crazy culture. In 20 years, there will be an equally embarrassing cultural film called I, Donald, about a lunatic narcissist predator in chief who was enabled by an entire political party. It will be unbelievable, embarrassing, funny, and endemic to our culture, just like Tonya.
We had lunch at nearby restaurant, then watched The Shape of Water, this year's front runner for Best Picture. It's a beautiful beauty and the beast fable by Guillermo del Toro about a mute cleaner who falls in love with a secret Creature from the Black Lagoon captive of a paranoid 1950s red scare-obsessed government. The details are incredible as always, and Richard
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