Showing posts with label Breakfast Club. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Breakfast Club. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 11, 2016

My random thoughts after watching Captain America Civil War



And I do mean random. I’m hoping by now most people have seen Captain America by now that I am not spooling too much. And yes, I know that it has been a while since I’ve written anything but you know …”things, life, whatnot.”

“Life is not whatnot, and its none of your business.” Sorry that was a John Hughes Sixteen Candles rant … “Sixteen Candles, John Hughes? You know that guy too?”  Sorry that was a Dogma rant.

Where was I, oh yeah Captain America Civil War. I thought the movie was good. It had a nice balance of humor and serious undertones. Then, I was taken out of the movie by one scene. The k-i-s-s-i-n-g scene between Sharon Carter and Steve Rogers. It’s not about the actors, but I felt that scene was kind of forced. And I was thinking, why are you kissing you are practically family. In an alternate universe somewhere out there Peggy and Steve get married, and that’s all I got to say about that.  

Wait one more thing. Maybe two more things, but I am also wondering did I miss something? Do Sharon Carter and Steve Rogers really know each other? I mean I know they were neighbors, but does that mean they talked, like friends? Wait, one last things, would Peggy be cool with this? The love of her life and her niece. It seems kind of rude. Luckily Sam Wilson (Anthony Mackie) and Bucky (Sebastian Stan) took me out of that scene with their smiling at Cap.

I will have to say something, some may not agree with. But if I can say something, if I can say something. This was the first Marvel movie I did not like Tony Stark. Yes, he is usually a smart-alack but that is what makes him funny. This time, it was like “I’m depressed about Pepper. Now I feel guilty. So now I am going to overcompensate and go overboard.”

No wonder the bromance between Tony and Steve ended with a Dear John letter. I kept hearing Taylor Swift lyrics “We are never ever ever getting back together. You go talk to your friends, talk to my friends, talk to me.”

Gee wiz. Even T’Challa/Black Panther (Chadwick Boseman) understood that Bucky had been brain washed and certain things were not his fault. He gets it. This time, I think Stark went too far. I mean was it necessary when Sam asked if Rhodes/War Machine (Don Cheadle) was okay for Tony Stark to shoot at him? But I guess that it’s a necessary part of the story. You got to tell both sides.

Not sure how I feel about Spider-Man. Tom Holland is funny as Peter Parker and brings genuine naivety/innocence to the character. That’s all I got to say about that. I am not sure there was enough for me to say cool beans, etc. I know, I know they can’t character develop just yet.

So those are my thoughts on Captain America Civil War. And in conclusion, “You see us as you want to see us – in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain, and an athlete, and a basket case, a princess and a criminal.”

See that? Full circle. And somehow that Breakfast Club quote works.


Friday, December 12, 2014

It’s about vampires, ostensibly



 “It’s about vampires, ostensibly ...” Yep, this is the title I am sticking with.

Well it’s about social media, but not really. It started off that way but did not end that way.

So I think a while back I attempted to write about social media, Twitter in particular. But I was as the kids say a newb. Or, is it noob? I am attempting to write about it again because it’s been on my mind. I’ve been wanting to write about it for a while, but have been afraid of coming across as “complaining,” or it just won’t come across right. In thinking about it, it has lead me to other thoughts that are a bit more serious. I think it will make sense. It will. I hope. Stick with me on this one.

How do you make a lighthearted observation without coming across as hating the something you are making an observation about anyway? I guess it’s a subtle art, like making a mix tape. As Rob Gordon would say, “The making of a great compilation tape, like breaking up, is hard to do and takes ages longer than it might seem. You gotta kick off with a killer, to grab attention. Then you got to take it up a notch, but you don’t wanna blow your wad, so then you got to cool it off a notch. There are a lot of rules.”

I’m not sure how I’ll do but hopefully this comes across that way. Social media sometimes reminds me of a high school setting. “You see us as you want to see us ... in the simplest of terms and the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain … and an athlete … and a basket case … a princess … and a criminal.”

Sorry that felt like a John Hughes moment. I guess my point is there are days when you feel like you don’t belong. You’re not exactly in any category. And sometimes it’s not just a once in a while thing, it’s like your whole life thing. I wanted to bring this is up because words matter, and most of all people matter.

Whenever I find myself in that kind of a mood. You know the mood where you think you don’t fit. There is one thing that has recently come to make me feel better. I thought I would share it. Most of you might know it …

“Every inch of me shall perish. Every inch, but one. An inch, it is small and it is fragile, but it is the only thing in the world worth having. We must never lose it or give it away. We must never let them take it from us. I hope that whoever you are, you escape from this place. I hope that the world turns and things get better. But what I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that even though I don’t know you, and even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you. I love you. With all my heart, I love you.”

I know what you’re thinking Melissa, why would you pick a sad scene from a movie to make you feel better? It’s like I said words matter. And one of the greatest things about words are even though they are the same in spelling, they always have a different meaning to everyone. And that’s why people matter because without the differences how would we come to understanding and forgiveness.

As the Doctor would say “900 years of time and space and I’ve never met anyone who wasn’t important.”