Contemplating Life – Episode 52 – “The First Picture Show”

This week we begin a two-part episode recounting my history as a movie buff. In this episode, we cover the drive-in movie era as well as early widescreen film formats such as Cinerama. Note there are lots of movie clips in the YouTube version of this week’s podcast so you might want to watch it on YouTube.

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Shooting Script

Hi, this is Chris Young. Welcome to episode 52 of Contemplating Life.

I recently saw an interview with MSNBC commentator Rachel Maddow talking about her new book titled “Prequel”. It’s about Nazi influence in the US government during World War II. Her colleague Chris Hayes asked her how she got into the topic. She said she had planned to do a book about present-day anti-Semitism but after researching its roots she ended up back in the late 1930s and 1940s. She said she suffers from a condition where every story she tells she wants to begin with, “An asteroid hit the earth and then the dinosaurs died, and then…”

I suffer from the same condition. When I tell a story, I always want to start at the beginning. For me, context is everything. You’ve already seen that in previous episodes. For example, I couldn’t tell my history of attending IUPUI without telling the history of IUPUI itself.

In last week’s episode, I talked about my ongoing struggles to be able to get out into a theater to see movies. It took everything I had to not start the story with, “The first movie I ever saw was…”

However, I can no longer resist the urge to scratch that itch. So rather than continue speculating about when I will see my last picture show, this week let’s go to the beginning and talk about the first picture show. This episode is about my history with the movies as far back as I can remember. My history as a movie buff is going to take more than one episode to cover in the kind of excruciating detail that I like to tell stories. So this is the first of a two-part story.

I will put my disclaimer up front this time. Last week I misremembered the order in which I’d seen some films over 40 years ago. Now we are going to go back 60+ years so I make no guarantees about the accuracy of this narrative.

I don’t know what was the first movie I ever saw, but I’m confident it was at the Lafayette Road Drive-in Theater. The drive-in sat in a 19-acre triangular lot bounded by 38th St., Lafayette Road, and Georgetown Road. It opened in August 1953 before I was born in July ‘55. It closed in 1982 when it was demolished and a strip mall was constructed there.

My earliest memories of the venue date back to when I was perhaps 3 or 4 years old. In those days, W. 38th St. was just two lanes. There were no streetlights, fast food places, or shopping centers. Lafayette Square Mall just north and east of Lafayette Road wasn’t constructed until 1968. I also seem to recall that the 38th St. bridge over White River was not yet constructed in my early days of visiting the drive-in so 38th St. was not yet the major east-west thoroughfare that it is today.

The nearest homes were perhaps two blocks away with the rear of the homes facing the drive-in. There may have been a small wooded area blocking their view of the screen. But as the area became more developed and the trees were turned down, residents complained when the theater started showing R-rated movies. They said that their children could look out their bedroom windows and see naked women on the screen.

I remember there was a small playground in the front near the screen with swings and slides for the kids to play on before the feature started. One of the swings had a baby seat that had a backrest, armrests, a bar across the front, and a strap that would go between your legs to keep you from sliding out. On at least one occasion my mom was able to get me into the seat. It was the first and only time I was ever to play on a swing set. I also have a memory of going back a second time and insisting that I get to play on the swing but I had outgrown the seat and we could not get my legs underneath the crossbar in the front.

In my quest to recall the first movie I ever saw, I’ve racked my brain and I’ve done lots of research on IMDb. My most likely candidate is “The 7th Voyage of Sinbad” featuring stop-motion animation by legendary animator Ray Harryhausen. According to IMDb, Sinbad was released in December 1958. That would’ve made me three and a half years old.

My family moved into the Eagledale neighborhood just seven blocks south of the drive-in in May 1959. I always presumed we didn’t go to that drive-in before moving into the neighborhood. Then again, even at our previous home on West 34th St. near White River and the canal, the Lafayette Road Drive-In would have been the closest to our home.

I have very few memories of living in that old house on 34th St. but I suppose a cool movie like that would have made a sufficient impression on me that I remember it at that young age. I wondered if perhaps I was thinking of a different Ray Harryhausen classic such as “Jason and the Argonauts” which was released in 1963. We probably saw both of these films but I’m fairly certain we did see Sinbad because it featured a battle with the legendary monster Cyclops and I definitely remember seeing that film at the drive-in.

