Today’s Black Swan/Oscars installment…

Review from the London Film Festival

Savannah Film Festival

Another hot contender in the race for Best Picture is Danny Boyle’s 127 Hours , based on Aaron Ralstrom’s Between a Rock and A Hard Place, which details his harrowing hiking ordeal where he was forced to amputate part of his right arm to extricate himself from a canyon. (Yeah. Gross.) James Franco plays Ralstrom in the film.

Apparently the amputation scene is quite realistic—people are fainting in the screenings. So, um, you’ve been warned.

I, for one, don’t know if I’ll be able to sit through that. I read Ralstrom’s book when it first came out (2004) and that alone made me shiver. I can’t imagine watching it on screen. So we’ll see. In the interest of accurately reporting the Oscar race for y’all, I might try it.

Both Black Swan and 127 Hours are being distributed and marketed by Fox Searchlight. Interesting. Wonder how much money they’re going to drop into this year’s Oscar race? My guess—a lot.

So our Best Picture Contender List Stands Thus, so far:

  • Black Swan
  • The King’s Speech
  • 127 Hours
  • Toy Story 3 (I am not happy about this one.)
  • Rabbit Hole (Nicole Kidman and Aaron Eckhart play parents grieving the loss of their young son.)

Conviction got sort of crappy reviews, overall, so….I’m not sure how this will affect its Oscar-baitness. Apparently a lot of critics are a bit peeved that the movie didn’t show what happened after the brother was exonerated.

Girly Products :)

It’s really irritating when all sorts of grooming products run out at the same time, but when you’ve already planned a Sephora trip…it’s not so bad. 🙂

The haul:

1) Philosophy’s Gingerbread Man body scrub. Every year, I say I’m going to try this, and every year, I miss it! Not this year! Squee!

2) Philosophy’s Chocolate Bark shampoo, conditioner, body wash/bubble bath. I LOVE this stuff when I travel. It really does work well and makes my hair pretty! (And smells. So. Good. ) Plus, Chocolate bark is one of my favorite Christmas treats (hello, Williams-Sonoma!). Love.

3) Bliss toner—Love it. Always.

4) Bliss oxygen face mask. I was out of face mask and since it’s winter I don’t want to be without one! So I decided I’d try this. It’s sort of like a peachy gel that you rub into your face (gently, please!) and let sit for five minutes while it foams up! (That was sort of cool) Then rinse and follow with toner and moisturizer. My face does feel quiet lovely. 🙂 I usually do a mask once a week.

So there ya have it…I love Sephora. It’s sort of a problem. 🙂

When you see Flying Pigs…

that is when I’ll be excited about going to the Cleveland Clinic for a visit.

I’ve only been there a few times, before NCH had their transplant program up and running. Well now that we’re “in between” lung transplant directors, I have to go make a trek to the CC to “touch base” so that if “anything comes up” I will have a transplant center, etc. on call to deal with me.

But the thing is, I hate the CC. I’d rather swim in the River Styx.

Let me count the ways:

1) It’s in Cleveland. We’re Pittsburgh fans. Do I have to say anything else?

2) It’s 3 hours away, so we usually have to stay over night. Annoying. And the guest house is like a Haunted House—or Dicken’s Bleak House

3) The way they set up appointments is the most complicated thing ever. It’s like the Labyrinth, really. But there’s no Ariadne to get us out.

4) They probably won’t draw blood from my port. Which means lots of futility and ouchiness on my end and theirs, and more abuse of my veins which DO. NOT. WORK.

5) They’ll probably want an arterial blood gas, which hurts like (#%(_!%()&  and you cannot get off me. Believe me, people have tried. People who are paramedics have tried. It doesn’t work. But they’ll still try. And bruise me up like a prize fighter.

6) They’re “number people”, which means how you actually function doesn’t really matter—it’s how well the numbers say you should  be functioning. Before my transplant they wanted me on oxygen around the clock. And the only time I ended up being on oxygen? At night. 11 days before transplant. So, um, yeah.

6a) Advice like the above is a major reason I’m wary of visiting.  They make  calls that the gang at NCH corrects later. Me no like it when doctors argue and make me think crazy things.

7) It will take all day. 7:00-at least 3:00. Then we drive back. Joy. For something that can be accomplished, at NCH, in, oh, three hours.

8) They summon you—they don’t work with you on scheduling or anything like that. How did I find out I had an appointment? The UPS guy delivered me an “important” letter. Um, what? Yeah.

8a) I have this thing called a job. I have to, you know, clear stuff with my boss before I got jaunting off to the Mistake on the Lake. Since the transplant, y’know, kept me alive, I do have a job and stuff to do.

9) I just really, really hate the CC. They are strange people.

And that is all.

I’m really not looking forward to pincushion-dom. 


The Chronicles of Narnia – Ben Barnes – Prince Caspian 

by Isis Mussenden 

Minnesota Democrats: ANTI-CATHOLIC in print | Fr. Z’s Blog – What Does The Prayer Really Say?

You know, I work in politics. I’ve worked on some campaigns. And I know that they can get…volatile. Tetchy. They can hit below the belt.

But this stuff, out of Minnesota…this is super low.
And I gotta ask—if these ads attacked Jews, or Muslims, or even other Christians—what would the public be saying?

Minnesota Democrats: ANTI-CATHOLIC in print | Fr. Z’s Blog – What Does The Prayer Really Say?