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Good, Bad, I'm The Guy With The Blog 18. Los Angeles. Film geek. 1st grade spelling bee champ.

I woke up early to pee and got to see my dad leave. He gave me a big hug. It hurt my back but it was nice because I haven’t really seen him due to work.

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"Did you guys go on Jurassic Park or are you just happy to see me?"

Stupid joke that I can’t use at work.

This sucks.

I just remembered the time I rented Frankenweenie and Shaggy was spazzing out from the barking.

I miss that idiot.

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THE THIN RED LINE / 1998 / TERRENCE MALICK

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This is a sentiment that has been repeated thousands of times but I have just now realized how criminally overlooked Richard Linklater is as a filmmaker. Certainly a treasure to American cinema.

I don’t care about Slacker. I don’t think much of Dazed and Confused (that’s not to say that I don’t like it). His Before trilogy encapsulates everything I love about the art form and all three of them are perfect films.

I just came out of Boyhood and like the Before trilogy, it’s just a series of seemingly inconsequential moments that build up to something so much grander. There’s a moment where Patricia Arquette’s character says “I thought there’d be so much more.” that hits you. It captures what you feel about the movie because at the end of this two and a half hour work, all I thought was “That’s it?” (and that’s not a negative) but as a young person listening to this older character state that, it also served as a reality check.

I realized about 30 minutes in that all this pop culture that the character is taking in, he took in at the same time I did. The songs that played on the radio after his high school graduation were the ones that played after mine, the movies he saw the summer before he entered high school were the ones I saw the summer before I did. Which makes me wonder if older people saw it differently.

I’m really just babbling but Boyhood is really a special movie. Just the fact that it took 12 years to make and came out this good is an achievement itself. It’s not a perfect movie but I can’t really fault it.


David Lynch talking dirty.

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David Lynch talking dirty.

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Someone should write a thesis paper on how the first level of my workplace tends to receive guests from Asian nations, the second from European nations, and the third from Hispanic nations.

Today was one of the better days I’ve had in a while.
The trip to the show and the trip back was just as good as the show. This is the first concert I’ve been to where I actually participated in the pit and it was actually pretty fun. I came out drenched in sweat and I smell like other people right now but I don’t mind it.
We took the Metro there and I absolutely hate taking the bus through Downtown Los Angeles. It’s always crowded, it always smells funky, and there’s always this lurking sense of danger. Alex made the intelligent decision to sit behind a homeless man who not only reeked but who was also incredibly racist.
An elderly black man sat next to the homeless man who was preaching about Jesus Christ and prostitution, he stopped mid sentence to yell racial slurs at him. The man didn’t react but he stared him down. The homeless man just kept screaming, asking why this “black ape” was staring at him but to see this man’s reaction to his verbal abuse was quite inspiring.
When we got to the El Rey, I had to pee. I walked to the Rite Aid and outside a man asked me for money. He said that he needed $6.81 to buy his leukemia stricken boy a birthday cake. It broke my heart and I gave him the $7.
Alex told me that was a mistake but if his story’s true, then I did something good today. If it’s false, then I hope some karmic force takes over. Or as Alex puts it, I did a bad thing by giving him all the money because I robbed other people of their chance to do something good for the day.
After the show, we took the metro back and talked about everything from girls to bands to The Simpsons. Bryan made us aware of the fact that McDonald’s now serves breakfast after midnight so we headed through the drive thru and sat in the car eating our Mcmuffins and hash browns continuing our discussion,
While the concert itself was quite fun, I think getting there and back was what made today special.

Today was one of the better days I’ve had in a while.

The trip to the show and the trip back was just as good as the show. This is the first concert I’ve been to where I actually participated in the pit and it was actually pretty fun. I came out drenched in sweat and I smell like other people right now but I don’t mind it.

We took the Metro there and I absolutely hate taking the bus through Downtown Los Angeles. It’s always crowded, it always smells funky, and there’s always this lurking sense of danger. Alex made the intelligent decision to sit behind a homeless man who not only reeked but who was also incredibly racist.

An elderly black man sat next to the homeless man who was preaching about Jesus Christ and prostitution, he stopped mid sentence to yell racial slurs at him. The man didn’t react but he stared him down. The homeless man just kept screaming, asking why this “black ape” was staring at him but to see this man’s reaction to his verbal abuse was quite inspiring.

When we got to the El Rey, I had to pee. I walked to the Rite Aid and outside a man asked me for money. He said that he needed $6.81 to buy his leukemia stricken boy a birthday cake. It broke my heart and I gave him the $7.

Alex told me that was a mistake but if his story’s true, then I did something good today. If it’s false, then I hope some karmic force takes over. Or as Alex puts it, I did a bad thing by giving him all the money because I robbed other people of their chance to do something good for the day.

After the show, we took the metro back and talked about everything from girls to bands to The Simpsons. Bryan made us aware of the fact that McDonald’s now serves breakfast after midnight so we headed through the drive thru and sat in the car eating our Mcmuffins and hash browns continuing our discussion,

While the concert itself was quite fun, I think getting there and back was what made today special.

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Robert De Niro in Taxi Driver (1976).

Ryan Gosling in Drive (2011).

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