Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Film I likely won’t see
I am by definition unhip (and now that I’m in my 40s can be so without apology) but when I saw this advertised at the cinema I first thought ‘somebody green-lighted it at least two years ago’, before Depression II, with a title (IIRC about 10 years old) pinched from a damnable TV show now gone with a big dollop of its watered-down contemporary ‘Friends’ (re-using writers and actors from each, like a dog returning to his own vomit) and ‘those cute kids and their Interweb’. Very ’90s. Not only is it economically untimely but seems like somebody older than me based it upon his iffy memories of what the kids are into. So even the charms of Drew Barrymore and Scarlett Johansson can’t get me to plonk down a tenner to see it and I don’t think I’ll add it to my Netflix queue in six months.

One effect of the new depression as it sweeps away the jobs and affluence that in part made the lies behind these ‘lifestyles’ popular, perhaps forcing some to grow up as others have said: Joshua notes that Planned Parenthood (brought to you by the father of lies by way of eugenicist/Nazi sympathiser Margaret Sanger: the unfit don’t deserve to live) are cutting their staff.

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