Who Gives Kudos:

	Alex	I just found my favorite movie review. The last line read, "I stopped being friends with the person I saw this with it was so atrocious."   Posted by Alex on [25 Jul 2008 | Friday] - 9:51 PM [Reply to this]

	Alex	I just did a search on netflix for "Imperfection is Perfection". Doing its best to help, the netflix search engine returned these titles: Grace is Gone, Henry Poole is Here, This is Spinal Tap, This is England, Where in the World is Osama Bin Laden, Joe Strummer: the Future is Unwritten, Life is Beautiful, The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor, Everything is Illuminated, Perfect Stranger, My Brother is an Only Child, S is for Sexy, This Film is Not Yet Rated It's like a riff on the the identification rhyme for "The Stars My Destination" or "Portrait of an Artist".   Posted by Alex on [24 Oct 2008 | Friday] - 3:37 PM [Reply to this]

	Alex	More formulaic, but arguably more withering, is this response to reviewers of Glengarry Glen Ross on Netflix. "Have fun seeing Maid in Manhattan."   Posted by Alex on [24 Oct 2008 | Friday] - 3:34 PM [Reply to this]

	Alex	Is there anything that this review couldn't be applied to? "but it doesn't connect them into anything that can truly rattle an audience's complacency"   Posted by Alex on [04 Nov 2008 | Tuesday] - 12:38 AM [Reply to this]

	Alex	I forget where that last quote was from. Oh well. Here's one from FSR: "What I liked: This is an action movie. It’s not a love story. It’s not a comedy. It’s not even a crime drama. It’s about a guy who drives a car really, really fast and kicks a whole lotta ass."   Posted by Alex on [26 Nov 2008 | Wednesday] - 4:50 PM [Reply to this]

	Alex	It kinda bugs me that the netflix 1-5 stars rating system jumps from 2 (didn't like it) to 3 (liked it). That's crap. Three starts should be, colloquially, "meh". Hmm. Unless indifference is a different metric, a meta-category, a "meh" z-axis that should be added. But I'm certain that netflix doesn't want you to know how little I want to be entertained.   Posted by Alex on [01 Sep 2008 | Monday] - 4:31 PM [Reply to this]

	Alex	I thought I was clever for catching what I assume is a reference to Klinefelter's Syndrome in the song S-e-x-x-y, but I guess plenty of people made the same connection. Oh well.   Posted by Alex on [01 Sep 2008 | Monday] - 1:44 AM [Reply to this]

	Alex	I once saw a woman hitting her kid on a bus stop bench. Well, open-handed--I guess that's more slapping than hitting. They were sitting side by side, and he was so small that he slid backwards so that his butt was stuck between the seat and the backrest, and his head, hand and feet stuck up like he was in stocks. He kept wriggling, but couldn't get loose, and she kept hitting him. Er, slapping. Whatever.   Posted by Alex on [25 Jul 2008 | Friday] - 10:19 PM [Reply to this]

	Alex	A couple nights ago we watched a documentary about Donald Crowhurst. I think his publicist looked kinda like Woody Allen and Henry Kissinger mooshed together. I couldn't figure out, though, who Crowhurst's wife reminded me of.   Posted by Alex on [30 Jul 2008 | Wednesday] - 5:31 PM [Reply to this]

	Alex	A couple months ago, in the course of a couple quick 20 mile rides, I saw a teenager in shorts, barefoot, walking down a smallish residential street playing a trumpet. I also saw a snare drum smash into bits in the middle of the street, and when I looked up two 20-somethings were on a four story roof giggling. When they saw that I was looking at them, they ducked back out of view which made them laugh harder of course.   Posted by Alex on [25 Oct 2008 | Saturday] - 12:29 AM [Reply to this]