I’m not ready to claim that this was the absolute first film I ever saw because I also have a vague memory that perhaps we saw a trailer for that film and my dad said, “Wow, we definitely needed to come back to see that one.” Then again, I could be remembering a trailer for “Jason and the Argonauts.”

While we are talking about Harryhausen films I am absolutely positive we saw “The Valley of Gwangi” in the summer of 1969. That film featured a bunch of cowboys who discovered a lost valley filled with dinosaurs. They capture one, bring it back to civilization, and put it in a circus where it kills a circus elephant and several innocent people. We had my five-year-old sister Carol with us. She wasn’t scared of the dinosaur. Quite the contrary, when they killed the dinosaur in the end, she cried. We tried to explain to her he was a very bad dinosaur who killed lots of people. She didn’t care. They didn’t need to kill it. I recently asked her if she remembered the incident. She said she didn’t have any direct memory of the movie but she has heard us tell that story for many years so that’s how she knows the story.

I’m about 90% sure we also saw the 1959 Charlton Heston version of Ben-Hur at the drive-in. It seems strange however that that film was released in November and Sinbad was released in December. I find it a bit improbable that we would go to the drive-in in the middle of winter. I have a vague memory that we did go to the drive-in in cold weather and that they would provide you with a small electric space heater that you could plug into your cigarette lighter rather than run your motor with the heat on. Unsure of that memory, I posted a message on a Facebook group called “Grew up in Eagledale” to see if anyone else had more certain memories of the Lafayette Road Drive-in. One person confirmed that she remembered that they would provide you with a heater and another confirmed that the drive-in was open year-round. Furthermore, just because IMDb reports when the movie was released, it’s quite likely that it went to indoor theaters first and drive-ins might not have shown it until summer. So I really don’t know when I saw these films.

In 1960, my dad bought a 1959 Plymouth. He was able to make the down payment on the car because we won $1000 in a Knights of Columbus raffle that we used to put in $1 each week. It was one of those cars which were typical of the time period with huge fins on the rear fenders. It had a large sloping rear window. See the YouTube version of this podcast for a photo of a similar car.

When we would go to the drive-in it was typically a double feature. I would be allowed to watch the first movie but they would put me in the back of the car on a shelf above the rear seat underneath that large window. I was supposed to try to sleep during the second movie and many times I did. But mostly I would lie on that shelf underneath the glass dome and stare at the stars and wonder how they worked.

I have distinct memories of asking my dad, “If the stars are suns just like our sun only really far away, and if the sun and the stars are in outer space, how can they burn when there is no air up there?” He didn’t have an answer but I vowed to figure it out one day. It was the start of my fascination with science, especially astronomy, and I trace it all back to staring out the window of the 59 Plymouth at the Lafayette Road Drive-in.

I can’t remember all of the films I saw at the Lafayette Road Drive-in but there are three that I remember quite distinctly because I bootleged them. Of course, this was long before you could buy your own video camera. So, I couldn’t bootleg the film itself but I could bootleg the soundtrack. For my eighth birthday in July 1963, I got a small reel-to-reel tape recorder with 3-inch reels. This was before the widespread use of cassette recorders.

In June 1964, I took my tape recorder to the drive-in with me to see “Mary Poppins”. By this time, we had traded in the old Plymouth for a Chevy Corvair Greenbrier Van which allowed me to sit in my wheelchair. I had a lap tray that sat across the armrests of my wheelchair and I set the tape recorder on my tray. I put the microphone up near the drive-in movie speaker. The quality of the tape recorder, the cheap microphone, and the horrible sound quality of the drive-in movie speaker produced a really bad recording but I didn’t care. I had a free recording of every song in Mary Poppins. A friend of mine had the soundtrack album but I claimed that my recording was superior because it included sound effects that were not in his album. For example when Mary is singing “A Spoon Full of Sugar” she is magically putting away the children’s clothes and toys. In my recording, you could hear the dresser drawers opening and closing

A month later, I also recorded everything from the Beatles film “A Hard Days Night” as well as a year later when I recorded the soundtrack from the Beatles film “Help!”. These three tapes were my prize possessions at the time. I have no idea what ever happened to them. Sometime in the early 70s, I got my first cassette recorder with a built-in AM/FM radio. I would use it to bootleg the latest hit songs off of WNAP-FM. [Echo FX] “The Wrath of the Buzzard!”

