Archive for June, 2010


Why Don't You Love Me (Like You Used To Do)

I’ve been on a movie watching binge lately.  Yesterday I watched Wild Strawberries, which was very very good, and today I saw The Last Picture Show , also very good.  The other day I watched One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest, which disappointed me.  I guess I’m not much of a Jack Nicholson fan, although I think Roger Ebert is right when he calls him the perfect male sprite.

The Last Picture Show, though.  I need to re-watch it, the better to let it sink in–just like I need to re-watch every other good movie I’ve ever seen and re-read every good book I ever read.

(Lately I’ve been slowly re-reading Madame Bovary, and every day I’m gobsmacked by how much is going on in that novel that I didn’t notice or don’t remember noticing the first time I read it.  For instance: who is the titular character?  The obvious answer is Emma, but Charles’ mother and first wife are called Madame Bovary more often than she is.  My impression of Emma herself is different this time, too.)

Next, I’ll watch The Seventh Seal or The Lady Vanishes or Run! Bitch Run!*, depending on how I feel.

*From the Netflix Watch Instantly Description:  “After drug dealers rape and leave her for dead in the woods, beautiful door-to-door religious-tract peddler Catherine (Cheryl Lyone) trades in her prayers for a pump-action 12-gauge and sets out for payback against the men who attacked her. But once she gets a taste of holy vengeance, Catherine’s thirst for blood becomes insatiable.”

Too bad someone wasn’t around to alert the filmmakers that “Run, Bitch! Run!” makes much more sense than “Run! Bitch Run!”


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Well, fuck.

Five, 10, 15 years after graduation, after untold promotions and career changes spanning booms and busts, the unlucky graduates never closed the gap. Seventeen years after graduation, those who had entered the workforce during inhospitable times were still earning 10 percent less on average than those who had emerged into a more bountiful climate. When you add up all the earnings losses over the years, Kahn says, it’s as if the lucky graduates had been given a gift of about $100,000, adjusted for inflation, immediately upon graduation—or, alternatively, as if the unlucky ones had been saddled with a debt of the same size.

. . .Examining national longitudinal data, Mossakowski has found that people who were unemployed for long periods in their teens or early 20s are far more likely to develop a habit of heavy drinking (five or more drinks in one sitting) by the time they approach middle age. They are also more likely to develop depressive symptoms. Prior drinking behavior and psychological history do not explain these problems—they result from unemployment itself.

. . .But regardless of age, all men were left with an elevated risk of dying in each year following their episode of unemployment, for the rest of their lives. And so, the younger the worker, the more pronounced the effect on his lifespan: the lives of workers who had lost their job at 30, Von Wachter and Sullivan found, were shorter than those who had lost their job at 50 or 55—and more than a year and a half shorter than those who’d never lost their job at all.

All from an article in The Atlantic titled “How a New Jobless Era Will Transform America.”  It’s basically the most depressing article I have ever read.

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I don’t often say this, but I think this cover might be better than Sam Cooke’s original.

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I really need to stop reading posturing, pseudo-philosophical articles and comments in the New York Times and instead read some real philosophy or something.

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