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no, this isn't my halloween costume. its napoleon. napoleon dynamite. (wait, your name is napoleon?). i finally saw this little campy creation. so i thought i would reflect on it for a moment.

weird. i mean, i get it. i get that he is sort of a gen-x/y shoegazing computer geek who reminds us of ourselves in some ways. i see my awkward adolescence in him. i see my moments of social ineptitude in him. but beyond that, what is this story telling us?

frankly, nothing. it is a loosely connected group of skits featuring the same characters throughout who deliver ridiculous lines of script in a deliciously deadpan manner. it's funny. it's just not all that meaningful.

not that everything has to be all that meaningful. it did make me laugh. just not as much as i thought it might.

and my biggest complaint: the ending. it just frizzled out. it reminded me of Monty Python's Holy Grail in this way, like they ran out of money or thought the film was getting too long.

so, i wasn't that impressed. anyone out there disagree? or agree? let's talk.

i did see another movie this weekend that i really enjoyed: it was called hoodwinked, and was a retelling of the little red riding hood story. it was clever and witty and quickly-paced. it made me laugh much more than napoleon. and it had something a little deeper to say about our preconceptions and prejudices. i would recommend this movie.

so there's my movie recap of the weekend. i also watched disc 1 of lotr: the two towers and a really bad version of a football game. but you already know that.


ps. i don't normally watch this much tv/movies. i just feel the need to defend myself here. i was sick all day saturday, and spent the day in bed, with the tv on. so there.


Crafty P said…
i think you need to watch napoleon again. for some reason, the second time is funnier.

hoodwinked- never saw it.

football game-- rather unfortunate. was charlie batch sick or something? did bill forget about him? hmmmm

from one super chick
greg. said…
my dear friend christina,

charlie batch isn't a tenth the quarterback that big ben is. big ben is a legitimate star in the nfl. just because he has a pass tipped doesn't mean you put in the subpar player. all that does is shakes ben's confidence even more than it already is. i think the problem is that ben is trying to do too much to make up for what is breaking down all around him. the receivers aren't getting open, the line is losing alot of battles, and the running game was horrendous. you put all of that on a quarterback's shoulders, and it doesn't look pretty. ben will be fine. its the rest of the team i'm concerned about. especially the offensive line.

i don't think i'll be watching napoleon again. we borrowed it from the library. i would rather read a book. in german.

what food are you offering me in your picture there? is it pie? i hope so because i love pie.

Anonymous said…
Hey Greg! Christina's friend Rachel here! I'm going with you on the whole Napolean Dynamite thing.....After hearing soooooo many high school friends talking about this flick, we finally broke down and saw it. My reaction was similar to yours. Parts of the movie were's always funny to shove tater tots in your pocket...but really? Didn't do it for me, and I wouldn't watch it again. It was, however, a good source for many a Young Life skit.

My dad had a subscription for the magazine The German. Not a good read.

greg. said…
i'm not sure the economist is a good read in english. not for me, anyway...
Anonymous said…
sorry about your steelers. tough break. life sucks, doesn't it? then we die. that is life...and death though. it is all quite the mystery. i am not a huge pie fan, but i love cookies. you might say i am a cookie monster. ttfn
Crafty P said…
So sorry to touch your soft spot with Big Ben.

I would (and have) watch ND again a second time.

I am offering you a slice of toasted almond cake. It is a pic from my 30th birthday.

Ironically, Rachel is the one taking my picture. well hello Rachel.
pete said…
I found Napoleon Dynamite strangely compelling--partially because of many summers spent near the Idaho border in Spokane, WA with my grandparents, but also partly because of a great Bible study I read at youthspecialties that compares ND with Moses. It made it much easier to teach about Moses to my confirmation kids.

I didn't think it was that funny the first time I saw it, but I'm going to agree with crafty p here: It was better the next time. It's also funny after a couple of beers at about 11 pm. Especially the uber-cheesy keyboard music.
Mary Milinovich said…
I have to say that Hoodwinked was the only movie i have ever walked out of. and thats only because we were sitting in the awesome upper section of the retro guthrie when we realized we had come to the wrong movie. yeah. four people go, buy a ticket, sit through all the previews (wonder why all the previews are for kids movies) and then see a scene with a girl in a little red cape. whoopsie daisy, drive me crazy...

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