I did not like Avatar. My friend, has summed up my feelings except for one thing. I just didn't care what happened to the characters. There was no suspension of disbelief.
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Monday, January 18, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Got a Light
Perhaps I will write on my disappointment in Avatar, sometime in the future. This evenings topic:
WHAT THE HELL IS SIGOURNEY WEAVER DOING SMOKING A CIGARETTE? Did Cameron feel it was integral to the character? How many scientists smoke? How many people with a college education smoke? I admit, I was an idiot, and smoked for years. I can't help but wonder, did tobacco interests pay for placement? I know that is normally a "brand" issue, but I guess in these days of $8.00 a pack, (seen in a vending machine in AZ), any publicity is good publicity.
WHAT THE HELL IS SIGOURNEY WEAVER DOING SMOKING A CIGARETTE? Did Cameron feel it was integral to the character? How many scientists smoke? How many people with a college education smoke? I admit, I was an idiot, and smoked for years. I can't help but wonder, did tobacco interests pay for placement? I know that is normally a "brand" issue, but I guess in these days of $8.00 a pack, (seen in a vending machine in AZ), any publicity is good publicity.
The dark days of winter, literally. Though the days have grown longer by the light of our host star, the sports and activity picture is bleak.
The NFL lost me after the Rams fled to St. Lou. Though I didn't care about the Raiders, and only attended one game upon my return to LA in '86, they offered a token something, chiefly, the play by play of the great Bill King, who died a few years ago.
My visions of the NFL are the Rams headed by George Allen, Chuck Knox, and Ray Malavasi. I now live in the Pacific Northwest, where the Seattle Seahawks are the regional team. I haven't paid attention to them since Jim Zorn was their qb, and Steve Largent was their star.
But Chris, what about the NBA? The whole fan experience is about bonding, and I really have absolutely nothing in common with those folks. Rich, black or european, able to run, jump and shoot baskets. . . I fail all those job specs. Perhaps there should be some sort of affirmative action program for middle aged disabled adults.
Which leaves us with collegiate womens basketball. No, I don't have breasts either, but there is an honesty to their efforts on the court which transcends gender.
I like the Ducks. Taylor Lilley and Micaela Cox offer the right combination of athleticism, intrigue, and eye candy. Lilley went to HS within 25 miles of Burbank, so that is worth something.(I guess now I understand why my father followed obscure baseball players who needed no more than to be from Massachusetts).
There is no pot of gold at the end of this rainbow. The WNBA is a sham at worst, and at best offers a dumbed down version of the mens game. The great women collegiate basketball players can hope for eternal life in the stat archive of the college, and a place in the memories hearts and minds of fans.
My next meandering point, (please, I am new at this)- Sexism is a two way street. Women love to watch men's hoops. Why? I heard one comment by a woman, that anythng ten men do in their underwear is worth watching. I accept that and agree. Let us carry this a step further. There is no more sexist sport that Pro, or Olympic "Beach Volleyball". How this ever got past the PC monitors is beyond me. Women and men playing a sport in swimsuits. Yes the athleticism is unquestionable, but so is the lure of perfect bodies wearing next to nothing.
Get to the point. . .
In athletics, wherever there is a womens version of the same sport the emphasis is to take sex off the table. In Collegiate Women's hoops the women wear the same baggy shorts as men. Wouldn't volleyball shorts work better, as the speedo does in swimming, less drag? Of course, but we wouldn't be striving to make men and women the same. . . Softball, the womens baseball, is similarly afflicted. They even spit.
Would the WNBA take off, (snicker), if they wore bikinis? Maybe not but I guarantee ratings and attendance would rise. Women love the NFL as even though they are fully clothed, everything is emphasized, broaader, bigger shoulders, tight pants. I know that for years many women wouldn't have known Randy Cross' face, but they sure knew his ass.
This whole balance between Political correctness, athleticism, style, capitalism, and the baser nature of men and women certainly could use some work.
The NFL lost me after the Rams fled to St. Lou. Though I didn't care about the Raiders, and only attended one game upon my return to LA in '86, they offered a token something, chiefly, the play by play of the great Bill King, who died a few years ago.
My visions of the NFL are the Rams headed by George Allen, Chuck Knox, and Ray Malavasi. I now live in the Pacific Northwest, where the Seattle Seahawks are the regional team. I haven't paid attention to them since Jim Zorn was their qb, and Steve Largent was their star.
But Chris, what about the NBA? The whole fan experience is about bonding, and I really have absolutely nothing in common with those folks. Rich, black or european, able to run, jump and shoot baskets. . . I fail all those job specs. Perhaps there should be some sort of affirmative action program for middle aged disabled adults.
Which leaves us with collegiate womens basketball. No, I don't have breasts either, but there is an honesty to their efforts on the court which transcends gender.
I like the Ducks. Taylor Lilley and Micaela Cox offer the right combination of athleticism, intrigue, and eye candy. Lilley went to HS within 25 miles of Burbank, so that is worth something.(I guess now I understand why my father followed obscure baseball players who needed no more than to be from Massachusetts).
There is no pot of gold at the end of this rainbow. The WNBA is a sham at worst, and at best offers a dumbed down version of the mens game. The great women collegiate basketball players can hope for eternal life in the stat archive of the college, and a place in the memories hearts and minds of fans.
My next meandering point, (please, I am new at this)- Sexism is a two way street. Women love to watch men's hoops. Why? I heard one comment by a woman, that anythng ten men do in their underwear is worth watching. I accept that and agree. Let us carry this a step further. There is no more sexist sport that Pro, or Olympic "Beach Volleyball". How this ever got past the PC monitors is beyond me. Women and men playing a sport in swimsuits. Yes the athleticism is unquestionable, but so is the lure of perfect bodies wearing next to nothing.
Get to the point. . .
In athletics, wherever there is a womens version of the same sport the emphasis is to take sex off the table. In Collegiate Women's hoops the women wear the same baggy shorts as men. Wouldn't volleyball shorts work better, as the speedo does in swimming, less drag? Of course, but we wouldn't be striving to make men and women the same. . . Softball, the womens baseball, is similarly afflicted. They even spit.
Would the WNBA take off, (snicker), if they wore bikinis? Maybe not but I guarantee ratings and attendance would rise. Women love the NFL as even though they are fully clothed, everything is emphasized, broaader, bigger shoulders, tight pants. I know that for years many women wouldn't have known Randy Cross' face, but they sure knew his ass.
This whole balance between Political correctness, athleticism, style, capitalism, and the baser nature of men and women certainly could use some work.
Idle Hands
For so long people have told me I should commit my words to paper, or commit myself. Here we shall see the results and you have only yourselves to blame. While tattooing trees is unfashionable, I still entertain thoughts of being a published author. In this days of minmalism, downsizing and the like, this is probably close enough.
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Well put.