Friday, November 19, 2004

Well, the template will change eventually, beyond changing the background color to a school-year-suitable maroon. But not right now.

After seeing none whatsoever in all the previous course of my life, I have now seen two movie sneak-previews, both right down the street at Ida Noyes. Yay Doc Films! Furthermore, I have seen one sneak preview of a good movie. Let's start with the other one.

Under no circumstances should you actually pay to see National Treasure, starring Nicholas Cage as a dude who steals the Declaration of Independence to prevent the theft of the Declaration of Independence. All this is done on account of an ancient treasure hidden by the freemasons, including the founding fathers. Ben Franklin personally designed old-school 3-D glasses for the purpose. The phrase of the day is "non sequitur." There are brief flashes of goodness, but most of it is unintentionally funny. There are much better movie-going options. Such as leaving the theatre, hunting down Nicholas Cage, and preventing him from ever doing another movie for Disney. But I digress.

The movie you should see, of the two, is Kinsey, the movie that puts the "sex...y" in "clinical sexology". Well, alright, it's not all that sexy or necessarily clinical, but it is a damn good movie. Liam Neeson is supposedly up for an Oscar, and he's very good as the man who invented the scientific study of sex. First, the 50's are just funny for sexual viewpoints. Second, Kinsey is a very sympathetic character without being portrayed one-sidedly. Thirdly, it's just a good movie, acting and story-wise. And if your anything like me, you will cringe more times than you probably ever have in a movie. One caveat: if you go in looking for gratuitous nudity and sex scenes, you will be disappointed, which really makes the movie much easier to take seriously anyway.

Also, I like swords. So I've joined the fencing club team. Up to this point this just involves moving bakc and forth in really weird posture that uses muscles you had no awareness of. These muscles, ?I note, do not like to be bothered. That said, fencing is still cool.

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