I wanted to let everyone know that I intend to get rid of the two boxes of old minis.
We just don't use them anymore and they take up space!
There are many memories in these molded metal minis, so if anyone would like to keep them - or just take a nostalgic few, please contact me as soon as possible.
Todd has offered to house them and care for them as if they were his own. oh....wait....
I will be delivering them to him on August 28 when he is in town for the First Annual Wiley Invitational.
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
John Q - One of the worst movies ever?
My wife and I watched John Q this weekend.
Let's just say that I was surprised at the modest box office numbers.
To summarize:
John Quincy Archibald's son Michael collapses while playing baseball as a result of a heart failure. Immediately, John Q. rushes Michael to the hospital's emergency room for a transplant. Unfortunately, the insurance would not cover his son's transplant. So in order for Michael's quick and complete recovery, John takes the emergency room hostage until the doctors agree to get the transplant successful.
What a waste of talent! Denzel, James Woods, Anne Heche (well.....)
What a waste of 2 hours!
The setup is simply preposterous. The hospital said it would cost $250,000 to do the transplant and wanted like $40,000 as a downpayment before they would even put him on the Recipient list! Almost every meeting and situation with the hospital management was abrupt and unrealistic. Send him to County? Come on! The outright said they wouldn't do it without insurance or payment. The son spoke the whole time he was intubated - one of numerous medical missteps. The huge (fat) rent a cop had multiple opportunities to EASILY incapacitate John in the ER. John wrastled a drop-ceiling-ensconced sniper to the floor AFTER having been impaled in the shoulder by a very long scalpel. At the end, John is going to shoot himself in the head, so his son can have his heart. He pulls the trigger - click. Doh! He had on the safety! THE SAFETY?! CLICK?!
Of course Denzel emotes, and of course my wife cried, and of course it makes one think of losing one's own children (very briefly...), but this movie is everything that is wrong with dramas today - criss-crossing reality with heart strings and bouncing an understated political message on the mesh.
3 out of 10. Ray Liotta is always worth at least a half point.
44 street cred points to anyone who identifies the Star Wars connection.
Let's just say that I was surprised at the modest box office numbers.
To summarize:
John Quincy Archibald's son Michael collapses while playing baseball as a result of a heart failure. Immediately, John Q. rushes Michael to the hospital's emergency room for a transplant. Unfortunately, the insurance would not cover his son's transplant. So in order for Michael's quick and complete recovery, John takes the emergency room hostage until the doctors agree to get the transplant successful.
What a waste of talent! Denzel, James Woods, Anne Heche (well.....)
What a waste of 2 hours!
The setup is simply preposterous. The hospital said it would cost $250,000 to do the transplant and wanted like $40,000 as a downpayment before they would even put him on the Recipient list! Almost every meeting and situation with the hospital management was abrupt and unrealistic. Send him to County? Come on! The outright said they wouldn't do it without insurance or payment. The son spoke the whole time he was intubated - one of numerous medical missteps. The huge (fat) rent a cop had multiple opportunities to EASILY incapacitate John in the ER. John wrastled a drop-ceiling-ensconced sniper to the floor AFTER having been impaled in the shoulder by a very long scalpel. At the end, John is going to shoot himself in the head, so his son can have his heart. He pulls the trigger - click. Doh! He had on the safety! THE SAFETY?! CLICK?!
Of course Denzel emotes, and of course my wife cried, and of course it makes one think of losing one's own children (very briefly...), but this movie is everything that is wrong with dramas today - criss-crossing reality with heart strings and bouncing an understated political message on the mesh.
3 out of 10. Ray Liotta is always worth at least a half point.
44 street cred points to anyone who identifies the Star Wars connection.
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