March 23rd, 2003

the only earth?


yesterday I wrote something about the war being boring. I think that what I really meant was that the coverage had become overwhelming: news as entertainment informed by hundreds of soda straw views of a giant thing that I don't really agree with. Not to mention twenty-four hour coverage regardless of new information.

I mean, bringing freedome to the oppressed is an excellent goal. But I doubt that's really what's going on, and even if it is, we aren't particularly good at doing that. At least the oil wells are secured to prevent an environmental disaster. And now it seems that we're killing more of our own people than "they" are.

So. I think I'm going to see The Pianist now, before Rachel's Oscar party.
the only earth?

big winner

I won the big Oscar guessing competition and took home a bottle of Scooby Doo bubble bath. For a while, I thought that I was out of the running when Elena took an early lead, but with 13 out of 24 I won in the end. I picked all of the actors & best film awards correctly. I think the biggest surprises were the 8 Mile song winning best original song and Roman Polanski winning best director. Except for Michael Moore, most of the speeches were either tasteful or unremarkable.

I also feel justified in not having seen Gangs of New York, which I avoided because it looked like it would just be a bunch of dirty people cutting each other.

Other than the awards, the hanging out was fun and we had good food and beverages. Several people commented on the logic of seeing a depressing war movie to avoid watching a depressing war on television, but I think it turned out to be a good choice.