Un Coeur En Hiver

Want to know how much homework I managed to get done today? Prepare yourself. None. Zip. Nothing. I watched movies today and made acorn squash and got a manicure and pedicure, so it was a pretty unproductive day, overall. But that's ok. Not only is it Saturday. Not only did Cal lose to USC--which we all knew they would. But today it has rained all day. So, I think that makes it the perfect day to just chill out and watch some movies--particularly ones I haven't seen before. Obviously, I knew last night that it would rain today....hence the reason I went to Blockbuster. It's amazing how intuitive my laziness can be.

So, today I watched Talk to Me with Don Cheadle and Chiwetel Ejiofor (who was gorgeous in the movie, as he is in all his movies--for further reference, see Serenity, Inside Man, Love Actually, and Kinky Boots....yes, Kinky Boots). If you don't know about it, it's a Hollywood version of a true story about a radio DJ in DC in the 60s who was a major tv and radio personality for the African American community, and hence, a pretty notable figure during the Civil Rights Movement. It didn't deal too much with his effect on the African American community or with his own personal demons, but it did deal with his relationship with his friend, and manager, Dewey Hughes. I thought it was pretty good, though I wish it included a little more about his impact on the Civil Rights Movement.

Then, the other movie I just finished watching was a French film V recommended to me today when she came out of her cave. It's called Un Coeur En Hiver or A Heart in Winter. It's basically about this man who is emotionally closed off and though at times he finds himself wanting to feel and reciprocate with others, he can't. It was good. V chose the word "haunting" to describe it. I definitely think I would use the word "baffling." Or perhaps the phrase "baffling to the senses." I liked the movie, but I spent most of it trying to figure out this man, Stephane, and I couldn't. I don't know if he really did love or if he wanted to love but couldn't. I found myself angry at his lack of compassion and his indecisiveness and the somewhat manipulative grin he carried on his face throughout the whole film. I think I wanted more from the actor--more lifelessness or more distance. He never seemed to reach the point where he was anywhere but at a crossroads. Even the resolution of the film didn't unravel these knots they tied in the beginning. I would watch it again, but as far as recommending it to someone, highly unlikely I'd find someone who would appreciate it.

I ate at Jack in the Box again and this time I got, what I believed to be, a healthier burger. Nope. It was 700 calories instead of 770. Whoopee, 70 calories less. It wasn't exactly the most grandiose of burgers either. It was just cheese and meat and ketchup and mayo on a bun. I don't understand. It also left me feeling unsatisfied. I had wanted to eat pizza, which is just as many calories, but more filling and yummy. Not just any pizza, but Costco pizza--which is exactly the same as Sam's Club pizza (which is my favorite). But I was lazy and because that and me being lazy, I didn't go to Costco to get my soda and I didn't get pizza. I am now angry at myself for settling. I hope this doesn't appear in different aspects of my personality.

I got bored today and decided I didn't want to be bored tomorrow...but my friends are mostly out of town this weekend, seeing as it's the three day weekend. Gah....I need attention dammit. And my manicurist squared my nails. I came in with beautifully rounded nails and she squared them...making them shorter. I so don't like people asserting their beliefs in nails upon me. Now my fingernails look fat.