Thursday, December 16, 2010

on airplanes

the scene: me in new york city.  raining.  snow in atlanta.  flight out in two hours.  expected delay of my flight, according to delta.com: 1 hour.  amount of reading material in my bag?  1.5 newsweeks.

PANIC.

the solution?  becky lent me mennonite in a little black dress and recommended i download a movie on itunes ($3.99 for a 24 hour rental is a small price to pay for not dying of boredom).  BEST. IDEAS. EVER.  during my hour delay and two hour flight home i read 50 pages of the book and watched an entire movie: the kids are all right.  which was really wonderful, and i was glad to see annette benning and julianne moore receive golden globe nominations for their roles, as did the film for "best picture, musical or comedy," when it isn't either.  i am so confused.

(in slightly related news, it makes me really uncomfortable to watch movies with sex scenes in them while on an airplane, but i do it anyway.  once i was sitting next to an old woman on a plane and i was watching part of the tudors.  if you've ever seen this show, you know that there are some pretty scandalous sex scenes and torture scenes (not at the same time, mind you), one scene of torture in the last season that was so horrible i had to mute the computer and then close my eyes.  is it rude to watch something like this on a plane, where the person next to you can't run away?  i hope not.)

the kids are all right wasn't marketed in mainstream media...i mean, i know the movie is about a gay couple, but it was about everything BUT a gay couple, really.  and, um, how did no one tell me that mark ruffalo is in this film?  i have loved him since eternal sunshine of the spotless mind and i continue to love him.  GREAT movie.  if you haven't seen it, you should.

the end.

[sometimes i feel like i have to end a blog post with "the end."  like, i've just told you a story, but it isn't complete yet.  so let me tell you it's complete.  annoying?  possibly.  but it gives me a sense of closure.  the end.]

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