Misunderstood Movies discusses movies that I assume one has seen. Thus, there are spoilers.
Reading reviews of The Forgotten, a 2004 film starring Julianne Moore, reveals that not many people like it – they found the premise and ending laughably bad. I found it to be a fresh take on an old science fiction trope, though, and while I didn’t think it was a great movie, I didn’t think it was all that bad either. The director, Joseph Ruben, had another interesting science fiction movie to his credit, Dreamscape, 20 years earlier.
The main character (I’m just going to straight up call her Julianne Moore), Moore, wakes up one morning to not have a nine year old son, even though she is sure she has one. The film sees her psychiatrist tell her she had a miscarriage and that she is suffering some form of psychosis as a result of the miscarriage years ago. Her husband, trying to be supportive, says basically the same.
Moore, intent on investigating, finds that not all is what it seems. She tracks down a man she remembers had a daughter and eventually he remembers his daughter. Together they go on the run while agents pursue them. Several scenes telegraph that it is aliens who are doing this to them. By the end of the film, it is revealed that it is indeed aliens doing it to them. The film ends.
Yep, that’s pretty much it. But the film is more a psychological thriller and it’s more the journey to the conclusion that makes it a fairly likable film to me. Reading reviews and people’s thoughts on the film reveal that nobody understood the fact that the film is portraying humans as laboratory rats even though everyone understood it was aliens who were the experimenters. The humans are literally laboratory rats, as seen in the scenes where they are suddenly pulled into the sky. It’s as if there’s an unseen tail on the human that suddenly gets yanked and the rat gets pulled away out of the experiment.
It’s even said by the psychiatrist (played by Gary Sinise) towards the end:
“They’ve been doing it for years. Maybe forever…We just try to minimize the damage…You’ve held on and they don’t know why. You’re just a lab rat to them.”
Also, when the alien presents itself, she’s in an airplane hangar. But look closer and it’s really just a rat in a maze and the alien experimenter is continuing to try to guide her. Seeing reviews and comments on the film, I don’t think many people got this. For example, Roger Ebert casually mentions it as if the hangar scene is simply a cliché:
I could easily be wrong, though, with most people having gotten the rat thing and laughing at the premise anyway. I also enjoyed the hangar scene because the actor portrayed the alien rather creepily throughout the film and I liked his “You…need…to…FORGET!” and his wipe of her memory of her child being born.
Also, the scene where the agents come out of nowhere and ram her car was very effective and is something that was copied immediately after the film came out and continues to be copied to this day. I specifically remember a set of Volkswagen commercials trying to copy this, but they weren’t nearly as effective.
It also doesn’t hurt that Moore is easy on the eyes. That’s all I’ve got for The Forgotten.
Hollywood knows what is best for you, they know how to run the American government, and they know what is best for the world. That’s been their continuous message during 2016 through now as a direct result of Trump being in the race, then having won the presidency. Yet, they can’t even get their announcement of best picture correct.
How could that happen? Are they really THAT stupid (it certainly looks like they screwed up) or was it a publicity stunt for future ratings, like the obviously intentional “wardrobe malfunctions” or “accidental” releases of sex tapes? But really, what’s the difference between ignorance and apathy?
I don’t know and I don’t care.
The Oscars are a circle-jerk of one percenters pretending they care about the little guy while laughing all the way to the bank. I couldn’t care less about the Oscars, but I had to read about it today on the ‘net, thus my post. I thought they were all supposed to have moved to Canada anyway.
A line of severe thunderstorms came through today. I was getting my car worked on and was at the shop picking it up when the thunderstorm was occurring. Suddenly, there was an outright roar outside. I was just on the inside and turned around and hail between the size of a large marble (not regular sized marble) and a golf ball was falling. It lasted all of a minute, but it was spectacular while it lasted. A few minutes later when I paid for the work on my car, I learned that people further on the inside thought a tornado was occurring. That didn’t’ surprise me a bit.
Damage reports from across the area are still coming in including similar hail and a tornado in Charles County, my old stomping grounds.
