This one is from Timothy Egan's New York Times blog titled "Working Class Zero."
The first nine years of the new century have yet to find a defining label, something as catchy as Tom Wolfe’s “Me Decade” of the 1970s or the “Silent Generation” of 1950s men in gray flannel suits. Bookmarked by the horror of 9/11 and the history of a black president, the aughts certainly don’t lack for drama.
But last week, lost in the commotion over the brat’s cry of Joe Wilson and the shotgun blast of rage in the Washington protest, something definitive was released just as this decade nears its curtain call.
For average Americans, the last 10 years were a lost decade. At the end of President George W. Bush’s eight years in office, American households had less money and less economic security, and fewer of them were covered by health care than 10 years earlier, the Census Bureau reported in its annual survey.
The second article comes via Drexel University. Gave me some interesting takes on Inglorious Basterds, a movie both loved and hated by many.
The plot of Quentin Tarantino’s Inglourious Basterds is ridiculous. A group of Jewish American soldiers are recruited by a Tennessee mountain man played by Brad Pitt to kill Nazis during the Second World War. Along the way they discover a plan to screen a new propaganda film by Goebbels at a cinema in Paris. All the top Nazis will be there, Hitler included. Exterminating them in one fell swoop will end the war. A few twists later, that is exactly what happens. So what's the point? What is it about this counterfactual and openly farcical scenario that so intrigued Mr. Tarantino?
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man oh man, great round up on Tarantino. My thing is that I find it utterly disturbing (aka exciting) that he's just so far beyond entertaining you compared to the "blockbuster" crap that movie houses put out to "keep the industry moving and to make money." Again, I go back to the time when I saw Kill Bill and literally people were standing up and cheering. I thought that was a myth. Regardless of whether they are relevant to reality or history, the fact is that you are able to feel something that you can't quite understand and having to sit, think, and figure that out is the ultimate achievement.
When you leave a Nick Cage movie...you go..."yep."
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