I had a lot of fun tonight watching The Art of Flight with Jordon and Mark. While I am not a snowboarder or even a skier, you can’t help but be amazed at what these guys were able to do. Here is the trailer.
Jordon, Mark, and I have been watching Firefly and really got into the show which sadly only lasted 14 episodes. Tonight we watched the movie Serenity in which a lot of my favourite characters died. Despite not many people agreeing with me, it was one of the best television series and better movies that I have ever seen.
Jordon had watched this the other night on Netflix and talked me into watching it. I am not an economist or a politico but the Inside Job is an amazing documentary. I was shocked at conflict of interest that many members of the Reagan, Bush, Clinton, and Bush administration officials had while serving in power. Deregulation is like a drug and the investment banks/politicians were all addicted. The movie tells the story in the bankers and policy makers own words and those words are pretty disturbing on many, many levels. If you have a chance to watch it, make sure you do.
Grantland takes a look at the media coverage that surrounds Jennifer Aniston and her response to it.
Jennifer Aniston gets a kind of public mockery and extreme level of hatred that other less talented, more beautiful actresses don’t get. Aniston gets the loud public hatred of people who care inappropriately much about the superficial beauty of talented-at-their-craft actresses and the echoed hatred of women who hate themselves because of how impossible standards of beauty are. Even those who do seem to achieve them eventually age out.
The actresses who seem beautiful into old age are the ones like Helen Mirren who don’t cling to their vanity too ridiculously much, who don’t attempt to chase their younger selves with needles forever until they become unrecognizable. They continue to seem beautiful; we fell in love with their personalities to begin with, and personalities reside in their faces. We love specific actors because they look specific.
Aniston is a punching bag for single women, for cuckolded divorcées, for anyone who’s ever had the rug pulled out from under them and then been told they should never have bought that rug to begin with because they can’t afford it. And then also the sympathetic heroine of those same women, who work for themselves and actually can afford the rug. But all of that is exactly what makes Aniston such a great comedienne. Comedians are punching bags.
One of the unintended affects of spending more time at the Centre is that I have become better friends with some of the staff down there. Earlier this week Jordon was at the front desk with one of his staff and she goes, “Hand me the Rolodex, I need your home phone number.” Jordon goes, “You know, I am right here and if you need to tell me off, you can use my voice mail.” She laughed and said I need to call Wendy.
She had some movie tickets (that Jordon gave his staff) and invited me along to watch, The Haunting in Connecticut. Now Jordon knows I don’t handle scary movies very well so instead of helping me get out of it, he volunteered to watch Oliver by himself. I went along with a serious amount of reservation knowing I was about to be traumatized. Sure enough it was horrifying. I couldn’t even look for a bunch of it.
I managed to survive that and then yesterday I get another call, on Tuesday I am going to another scary movie, The Last House on the Left with some more staff. I am so doomed.
When I agreed to help out down there, no one said anything about horrifying movies.
To celebrate New Years, Saskatoon is in the middle of a big snow storm/blizzard. We went out and got supper and are now bringing in the New Year as a family by watching Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull. This is the first year where Mark is allowed to stay up to midnight and ring in the New Year while I think this is the first year in years where Jordon and I plan to make it past ten.
A couple of photos from tonight.
On Tuesday night, Jordon and I took Mark to the Roxy Theatre to see Shrek the Third. It was my first time at the Roxy and we were in the big theatre and it is gorgeous. I understand why Jordon enjoys taking Mark there on his day off.
After we got there, the experience went downhill. First of all I managed to drop my LARGE Coke all over my feet and sandals which prompted quite a laugh from Mark and Jordon. It could have been worse as there could have been someone sitting in front of us so I got lucky that way.
After that the movie started and it was really bad. There were so many scenes where it could have been funny but really wasn’t. Mark didn’t even laugh that much. For us, it may have been a franchise killer.
Later when Mark was asked which movie he liked better, Shrek or Surf’s Up, he said he liked them both. Surf’s Up was really funny but Shrek was in the nicer theatre and I dropped my Coke which was pretty funny which helped save the movie for him I guess.
I am glad the movie only cost us $2 a person because I am not sure if it was worth more than that.
It’s hard to believe, my little guy is turning seven on Saturday. To celebrate we are taking him to Spiderman 3 at the Galaxy Theatre. We got him a case for his Gameboy Advance, a Codename Kids Next Door game, a waterslide, and some shirts. I hope he likes them. Of course in anticipation of watching Spiderman 3, he had already put out the request for Spiderman underwear. Somehow this makes sense to Jordon so I just don’t ask questions. Guys can be so weird.
Update: Spiderman 3 was horrible but it was a nice birthday party.
I was given Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest for Christmas and we watched it last night after we celebrated Lee turning 25. It was a fun movie and Jonny Depp was great as Captain Jack Sparrow.
We gave Lee a baseball game for his PSP, a shirt, a Calgary Flames bank, and Jedi Knight Academy for his computer. We ate too much lasagna and cake and it was a fun night.