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Quote of the day: English-motherfucker-can-you-speak-it? Jules (Pulp Fiction)

Soooo, I fell asleep incredibly early (which is 11PM aside from the usual 3AM) and was early to rise (20 minutes earlier than usual... shock!). I take my 5 minute shower in the freezing cold and avoid being ankle deep in blood (phew), made it to work with 3 minutes to spare! (Shock, once again!). I even made a little progress in my assignment that is due on Friday. My pseudocode worked, although there were minor errors, they were fixed rather easily. CJ went to see The Triplets of Belleville which I had already seen on Monday. Yes, I can't believe I saw three movies in the theatres this week. The other two were The Fog of War which I saw on Monday and tonight I had seen Bertolucci's The Dreamers.

The Triplets of Belleville: I -highly- recommend this film! If you have an hour and 30 to spare, then use them wisely by seeing this movie. The music and animation were impressive and enjoyable. Dialogue is barely there, but for a movie like this, it really isn't needed. The actions and music were heavily emphasized and it really didn't take a genius to figure out what was going on. Aside from animation and music, I have to say I did love the way they completely trashed America with the "Statue of Liberty" who was clutching a burger and the numerous obese citizens strolling the streets like lumps of dough. Yes, America has the obesity epidemic. Another favorite scene is the triplets performance in front of the French mob. Possibly THE best scene in the movie.

The Fog of War: A great documentary on Robert S. McNamara. However, DO NOT watch this movie if you've A.) had only 3 hours of sleep and B.) did not have 10 cups of espresso to counter the overwhelming desire to fall into the void of fleeting bliss that is SLEEPING. So after dozing in and out during the first 15 minutes of the movie, I managed to catch some information on McNamara's background (which is HIGHLY impressive and makes me feel so incredibly stupid and insignificant.... which I am, but what the fuck, I don't want to be REMINDED of it!) and of course, the Japanese firebombings. Errol Morris did a great job putting together this doc, with some nice additions to add emphasis to McNamara's comments. McNamara is pretty animated for a man who's...what? 85? Good grief. Hmmm, I also managed to remember a little something about the Vietnam war, but shall I regurgitate it? Of course not! I couldn't remember what happened 5 minutes ago.

The Dreamers: The movie started off not too bad, I enjoy watching other cinephiles, especially those based in France. I also enjoy staring at dreamy French men with gorgeous curly hair and dark features. Michael Pitt (who I mainly remember from the freak-out that was Hedwig and the Angry Inch) was the protagonist of the story. His presence alone should've alerted me to beware of scenes that could cause feelings of that wonderfully sick urge to upchuck. Anyway, beautiful French people? Check. References to classic films? Check. Pleasant artsy music? Check. Significant amount of nudity? Check. Significant amount of male frontal nudity? Check. Significant amount of Michael Pitt's penile exposure? Check. Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating a bit. As a voyeur, this isn't bad compared to actual porn. No. There -were- some parts that I could possibly do without, but I must admit did make the film memorable for me (and gave me lots of reasons to complain). First, the two siblings (Theo and Isabel, I think were their names) have this crazy incestual relationship going on, which I thought was very Angelina Jolie "I'msoinlovewithmybrotherrightnow"-ish. Okay, whatever. They're both good looking, they just couldn't resist. Second, they play this game where they mimic a scene from a classic film and if the person they chose to identify it fails, they must perform an action called by the actor (wow, my vocabulary is TOP NOTCH tonight). One of those scenes involves Pitt's character making love to the female, who we upon penetration discover that she is a virgin. I do -not- consider myself easily squeamish, but if there is something that freaks me out, it's childbirth and this scene that I'm about to mention.

Of course, I could always mention it tomorrow. So the review will have to be completed then.

Let me talk about AFTER the movie. Lucky for me, the library was still open and I was able to return the two videos that I didn't bother to watch. That creepy library guy who always stares at me was there... just sitting and FUCKING WATCHING ME. Dammit, I -hate- being stared at. I picked up The Tin Drum and Delicatessan and hustled out of there. I caught the El at 8th street and got off at City Hall, where I managed to stand unknowingly in a puddle of piss for a few minutes. Blah.

Today I learned: that I stood in a piss puddle for a couple of minutes. I was not happy about that. At all.