“Come join me and the boys of summer for action.”

The 2004 NFL season started this week how’ my team, Tampa Bay Buccaneers, do? Playing at Washington, they turned in a pathetic offensive performance and lost 16-10. This team is now fully Coach Gruden’s team, and as a “offensive genius,” his teams have been lacking on offensive production. That has been excluding the Super Bowl run of 2002.

The hometeam, Baltimore Ravens, turned in an even worst offensive performance and an even more surprising terrible defensive performance by losing to the Clevelend Browns, 20-3. Brian Billick is another “offensive genius” and his teams have always been known for there stout defense.

Notice a pattern? When the coach has been labeled an “offensive genius,” then they don’t produce in that phase of the game. It reminds me of Wile E. Coyote labeling himself as a “super genius.” What a misnomer!

“Stargate Defender kept me out of Stanford!”

If you love watching movies in theatres and you have an AMC Theatre near you, then you should think about joining their Movie Watcher club. You get rewarded for watching movies with popcorn, soda, and eventually a free night at the movies (free tix and snacks). I already have 10 points, but that does not include points earned for the few movies I had watched before I had received my card.

“Feel my scales, donkey, donkey, donkey, donkey, donkey.”

Napolean Dynamite. This has been playing for weeks at the local theatre. I had to see it before it is gone. Napolean Dynamite is another indy movie living small this time about high school students in Idaho. The main character looks funny always with his eyes closed and sporting a white man’s ‘fro. This is another slice of life about weird people. I did not find it very funny, but the cute girls behind us were laughing, which caused me to laugh too. Indy film could’ve been better.

2 of 5 stars.

“Is your life so boring you have to obsess with imaginary love triangles you`re not even a part of?”

Tonight, continuing with my quixotic quest to see as many movies this summer, I caught Wicker Park. Whoever did the marketing of this movie should never be entrusted again with that job in Hollywood. I had seen the trailers and the commercials expecting another psycho, obsessed woman movie. Yet, it wasn’t like that at all. Yes, there seemed to be a pyschotic, love obsessed woman, but was she really. The marketing had it all wrong, and I haven’t been pleasantly surprised by a movie this year until now.

This movie begins with the cliched “love at first sight,” moves to blissful love, then evolves towards obsession. Josh Hartnett’s character follows that trajectory. But does he? Is his obsession to find the girl that was the one an example of a maniacal mind? Why is he so obsessed with finding her? Then the “crazy” girl is introduced, and we find out that she too follows the same trajectory. But does she? Is her obsession for Hartnett’s character an example of a craze, obsessed woman? Why is she obsessed with him? The movie answers these questions in an interesting way. Twisting the story this way. Flashing back to tell the story with a dash of Roshomon-like tale. It is hard to pin point, but was amusing to watch unravel on the screen.

By the end of the movie, we see that both character’s followed the same path, but one’s obsession was real and was pay back with a deserving end, and the other’s was hopeless and heartbreaking. Do you believe in love at first sight?

4 of 5 stars.

Bitchcakes

So. I made it through the President’s speech without getting angry or upset. What struck me the most about it is that he is not the greatest of public speakers. Alright that has probably been said before. What also struck me is that he smirks a lot. Should the president of the greatest nation display how immature he is on national TV? Let me echo Brad DeLong in asking, “When will the grownup Republicans stand up and take control of their party?”