I rate Manhunt: Unabomber GREAT at 90%.
I recently got a 2020 calendar in the mail and most all of it is from animal organizations wanting me to send them money. I can’t express how much mail I get a year from these different animal and people organizations. It’s enough to have countless stacks of envelopes and folded paper. It’s mind numbing as it seems to be a lot of wasted paper, but it’s the primary way to get your point across and tug at the heartstrings of people who open the envelopes. I have enough labels to last me five lifetimes, but the only issue is I tend to move around. This leads me to the fact these organizations have to partially rely on average citizens without an abundance of money, such as myself, to keep them afloat. I do wonder how many are truly sinking in a boat full of holes. I know the exposure of certain animal organizations and charities that portray themselves in a wholesome light are eventually exposed. We see they aren’t so animal friendly and where their money is distributed. Wayne Pacelle and HSUS/Human Society of the U.S. come to mind. I even think PETA has some questionable practices, but they do excellent work with exposing abuse in factory farms. Animal Welfare Institute, Friends of Animals, Wildlife Conservation Society, PAWS, The Marine Mammal Center, American Humane Association, American Farming Association, and Best Friends Animal Society have been rated as worthy animal charities to donate to. Earthworks, National Park Foundation, Sierra Club Foundation, Water.org, and World Resources Institute have been rated as worthy environmental charities to donate to. As with any kind of charity or organization that says it helps animals or people, research is always good. Goodwill and Salvation Army, anyone? Not so helpful. With this in mind, here are a few quotes about the parts of life that many would rather not talk about with more to come later.
IFC Films is a production and distribution company out of New York City. They have released independents films such as My Big Fat Greek Wedding, Fahrenheit 9/11, Backcountry, Factotum, This is England, Antichrist, The Ledge, Duane Hopwood, The Other Woman, The Autopsy of Jane Doe, The Killer Inside Me, and the most recent one I watched The Death of Stalin. I’m ranking the movies I’ve seen this last week in the order of least to best liked. There’s a short synopsis for each one and why I rated them the way I did.
Peep World (2010) is the only movie out of the five that was bad and borderline terrible, which is a shame. The writer could have explored and expanded it to the point of making it a good comedy/drama. It did little of this as the humor was one dimensional, therefore flat and grasping for energy. There were many creative opportunities in this kind of story. A man who writes a tell all book about his Jewish family except his father because he is too afraid to offend him, but has no issues about offending the rest of family didn’t resonate to me. The writer is narcissistic (I get it), but as the movie progressed, there were few laughs. A brother who can’t get his life together as a lawyer, a sister who is a failed actress, another brother who seems to be living the great married life, the writer who is a complete jerk, and divorced parents weren’t enough to sustain my interest. The only reason I finished it was to see how it would end. I was correct in that it ended as it started: very shallow and not very funny. It is written by Peter Himmelstein and directed by Barry W. Blaustein. It stars Ben Schwartz as Nathan Meyerwitz, Ron Rifkin as Henry Meyerwitz, Michael C. Hall as Jack Meyerwitz, Sarah Silverman as Cheri Meyerwitz, and Rainn Wilson as Joel Meyerwitz.
I rate Peep World TWO FINGERS at 61%.
I Am Not a Serial Killer (2016) took a while to gain speed, but once it did I’m glad I gave it a try. We’ve all heard about the small Midwestern town with a population of 5,000 or less for the setting and this one takes place in a little town in Minnesota. It’s about a teenager who is fascinated with death and how he keeps his own feelings under control with the help of regular therapist visits. His life is further complicated that his mother owns a funeral home and allows him to help prepare the bodies for funerals. He becomes intrigued with an older neighbor and what looks like puddles of oil after each murder takes place. As the relationship between the teenager and old neighbor, each take risks in their own way. I really enjoyed the last ten minutes of the movie as it all came together with an ending I wasn’t suspecting. It is adapted from the book written by Dan Wells by the same name. It is written by Christopher Hyde and Billy O’Brien and directed by Billy O’Brien. It stars Max Records as John Wayne Cleaver, Christopher Lloyd as Bill Crowley, Laura Fraser as April Cleaver, and Karl Geary as Dr. Neblin.
I rate I Am Not a Serial Killer THREE FINGERS at 80%.
Byzantium (2012) is about a mother and daughter who couldn’t be more different. The story weaves back and forth in time because these two vampires have lived a long, long time. The present time has just as many consequences as they relocate to a coastal town after an unfortunate event. It is at this town the choices made in the past are revealed and the reason to why they are being hunted. The daughter finds herself having to make a choice regarding her relationship with her mother if she hopes to form meaningful relationships with others. While not as great as Interview with the Vampire, this movie does have enough substance with a modern feel to keep you engaged. It is written by Moira Buffini and directed by Neil Jordan. It stars Saoirse Ronan as Eleanor, Gemma Arterton as Clara, Sam Riley as Darvell, Jonny Lee Miller as Ruthven, and Caleb Landry Jones as Frank.
