I watched Charlie Wilson's War last night with Sarah and Jay.
Let's talk about slightly awkward-- The opening scene of CWW is Charlie Wilson, 3 strippers --wait, I'm sorry, 2 strippers and one Playboy Magazine cover girl and another dude, naked and doing cocaine.
I watched this with the people who have hired me to care for their young child but who also are former professors of mine AND one of which is 8 mos. pregnant, I'm talking of course about Jay.
Anyway...the Barry White music that Sarah chose to sing and dance to in that scene made for extra awkwardness...so much so that it was okay to talk about at that point, and we laughed it off.
The movie was good, very violent and obviously made by men.
There were a lot of "stars" in it: Tom Hanks, Julia Roberts, Phillip Seymour Hoffman and Amy Adams. The movie was written by Aaron Sorkin and directed by Mike Nichols and was obviously politically their style.
American cinema is apparently one of the only types to turn a mirror on ourselves--but in a negative fashion.
The movie tries to prove that we could have avoided our conflicts now, for the most part, in the middle east if we had just provided jobs and educations after the covert war was "won" against the Soviets in Afghanistan. Instead we trained and armed them to fight us now. Sweet deal.
I liked it. It was well written. It gave me bad dreams.
But I don't blame the dreams completely on this movie.
CAT DANCERS
(Dude on the left is the craziest who survived)
A documentary from 2008.
It's about tiger trainers and how they're crazy. Two of the trainers it's about were killed by the same tiger. The other dude... who I'm pretty sure was hooking up w/ both of them, was there for both accounts.
Jeff thinks the tiger and HE killed the people.
Anyway, the movie had really graphic and crazy scenes, pictures and CIRCUS MUSIC.
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Jeff and I both were up every 20 mins. I could hear him walking around upstairs... thought the house was haunted.
So to round up my night:
Dreams about being attacked by "soviet" fighters... as if I were in Afghanistan...no thanks.
Dreams about tigers and circus music.
Restless night.
Haunted House thanks to Jeff.
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