The rain hung over our house slightly longer than the rest of the line and as it was departing, it produced this rainbow:
Two weeks ago I covered the dumpster fire that is facebook. This weekend’s turn is twitter. If facebook is a dumpster fire, twitter is a thermonuclear cesspool explosion of nonsense. I believe it’s a dying social media platform given that people never found a use for it other than to argue with one another. And argue they do. People are regularly threatened with their life (there was an article somewhere a week ago that said there had been 12,000 assassination threats against Trump on twitter alone), people are regularly doxed, and those from the right who become too popular are banned (like Milo Yiannopoulos). That’s really all I have to say about twitter, but I will probably continue to browse it from time to time until its death. Trump’s use of twitter and putting the twitter name in the news is probably the best thing to happen to it.
I recently started following Paul Joseph Watson (PJW) on twitter. I was aware of him before, but ignored him, mainly because I thought he was nuts. But he had a couple of videos shortly after Trump won that were the appropriate response to the left’s meltdown of Trump and the Republicans winning in the 2016 election. One of those videos is here:
“Hey Laci, when you single out an entire race of people for abuse because of their skin color, that’s textbook racism. Fuck you, you racist piece of shit.” The exact words and tone of voice for Laci Green’s tweet that was needed. Another gem:
“Trump being worse than a terror attack that killed thousands of people and led to wars that killed hundereds of thousands of more people? [hide yo wife, hide yo kids man] Y’all are dumb. You are really dumb. For real.”
In the past ten days to two weeks or so, PJW has stated seemingly a million times that conservatism is the new counterculture.
And now at least one “news” source has an article about PJW rebutting his new counterculture stance. As PJW notes, there’s fake news in the first paragraph, as he has not advocated pizzagate (at least I haven’t seen him say anything about it):
PJW wasn’t the first to say this and it’s been said before, not that buzzfeed is a reliable source of information, but it’s the only article that came up in my lazy google search.
PJW’s counterculture tweets are done to totally troll the left on twitter, and he seemingly admits to it, but there is more than a bit of truth to it.
Believe it or not, for most of my adult life, I’ve considered myself to be somewhat counterculture. Over 20 years ago now, I was an undergrad at the University of MD and was in a class that was both undergraduate and graduate. In this class was a woman older than me (then) and probably in her 30s and, I hate to have to say this given that I’m going to have to say some identifying information, was rather stupid. One day she came to class in the lab before the professor arrived and was walking around to each person showing them her new tattoo, the Chinese symbol for water, on the back of her neck. Everyone said things like “oh that’s really nice!” Then, when she got to me, the conversation went like this:
Her: Want to see my new tattoo?
Her: <showing me the tattoo on the back of here neck> It’s the Chinese symbol for water.
Me: So do you know Chinese?
Her: <gives me quizzical look> No.
Me: So you have someone in your family that knows Chinese?
Her: <giving me a very quizzical look as if she was asking herself why the hell am I asking her these questions> Uh…no.
Me. Uh, ok. Well it looks nice.
Her: <smiling> Thanks!
I figured she had at least verified that it was indeed the Chinese symbol for water. She obviously had not. This was a solid five years prior to the start of the cliché joke that people go out and get Chinese symbols as tattoos that probably say something like “I’m an idiot” without them ever knowing it. I had kicked around getting a tattoo up until that point. Then with that conversation, I decided I would never get a tattoo. During college, it was obvious that, despite what people said, they were getting tattoos to be “cool” or announce themselves as being “different” or they thought it was cool to be different. The problem is, when everyone does the same thing to be different, they’re no longer different.
I never got a tattoo and I’m certainly different. In my age group, racial group, and geographic location, I would estimate some 80% of people have tattoos. I’m not saying I dislike tattoos, or people who have them, some tattoos are true works of art and look amazing on the people who have them. But, the fact that I don’t have a tattoo does mean I’m counterculture when it comes to tattoos. I’m also counterculture in many other areas – I don’t subscribe to the two party political system, I try to critically think, and I try to be proactive, rather than reactive. I also do things like refuse to carry any debt (and never have) beyond a mortgage payment and car payments, if I have them. I also make wildly odd statements (for this day and age) like in my first blog post where I said I hope the President of the United States is successful. I even believe that people who say racists things about white people are…wait for it…wait for it some more…racist towards white people. Counter to current culture, huh?