I rate Byzantium FOUR FINGERS at 85%.
Ain’t Them Bodies Saints (2013) is a movie about two people trying to outrun their past in different ways. One does it by admitting the mistakes he has done, but not feeling sorry for what he did. The other hangs onto her mistakes and becomes a part of her being. When they are separated, they hope to find a way to reunite again. The rest of the movie involves this tricky process of seeing each other again. One has local law enforcement watching her every move. The other has bounty hunters after him. The ending was good and left a little bit of unknown between two of the characters. It is written and directed David Lowery. It stars Rooney Mara as Ruth Guthrie, Casey Affleck as Bob Muldoon, Ben Foster as Patrick Wheeler, Keith Carradine as Skerritt, and Nate Parker as Sweetie.
I rate Ain’t Them Bodies Saints FOUR FINGERS at 90%.
Me and You and Everyone We Know (2005) is the kind of movie I haven’t seen in a while. It’s a combination of a coming of age story for teenagers and adults. It includes quirky personalities, uncomfortable conversations, teenage angst, realistic parenting, and normal human issues. Even though I would never have the guts to write this kind of script, it goes to show variety matters. This movie pushes boundaries, but in a good way. I’d say these scenes are done with thought to the whole story. For example, what it means to an emotionally absent father but physically there. You don’t need to be a hawk, but knowing a little bit about what your children are doing in their rooms is a good thing. The different relationships either remain the same, grow, or die when the movie ends, much like reality but with a little bit of hope tucked away. It is written and directed by Miranda July. It stars John Hawkes as Richard Swersey, Miranda July as Christine Jesperson, Miles Thompson as Peter Swersey, Brandon Ratcliff as Robby Swersey, Carlie Westerman as Sylvie, and Brad William Henke as Andrew.
I rate Me and You and Everyone We Know FOUR FINGERS at 90%.
Quote from Manhunt: Unabomber by Ted Kaczynski
“You know, the irony is, they’re gonna show this cabin as evidence that I’m crazy. But if everyone was content to live simply like this, we’d have no more war, no poverty, no pollution.”
So you want to be a celebrity? I’ve seen a few when I lived in Los Angeles. The one who comes to mind is Courtney Stodden. Every time I saw her at Ralphs with Doug Hutchison, I would to think the only reason she’s holding onto him is to have someone catch her when she falls in her stilettos. Who goes shopping dressed as if you’re going to a club at midnight? Maybe, they came from a club and needed a midnight snack. Anyway, here are the quotes.
I think I get what you mean, Kevin Costner.
No one says it like Jon Hamm. There’s no mincing words here. Another reason to like Jon Hamm. He’s serious and funny. His well runs deep.
We get into the quotes where they don’t make as much sense and a few reveal how removed they are from average reality.
I can’t fault Sierra Miller for loving to smoke. I smoked off and on since my college days. I wasn’t a heavy smoker, but if I let myself not have any boundaries I’d still be smoking. The last time I was around smokers, I didn’t have one although it was very tempting. It’s a hard habit to break. Smokers know what I’m talking about.
Shout out to Craig T. Nelson for not realizing food stamps is a form of helping others in need including himself.
This quote by Kelly Osbourne makes no sense. It’s clear she has a lack of empathy and is uneducated about the Latino population in the United States, but do you see any chance of Donald Trump cleaning your toilet? The answer would be no. Now, if she’s referring to the toilet brush in the shape of Donald Trump’s head then yes, he would be cleaning your toilet in a way. I’m cheap so I have a standard white brush to clean my toilet.
Thanks for the advice, Paris Hilton. I’m so glad you can relate to me and understand how similar we are as people.
I saved the best and worst for last. We all know Kanye West does and says things for many reasons. This quote of his struck me because he obviously put thought into his music or else all of his music would sound terrible. Between the two, I would have to say Kim Kardashian is further removed from reality. Her thinking bears like to stand on balls and have the ability to juggle is ridiculous. Her quote tells me that she has no fine motor skills to stand on a ball or ability to juggle, but being a breathing human being with two opposable thumbs makes her famous, which is also her talent. Okay, sure.
Now, back to reality for me, and by reality I mean watching Netflix.
Ethan wasn’t driving over to grandma’s house to eat her oatmeal raisin cookies at his mother’s request but driving to meet someone he had never met before. It wasn’t in his best interest to be so daring but staying in his apartment no longer suited him on this Saturday night. His mindset had changed after a good night’s sleep, actually it was a whole week of rest that pushed him into new territory. Nobody liked to hear his finger tapping or change jingling in his pocket when he was bored. His friend had given him a fidget spinner for his birthday a year ago, but eventually it found a home in the back of his closet.
