I've decided that I've talked enough about the Da Vinci Code enough on other blogs that doing so here would be redundant, unnecessarily repeating myself. You know, saying the same thing over and over. But, while othercotting it to see the relatively family-friendly, frantic and funny Over the Hedge I was practically insulted by how many people went to see DVC. I wanted to say something to a co-worker (a Catholic, nonetheless) who began a conversation this morning by absent-mindedly addressing Romeo & Juliet as Da Vinci Code (the similarities are striking), but my room got barraged into an administrative meeting with the principal. And it's still a mess (not from the meeting, mind you). Her viewpoint (the co-worker's, not the principal's) was along the lines of, "I went to Catholic school all my life, so I'm pretty aware of where the book falters."
And it's not that I'm afraid that everyone who sees the movie will drop their pants and sacrifice their babies to Satan in the middle of a self-defecating orgy or anything (although elements may be true...) but that it's a matter of 1) wanting the Church to stand up and defend truth in all public arenas (even when that means, yes, going against the Republican agenda and Walmertica) and 2) economics. You see, the more money an insipid movie like this generates, the more insipid movies like this will be greenlighted. Although I think in many ways it's giving Americans what they want - not necessarily the burn-Jesus legacy thing, but the It's-Friday-night-and-I-wanna-see-a-dumb-flick-with-my friends/chick/bff/dead cat I stuffed in my overalls-that-doesn't-require-any-thinking-and-this-is-gonna-be- popular-because-a-whole-bunch-of-people-are-going-to-see-it-and-I-like- pretending-I'm-popular-so-yeah-I'll-go-see-that mentality, which is to say it doesn't ask of much, neither deliver much - well, in some senses.
In regards OtH, Steve Carrel is the voice of a super-hyper squirrel whose lone encounter with Red Bull stops the world in its tracks. Which proves Carrel can do nearly any comedic performance - although this one has similarities to his Anchorman role. Wanda Sykes played the skunk with gumption with, well, gumption. Yeah, an African American female with an attitude and a turned-around "I don't need a man" outlook. That's not original. And William Shatner played his usual self-parodying self in the role of an over-acting possum. Eugene Levy and Catharine O'Hara played great "Oh gohsh" Canadian porcupines, which would be an animal against character-type, eh?
In other news, Jennie is back, for good. She's looking for a job, I'm trying to survive the rest of the semester. Hopefully, she'll be down in the city shortly. 'Cuz, Lord knows, tstb.
Love y'all. Even the baby-eating devil-lovin' necros that went to see DVC.