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El Indio Mexican Restaurant
Yeah, I have a price to taste factor. A Bean and cheese burrito can taste fantastic for $1.50 and even better for 75 cents, but not so tasty for 4 bucks. So, I'll pass on those burritos now and savor my cheap tasty burrito memories. And butzin' around with the size, never mind the price, is annoying.— February 21, 2014 10:53 a.m.
Letters
Ugh. That's right. Trap it. I live in a very suburban area in Middletown, NY. Deer walk down our streets. Rabbits, ground hogs, squirrels, moles, and most four footed animals are in an incredible abundance. Twenty miles to the East and about 60 miles from NYC, bears walk through similar neighborhoods. Basically, I leave them alone. It is nice to see them. I used to live in Yosemite, and there was lots of bears and raccoons. Somehow they were "allowed to live there." Is that the only place they are supposed to be, in National Parks? Most people want to control or kill (bees and similar) anything that doesn't have to do with their idea of their perfect home. If moves, kill it. If it grows, chop it down. If that is the case, than maybe people should not be allowed in national parks. One more time, I let them live. People try to control their environment. Sometimes we are the intruders. Sometimes we are the problem. By the way, the streets I drive are littered with the carcasses of deer, wild turkeys, and every other animal. Really, who is the problem? Of course it could not be us. For your information, birds seem to able to calculate cars driving at 60 mph. If you drive faster, you will hit them. Squirrels are clueless to cars. So pay attention. Really, trap it and drive it far away; Afghanistan or National City? Sometimes, embracing the question/problem is the lunacy. Kill the mosquitos , kill the flies, kill the bees, wasps, and hornets. Kill the ants. Kill everything that isn't us until we live in a sterile dying world. Oh yeah, we also have bald eagles in our area. Man, what a nuisance they are.— September 4, 2010 1:31 p.m.
Back in the Spotlight
Commenting on the comments. I thought the idea of posting comments was to comment on the week's review or the movie, or at least some topic regarding cinema. My personal experience with commenting on the comments was when I posted that I disliked a comedy skit on You Tube and someone suggested that I should not watch it if I did not like it and that I should 'get a life.' First, that person was much smarter than me because they know what they like before they watch it. Me. I have to watch something first. Secondly, 'get a life' is very stale. I just don't understand the name calling, when someone disagrees with someone else's opinion. It happens a lot on Hulu, too. I read comments in the hope of learning something interesting, and I post comments in hope they are interesting. The name calling is boring. And yes, yes, I realize I am commenting on the comments. I love Duncan Shepherd's reviews. They are helpful and educational. Is that too sappy? As Bill Murray once should have said, "Don't post angry."— February 20, 2010 8:46 a.m.
Change for the Worse
Thank you for the f-ing review of Pride and f-ing Glory. I have one f-ing question. Is there any f-ing cursing in the f-ing movie? Because I have f-ing been down this f-ing road f-ing before. OK. That's enough. I can keep it up, but I think you, Mr. Sheperd, have done a thorough job. Your review brings to mind, Reservoir Dogs and Glengarry Glen Ross. Both movies used the f-word more than frequently. I know the argument and it is usually prefaced by, "No, you don't understand." I know what they think I don't understand. The argument- This is how these people really talk. Of course I don't understand, because people who say things like this to me assume that I live in a curseless bubble. I'm out of the real world loop. Yeah, I don't know real street talk, or thug talk, or any world where cursing is the best way to articulate yourself. I find liberal and in my opinion over use of the f-word in stage, film, or real life, first of all, boring. Then, this overuse takes me out of the story. Basically, I find it lazy writing or speech. Whoa, whoa, wohoa. I'm not going to start a campaign for banning any and all use. Why just yesterday I had two encounters with pro f-word use. One young student uttered the word and I, jokingly I thought, said, "Hey, this is a curse-free zone." Her response- "I find the word beautiful, but that's just me." Then, I heard a teacher, regarding cursing in her classroom state, "Free speech doesn't stop at my classroom door." These two arguments are much stronger than, "You don't understand" and I embrace both these people's positions on f-word use. Possibly overlooked, by the writers and directors of the two mentioned films is that those movies are good stories without the inundation of f's. And maybe better without the f's (This is where "you don't understand' comes in). Well, I ejected one of those aforementioned films because I found the real realistic talk unrealistic. Why did I eject one? Because I saw the other. The trailer for Pride and Glory looked interesting. But again, thank you for the review, because I don't want to sit through another f-filled movie. George— November 6, 2008 7:27 a.m.
Theater of Real Life
Great article. Thank you. Off the main point of your article, but maybe worth mentioning and since you mentioned film towards the end, I think a point in time when stage and film might have first touched-the play Woyzeck by G. Buchner, 1836. Probably not the seed of mordern theatre, but maybe the antecedent of film. For instance- Many scenes, not acts, of varying lengths. What do you think?— April 24, 2008 3:36 a.m.