Month: October 2003

Last Fri­day I man­aged to go see KILL BILL with my bud­dy phil. I enjoyed the movie in a vague sort of way. oh sure it was enter­tain­ing, but i felt a sort of lack to it, all of the edit­ing flour­ish­es, the fx, etc… just there because they’re sexy. i expect a bit more from taran­ti­no, some sort of state­ment. i can read in a cri­tique about deca­dence, excess, and all that jazz, but i’m pret­ty sure taran­ti­no isn’t cri­tiquing it. i imag­ine his thought process was more like — i real­ly like vio­lent movies, and so do lots of peo­ple. i’ll make the most vio­lent movie ever, do some cool doobers to make it look sexy and arty and then make a bun­cha bucks.

far more enter­tain­ing, and Ward, i hope you agree, is the tale phil relat­ed to me after­ward. a stu­dent at my school was relat­ing to his teacher the sundry uses that his fam­i­ly makes of opos­sum, obtained as road­kill or in oth­er ways. [prob­a­bly best not to ask] this youth was proud of his famil­ial opos­sum gourmet. sev­er­al weeks lat­er he remind­ed his teacher of this and added a bit of a caveat.
the word­ing appar­ent­ly was along these lines:

y’know how i said we ate ‘pos­sum? well then we seen a ‘pos­sum crawl out of a dead cow’s ass. we don’t eat ‘pos­sum no more…

word got around low­er water­loo [male social stud­ies teach­ers being awful gos­sips] and the leg­end of Opos­sum Boy was born.