My Dear Lemon Lima

spot the sealsIt kind of reminds me of Rushmore, but the Max Fischer-type character isn’t the hero. And it’s definitely quirkier.

I ususally like quirkier. This is one of those times.

It also kind of reminds me of Revenge of the Nerds, but not raunchy. Thank goodness. This isn’t the 80’s anymore.

While Shades of Ray tells us its good to be with your own kind, I think that Dear Lemon Lima tells us that it’s good to be yourself. And to make the most of it. The most of yourself. Go long. Live large. Grab the gusto. But this movie is not a beer commercial.

It does not take place in your father’s Alaska. I think Alaska is just a metaphor for being out on your own, without any help. It’s just you against the world.

Our hero is completely suppressing her native Alaskan heritage. Oddly enough, all the anglos at the prep school are obsessed with fetishizing native Alaskan stuff, even if they can’t tell Athabascans from Aleuts. So that’s another metaphor. She’s got what they want: Authenticity.

But she thinks she wants what they’ve got: pretense. Pretension? Pretendosity? Pretentiousness!!!

There’s one part of this movie that I really didn’t like. You’ll know it when you get to it. At the time, I thought that it was a cheat. Toward the end of the movie, as shadows of trees whiz by, I thought that they were going to actually use the cheat. Can you imagine anything more disgusting than a used cheat? But instead, they only barely referred to it. And that made all the difference, and it wasn’t a cheat any more. In fact, is was kind of all transcendant, but in a way that was almost un-noticable. That’s exactly how I like my transcendence!

The soundtrack includes 3 songs I’ve never heard before. One by Becky Stark called “Don’t Go to Sleep” haunts me with it’s simplicity. It’s two minutes and twelve seconds of perfection.

So even though there’s no snow, I really like this movie. Take a look, and don’t concentrate just on what you see. Think about what it’s trying to say, what it means.

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Ray’s Sunglasses

shadesShades of Ray is an amazing indie comedy. You will recognize every one of the characters. And the situations that they’re in will resonate with your life. It will all seem very familiar, even if you aren’t half-Pakistani.

Basically, the guy from Chuck, whose dad is Dr. Bashir’s dad from Deep Space Nine, and whose mom was friends with Edward Scissorhands, is best friends with the computer guy from Joss Whedon’s Dollhouse. His dad and mom have a fight and his dad moves in with him just after Ray doesn’t get an answer to his marriage proposal.

It seems so simple as I tell it, but all the complications become apparent in the movie. And instead of being some mechanical comedy, it all rings so true to life.

This movie made me feel proud to be an American. Even if I don’t play golf. It’s about fitting in. It’s about family. It’s about seeing things about your friends that they can’t see themselves.

See for it yourself. If you can.

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Radio Flyer Away With Me

Scoot 'N ZoomI love Radio Flyer. Doesn’t everyone have fond memories of their little red wagon, or tricycle, or Inchworm?

Actually, I have un-fond memories of my Inchworm . That’s because I never had one as a kid. My parents never got me one, no matter how much I asked or whined or screamed. Much like Donnie Darko and his Hungry Hungry Hippos, my life remains unfulfilled. And yet, I still have fond feelings for all things Radio Flyer.

But recently there was a recall. The Scoot ‘n Zooms (model #711 — but model #711B are OK) can topple forward. Presumably more than usual. You could bust your lip! They’re recalling 165 THOUSAND of them sold over the course of 1 year.

I checked mine, and yup, it’s a #711. No “B” here. I clicked on their website, filled out my address.

A few days later a letter arrived. “Put the wheels in this pre-paid envelope and send them back to us. Then recycle the rest of the toy.” There was $5 postage on the pre-paid envelope. That adds up to about $825,000 just in postage. For a $20 toy, that’s a lot of lost profit margins.

In a few more days I received a voicemail from Jenny. They wanted my physical address instead of my PO Box so they could send me a new Scoot ‘n Zoom via UPS. Usually I don’t give *anyone* my physical address. Even my wife doesn’t know it. But somehow I instinctively trusted Jenny.

Now I have a brand new Scoot ‘n Zoom, model #711B. It has balance and grace like never before.

It was a good call by a great company, located in Chicago, making American Made toys for our kids. And for me. I love my Scoot ‘n Zoom.

Thank you Radio Flyer folks!

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Me Again, You Again

NemesesesJudging from the online reviews, a lot of people don’t realize that You Again is a comedy, let alone a farce.

One reviewer complained that the characters behaved reprehensibly. And they really do. That’s part of the anarchic catharsis allowed by Aristotelian comedy. In general, comedy sets bad examples, things we’re supposed to learn from.

Someone mentioned that the wedding planner seemed to be from a different movie. Her entrance is truly over the top! you’ve got to see it. Maybe the wedding planner scene really is the first completely out-there scene of the movie. Maybe it’s your final warning that logic doesn’t work in this movie’s world. But I can’t imagine how folks could miss all the earlier signs.

Unless it’s because folks just love Jamie Lee Curtis and Sigourney Weaver. They don’t merely identify with them, they adore them! These two women should never behave so deplorably! They should be respectable and noble. Otherwise there’s something wrong with the movie!