Although it was just mono and not stereo, the quality of recording off of FM was pretty good. I don’t recall bootlegging the soundtrack of any other films except those three but then again there weren’t many musicals that interested me in those days.

I talked to my sister Carol about her earliest memories of the movies and she recalled seeing “The Sound of Music” at an indoor theater but I think she went with my grandmother as I never saw that film until it made it to TV and I’m not certain I’ve ever seen it all the way through.

The first movie I ever saw at an indoor theater was in early 1964. The Marion County Muscular Dystrophy Foundation hosted an event where all the families were invited to the Indiana Theater at 140 W. Washington St. downtown. We saw the film “How the West Was Won” in Cinerama format.

Cinerama was sort of the 1950s and 60s version of IMAX. It was shot using three separate 35mm cameras that slightly overlapped. The outer two cameras were crisscrossed such that the right-hand camera pointed left and the left-hand camera pointed right. It was also projected the same way using 3 standard 35mm projectors which projected onto a large curved screen with a 146° viewing angle. It also featured seven-channel surround sound with five speakers spread behind the screen and 2 speakers in the rear corners of the theater. The sound was recorded on magnetic tape rather than optically recorded as were most soundtracks of the day.

Although there were some areas at the far edges of the theater where there were no seats and you could sit in your wheelchair, it wasn’t a very good viewing angle especially considering the curvature of the screen. Rather than sit with the other kids in wheelchairs on the side of the theater, my dad lifted me out of my wheelchair and I sat in a regular theater seat between Mom and Dad in the middle of the theater for a good view.

Watching a film on such a huge screen indoors with high-quality surround sound was an amazing experience compared to what I was accustomed to at the drive-in. There was a dark red curtain in front of the screen when you entered the theater. When the lights went down, the curtain would open to reveal the gigantic curved Cinerama screen. The film began with an overture of music. IMDb reports the runtime was two hours 44 minutes which was huge in those days. So much so, that there was an intermission and more music to introduce the second half.

I remember intermission music included the Civil War-era song “When Johnny Comes Marching Home”. I was so enveloped by the surround sound I started singing along in that embarrassing way that one sings out loud with headphones on and you don’t realize people can hear you. My dad had to tell me to shut up and just listen to the music.

Especially memorable were the scenes of a raft going down the rapids of a river partially breaking apart as well as a buffalo stampede that goes right over the cameras. I think that initial experience with Cinerama planted a seed that makes me such a huge fan of IMAX today.

Like IMAX, the first films shot in Cinerama format were documentaries and 5 such films were made from 1952 through 1958. Only two regular feature films were ever shot in the three-strip Cinerama format: “The Wonderful World of the Brothers Grimm” and “How The West Was Won” both released in 1962.

Filmmakers discovered was difficult to compose a scene using the three-camera process because any objects close to the cameras would be distorted if they went across the seams where the cameras overlapped their field of view. Although they took steps to try to hide the overlap, it was still visible in films. Documentary three-strip Cinerama films were shot and projected at 26 frames per second but the feature films were shot at the standard 24 frames per second.

Cinerama had a camera aspect ratio of 2.59:1. That means that the width of the image was 2.59 times its height. However, when projected, they often slightly cropped the top and bottom of the image to hide some distortion anomalies giving a projected aspect ratio of 2.65:1. For comparison, HDTD today uses a 16 x 9 aspect ratio which comes out to 1.77:1.

The three-camera Cinerama format was later replaced with systems called Ultra Panavision 70 and Super Panavision 70 both of which were shot on 65mm film to produce 70mm prints. Some of these films were marketed as Cinerama even though they didn’t use the original three-camera process because they still used the curved Cinerama screen. The river raft scene in “How The West Was Won” was shot in the single-camera Ultra Panavision 70 and then transferred to three-strip Cinerama.

Ultra Panavision 70 has an aspect ratio of 2.76:1 which was wider than three-strip Cinerama. It used anamorphic lenses to compress the aspect ratio during filming and then uncompress it during projection. Among notable films shot in Ultra Panavision 70 but marketed as “shown in Cinerama” were: “It’s a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad, World” (1963) (which I saw at the drive-in), ”The Greatest Story Ever Told” (1965), and “Battle of the Bulge” (1965).

