Devil - a DVD Review

DEVIL - a DVD Review


A group of people are trapped in an elevator and the Devil is mysteriously amongst them.   The characters include, a chubby older woman, the young thin elegant woman.  A male black security guard from the building, the wise-cracking mattress salesman and the young male Dessert Storm vet.


This film was written by M. Night Shyamalan, but directed by John Erick Dowdle.  Dowdle’s film credit are films I’ve never heard of such as “Quarantine” and “the Poughkeepsie Tapes”.


While the entire plot revolves around the occupants of the elevator I found the story worth watching, just to see how it ends.  The dialogue was pretty forgettable, and the acting was plausible but far from outstanding. 


This film played like a T.V. movie-of-the-week.  Especially since its running time was only 80 minutes.  I gave it two stars.

A Night in NYC & 2 reviews

So me and Bonnie ventured into NYC quite recently.  Tentative plans were to meet at Penn Station and take the subway to a bar in the village name Zinc.  There was an over 40’s event I’d discovered through Meetup.com.  They were hosting a very politically incorrect comedy show called “A Black and a Jew”.  It sounded intriguing and it was cheap.

We get there thirty minutes early only to be shut out.  Poor planning had the host overbooking without notification.  I was not pleased.  Without a Plan B me and Bonnie were out in the cold without knowing what to do next.

From now on my motto is “Always have a Plan B”.  Bonnie alerted me that she was ‘in the mood for food’ and after hearing that I decided I was too.  We walked street after street trying to discover just the right spot.  What we found was Quantum Leap in the West Village. http://www.quantumleaprestaurant.com/FoodDelivery/RestaurantLocations.m

It was a small room but quite full.  There was a subtle understated atmosphere that was both welcoming and chic.  We found a corner table and caught up on girl talk.  I dined on a black bean burger with toppings of mushrooms and such.  It was served with a side salad with a yummy ginger dressing and sweet potato fries.  Excellent choice.  Dinner under $20 and very satisfying.

We decided to find dessert at another location.  We wandered down a few blocks poking our noses into shop.  One specialized in chess.  We chatted with a foreign bald headed host.  He was informative and charming.

With many Hookah (snicker) shops lining the street it seemed there were just as many which held items to enhance spiritual wealth as well.  Bonnie chatted with one of the clerks who shower her “the singing bowls” one after another after another.

I was upfront mentally trying to talk myself out of buying anything.  You see often I have this delusion when in NYC that I have more money in my bank accounts than I actually ever do.  I also find myself mentally arguing that I’ll never find the gem of an item I am trying to talk myself out of, anywhere else.

Eventually we wandered down the street and found Rocco’s bakery at 243 Bleeker Street http://pasticceriarocco.com/

As the door opened we were enveloped with the welcoming warmth beckoning us from the cold.  Behind its endless glass counters were the countless delights tempting us both.  I had the cheesecake with strawberry topping and Bonnie had some big chocolate cake thingee.  Looking back we should have split something.   And after that dessert the only thing I thought I’d split was my pants.  Well worth finding though.

NEVER LET ME GO - A DVD Review

Based on the Kazuo Ishiguro’s novel this tale of science fiction was dark and disturbing on many levels.  In mid 1950’s England, a “boarding school” named Hailsham is filled with students who are  and cared for and isolated a specific purpose.  Starring Kiery Knightley & Carey Mulligan (who previously played sisters in “Pride and Prejudice” and Male lead Andrew Garfield of “The Social Network” fame.

It was remarkable the way the characters maintained such a calm demeanor given the grave nature of their existence.  Watch it only when you are feel DARK…..and curious to know what their secret is..  I give this film barely two stars.

Cleaning House - a personal rant

I suppose there are other things I should be writing, say for instance about culture.  Books movies things of this nature, but alas today I do not.  I miss writing terribly.  I ‘ve been journaling lately on (gasp) steno paper since my online blogging has gone by the wayside for undetermined reasons.

Anyhew still needing to blog here and document this.  I’ve taken steps recently to clear my path.  I’ve told “D” that I need at least six months of no “D”.  No texting no conversations, even those of merely a friendship nature.  I was honest with him in telling him that I could rarely ever think of him as just a friend.  We both know why.

A friend recently told me ‘You deserve more than a guy who just wants to send you a picture of his ****.”  And she was right.  Too often, mainly out of boredom I’ve allied myself with men (not necessarily D in this case) that I flirt with, inevitably sending the wrong messages until one day I’m getting e-mail or txts with anonymous body parts on them.

So I’ve looked through my e-mail addresses and cell phone list and deleted any man who wasn’t “just a friend”.  I’ve deleted men who still had “dirty designs” of me that I truly wanted nothing to do with.  Even men (such as Gus) who actually was a friend to me, but when push came to shove he still found himself trying to manipulate me into a “dirty deed”. 

My good friend woke me up to the fact that all of this nonsensical bullshit was blocking my path to God.  It blocks me from being of maximum service to God and his will.  She was right.  I knew it the MOMENT she said it.  What the heck was I doing?  Has the Winter really been that long that I’d wandered into the murky waters that this qualifies for entertainment on a boring Saturday night?

So I did some housecleaning.  I never thought I’d be adding “D” to that list.  He treated me so well, well as any “jump off” could be treated I guess.  I wrote him on Friday night and asked him to delete my number, give me 6 months of no contact.  And as luck would have it, he sends me a ****shot on Saturday, which led me realize he hadn’t yet read my e-mail.  He finally did and on Monday and ugh, called me anyway at work to apologize for the c.s. 

In all honesty I know that’s not the reason.  I think he needed me to say it.  And blubbering like a baby (with a raspy voice from a severe sore throat) I did.  I probably sounded like a crazy person.  But he did know how I felt, even if he didn’t agree with it.  And I don’t think he had any doubt that it hurt me saying goodbye, or in this case “see you in six months.”

Ideally I’d like to think that ‘clearing this path’ doesn’t necessarily have to do with me and relationships with men per se.  Its more to the point that I won’t find myself preoccupied with men who have lackluster attempts at holding my attention.  That if indeed I am ever blessed with a man in my life, my heart, it will be one who does more than send me pictures of bodyparts and is more interested in sharing with me that ultimate bodypart…………his heart.