...Poetic Sinematic

STOP THE PRESSES!!!!

I had planned to post the rest of the story I started in my last post in this post, and the next one. That funny li'l tale of the day -- of the moment -- I asked my wife to marry me. The moment that changed my demeanor, outlook and set me on the unstoppable course to fatherhood (which is, after all the point. Woops! I meant "point of this blog."...right? Woops again! I might've just ..oh, you didn't notice? Ok, anyway, as I was saying...)

...but something happened that is MUCH more pertinent and amazing and cool and important to share.

On a random, last-minute recommendation from my friend Adrian Chan I had the opportunity to see a sneak preview of the new movie from the mind of Paul Thomas Anderson.

Yes.

YES! Yes, you envious little kiddiepie pattie pies.

It's that fucking good.

And it's about fatherhood.

It's also about the evil that men do. And the good they could do...if that was the way they decided. But they didn't. And a lot of the time they don't do. It's about all that. Directed from a screenplay he wrote, P.T. Anderson based "There Will Be Blood" on a novel called "Oil!" by Upton Sinclair. Yes, the guy who wrote that muckraking tale of the Chicago meatpacking industry "The Jungle".

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BACK OF YOUR EYELIDS

I have to get to work, now. So I'm going to post again this afternoon after you've had a chance to let these bits work in your mind in the background:

-- story by a respected exposer of immoral practices in industry

-- the rapacious, obsessive precocious talent of a respected, epic-aiming young filmmaker

-- Oil!

-- Fatherhood

...the hills throb with portent of things to come. So many things...