Probably the most famous and most effective use of the wide, wide screen of Ultra Panavision 70 was“Ben-Hur” (1959) with its iconic chariot race. It was never marketed as Cinerama. As previously mentioned, I saw it at the drive-in presumably from a 35mm print. The most recent Ultra Panavision 70 film was Quentin Tarantino’s 2015 film “The Hateful Eight”. He used 65mm film and cameras to produce 70mm prints. He paid extra to help theaters show the film in Ultra Panavision 70mm format wherever possible.

Several recent films have been shot using Ultra Panavision 70 lenses on digital cameras such as “Rogue One: A Star Wars Story” (2016), “Avengers: Infinity War” (2018), and “Avengers: Endgame” (2019) all of which I saw in modern digital theaters.

Another similar format is Super Panavision 70. It uses spherical lenses to create an aspect ratio of 2.20:1. Down 20 as that Among notable films shot in Super Panavision 70 and marketed as Cinerama were “Grand Prix” (1966) (which I saw in the drive-in), “2001: A Space Odyssey” (1968), and “Ice Station Zebra” (1968). Many other notable films were shot in this format but were not marketed as Cinerama because they were projected onto flat screens.

When Ultra or Super Panavision films were shown in Cinerama theaters using a single projector, they had to use special optics on the projectors to get them to conform to the highly curved Cinerama screens.

I saw “Ice Station Zebra” with my parents at the Indiana Theater in Cinerama again as a guest of the Muscular Dystrophy Foundation. I begged my parents to take me to see “2001: A Space Odyssey” in Cinerama but from some things they had heard about it, I think they thought it was perhaps too adult for me. I didn’t see 2001 until it was shown on TV many years later. Then it was rereleased to theaters and I was able to see it in a small 2-screen theater in the Speedway shopping center. It was described as Super Panavision 70 format but my guess is it was probably a 35mm print. I was always disappointed I never got to see it on a huge screen but at least seeing that one version in the theater was better than the TV versions I had seen which used pan and scan to fit the widescreen image onto a 4:3 standard definition TV screen.

Years later when seeing these films on TV, I never could understand why you could see the vertical seams dividing the Cinerama image into three parts on “How The West Was Won” yet you cannot see the seams on “Ice Station Zebra” and “2001: A Space Odyssey”. It wasn’t until I began researching this episode that I learned that only 2 Cinerama feature films were actually shot in the three-strip format and the others were shot with a single camera and projected with a single projector onto the curved Cinerama screens. That finally explains a lifelong mystery of why there never were any seams in these other so-called Cinerama movies.

See the links in the description to Wikipedia articles on all of these formats and other similar formats of the era such as Todd-AO. These articles include more extensive lists of famous films which were shot and shown in these widescreen formats.

Before we leave the drive-in movie era completely, we have to talk about the 1969 film “Winning” starring Paul Newman, Joanne Woodward, and Robert Wagner. Newman and Wagner played racecar drivers who were rivals. Much of the film was shot on location at the Indianapolis Motor Speedway just a couple of miles south of the Lafayette Road Drive-in. My entire family has been lifelong fans of the Indy 500 so this was a must-see film. It included actual race footage of crashes from the 1966 Indy 500 and other races.

If that wasn’t enough to make the film important in my moviegoing history, it’s also the first film I ever saw that had a sex scene. Well… Sort of a sex scene. The film was rated “M” for mature audiences. Today probably it would rate PG-13 at worst and perhaps only PG. Newman and Woodward who were married in real life played a married couple. In the film, she has an affair with Wagner. There is a scene shot in the Speedway Motel where Newman walks in on Wagner in bed with Woodward.

Wagner was on top of Woodward in bed but they were under the covers and there was no nudity involved. Even though I was 14 years old I was still quite uneducated about such things and it prompted me to ask, “What were they doing?” I don’t quite recall what sort of evasive answer my parents gave me.