I remember talking along these lines to a colleague several years ago. He happened to be gay. At some point in the conversation, I had to explain that even though I don’t own a gun and likely never will, I believe in the second amendment and the right to own guns, just like I don’t have to be gay to believe gays should be allowed to marry. After all, the people who founded America believed that freedom of speech was the very first thing that needed to be protected and the right to bear arms the second. The constitution and the bill of rights helped turn America into the leader of the free world. Thus, I don’t believe in the darling argument of the left that all guns should be banned (that’s not a strawman BTW). The fact that I don’t fall along traditional American political lines and refuse to be forced into them makes me counterculture as well. Surely, PJW and his counterculture comments are part rebuttal to the groupthink that occurs on the left?
PJW and the right is indeed a counterculture these days – the majority culture in America is now between left and far left, as some aspects of the original counterculture movement of the 60s have been mainstream for a while now. In some respects, simultaneously being born a straight white male and identifying as a straight white male is counterculture. But the reality is, one just needs to be able to think for themselves to be counterculture. That is an attitude that is opposed to and at variance with the prevailing social norm and something PJW and I have in common.
Having been on the internet since before the world wide web existed, I’m familiar with the woes of email in the cloud. In the early days of the web, I had two email accounts: fcmail (fortune city mail) and juno. Fcmail was my primary and juno was my secondary and junk mail account. At some point in the dot-bomb area (I think it was later 2000), fcmail suddenly disappeared, never to be seen again.
I had lost all my email, contacts, etc. In the days of slow computers and slow internet connections, it took time to have multiple backups and I didn’t have one. I was well aware of the risk, but I was still pissed. Then not too long after that, my juno account mysteriously didn’t work at all, although it seemed like it should have. Again, I was pretty annoyed. At some point I believe in early 2001, I registered for a Hotmail account to become my primary and began using that exclusively. My logic was that since it was owned by Microsoft, it was less likely to disappear literally overnight. I kept trying my juno account every few months and sometime years later, it mysteriously started working again, but all my prior email was gone. It still works now. Later in the 2000s my gmail account became my primary.
My Hotmail account then fell mostly to the wayside, but was still used from time to time for family email. Now, Microsoft has come out with an outlook.com premium where for 20 bucks, I can use my own domain (which I have multiple of), have five email addresses on the domain, an ad-free webmail, and a number of other family sharing features. That price raises after March 31 to 50 bucks I believe and is a yearly subscription. I signed up for it with my own domain and after testing it for a day, I was sold on the fact that the new email would become my go-to address. In fact, the gradual transition away from my gmail account as my primary will almost certainly occur this year.
My Hotmail account isn’t actually gone, though, it still works too and is integrated right into my address in use on outlook.com premium. That is part of what sold me on it in such a short time – everything simply worked as advertised when setting it up and my Microsoft hardware at home (Surface Book and Xbox One) immediately took the new domain login without any issues whatsoever, as did Outlook on my Android phone. That’s quite a coup for Microsoft, as it is as seamless as google, without quite as much invasion of privacy as google (though there’s still far more than I would like). This comes after I’ve been using Microsoft’s OneDrive on a regular basis and the Office 365 application ecosystem appears mature enough to actually be quite useful. And dare I say it…Edge isn’t nearly as bad as Internet Explorer used to be. Bing still sucks though, but I bet as google keeps censoring more and more stuff via their algorithms and Bing improves their algorithms, Bing will become a player at some point.
Connecting to my outlook.com premium account through my Outlook 2016 was relatively easy too (but I had to use POP3 for some reason), although I did that only as an easier way of going through my 16 years of messages, deleting the junk, and archiving off others. Now my inbox is clean. That can’t be said for my gmail account, however, and some major work will need to be done on that as well.
Looking through my Hotmail, the earliest surviving email (I had cleaned up the account a little bit a couple years after I got it) is a humor chain email from 5/11/01 that is still very relevant today:
RULES FOR WORK
1. Never give me work in the morning. Always wait until 4:00 and then
bring it to me. The challenge of a deadline is refreshing.
2. If it’s really a rush job, run in and interrupt me every
10 minutes to inquire how it’s going. That helps. Even
better, hover behind me, and advise me at every keystroke.
3. Always leave without telling anyone where you’re going. It gives
me a chance to be creative when someone asks where you are.
4. If my arms are full of papers, boxes, books, or supplies, don’t
open the door for me. I need to learn how to function as a paraplegic
and opening doors with no arms is good training in case I should ever
be injured and lose all use of my limbs.
