HEY GANG! LET'S HAVE A "MOVIE MINUTE."
Man, I loved "Monster." Charlize Theron's Oscar(TM)-winning portrait of a woman whose moral center had been abraded by years of desperate, bitter conflict was positively chilling. Remember her last line? The sarcasm was toxic:
"'Love conquers all.' 'Every cloud has a silver lining.' 'Faith can move mountains.' 'Love will always find a way.' 'Everything happens for a reason.' 'Where there's life, there's hope.' Well. . . they gotta tell you something."
Ouch! How'd you like to have that charmer in your life?
I also dug "Some Kind of Monster," which examined a group of dysfunctional has-beens whose endlessly rehashed psychodramas prevented them from doing anything productive. They had turned themselves into such an institution-- such an industry-- nobody had the courage to tell them:
A.) They had sold out and become uninspiring parodies of themselves, and
B.) They hadn't written a decent song since. . . oh, maybe. . . the 1990s?
Don't know what made me think of those two movies today. I guess I'm bored?