The Black List + Valentine's Day ROM-COM report back

This is probably one of the best monologues on race and racism I have ever watched. And it's by Chris Rock. I am not a big fan of his comedy, but if you watch to the part where he starts to talk about boxing it's pretty fucking wick-ed.

I drank many many glasses of wine last night, the movie "When Harry Met Sally" is about as bad as I remembered.

The scene that inspired the most vociferous drinkage was the one where Sally and two girl friends are having lunch on a patio and moaning about being single. Of course none of this dialogue is on the webs because he only shit that gets posted are all the parts that pander to the hyper-unrealistic "banter" between Crystal and Ryan.

Anyways, at this patio lunch Ryan squeel/sighs something to the effect of "I'm 31 year's old and this isn't getting any easier."

Glug, glug, glug.

The last time I saw this film I thought it was a grown-up film about incomprehensible and boring adult problems. Now it is a film about a woman the same age as me, with comprehensible but still (perhaps even more) boring adult problems - that occasionally I share.

Glug, glug, glug.

Following Ryan's helpless 'spinst' comment a friend says something about "Bob" the newly single podiatrist, and Sally/Ryan says, "I am in a mourning period for my last relationship I can't possibly date anyone new." Her friend replies, "just don't forget what happened to Stan, we all thought he needed time, and 6 months later he was dead." "So what you're saying is I should get married to Bob quick before he dies?!" counters Sally, at which, friend number 3 chimes in with, "well at least you'd have been married!".

Glug glug glug.

Aside from the insane high-waist, loose-hipped jeans and blousy silk shirts. The other weird part of the film is total lack of gay anything. It's like despite the fact that at the time ACT-UP was having a massive impact on New York City, Aids was decimating the gay community, and especially in NYC, gay culture was beginning to be part of the 'middle-class' (which is the class H and S and all their friend clearly belong to) New York experience, you would never ever guess from Harry and Sally's social life or conversation. It's so weird... All the discussion about whether men and women can or can't be friends, just assumes that the basic foundation of cross gender friendships, is heterosexual.

I can understand why Queer Nation was so loud and in your face, Queer identity basically did not exist in popular culture with some very rare exceptions until after the 90's. I forget that sometimes now.