Love and Cookies Save the Day

It's barely tinged with punk and splintered with a soundtrack ruled by Spoon, the lovely post-punk-rockers. And Will Ferrell! Sweet Will! He surprises me with the depth of this role: Stranger than Fiction is to Will Ferrell as Punch Drunk Love is to Adam Sandler.

This movie perfectly plays the "Would you rather" game, mocking all literary geeks along the way. (Ahem.) Would you rather: Die poetically, or, Live a boorish life?



Harold: "You're asking me to knowingly face my death?"

Pompous Professor: "It's the nature of all tragedies! The hero dies, but the story lives on forever." I'm sorry Harold, but, you'll have to die.

The whole thing is enfolded with outstanding dramatic irony. Our hero, Harold, reads the pre-written story of his life while riding on the MTA bus. The journey goes from beginning to end, and then end to beginning. And he reads it.

We've all asked the question: Is an outside Hand writing our lives? And to what extent is this Writer compassionate?

The film likewise enforces the deceptive opinion that the most brilliant writers are whack-jobs with British accents. And it makes a fine argument that love and cookies can save the day. Of course, anomalies and nuances exist to save our lives.

If I were leading a bible study right now (which I am not), I would use this movie as an introduction to Matthew. Behold, Jesus loveth the tax collector, and even they can become heroes.

[The Nelly gives it 4 stars.]

Rock the Vote

In my sad failure to update my blog this week, I hereby offer you this small opportunity to intercept my life decisions. I need a part-time job while I'm taking classes, and while I'm continuing to raise support. All of the following are actual, real, and no-nonsense options I've unearthed. No animals were harmed during the unearthing. Please vote for my future.

And when you're done, you should see what Mel in South Carolina just did to lure me back into the fangs of blogdom. It is making me blush and giggle. Here it is: Oh Nelly Where Art Thou?

Power to the People, Mama

This is a public service announcement to you, the people.

Being that the latest poll vote was split across party lines, I've compromised concerning the auto-magically starting music.

Henceforth, thou shalt click the red Last-fm box if thou desirests to partake. No more insta-indie (here comes the brand new flavor) in your ear.

All apologies for any inconveniences caused by said music.

(Photo by Kiss Kiss Bang Bang)

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To Title, or Not to Title

Maybe I am being too uber-analytical, but I wonder if I need to put some words up there. I think someone taught me once that every piece of writing needs a good title.

Help-Wanted

I need a job. I've been scouring classified ads and have made some phone calls. All of the following are in the running, in some shape or way. Put in your vote.