The last movie I ever saw at a drive-in was not at Lafayette Road but was at the Tibbs Drive-in which is the only drive-in movie still in operation in Indianapolis. I went with some of the guys in the neighborhood. It was the 1970 Roger Corman gangster film “Bloody Mama”. Corman is known as the King of B movies. The film starred Shelley Winters as real-life gangster Ma Barker and a then-unknown 27-year-old actor you might ever heard of. His name was… Robert De Niro. Do we know him? Yeah.

Not only was it a bloody gory gangster movie, but Ma Barker routinely had sex with her adult sons and their friends. The sons would argue over whose turn it was the spend the night with Mama. None of them wanted to do it.

I’ll never forget one line from the movie. When one of the Barker boys played by De Niro overdosed and died, mama was hysterical she shouted out to her son Herman who was out alligator hunting with a Tommy gun. “Your brother’s dead. It was that dope he put in his arm.” Herman Barker played by Don Stroud calmly replies, “Just bury him deep. There’s a lot of animals around here.” Typical Roger Corman B-movie fair. Some people consider it a cult classic.

This episode is getting quite long so I think this is a good place to split it. In the next week’s episode, I will recount more of my history of enjoying movies. We will focus on the evolution of special effects which have always fascinated me. Most of the times that I have purchased DVDs of films it was not typically because I planned to watch them over and over again but so I could see the “making of” features that explained how the special effects were created and this into the director’s commentary.

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Contemplating Life – Episode 51 – “The Last Picture Show”

This week we explore the transitions I’ve had to go through in my life as it relates to my ability to get out into the world and do ordinary things like enjoying a movie with my friends. It’s based on an essay I wrote for my writing seminar. Note there are lots of movie clips in the YouTube version of this week’s podcast so you might want to watch it on YouTube.

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Shooting Script

Hi, this is Chris Young. Welcome to episode 51 of Contemplating Life.

I planned to get back to the stories about my college days at IUPUI. But this is movie awards season. The Golden Globes will have already been awarded by the time you see this. Oscar nominations come out January 27 (not the 17th as I said in the video) and the Oscars will be awarded March 10. I hope to be able to see all of the Best Picture-nominated films and review them here as I did last year. I’ve already started watching some of the contenders. To prepare for my Oscar reviews, I want to spend an episode or two talking about what movies mean to me.

Today’s episode is based on an essay I wrote for my writing seminar. We were told to write about a character in transition. I chose to write about the various transitions I’ve had to go through in dealing with my disability and the effect it has had on my independence and my ability to enjoy entertainment. My writing instructor, award-winning sci-fi author David Gerrold, had high praise for this essay and several of my fellow students had nice words about it so I hope you enjoy it as much as they did.

Recently, on the Friday between Christmas and New Year’s, I went to the movies with my friends Rich and Kathy Logan. We saw “Aquaman and the Lost Kingdom”. It was pretty good but after a while, all of the superhero movies tend to feel alike. It was worth the trip to the theater and I really enjoyed the 3D but overall it probably wasn’t that great of a movie.

I guess that for most of you, going out to your local Cineplex and catching a film with your friends is something you take for granted. For me, I can’t do that. Every time I go to the movies, somewhere in the back of my mind is the idea that it might be my last time. I’m not talking about my own mortality here. Someday, we’ll all see our last picture show. We know not the day nor the hour when that will happen.

I’m talking about my ability to get out of the house and see a movie in a theater. There’s something special about seeing movies on the big screen with multi-channel digital surround sound, especially in IMAX or IMAX 3D. As the IMAX marketing phrase says, “Watch a movie or be a part of one.” Movies have the capability of transporting me to places, real or fantastic, that I could not go otherwise. It’s wonderful that we have access to so much entertainment via cable and streaming but nothing replaces the magic that happens when you see a film in a theater with a crowd of people. The reason that such an event is so precious to me is that on more than one occasion, it felt like it might be the last time I ever had that opportunity.

I’ll never forget the day back in 1979 when I had such an experience.

It wasn’t the last movie I would ever see in my life, but it was the last movie I would ever see in a theater by myself. For such a significant milestone, it should have been something great and memorable. It wasn’t. It was the comedy farce “The In-Laws” starring Peter Falk and Alan Arkin.

I was about a month short of my 24th birthday. A few months prior, I had to quit my job as a computer programmer for the Indiana University Department of Medical Genetics. My disability had worsened to the point where I could no longer work a full-time job. After two weeks in the hospital recovering from congestive heart failure and several months home in bed I was finally getting out into the world again.