5. If you give me more than one job to do, don’t tell me
which is priority. I am psychic.
6. Do your best to keep me late. I adore this office and
really have nowhere to go or anything to do. I have no life beyond
7. If a job I do pleases you, keep it a secret. If that gets
out, it could mean a promotion.
8. If you don’t like my work, tell everyone. I like my name to be
popular in conversations. I was born to be whipped.
9. If you have special instructions for a job, don’t write
them down. In fact, save them until the job is almost done. No use
confusing me with useful information.
10. Never introduce me to the people you’re with. I have no right to
know anything. In the corporate food chain, I am plankton. When you
refer to them later, my shrewd deductions will identify them.
11. Be nice to me only when the job I’m doing for you could really
change your life and send you straight to manager’s hell.
12. Tell me all your little problems. No one else has any
and it’s nice to know someone is less fortunate. I especially like the
story about having to pay so many taxes on the bonus check you
received for being such a good manager.
13. Wait until my yearly review and THEN tell me what my goals SHOULD
have been. Give me a mediocre performance rating with a cost of living
increase. I’m not here for the money anyway.
My earliest surviving “real” email from my friends folder is somewhat interesting from a historical perspective. That email came from a friend on 09/12/2001, a day after the 9/11 attacks. We had been set to fly that weekend to Michigan for a wedding. After giving directions to his house, he wrote:
I’m still waiting to find out if the flights will be grounded. Don’t know just yet. If they are grounded, how do you guys feel about driving?
We ultimately were forced to do the 14 hour one-way drive then the ferry to Mackinac Island, then turned around for the drive back a day later.
Lots of chatter started about the Oroville Dam today and whether or not it will fail when the next round of heavy rain comes in. If it fails, it seems likely it will be towards Monday or Tuesday of next week. That will be in the middle of approximately 10 inches of forecasted rain from Sunday through Wednesday with another couple of inches prior to that.
This comes after the dam nearly failed last weekend and in the most unsurprising news story ever, it was revealed that officials were warned that the exact scenario that happened could have happened. The only real question about the inevitable news that came out was how long ago were they warned? In this case it was back in 2005.
Also, somehow this is Trump’s fault according to fearless investigative journalists:
Meanwhile, my twitter feed has displayed this picture a couple of times:
Regardless of the politics in the top half of the image, the question posed in the bottom half seems very relevant right now (if you’re someone who doesn’t believe Trump should have been on top of things back in 2005 or when the dam was built in 1967-68).
Just as stupid, this debacle comes after repeated alarmism of a permanent drought in CA up through last Fall – news articles were constantly appearing stating this up to less than five months ago. A similar situation happened with Texas, where Texas was supposedly in a permanent drought for years before getting rained on. Heavily. For years. It’s almost as if “scientists” don’t understand how climate works, or maybe, just maybe, these “experts” have an agenda.
Hereford Zone: 2-4 inches
Immediate Baltimore metro area: 1-2 inches
DC, Northern VA, Annapolis: coating
Southern MD: nothing
All models are on board for rain changing to snow for Baltimore as a low passes by to our south then strengthens. The timing of rain changing to snow should be a couple hours before dawn Thursday morning. Snow should be over by mid-day (except see below). A number of model runs have placed 4-6 inches in the downtown Baltimore area. I seriously doubt this will be the case and antecedent warm conditions will largely prevent the roads from becoming too bad (pavement temperatures are currently in the 50s) and snow will likely only accumulate on grassy areas and cars. In fact, the farthest south the actual freezing line gets in any model run has been Baltimore. The Hereford Zone and other areas of Maryland near the Mason Dixon line may receive 6 inches if the air gets cold enough fast enough. As for schools, snow should be falling at dawn with a forecast of snow through the morning, so come to your own conclusions based on that information.
A big boom scenario would put 6 inches in downtown Baltimore and 3 in the DC area, but I find that very unlikely to occur and would be dependent on the low pressure hanging on the coast for a bit before ejecting east-northeast. The bust scenario is the more likely one to occur between boom/bust and that would be an all rain event, even for Baltimore, with perhaps a coating of snow at the end.