In this universe, every woman has a personal nemesis who first became apparent in high school, and who ruined everything forever.

Perhaps folks are really hungering to see a serious drama based on this idea. One without the pratfalls and weird coincidences. Where, despite your best efforts to prevent it, you are forced to take bloody vengeance upon your uber-evil adversary. And it is all so righteous and uplifting! Maybe the time is right for such a film. I mean besides all the superhero flicks.

Of course, in this comedy movie, the women are all their own worst enemies. Vengeance leads to self-destruction. If it weren’t a comedy, there’d be a lot of broken and hurting people at the end. Actually, there are lots of broken and hurting people at the end of this movie, but they’re dancing despite those heavy plaster casts on their limbs. So it’s OK, it’s a pleasant sort of pain. “Batter my heart, o three-person God.”

So if you know going into it that it’s a moralistic revenge comedy, maybe you’ll find it funny too.

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Smellerific!

Deodorant Stone & Ayate washclothSo I was at the health food store to pick up a healthful version of cheetos. I was unsuccessful, thankfully.

It’s at health food stores that I find my favorite hygiene products. Some day I will post a review of brands of bar soap that I have known and loved. For the impatient, Skin Trip Coconut and Dr. Bronner’s Eucalyptus are my faves. But I’m still on the lookout for something scouringly grapefruitish.

Today, however, a washcloth caught my eye. Currently at home I’m using these blue or white microfiber washcloths that I found in the automotive section of Walmart. Except for the occasional friction burns on my face, they rock. Anyway, I saw something that looked like woven straw. They called it Ayate and promised it would get softer, more pliable, and more substantial shortly after exposure to water. And it included a deodorant stone for free.

Once I got the washcloth home and tried it out, I liked it more than a loufah. But I didn’t enjoy its facial interactions. It was a little too pokey in the eye for my taste. Or from my point of view, perhaps. And I couldn’t work it into my ear to get some traction on those auricular curvations.

So I’ll keep the microfiber for my face, and maybe work up some lather on the elbows and kneecaps with the Ayate . No big win, but no big loss.

Then I turned my attention to the deodorant stone.

My wife said she’d tried one once before, and it didn’t work for her. Still, I was curious, and moved to try it out.

I don’t want my deodorant to smell. Not like baby powder, musk, sandalwood, nor green eggs and ham. I want odorless deodorant. Although if it smells a little bit like aluminum, I don’t mind that very much. It’s all the perfumey smells that bother me. Once upon a time I tried some Old Spice gel deodorant. It mixed with my body chemisty and created something like mustard gas. Because of that, the Red Cross stills bars my admission to the Geneva Convention. There was talk of crimes against humanity. It was THAT bad.

So I prefer simple deodorants.

Mennen Speed Stick used to have this unscented bar that worked well for me. Then one day I saw this TV commercial complaining of “flaky white stuff”. I knew that they were talking to me. So I had to move to clear gels.

There’s a lot of bad smelling clear gel deodorants out there. Watch out for some of the baby powder ones. They’re especially insidious. The smell keeps wafting up for days, even after several showers of scrubbing till your pits are raw. That baby powder smell just won’t go away. Why do we torture baby’s with that awful odor anyway?

Finally I settled on Dry Idea. It’s labelled as “unscented”, but that’s not really true. There’s something in there that smells of something other than good ol’ American aluminum. But it’s pretty insipid, and quickly fades. If you’re standing there, facing the mirror in the morning, before any coffee, wondering: “Did I already put my deodorant on?” With Dry Idea there’s a brief window of opportunity to clearly discern, “Why yes, it smells like I already did.” So that’s OK.

But this post is about that deodorant stone.

It’s round and flat and milky white. Reminds me of a largish chunk of hail, but without the embedded sand dollar embellishment. Supposedly over time it wears down like a bar of soap. But this can take months. Maybe a year. It doesn’t feel soapy. You get it wet, then rub it around wherever you think smelly things might grow. Even your feet! I get the feeling it’s just some sort of salt that inhibits stinky bacteria growth. The instructions say you don’t have to wash your hands with soap afterwards (which I always do with the deodorant sticks), just rinse with plain water.

It doesn’t feel like anything is going onto your armpit except maybe some water. It doesn’t smell like anything, except maybe water. It doesn’t seem to leave any noticeable residue after the water dries. No flaky white stuff.

Best of all, two days later and I still don’t smell anything particularly bad. So it’s been working at least as well as my stick deodorant. This requires more testing. Thank goodness I’m patient. And I dont’ smell of baby powder. Will let you know as things develop.

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The Default American Way?

Red George

People who make promises and don’t keep them are scumballs.

As Tom Hanks always says:

You can’t just say, “I promise,” then forget about it. “I promise” are the most important words you’ll ever say… well almost the most important words you’ll ever say.

Especially when the promises are important, like paying back money that they borrowed. You ever have somebody who borrowed your grill, and then never brought it back. Or worse, after the end of summer they bring it back, but the leg is broken so every time you try to move it, it falls over and dumps ashes everywhere.

People like that are scumballs and don’t deserve any respect or consideration.

