movies.and.moral.dilemmas

I thought it reasonably timely — with another pointlessly imminent show of Imperialistic America’s military strutting in the Middle East — that Karin and I should have made time to watch the infamous Bowling for Columbine last night at — where else but — Tinseltown. The movie, or should I say documentary, throws some — albeit slightly biased — light on the unusually high gun versus death by shooting ratios seen in the populous of our neighbors to the south. I won’t do a review. It was good — funny — one could almost say enlightening — and it was noted (to Karin by me) that among the most coherent interviewees in the film were South Park creator Matt Stone, and goth rock icon Marilyn Manson. And (that same) one could leave the theatre in a sense of dumbfounded frustration and go on some deep political tirade. But I’ll try not to. I’m tired of it. I bored of it. My thoughts are those of compassion. Hopeless compassion. And for a moment I can almost feel the frustrations of — say — depression era Germans who knew that something wasn’t quite right in their political arena — knew that a moral line had been drawn and crossed by their (yes) elected political officials — yet were completely powerless to be heard in the din of fear and xenophobia. I mean, didn’t the Nazis have a Department of Homeland Security? But then we all paid REAL close attention in history class, didn’t we?

other.tidbits from.the.weekend.lives of karin.and.brad

:: we took our christmas tree down. sigh. that corner looks so bare now.

:: i spent many a’hours playing in photoshop doctoring some of my digital pics. fun.

:: tried to go to ikea for a browse. couldn’t — literally couldn’t — get a parking spot.

:: sought some information on the rec facilities of Burnaby. most enlightening and hopeful.

:: sushied it up at a newly discovered sushi place. yummy.

:: ice cream sundaes in the abandoned mall. karin was a little freaked out.

:: pinched some tv and movie time in amongst the crowds of everything else.