This someone he was meeting was for a simple transaction. He would give her money for an hour of companionship. He doubted it would ever end up going beyond that, but it had been a secret of his to do this exact thing. He had wanted to know about this seedy lifestyle for a while. There had been a tiny bit of hesitation because nothing was failsafe, but there were ways to make it one’s business except his own. They had agreed upon a place to meet up, near a supermarket called Coulson’s, like two casual friends. It took five minutes of Ethan waiting and scanning the area from his car to be assured this was not a sting operation. The thought crossed his mind what his parents would think if he was caught with a prostitute. It almost convinced him to turn his car back on and get out of there.
He slammed the car door shut, making sure it wasn’t locked if he needed to get back inside quickly. It wasn’t good to leave your car unlocked, but he wasn’t going far. He could keep an eye on it. It wasn’t as if he left his keys in the ignition. With his hands stuffed into his pockets and after a few people glanced at him, he waited for that someone to arrive. It was a quarter past seven when she appeared. It was clear she was there for one purpose, but she was dressed nicely as if going to a dinner on a blind date. His eyes shifted to the area around her, looking one more time for any hint of cops.
After she exchanged her working name of Cindy for his actual name, they chatted about cost for her services. He was confident she wasn’t a cop when she agreed to go with him to a motel, but the further they traveled away from Coulson’s, the more anxious he became. When he looked in his rearview mirror, he noticed a car trailing behind him. It was close enough to not lose him, but far enough away to not arose too much suspicion. He wondered if this was normal anxiety he felt or a sign of something else. His gut reaction was to dismiss it, but he found himself driving around in rectangles and circles. When Cindy demanded him to pull his car over, he told her he didn’t want to.
“I don’t care,” she said.
“The only free space is red.”
“Do you always do what your mommy tells you?”
“Fine,” Ethan said, pulling his car over and putting the car in park in a residential neighborhood. He imagined mothers putting their young children to bed and fathers having one last go of whatever fathers did before their free time was up. He thought back to his childhood when he felt Cindy’s hand on his knee. It didn’t take long for her move her hand from his knee to his thigh.
“We need to talk,” he said.
“Isn’t that what we’re doing?” she asked, her hand going further up his thigh.
“I mean with your mouth.”
When she leaned into him, he placed his hand on her forehead to stop her from moving closer to his crotch. “I mean words, words coming out of your mouth, like sentences.”
“I can do two things at once,” she said.
“I’m sorry, but I think I made a mistake.”
“Mistake or no mistake, you still owe me.”
“Yes, right.” He reached for his wallet and stopped himself. “This probably sounds silly, but I get the feeling you’re a cop.”
“Do you want me to be a cop?”
“Um, of course, not.”
“I’m not a cop.”
“I don’t want to go to jail.”
Ethan looked behind him. The car that was trailing behind him was nowhere in sight. This felt like a dream to him. He had no choice but to continue and hope he was still a free man by the end. He removed five twenty-dollar bills from his wallet. The second it left his hand for hers, he held his breath and waited for the ball to drop. When nothing happened, the joy of knowing he wasn’t going to jail overwhelmed him and blurted that he belonged to Mensa.
“Good for you,” she said.
“My ex-girlfriend didn’t believe I was smart enough to be a part of it, so I took an IQ test to prove her wrong.”
“Again, good for you.”
“She told me I was the biggest mistake she ever made, and I was a piece of shit. I was tantamount to a worthless person who should choke on a bone and die.”
“You’re the best mistake I made tonight, if it makes you feel any better.”
“It should,” she said, opening the door.
“I can bring you back to where I met you.”
“I have a ride.”
The car from earlier appeared and pulled to the curb. Cindy ignored the driver’s impatience and told Ethan to cut himself some slack, and he deserved happiness. He found his way back to the main road and not a few blocks from his apartment, he saw flashing lights behind him. He let off the gas after saying shit, but the cop moved into the other lane and zoomed past him with sirens now sounding. After he parked his car in the garage, he made a point to look up before walking to the elevator. He knew he was lucky this time. Maybe, the seedy part of life wasn’t for him. He wasn’t a journalist. He wasn’t looking for any career change. He was an average looking man with an above average IQ. He was what people called being a part of the mainstream.
I have thought of many ways to kill you,
beat you down,
tear you up,
cut you diagonally,
and spit you across the room.
However, you were the one I touched not long ago,
and the face I kissed before we parted ways,
ours souls entwined forever in our dreams.
Now, I mumble in my confusion,
of your rejection,
of your silence,
of your pain,
of wishing our paths never crossed.
