Name: The Connor Chronicles Volume LXXXVII
Subject: Bad Movie Idea & Train Wrecks Waiting to Happen
Date: March 23, 2007

The Connor Chronicles Volume LXXXVII

It’s been a long time since I’ve written…..you would think I have a ton of material, but I really don’t. But a recent movie trailer has put me over the edge. I like movies. I have no problem with some exaggerations and such. I mean, whether it’s a great sports movie like Rocky (you think it was slightly exaggerated?) or drama/action like Bourne Identity (hmmm…maybe that’s real), the exaggeration and artistic liberties taken make the movie better.

However, they’ve gone too far this time. Have you seen the trailers for PRIDE? No seriously…..this can’t be really happening. We’ve had movies & TV shows with black presidents, and women presidents and that is fine because the world is just about ready for that (well at least the black president we are ready for – sorry Hillary). However, the world will not buy PRIDE no matter what. Come on….a movie about an all black swim team?

Ok, I get it…the worlds greatest golfer is black……and yeah, a few years ago the biggest rapper was white……but an all black swim team? Come one. The only impressive thing about this movie is that they were able to cast it!

And really who is the target audience? I can’t think of one single demographic (white or black) that would want to see this movie. Am I missing something? Has there been a huge movement in black communities for competitive swimming? Have Sean Slevin DVD’s been distributed in black neighborhoods ….. I mean I don’t know what else we would be doing with them.

Ok, seriously, I don’t follow American Idol, but I watched 5 minutes of it the other night….seriously…5 minutes and there was this guy singing who was just terrible. I mean horrible. How did he even make it to Hollywood? And there was like a 10 yr old girl in the audience crying! And honestly, you can hate Simon all you want, but he is the only one who gets the idea of the show. I mean…..Randy? “yo dog….yo dog….yo dog….you brought it…I felt it yo” or “yo dog…yo dog…yo dog….you didn’t bring it…..gotta tell you I didn’t feel it”……..thats it every time. And Paula cant even form a complete sentence….seriously she’s a train wreck. Not long before she’s dead in a hotel room. I know all about the internet movement for vote for the worst, but how did this guy make it to Hollywood….this could be a major blow to the show.

Speaking of soon to be dead in a hotel room…..Britney got out of rehab……she owes K-fed like 20 million or something…….seriously….how the fuck did this happen?

And another train wreck….foxy brown, another warrant for her arrest. Nicely done, you’ve earned a roster spot on the Cincinnati Bengals!

Hey, Ron Artest is indicted again……it happens every year right after we move the clocks for Daylight Savings. I’m glad that Ron Ron was accommodating enough to move his arrest up by 3 weeks to meet the new Federal DST date!

Baseball is one week away which means if things go according to plan either Doc Godden or Darryl Strawberry should be in the news this week!
Congratulations go out to the Opallo family for their latest arrival….Connor Michael Opallo arrived on March 13th at 3:24pm weighing in at 8lbs 7 oz and towering over his dad at 20.5 inches. Everyone is doing well….although they are sleep deprived.

In related news my wife wants to make it very clear that we will not be naming our first child Opallo……although I am all for this in hopes of having a 2nd and naming him Zuess in honor of the dogs on Magnum PI.

Oh, one more train wreck….check out the new video I put up of Lilly Tomlin and a director going at it…great stuff.

Two quick event notes for this weekend.

First, tonight at KC Moores, Matt Scott performs….9pm.

Tomorrow, Texas Hold’em tourney at the center…..noon registration.

As always, until next time, stay safe, later,
Dan

"My karma tells me, You've been screwed again! If you let them do it to ya, you've got yourself to blame! It's you who feels the pain! It's you who takes the shame!"

 

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