An upper level trough will swing through behind the low pressure system later Thursday around the evening rush hour. This could result in snow squalls that could produce a half inch of snow in any given location and this applies to the whole area including DC and southern Maryland.
Regarding the snow chances later Wednesday night or Thursday, models are saying a small area of low pressure is going to form towards southwest VA or western North Carolina and track east-northeast from there. This is after the cold front has passed by, which would indicate a rain changing to snow scenario. There are several reasons to believe there won’t be that much snow or if snow falls, it won’t have much impact:
1. It will be very warm tomorrow and Wednesday.
2. Snow chances are entirely dependent on low track.
3. This low would be weak sauce.
4. Models have only brought the snow line down to Baltimore in their runs that have snow, while many runs have had it stay north of the Mason-Dixon line.
However, the euro has been tracking the low just right so it will be curious to see what happens. The GFS has also developed a second small band of snow Thursday afternoon or evening. I wouldn’t be surprised if enough snow falls to mess up the Hereford Zone at some point. As for the rest of Baltimore County, I have my doubts that there will be anything of significance to cause a delay or closure. DC, northern VA and southern MD look shut out from any real snow possibilities from this one.
I hated Tom Brady. I really did. My big beef with Brady really started when the NFL changed the way the entire game was played simply to protect Brady. This occurred after his season ending injury in 2008. In a game against the Ravens in 2009, Brady went on to turn around and direct the officials to throw a personal foul flag on a member of the Ravens defense for…brushing by Brady’s feet…and the officials threw it. That was the game where afterwards Rodney Harrison said Brady should take off his skirt. Then there’s head coach Belichick of the Patriots, who for reasons unknown, has always been allowed to dress like he’s homeless in a league that regulates everything down to shoe lace length. Oh yea and he’s also a cheater. Then there’s the billionaire owner of the Patriots, Kraft, who is undoubtedly the real person in control of the NFL. So I’ve always rooted against Brady and the Patriots and they’re the only team that I’ve taken this attitude with. With all the other teams, I’ve said let the best team win.
But that changed in the fourth quarter of Super Bowl LI last night. While the Falcons were busy standing around assuming they were going to win, I watched Brady bust his ass in the trenches to give the Patriots a chance. When the score became 28-20, I decided I was going to go to bed when it inevitably went to overtime. But then, I had a change of heart and decided that when the score inevitably became 28-28 that I would stay up and hope that the Patriots won in overtime. Brady’s remarkable leadership on the field was responsible for my change of heart. It also didn’t hurt that while he was intensely contemplating the game over on the sideline his hair looked normal for a change and he didn’t look like a giant douche. In effect, it appeared that Brady had indeed taken off the skirt. Brady and the Patriots went on to win the game, of course, and I’m still undecided if it was the greatest comeback of all time in a Super Bowl or if it was the greatest choke of all time in a Super Bowl, or both – comebacks and chokes are intertwined, so they’re not exclusive of one another, but they’re not entirely dependent on one another either. Obviously from a purely statistical perspective, both are true. Regardless, Brady won me over in the comeback.
Another thing was that I didn’t mind the Lady GaGa half time show all that much. Given this, I have to ask myself have I become a big old softie? Am I the one wearing a skirt now?
Nah, I think it’s just coincidence that I happened to be ok with the half time show during the game I started liking Brady. The rendition of America the Beautiful before the game was crap, the commercials were crap (yea! more politics!), Belichick can kiss my ass, and so can Kraft, right after I make some mac and cheese for my kids. Goodell blows too, even though him and Kraft are now mortal enemies. The NFL still has its problems of being the No Fun League and now protects the quarterback at any cost resulting in wildly inflated offense. This protection of the quarterback is what allowed for this type of comeback to be possible in the first place. It also should be noted that choke jobs by the other team are now a factor in the past two Patriots Super Bowl victories. The fact that a game can be won in overtime without each team receiving the ball once is lame too.
Also, the NFL caved to the concussion warriors as if professional football players weren’t aware of that risk to begin with. And the NFL has the biggest douche in all of sports and of 2016 – Colin Kaepernick. (What is it with people named Colin?) I’ve continued to not watch as much NFL as I used to as a result of all of this and I feel that’s likely to continue.
Anyway, congrats to Brady on becoming a man again. If he was still a she, he would be getting paid 21% less according to Audi.