You betrayed me with your close-mindedness,
telling me how you felt about my choices,
that I was wrong,
that I was lost,
that I was confused,
and not ready for your labeling and viewpoints.
I have thought of how much you envied me when we were young,
my light to guide you,
taking away your fears,
warding off your enemies,
and destroying those that took a swipe at your pride.
How, the tables turned where you are superior to me,
with your endless riches,
with your wide reaching fame,
with your youthful face,
as you won’t look at me from across the room.
You have left me with nothing,
and the only defense has left me raw.
I finally got around to watching the second season of FX’s true crime drama involving Andrew Cunanan and those he killed (Jeffrey Trail, David Madson, Lee Miglin, William Reese, and Gianni Versace). The first season involved O.J. Simpson and the two people he was charged with killing (Nicole Brown Simpson and Ronald Goldman). The third season’s focus will be on conduct at the Memorial Medical Center, primarily Dr. Anna Pou and the decisions she made, during Hurricane Katrina. The release date has yet to be announced, but is based from Sheri Fink’s book, Five Days at Memorial: Life and Death in a Storm-Ravaged Hospital. If I had to pick which one I preferred between O.J. Simpson and Andrew Cunanan, it was the story about Versace and Cunanan. The main reason being I had less knowledge of who they were as people. The way this murder spree unfolded was loaded with blatant disregard for human life. It’s not that the O.J. Simpson story wasn’t tragic because it was on many levels too. Both had many moving parts involved, but the fact that Cunanan had the FBI and the various police departments seemingly two steps behind him says much to his ability to blend in well among the crowds. The two performances that stood out the most were Sterling K. Brown as Christopher Darden and Sarah Paulson as Marcia Clark in the O.J. trial. The portrayals of both O.J. Simpson and Andrew Cunanan were done well, but Darren Criss’s performance as Cunanan was exceptional. Édgar Ramírez as Gianni Versace and Penelope Cruz as Donatella Versace had great chemistry as brother and sister.
Quote from American Crime Story: The People v. O. J. Simpson by O.J. Simpson
“You got to get it on your own. Nobody can do it for you.”
Quote from American Crime Story by Andrew Cunanan
“A man with nothing to give is a nothing man.”
I decided to look around and see some common phrases people use around the world. This list isn’t exhaustive, but the ones I picked should be interesting enough. Some are pretty easy to understand while others are not. Here they are in no particular order.
Sources: English Live, The South African, Viking Blog, The Mimic Method, Espresso English, ESL Buzz, FluentU, Inside Mexico, and The Intrepid Guide
My blog posts have been few and far between because of this sinus pressure my face has been holding onto especially last week. It pretty much kept me unable to do many of the things I would’ve liked to do: writing, blogging, exercising, etc. My head feels like it’s in a fog and my eyes feel like they are being stretched in all directions. I try to go without taking medicine, but this weekend I downed Benedryl and today I used nasal spray. It’s time to bring out the humidifier and use warm wash clothes on my face on a regular basis. It’s definitely allergy season, and I know I’m not the only one having to sleep with cough drops in my mouth. I’m really hoping this subsides a little bit, enough where I feel like I’m not a useless human being. I forced myself to go out and have brunch with someone on Saturday and took a few pictures as I was leaving Bellagio of the flowers. I got a lot of Netflix/Hulu watching done this weekend as that is all I could do. I’m hoping for less pain this week and weekend. Please!
Publisher: Pocket Books
Reissue Edition: July 1, 2000
Page Number: 432
There are many reasons why I read this book, but the main three were to understand better the personality traits of certain small pocket of society. The other reason was to gain insight into exactly what motivates these people as the title suggests although I had my own theories. The last reason was to get a more intimate view of a character for a future story I want to write in the faraway future. While I didn’t agree with everything mentioned by Douglas, most of it rang true. He covers motives and mentalities of people who take part in school shootings, arson, poisonings, hijacking, assassinations, etc. He posits these people are usually part of one of the following three kinds of killers: serial, mass murderer, or spree. He speaks of narcissism, antisocial personality, violence, and escalation of sociopathic tendencies such as lack of empathy, manipulation, hostility, impulsiveness, cruelty, and instant gratification. The flip side of this book is the detective or agent who needs to find the person(s) responsible. He covers the who done it and why did s/he do it. The last chapter gives you the chance to test your ability as a quasi profiler where you make a conclusion to the motive and kind of killer you’re up against. If you like this kind of stuff, you won’t have trouble reading it. If you don’t like this kind of stuff, why are you still reading this blog post. It’s easy to think these kinds of people are roaming the streets in every city, but the top ten leading causes of death from WorldAtlas aren’t listed in this book. These types of killers are few and far between so focus on your health because the top nine causes of death are all medical related except the last one of road injury. Getting back to the book, it’s informative in many ways.