apparently i only have things to say about movies and books

this one is brief.

saw The Constant Gardener this week. it was good, but not great. i applaud Meirelles for even trying to follow up City Of God and not becoming one of those brilliant artists that create an equally brilliant "first work" and then disappear off the face of the earth because there is no possible way to follow up a brilliant "first work". i fear if i ever managed to create a brilliant first work (or even a not brilliant first work) i would be one of these artists. so that said, good for him for diving in and doing something at all, let alone something good and worthy.

my biggest complaint about the whole film? who on earth decided that Rachel Weisz (wonderful though she is) could pass for 24? what is the harm in making her 28 (which is still pushing it by the way, but certainly more believable.) she is 35! let her be 35! or at least something believeably similar. hollywood pisses me off. even when it is trying to be wothy and tell an inspiring story it still manages to fuck women up the ass - and not in a good way.

ps - run lola run helps me write. don't know why but it works like a tonic. so back to writing i go...