Crazy, Stupid, Love
As I said in my post earlier this evening, I ventured out to the movies tonight to see Crazy, Stupid, Love with Steve Carell, Julianne Moore, Ryan Gosling and Emma Stone. I originally had gone through the list of movies playing at my local theatre and realized that I had no interest in seeing this movie at all just judging by the title, but after convincing myself to watch the preview I decided I would see it solely due to Steve Carell in the leading role.
Now in my opinion a review or critique of any form of entertainment always is meant to be ‘spoiler free’, but never is able to really earn that title due to the fact that most of the time you are giving something away that someone would not have known beforehand. I think that the only way to retain that designation is if you say as little about the movie as possible; so I’m going to keep this very short and sweet. The movie caught my attention and interest at the beginning, lost it somewhere around the hour mark, and then surprisingly pleased me enough for the last half hour or so that I would give this movie a positive review. Without a doubt this big screen production falls into the Romantic Comedy category, with a particular emphasis on the romantic. You can always expect a laugh with Steve Carell in the mix, and although the laughs were there think more along the lines of Dan in Real Life or Little Miss Sunshine.
That’s it. There you have it. My review of Crazy, Stupid, love. Short but to the point, I think I may have invented a new form of movie review. Maybe I left too much out of it for you to decide whether you want to see it or not, but aren’t I supposed to tell you whether to see it at the end of this? Perhaps rate the film in stars? Well this is my blog so I guess I’ll do what I want.
See it?
Yes.
4/6 Stars (Yea I’m going with a 6 star scale for my reviews… and I also plan on getting real stars to put here don’t worry)
One blog, many topics
Alright so although I’m the only one who ever reads this, I decided this would probably be a good way to a) track goals and b) I don’t even know I just feel like writing about stuff.
So since I’ve missed a bunch of topics I could have covered in my absence let’s do a rundown:
Tim Thomas hoisting the Stanley Cup can only mean one thing right? Yep, the Boston Bruins won the Stanley Cup this season and it was pretty awesome. Took it to seven games against the Canadiens, swept the Flyers (payback), then took the Lightning and finally the Canucks to seven and brought it home. Although that’s all well and good, the best part of the playoffs was easily the beard I grew from April to June.
Pretty gnarly.
The Sox are currently tied with the Yankees in the AL East in what has been a decent season considering the off-season acquisitions of A-Gon and Carl Crawford. Ellsbury has been a beast all year. The Patriots got Ochocinco and Albert Haynesworth for pennies and have been putting on a clinic all preseason (key word: preseason). Can’t wait to see what they can potentially do once the regular season starts.
I was down on Cape Cod last week for three days and it was awesome. Note to self: get down to the Cape more often next summer.
There was an earthquake yesterday in VA (5.8) that sent tremors up the East Coast. My mom claims her and her coworkers felt in in Boston, but I didn’t feel shit here. Now Hurricane Irene is on the way but I see it as just another overblown weather story so that the meteorologists have something to talk about for a week.
I’m rushing this blog because the topics are all over the place and I have to shower and go pick up my girlfriend to go see Crazy, Stupid, Love with Steve Carell. Obviously it’s gonna have its soft moments, but it actually doesn’t look too bad and Steve Carell is the man. Check out the trailer.
You have heard it said, “he who dares, wins.”
That’s bullshit.
He who dares might die. Daring men froze to death seeking the south pole, drowned in storms and died of scurvy on their way ’round the world, fell in battle with men of other lands and diseases unknown back home.
He who dares might fail. Tens or hundreds and maybe thousands wasted their lives in search of the northwest passage, which did not exist. Daring men fail in business daily, and the first great courage of a young boy is to ask the girl for love who doesn’t love him back.
He who dares might dare to do wrongly, might do the wrong brave act and find himself alone or crippled or destitute. He who dares might rise only to fall. He who dares might be the madman others take him for… but that is why he is daring.
It is no great bravery to sit content at home, to work the same quiet, easy labor all your life, to spend your heartbeats for nothing better than to stave off death. It is not courageous to turn back from fear and say ‘no’ to them that face theirs. It is not daring to give up in the face of great odds, or to avoid great odds altogether in the first place.
And although the daring man might die badly, alone and forgotten, you can be sure that every man you remember from all of history was daring in some way. The petty kings before Sargon and Gilgamesh who sat and were wealthy are long forgotten. Rockerfeller, Carnegie and Vanderbilt are remembered while the old rich of their time have faded to obscurity. The merchants who stayed safe and fretted for their businesses in 18th-century Boston are forgotten, but Washington and Jefferson and Hancock and Franklin are remembered.