Recently a bunch of people have been saying that The United States of America is a scumball.

Pretty strong words. Especially coming from politicians. Especially from folks who want to be elected president. They say America doesn’t deserve any respect or consideration.

They say America should have defaulted on it’s obligations. They say it’s normal for America to break its promises, especially the important ones. They say it’s normal for Americans to not pay back debts they owe.

They say that it’s been going on for as long as the sun shines and the grass grows and the wind blows and the rivers flow. They say we regularly cheat people out of their rightful 40 acres and a mule. They say that our sons and daughters have died in vain.

I’m not sure that I agree with these people. I don’t think America is that bad. But I know that I won’t be loaning these folks my grill. They must be the ones that defaulted on their mortgages and caused this global economic disaster.

I wouldn’t trust them if I were you.

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Who is John Flansburgh?

Who's John Flansburgh?Or who is John Linnell?

Objectively, there’s no way for you to know. But if you’re an abjectivist, or a projectionist, then it should be ovbious.

Either one of them might be a giant!

Put the bumper sticker on your car and get into philosophical shouting matches with folks when you pull into parking lots.

The answer my friend is blowin’ in the wind with the blue canary in the outlet by the lightswitch.

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Let’s Go North By Northwest

George Got No EarsI was in high school. It was Saturday night. I’d been watching old B movies on the TV. It was ‘way past my bedtime.

I was getting ready to go to bed. But then channel four said that they were about to broadcast Alfred Hitchcocks’s classic film North by Northwest.

I waited up just to take a look. The screen turned green, Leo the Lion roared, and three hours later I finally fell asleep. The movie is not quite that long, but even at 2am they had plenty of commercials.

A couple years ago it was NxNW‘s 50th anniversary. They released a clean print on Blu-Ray. So much prettier than I remember. And I’d never seen it in WIDESCREEN before. Fullscreen always left out so much that I’d never even known about.

If you have not seen this movie, watch it on Blu-Ray just as soon as you can manage it.

It may not be a perfect movie, but it’s a perfect Alfred Hitchcock movie. Which is even better. He’s firing on all 12 cylinders and had phenomenal production values. MGM paid like $4M for this thing, and that was back when $4M was a lot of money.For his next film, Hitch couldn’t come up with enough cash to pay for an orchestra to play the music. He could only afford a few violins. That’s also why Psycho is in Black & White.

For some reason, by this time in his career, folks just weren’t buying his movies any more. Vertigo didn’t go over as well as everyone hoped, and the studio blamed it on Jimmy Stewart being too old. Things just got worse. Topaz had to be re-edited because test audiences laughed at the big duel ending. Family Plot was filmed on grainy film stock. What a way to go.

The weird thing is, all his stuff was great. People just quit appreciating it.
So watch all these originally under-appreciated films, and be awed.

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T-Shirts For No Taxes

A Lotta No Taxes T-ShirtsOK, so it was this week instead of next that I came up with the t-shirts. Look just above, everybody’s wearing them! Or at least all the cool people are. You wanna be like them, huh?

Go ahead and buy a dozen anyway, OK. Just don’t sue me.

And don’t tread on me either, or I’ll have to bite your ankle, and stuff like that never turns out good. You’re looking at a really nasty infection. Maybe even rabies shots. They’re supposed to hurt.

So write you congress critters. Wear the t-shirt. Feel good about it all.

Uh, even if Zazzle.com doesn’t charge sales tax, you may have to pay a “use” tax to your state government. Talk to your local qualified tax aficionado to be sure. Then complain to your duly elected representatives everywhere.

Thanks.

 

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End Taxation Now

Red White & Blue Mt RushmoreI may not be your average American, but at least I try to act normal.

So why do I need advanced mathematical knowledge to calculate my take-home pay? And when I go to the store, why do I need to bring a calculator to figure out what I’m going to pay on an item clearly marked at $5.49?

Taxes.

They are evil.

This country was formed because the Founding Fathers didn’t want to pay taxes. So why should we?

End taxes now.

No taxes. Not now. Not nevar.

Who’s with me on this?

If my country can’t turn a profit, why should I bail it out and keep it afloat? The Post Office used to pay it’s own way just fine, until the Internet turned all the junk mail they used to deliver into spam. Surely the US Government is useful for something?

Why am I paying for wars in Iraq and Afghanistan and Libya? Shouldn’t all the other countries of the world be paying US, the world’s policeman, to do that for them? Where’s the check from the UN?

Countries like Iran and North Korea ought to be paying us to not nuke them. And those Somalian pirates oughta be giving us 10%  straight off the top.

And I’m not just talking the Feds here. States should have to earn their own way too. What have they done for us lately?

I’m writing my congresscritters.

You should too!

And tell them: End taxes now! No taxes. Not now. Not nevar.

After all, it’s our God-given Constitutional right.

It’s un-American to pay taxes.

All taxes are un-American

Taxes are for Socialists.

Real Americans don’t pay taxes.

Free countries don’t tax you.

Patriotism has no price. End taxes now.

Just say ‘No’ to all taxes.

I’ll have the t-shirts ready next week.

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