Since 2007 I have rarely if ever have used that word in my blog, except maybe quoting someone. Funny how it's a no-no on Facebook but the Motion Picture Academy loves it, as they do pornography. Maybe if I throw in some pictures of naked people doing unspeakable acts my blog will get an Oscar.
Full Disclosure: I only lasted 30 minutes. And that was because we had paid $5.99 to rent it online and my husband was into it. And why not -- it was pure pornography for the first half hour.
A 23-year-old stripper/prostitute from Brooklyn meets the 21-year-old son of a rich Russian oligarch and has sex with him in as many positions she can, and we get to watch. Naked, she sits on his lap. He enters her from the rear. She spreads her legs constantly. We see her butt cheeks more than anything else. And the butt cheeks and breasts of lots of other girls too. Is this what acting is now, in the year 2025?
I'm sorry, but the story didn't grab me. His parents come from Russia to end their marriage. (They got married.) I hated the lead actors. Remember, I only saw the first half hour. However, I can still fucking hear it as I write this since my fucking husband is watching it in the other room. There is an unbelievable amount of high-pitched screaming and crying and Russian accents and the word "fuck" and "fucking." Like maybe they say it every other fucking word.
Final thoughts: It is shocking that this won the fucking Oscar for Best Picture, Best Actress, Best Director and a couple of other fucking things I don't know. Are they fucking kidding? The fucking young woman who won the Best Actress award is one fucking lucky little brat. Glenn Close must be fucking plotzing.
The Tesla was the darling of the electric-car set. It was cool and despite being expensive it broadcast to everyone what you were: a caring, thoughtful, non-racist environmentalist. And its inventor, Elon Musk, was the idol of all of them: brilliant, handsome and fabulously wealthy, he would save us all by saving the planet! Everyone worshipped him.
Oh, but then. But then he got chummy with Donald Trump -- Putin's Bitch, The Tyrant Who Would End Democracy. Even worse, Elon joined forces with Trump in his quest to become King and make all black people slaves again. Suddenly the Tesla was a piece of shit! According to an article in today's Wall Street Journal, Los Angeles Tesla owner Garth Ancier says, "it's like driving a big red MAGA hat." He wants to sell his car now, adding, "If not for his [Elon's] behavior I'd probably stick with a Tesla."
The Democrats have gone crazy suffering from MDS (Musk Derangement Syndrome). Five of their senators have asked the Justice Department to investigate Musk's business practices regarding his website X. Boycotts against Teslas are spreading like the measles across the country. Electric-car charging stations have been vandalized and random Teslas parked on the street have been set on fire.
I guess they never really cared about saving the planet after all.
The definition of opinion is, "A belief or conclusion held with confidence but not substantiated by positive knowledge or proof. " So basically, you are either right or wrong about everything. Try to keep that in mind before pontificating about Donald Trump and Elon Musk and the liberals and the conservatives.
My husband and I had arrived early enough to read the concert notes and learn about Strauss and his impetus for writing the piece. But that was not to be. Instead, the lone woman in the seat next to mine started a conversation. She was nice enough, and I didn't want to be rude so I politely engaged with her. Next thing you know she was deep into a monologue wherein I learned the following:
She hadn't attended the symphony for many years because she was stuck at home caring for her aging father. He could walk with a walker or a cane but was unsteady on his feet so could not be left alone. He could go to the bathroom by himself, until the last six months, but she had to make all his meals. He finally died in mid-January at age 100 and then she had to take care of the funeral arrangements, etc.
She lives with her son who just barely graduated high school saying,"It was hard but he did it. No college though." Now he is working as a cook at the Embassy Suites.
Her mother passed away three years ago and that was very hard for her. She teared up while saying that.
My mind was blown. I couldn't see any way out. The concert was about to begin and I worried she would talk to me for the next two-plus hours. All I could do was pray to God that she would magically disappear, when suddenly a man came down our row holding up his ticket and saying," I think you're in my seat." He was right: we were in Row Q and Chatty Kathy was supposed to be in row O. She got up and moved and the nice quiet man sat down next to me.
I was thrilled. A miracle had occurred! It wasn't until later that night that I got sort of annoyed: Sure, God answers my teeny little prayers but ignores all the big stuff. Oh well, I guess it's better than nothing.
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| Wouldn't you know it -- POTUS is a black woman! |
Suddenly everything stops: clocks, cell phones, TVs, computers, lights, train signals, airplane control towers, hospital ventilators, and definitely the coffee machines at every Starbucks. If it was plugged in, it stopped. Then, exactly a minute later everything starts up again but nothing is the same. Many people have died.
This is the premise of a new series on Netflix called Zero Day, starring the obnoxious windbag formerly known as Robert DeNiro who doesn't understand that half the audience voted for Trump so he should STFU about how much Republicans suck and just read his damn lines. Anyway, despite hating DeNiro I'm interested so tell me more....
In the second episode they told me more -- so much more that I had to turn it off for being too stupid. Here are some of the story lines stuffed into this silly effort:
Former POTUS Mullen (DeNiro) is called in from retirement to calm the public.
His congresswoman daughter opposes him publicly.
His ex-mistress (and mother of his love child) meets privately with his wife.
His right-hand man is secretly sleeping with his congresswoman daughter.
He has creeping dementia and gets all crazy in his head and nobody knows.
A Russian bad guy is sneaking around shooting people.
A group of terrorist hackers are found dead in their hideout.
The lead hacker works for the CIA.
Of course the new POTUS is a black woman.
Sorry, life is too short. Watch Paradise on Hulu instead, it's great!
I am so done here. I can only imagine how Glenn Close feels, who at age 77 has never won an Oscar for any of her always-incredible performances in any of the 72 great films she has made. (Google it.)
In my last post, a review of the film Anora that won Oscars for Best Actress, Best Picture and Best Director, I used the F-word countless t...
