Jun. 12th, 2004


Jun. 12th, 2004 01:10 am
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Tonight two men came to work and one was a burly, portly sort of dude wearing a NASCAR t-shirt. That's totally commonplace around here; Hoosiers love racing. This particular NASCAR racing shirt was decorated with the car and emblems of one driver. That's also totally commonplace around here; Hoosiers are passionate about their racing guy. What is worth noting is that the driver of this particular shirt was sponsored by Viagra. The design (on both the front and back of the shirt, no less) was emblazoned with VIAGRA no less than ten or fifteen times. Viagra, Viagra, Viagra. At first I thought it might have been a joke, but I don't think a man in his thirties would relish an ironic societal statement about Viagra of all things. It made me laugh (inwardly, of course). Perhaps I should be more sensitive to the issue of erectile dysfunction and commend this man for wearing what is essentially a NASCAR t-shirt advertising Viagra in such a nonchalant manner instead of using the incident as fodder for this journal.

Too late now! It's written.

To change gears entirely, I went to see The Stepford Wives today. Not so impressed, and that's too bad because I love Nicole Kidman. She could keep me from hating her in this movie, but she couldn't keep me from hating the movie itself (that's my bias, I guess). It was fun to see her in a comic role after being truly amazed by her less comedic performances in such movies as Moulin Rouge (though she was very funny here), The Hours, Cold Mountain, The Portrait of a Lady, and The Others, but at the same time it sort of makes me cringe since it was difficult to tell if it was supposed to be genuinely funny or ironic in that "I'm not taking this seriously, please don't take this seriously either" sort of way. The movie was certainly no thriller; now I want to see the original! And the words "light" and "humorous" shouldn't be synonymous with "no character development" and "plot holes are okay." Call me a snob without a sense of fun, but there's really no excuse for that.

It was pretty entertaining though, especially due to some of the audience members who decided it would be appropriate to applaud and cheer loudly whenever any vaguely feminist lines were uttered by any character. You can imagine the raucous eruptions after the character Joanna (Kidman) responds to her husbands uncharacteristic accusation that she's been some sort of black-wearing Manhattanite "career bitch" by saying that she'd wanted to be that since she was a little girl.

I am sleepy. Maybe I'll break with tradition and go to bed before two. I don't know if tomorrow will be busy or not.


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