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Wednesday, January 21, 2004
 
Way Behind

I am due for a long catch up blog in which I will regal you with reviews of the many movies / television programs I have been privy to lately. As of tonight, I might have to eat my words when I opted to give LOTR a second try and actually got quite wrapped up in it. Go figure, and I really wanted to be the ONE person in America (or at least the ONE film student at UW Madison) to resist and detest these films. As much as I liked this one, I think that this last installment might be sufficient and I might never see the first two, I think I am comfortable with that kind of political statement... A nice segue to vent my utter surprise to see Kerry come out on top in Iowa. If my two cents count for anything, I think it is fair to disregard the caucus as a serious primary for countless reasons - namely that all candidates weren't represented (and while I don't give Al Sharpton or Lieberman a serious shot at the nomination, but Clark might rival any early front-runner) it could count for the Ross Perot effect of unevenly splitting supporters. Also, since we're going for delegates here instead of a majority vote, I think the results are skewed accordingly.

Tomorrow is sure to be a long day - all of my classes meet, and I have two of my own to teach, never mind the fact that the first commitment (lab for my production class) kicks off at 8am, meaning that I need to be up and at 'em circa five hours or so... this semester is going to kill me. It also doesn't help that there was no ease-in time, I am going straight from television couch potato to grad student in the trenches...

It is zero outside, maybe below zero. To top everything off, I missed the bus and trucked it home along the icy sidewalks... my skin is still itchy from the cold, that is just plain unpleasant.

Movies I have watched since I came back to Madison: Along Came Polly, Win a Date With Tad Hamilton, Etre et Avoir ("To Be and To Have" a charming French documentary about a contemporary one room school house), Fellini's 8 1/2, LOTR: Return of the King, Hitchcock's Rope & Shadow of a Doubt & The Man Who Knew Too Much, an old 1930s comedy called "Love Me Tonight" (famous for introducing the song "Isn't it Romantic"), My Left Eye Sees Ghosts (I have no idea what the original HK title was, but a great, even touching flick from Johnny To). Oh yes, and three episodes of the Real World San Diego & four episodes of Queer as Folk. Just when you thought there weren't enough minutes in the day, I also ate Mexican food, yuppie Glass Nickel Pizza, went out for German beer, ate Tom's green curry, and had delivery Japanese food... so not only did I see a whole slew of movies, but I travelled the world gastrointestinally.