He who dares does not win – not always – but he who wins is ever daring.”
–http://kaiserleib.com/blog/
Back from the dead
So a combination of this post on Barstool Sports and the Bruins game last night has me all fired up to start posting on this blog again. Two years and two pageviews later and I’m back at it ladies and gentlemen. Do I realize that no one besides me is ever going to read this thing? Yes. Do I realize this probably won’t work and El Pres’s promise that he’ll read every blog is a load of shit? Of course. But it’s worth a fucking try isn’t it? Maybe.
Who am I kidding, I need a job and I can write Shakespearian-like blog posts. Not to mention I spend about 15 hours a day sitting on the goddamn internet. I’m perfect for this gig and Dave Portnoy needs to realize that asap.
An offer of congratulations to the LA Lakers…
Congratulations for beating the Orlando Magic, a team that was one game away from losing to the KG-less Boston Celtics. Sure I may offer a biased opinion in this post, but if you ask any person in their right mind (one with basketball knowledge) who would have advanced to the Eastern Conference Finals if Kevin Garnett was on the floor, they’d most definitely say “Celts in 4″. Not only that, but if the Magic were good enough to beat the Cavaliers in 6 games, then the Celtics would’ve swept their asses too.
Which brings us back to the series in question, and the team in question: the Los Angeles Lakers.
We all know what happened in last years NBA finals. The Celtics kept it exciting for a couple of games, but then decided to really play and absolutely spanked the Lakers in the rest of the series. What was so different about either team this season?
The Celtics lost a key player off the bench in James Posey, and lacked Kevin Garnett and Leon Powe in the playoffs. The Lakers? They acquired Adam Morrison and remained the same in all the important roles.
But let’s take a look deeper: Rajon Rondo improved on last year’s playoffs by averaging a triple-double in the 2009 playoffs. Mix that in with the improved play of Kendrick Perkins and the consistent play of the Big Three and that spells out another Lakers stomp in the Finals.
Ask anyone. If the Celtics were healthy, the Lakers wouldn’t have stood a chance.
So congrats to them, this one was a gift.
First Swine Flu Death in Massachusetts
Boston – A 30-year-old Boston woman was hospitalized June 5 and results confirming that she had the swine flu virus came back on June 10, the Boston Public Health Commission said. The woman died Sunday.
Just when it was all starting to die down and people stopped freaking out, someone dies from swine flu.
I personally had forgot all about it and until now it had been in the back-burner, but now this. It’s terrible that someone with confirmed swine flu died, but I’m really hoping that it turns out she died from something other than swine flu.
I’m sick and tired of the nationwide panic.
Penguins, Champs!: JP’s Picks 1 for 1
In case anyone hasn’t heard, or doesn’t follow hockey, the Pittsburgh Penguins did infact defeat the Detroit Red Wings two nights ago to win Lord Stanley’s Cup. If you did some brief searching (the post prior to this one) you could see that I predicted this victory.
The score was 2-1 with a little under 2 minutes left and the Red Wings pulled their goalie. This means that they had one extra attacker, but no one defending their goal, which would mean that if the Penguins got the puck past neutral ice it was an almost guaranteed goal. The point of me saying that? If they had just scored one more goal it would have made my prediction perfect.
Oh well, I can’t change it. I guess I shouldn’t be greedy and should just be happy I predicted the win correctly. I plan on keeping track of all of my win predictions on this blog until the end of time.
Congratulations to the Pittsburgh Penguins
Game 7: Pens or Wings?
JP’s Pick: The Pittsburgh Penguins
Why the Pens? I don’t know.
Both teams have proven through and through that they belong in this series, and both have proved that Game 7 is the only place where it should be decided. It’s a toss-up in my opinion, and that’s why I pick the Penguins – because I’d rather see them win.
Sure it’s cool to see a team win back to back championships, but Tom Fitzgerald is an assistant coach for the Pens and I love that guy. Plus Sid the Kid has gotta start his run of championships someday, might as well start it sooner than later.
Final score: Penguins 3, Red Wings 1
I shit you not, Jimmy Fallon not only played Betty White in beer pong, he cheated to win.
Just moments ago on Late Night, Jimmy Fallon got his first ever beiruit victory against Betty White by hitting 2 cups. So not only did Jimmy Fallon play an old woman, he gave her a big “fuck you” by taking advantage of her naivety and novice knowledge of the game and conned her into thinking he beat her.
I’ll tell you what, from watching that I can guarantee I could take Jimmy Fallon down – lefty with a ten-foot handicap.
It’s almost as bad as the refs cheating for the Lakers tonight.