Going to the mall to see a movie on my own was something I’d done dozens of times since I was a teenager. My parents would drop me off, I would see the film, and they would pick me up when it was over. Getting out of the house to the movies was my celebration that things were finally getting back to normal.

In those days, they didn’t have stadium seating in movie theaters like we do today. The floor transitioned from a gentle slope near the front to a steeper slope at the back. There were no areas designed specifically for people in wheelchairs. I had to sit in the aisle which meant that people often ran into me in the dark. It was uncomfortable to sit on the sloping floor so I always sat near the front where the slope was less severe.

About halfway through the movie, I started to slump slightly in my wheelchair. I could feel myself getting more and more uncomfortable. I feared I would slump over sideways, my hand would slip off my wheelchair joystick controls, and I would be unable to get it back again. I would be stranded there. There were very few people in the theater and they were all sitting behind me. So, when the movie was over, no one would be walking by and I could easily get their attention and ask for help. They probably would all have left not knowing that I was stuck there. I didn’t look forward to the idea that I was going to have to yell for help when the movie was over.

I was filled with anger and frustration. I thought that after recovering from heart failure I was back to normal but this was in no way normal for me.

I had to try to get my wheelchair onto level ground. I was already sitting very near the front because the slope of the floor was less severe but it wasn’t enough. I turned my wheelchair around and drove up the steep slope of the theater aisle. It took everything I had to maintain control as the aisle steepened on the way up. There was a level area at the top near the door. I thought perhaps if I sat there, I would be safe.

It took everything I had to get up the steep slope without my hand slipping off of the joystick or my head flopping backwards but somehow I made it to level ground. At last, I would be able to watch the rest of the film.

But after a few minutes, I felt myself continuing to slump over. I finally gave up. I drove my wheelchair to the theater door, pushed it open with my footrest, and drove out to the lobby of the theater in the mall. There was still about a half-hour left in the movie but I didn’t care anymore.

I sat there quietly with tears streaming down my face until my dad arrived to pick me up. I was so weak I couldn’t drive my wheelchair anymore and he had to disengage the motors and push the wheelchair himself.

By the next day, I had recovered enough that I could continue to drive my wheelchair around the house but I knew that I would never be safe to be out in the world on my own again.

It wasn’t just the end of seeing movies by myself. It was the end of the most independent era of my life as a disabled person. I’d gone to college and had a full-time job. My dad would drop me off at work or school and I would be on my own all day long.

In my college years, during the summer I would drive my wheelchair all over the neighborhood in a routine that I dubbed “The Grand Tour.” I would travel about six blocks to the local branch library and check out the latest Scientific American or a sci-fi book. Then I would drive a half-mile down 34th St. to the Burger Chef for lunch. I would go across the street from there to the drugstore, pick up a magazine or comic book, maybe a candy bar, and return home.

Each year during May, mom would drop me off at the Indianapolis Motor Speedway and I would spend the whole day at the track watching cars practice. I’d tour the garage area, and talk to mechanics and drivers.

All of these expressions of my independence came to a crashing halt at that stupid little movie that evening in late June 1979.

It wasn’t long after that that I lost the ability to feed myself. I could no longer type on my computer keyboard. Driving my wheelchair around my house even on level ground with no bumps became difficult.

I sank into a deep depression. I asked myself, “Where is that well-adjusted handicapped person I used to know named Chris Young?” The answer was obvious, he died when I lost the ability to use my arms effectively.

After sulking for many days, I did what I had always done… I found a way to adapt.

I discovered that if I propped my elbow up on the armrest of my wheelchair and stood up my computer keyboard on an easel so that the keys were facing me. I could use a long pencil or a wooden dowl rod to poke at the keys on the keyboard. We wired small pushbuttons into the Shift and Control keys on the keyboard. I would type with my right hand and work the buttons in my left hand.

I also discovered that if I held this typing stick in my mouth, and held the other end in my hand, it would steady my right hand on the wheelchair joystick. In some respects, I was using the mouth stick to push my hand which in turn pushed the joystick. That gave me the ability to get around the house or to go outside if it was on smooth ground. But I wasn’t able to go anywhere alone anymore.

