Weekend Update

I may not be as sexy as Tina Fey, but here goes....

The Bond-a-thon, mentioned in previous post, has inspired me to watch more Bond. In order, start to finish. Netflix here I come. Sure, I could try and watch them off the Bond-a-thon, but it seems that whenever I have free time, they're always showing either The World Is Not Enough, Goldeneye, or Tomorrow Never Dies. Pierce Brosnan overload. Nope, gotta start with Dr. No.
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So Thanksgiving long weekend. Worked Thursday and Friday. Ouch. Great check coming in two weeks though. Which will help pay for whatever's wrong with my car, as the Check Engine light came on Thursday as I was driving to work.

Dinner was at my uncle's house for the first time, since my parent's house is pretty close to empty now. Hard to sit at the dining room table for Thanksgiving dinner when there's no dining room table left to sit at. They pass papers on the house on Thursday, but that's a blog all its own.
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Saturday found me in RI seeing Rune again with Bill and Demo. Things were a lot less hazy this time. They're a pretty good band. Sort of a Dave Matthews/Blues Traveler type vibe, I guess. Place was hoppin', too. Lots of fine young women in that Bristol, there are. Must be something in the water.
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Yesterday, I saw Walk The Line. It was OK, but somewhat lacking. The obvious comparison for this film would be to Ray. High profile biopics of influential singers, right? I thought Ray was a great film. For a nion-fiction account, it was presented in an appropriately dramatic fashion to make an interesting film. Walk The Line could have taken a lead from that. Although the film was generally about Johnny Cash and a certain period of his life, it was most specifically about his love for June Carter. And in that aspect, it was strongest. However, I felt aside from that aspect of the film, a lot of the development wasn't as strong, causing a lot of the film to feel more like disconnected scenes from a life as opposed to a naturally flowing film of the primarily 15-20 years of Cash's life that it covers (excepting the prerequisite childhood scenes.) Although it based on two autobiographies written by Cash, a movie treatment of the material (in my opinion) can be manipluated to feel more cohesive. That is not to say that they should lie, but this could be helped by editing and additional (or alternate) character development. Like I mentioned before this film is largely about Cash and future wife June Carter, but as an example: Early in the film, Cash goes to a recording studio in Memphis where he's living. It's appearing to be his last ditch effort to get something going before he and then wife Vivian have to move away to take a job her father is offering, in essence abandoning his dreams of playing music. He meets with the owner of the studio (who also owns a record company), auditions, and ends up cutting a record. Essentially the next scene has him on tour...already popular, with a song on the radio, and at #14 on the Billboard charts. My question is: What happened in between? The main problem with the film is that there seemed like too many jumps like that. However, there was plenty to offset that. Joaquin Phoenix and Reese Withersppon both do admirable performances as Johnny Cash and June Carter, although Phoenix's accent seemed to slip and slide around a bit. Of most admirable note is the fact that they both did their own singing, and both pretty well at that. Overall it was a decent film, but one that, upon seeing, I probably could have wiated for DVD for.
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And now it's Monday morning. One of those days when you wake up to the alarm going off and wonder to yourself why you set your alarm for a Sunday morning....before realizing it's not Sunday. Worst. Feeling. Ever.