Chicago Ramblings v. 2.0
Nothing really exciting has been happening in Chicago lately. I’ve recently been certified to teach the LSAT to a bunch of people that will, no matter what I do, undoubtedly believe that I’m not worth the $1300 they are paying the company. Can’t wait to begin. Also, some fellow imprudently optimistic Rambler fans and I are still reeling from Loyola’s overtime loss to Butler on Saturday, which also eliminated LU’s chance of going to the gargantuan promenade. (thesaurus.com = sweet). What this means for all of you is that if anyone is caught picking Butler to win even one game in the tournament, not only will you have a stinky bracket, but you will also incur my wrath which is quite likely to include me only referring to you as a “Butler Face*” from now on. (*Note: not to be confused with a “Butter Face”)
I’ve also decided to do away with my lists of books, songs and shows I’ve been watching lately. While I have continued to barrage myself with all sorts of new media, I’ve instead decided to share it with you in a more interactive opinionated way. And in addition, to links, I like themes. This post’s theme: Bad Ass Sh*t. I suppose the theme probably should be mentioned in the beginning – but my computer crashing and Loyola losing are decidedly not very Bad Ass, so to make up for this I had to move the theme to the middle, but also kicking it off with the most Bad Ass thing in the history of ever: The Movie 300. Reasons why it is impossible for this not to be my favorite movie ever:
- In preparation I read the book: “Gates of Fire” by Steven Pressfield. Its based on the same battle of Thermopylae that the movie is based on – which is an actual event in which 2000 Greeks defended a mountain pass against the invading Persian Army of 250,000. Of the Greeks, only 300 were Spartan warriors. SPOILER ALERT: The Spartans were bad ass.
- Xerxes, the king of the Spartans, was some punk kid that basically forced his army to fight and thought he was a God. He needs to die. And he’s played by the same wimpy new guy on Lost that doesn’t ever want to explore the island so he can chill with his hot girlfriend.
- Um, McNulty is off the docks and is one of the Spartan Warriors.
- King Leonidas would kill William Wallace, Maximus, Aragorn, Chuck Norris and maybe even Jack Bauer in any battle. The only reason I say “maybe on Jack” is I’m not entirely convinced he’s capable of dying.
- I've watched that trailer everyday for about 2 weeks now and I'm still not tired of it - THIS IS SPARTA!!
Needless to say that list is not exhaustive. And I’ll be happy to supplement it once I actually see the movie.
Finally, I’d like to discuss what I, like many of you, was hoping would be Bad Ass – The Black Donnellys. I’m probably in the minority of people who actually enjoyed most aspects of Studio 60 despite its obvious short-comings. So when I learned of its replacement, I was immediately skeptical. But then I learned of the show’s premise– 4 Irish brothers growing up in NY, drinking a lot, just trying to get bye, fighting with those evil Italians – throw in the hot, no-longer blonde lesbian from the O.C and a moody, hip soundtrack and I was sold. Wait…its also from the guy who wrote Crash and Million Dollar Baby? This Can’t Miss!, we’re talking TV version of Boondock Saints. What’s that?...his only other major foray into Television was Walker, Texas Ranger. Uh oh. And after 2 episodes I’m still half way between sold and uh oh. Here’s my major problem, (besides the fact that we are to expect to believe the brothers can pull of a quintuple murder and not get caught) the “bad ass” brother is friggin Smalls from Sandlot. I know its pedantic but things like this bother me. I’m willing to let it slide if he just stays in jail for the rest of the series. But sadly, the show isn’t getting great reviews either. Maybe its because the best part of the pilot wasn’t even in the pilot. You can judge for yourself if it made that big of a difference. The pilot left me under-whelmed also, but the second episode leads me to believe good things can still happen. I already like the mom character and she only said about 3 words. Anyways, since I haven’t made any music references yet – if you saw the second episode you caught a couple songs by my boy Damien Rice. They are Cannonball and Cold Water, and if you are checking them out, give 9 Crimes a listen too. Previews of them follow.
And if you like those, this song is good too:
That’s all for now, any comments are welcome, though not anticipated.
2 Comments:
obviously the caption under the picture should read "your" not "you're" - in my defense I edited it from "You're killin me smalls" to "Your acting is killin me smalls."
Well done my boy, good stuff. I would love to have seen the original. I still can't remember the kid from Sandlot, but I forget lots of things lately. Consider a journal while unemployed, it could be pretty good some day.
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