Shortly after that last solo trip to the movies, Dad and I went to the movies together. We saw one of my favorite cheesy disaster films of all time “The Cassandra Crossing.” It featured an ensemble cast that included Sophia Loren, Richard Harris, Burt Lancaster, Lee Strasburg, Ava Gardner, Martin Sheen, and O.J. Simpson. A group of people on a European passenger train were infected with a deadly virus. Fearing that the infection would spread, no country would allow them to stop. Officials eventually routed the train onto a bridge over a deep gorge called the Cassondra Crossing where they planned to blow up the bridge and kill everyone on board. The special-effects miniatures of the train crashing into the canyon were spectacular. Dad and I both loved the movie.

Shortly after that Dad and I saw “Apocalypse Now”. Not only was I getting to season good cheesy action movies, I also got to see some quality filmmaking and it brought Dad and me even closer together to share these kinds of films.

I’m blessed by other friends and family who have taken me to see countless movies over the years and they still do so to this day.

Over the years, I’ve had to make more and more adjustments as my ability has diminished further. Eventually, I could no longer type on my computer at all. Fortunately, voice control software was developed that allows me to dictate into a computer and have complete control of all of its functions. If you’d asked me back in the 70s when I first began studying programming if computers would ever understand speech accurately, I would’ve said never in my lifetime. But for decades now voice recognition has been my only means of computer access.

Seven years ago I lost the ability to drive my wheelchair completely, but I got a new wheelchair with new controls. A tiny joystick is mounted on a collar that fits around my neck and I can push the controls with my lips. I also use that joystick as a mouse on my computer. I strap my head onto my headrest so that it stays firmly in place and I am much more mobile than I was when I was trying to control the joystick with my hand. I can now ride over bumpy ground safely. I still don’t go anywhere unaccompanied.

In December 2016 I had to have a trach installed in my throat. Periodically I need to have it suctioned. I don’t go anywhere without my suctioning machine. At first, I was reluctant to ask friends to go to the movies with me because they would have to operate the suction machine if I needed it. It wasn’t anything beyond their capability but I didn’t want them to have to be a nursemaid to me.

The first movie I saw after I had my trach was in March 2017 when I went with my friends Rich and Kathy Logan to see the Marvel Comics movie “Logan”. It featured Hugh Jackman in his last film in which he played Wolverine. I had a history of seeing Logan movies with the Logans. The first film we saw together was “Logan’s Run” back when we were at IUPUI together. More on that story another day. Anyway, for this movie we brought my dad along in case I needed to be suctioned. Rich, Kathy, and I enjoyed it but he hated the movie. Again, I worried that my moviegoing days were numbered. Trying to find a movie that my dad and my friends would all enjoy was going to be a challenge.

After that, I finally got the courage to ask my friends if they could do my suctioning. My most loyal friend Rich said, “We were wondering when you were going to get around to asking. Of course, we can do it. We’ve been adapting to your disability along with you for decades now. This is just the next phase.”

Because my stamina continues to fade gradually, I wasn’t certain I could ever go to a concert again but since I got my trach, I’ve seen some of my favorite acts including memorable concerts of Peter Frampton, The Trans-Siberian Orchestra, Steve Miller Band, The Who, and Sting thanks to my sister Carol who accompanies me. Carol and I also catch a couple of hockey games each year. Although, we try to go to afternoon games because I have a hard time staying up late.

These days, I’m still able to get out to the movies with friends and family but I pick and choose them carefully. I go for the big blockbusters in IMAX and/or 3D. If I’m willing to risk COVID, flu, RSV, and God knows what else being out in public as well as the strain on my ever-diminishing stamina, it had better be something big and spectacular. I have seen Dune, Avatar 2 twice, and Oppenheimer in 70 mm filmed IMAX. Rich, Kathy, and I have seen every Star Wars film together over the years in the theater sometimes multiple times as well as most of the major Marvel and DC movies. This latest visit to see Aquaman 2 was just the next in a long series of such films.

My life has been a constant struggle to keep up with my ever-changing ability. I’ve had to reinvent myself and my activities multiple times over the past 68 years. And I will keep adapting until I can adapt no more.

