affiche-John-from-Cincinnati-2007-1 by firdaws

I’m not quite in love with David Milch’s new HBO show John from Cincinnati but I’ve definitely become infatuated with it. Miracles happen every day goes the clicheratory utterance but what happens when miracles become the common stance driver of events and the nexus of our relationships? When sordid characters come together to participate in simple greatness like a blade of grass burning beneath the power of a small magnifying glass, expect the world to spin slower.

Tonight President Bush commuted the sentence of Scooter Libby, a man who should have been beat daily since the fourth grade for his first name and twice as hard every day after he turned eighteen for not changing it immediately. People still ask me if I’m ashamed of my two votes for Bush in the state which swung the 2004 election and I tell them no. I say no because Bush’s presidency will be the end of the GOP and the Republican Party and the Democratic Party is a herd of buffalo right behind the GOP lemmings.

I voted because I believed and belief is the end of intelligence. I knew that but I fucking forgot it and I’ve remembered it again which means I’ve thrown off the kryptonite chain necklace and its slinking down Lex Luther’s underground swimming pool drain.

Time to kiss Miss Tessbacher, reverse time and save Lois Lane from the earthquake.

But before I fly off counter clockwise though, let me just share one more concern. The other day I rented the movie Miss Potter at Blockbuster video and was looking at the case when I got home and it read “Blockbuster Exclusive” on it. Upon further inspection, it appears that the Weinstein’s have signed some kind of exclusive deal with Blockbuster to only allow them to rent their movies out to the public. This is some bullshit of the highest order. So now when I want to rent a movie, not only do I have to worry about what type of HD-format the video store has agreed to offer (Blockbuster has chosen Blue-Ray–a foolish decision if you ask me) but now I have to worry about which fucking studio has which fucking deal with which fucking rental chain?

Eff it. From now on, I’ll just buy the shit I want and wait for the rest to come out on HBO in HD.

Kiss the S on my chest Blockbuster. Kiss my converse George Pardon People with Stupid Names Bush. And David Milch–I’ve got my eye on you. Josh from Cincinnati can’t wait to see what happens to John from Cincinnati.

LINKS:

[Post to Twitter] Tweet This

If you enjoyed this post, make sure you subscribe to my RSS feed!

You Should Also Check Out This Post:

More Active Posts: