Blackmoor Vituperative

Okay. So I am staying up late and working on my local game group’s web site, drinking martinis and watching movies. I went through two of them (movies, not martinis — I am currently on my fourth martini) before I found one I could tolerate just to have running in the background.

I started with Adam Sandler’s Eight Crazy Nights. I could stand that for about ten minutes before I had to stop it and find something else. Ye gods. Simply dreadful. No wonder they waited until February to show what is ostensibly a Christmas movie (Christmas, Hanukkah, whatever).

The second movie was an old Dana Carvey movie called Opportunity Knocks (not to be confused with Career Opportunities, which features a young Frank Whaley, and a Jennifer Connelly so young she still has baby fat). I actually like Dana Carvey, and I think it’s too bad that he hasn’t achieved Adam Sandler’s level of post-Saturday Night Live success. As for the movie, it started out okay, but about fifteen minutes into it I decided to brush my teeth, and when I came back, I realized I really did not care enough to rewind and see what I missed. It was just that boring. So it goes.

The third movie was the charm: Women In Trouble, with Carla Gugino (whom I have always liked), and Adrianne Palicki (who I think might be my new favorite). This is a touching film, with humor and pathos and women in their underwear. Seriously: it’s a good movie, well-written and well-acted, and despite the outlandish situations, I really felt for the characters. For example, in the words of a porn star played by Carla Gugino, upon hearing of the death of someone important to her,

“If we don’t tell people how we feel, what are we doing here? … There is no good time, there is no right time, there is only now.”

It made me cry. Screw you if you think less of me for it. Women In Trouble. Look for it.

Oh, and if you do see Women In Trouble, watch the credits all the way to the end. It’s worth it.