One of my good friends who went by the nickname Buz, who was a fellow Christian, once told me he couldn’t wait until we meet someday in heaven and I could run up to him and give him a big hug. I told him, “Buz, I don’t see myself walking in heaven. For me, heaven is a place where I’m disabled but it doesn’t matter anymore. To the extent that you, my other friends, and my family try to give me as normal a life as possible, you make Heaven on Earth for me.” Much to my surprise, I’ve outlived Buz. When I make that final transformation to the next phase of my existence, I’ll roll up to Buz in my heavenly wheelchair and give him a big “I told you so.”

And I’ll see my parents again and Dad and I will talk about how cool it was when that train crashed into the Cassandra Crossing that first time he took me back to the movies after I couldn’t go by myself anymore.

Until then, I have lots more movies to see. I’ve not yet seen my last picture show.

Okay, this is me about a week later after I originally recorded this. I’ve been working on editing all of the video clips of the movies into the YouTube version of the podcast. I realized something awful.

The whole thing is a lie.

Well, not the whole thing. Just the part about “The Cassandra Crossing”. When I looked up the trailer for the movie and looked it up on the IMDb website, I found out that “The Cassandra Crossing” was in 1976 three years before “The In-laws” in 1979. However, “Apocalypse Now” was indeed in 79, and now that I think about it, it really was the first film I with my dad after I quit going by myself. Dad and I did see “The Cassandra Crossing” in 76 and it was indeed one of our favorite films but it just wasn’t the first one after I quit going by myself. But as they said in the classic film “The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance”, “When the legend becomes fact, print the legend.” Dad and I watching that train wreck was legendary. So what if the timeline really doesn’t work out?

One more quick confession… I never have seen the 1971 Peter Bogdanovich film “The Last Picture Show”. So, certainly that part of the podcast is true I’ve not yet seen “The Last Picture Show” either figuratively or literally.

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Contemplating Life – Episode 50 – “It’s Not Social Media’s Fault”

This week I go off on a political rant that was inspired by a Facebook post I saw recently. My basic thesis is don’t blame the messenger for the message.

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Shooting Script

Hi, this is Chris Young. Welcome to episode 50 of Contemplating Life.

Happy New Year to all of you. It’s good to be back after my holiday break. We left off last year with a political rant on Christmas Eve and I have one more rant before we get back to our regularly scheduled topics.

I’ve been interacting with people online since before the Internet was invented. My life online dates back to CompuServe in 1981. I’ve been thrilled to see the explosion of the Internet since then and the way it has become such an integral part of nearly everyone’s life. I saw the potential for online interaction way back in the 80s. Even in those early days, it was the best of times and the worst of times. The opportunity for interaction with people around the world was phenomenal. I’ve made lifelong friends online some of whom I’ve never met in person. But I also have seen the worst of people come out protected by the semi-anonymity that comes with online interaction.

What we now call “social media” is merely a tool. It is a medium through which people interact. It has become a scapegoat for much of what’s wrong with public discourse these days. In the early days of the Internet, you had to be a computer geek to even get online in the first place. In those early days, someone wisely commented, “When the Internet is easy enough for any idiot to use then the Internet will be filled with idiots.” That prophecy has come true a thousandfold or more.

I’ve never felt that platforms like Twitter/X, Facebook, and others deserved so much of the blame for the evil that takes place online. I blame the users themselves. I blame the inability of huge numbers of people who are incapable of engaging in critical thinking. I blame a herd mentality that encourages its followers to mindlessly repost propaganda.

I blame our education system for failing to educate people on how to think critically. I blame them for not teaching social studies or civics as it was once called so that they understand how our government works and operates or at least how it was designed to operate. I blame science education for not giving people a basic understanding not of scientific facts but of an appreciation for how scientific exploration and scientific discourse work.

Blaming social media platforms is similar to blaming a road for a traffic accident. Now to be fair, some roads are poorly designed, and that leads to accidents. But it doesn’t account for every traffic accident. In the same way, there are design flaws in social media that are responsible in part for the evil that occurs. But there are many more “accidents” that are not attributable to design error whether it’s on the road or online.

I recently saw a post on my Facebook feed from a friend of a friend. It’s someone I barely know. I won’t identify them because I don’t want to single them out for ridicule. I cite this message merely as an example to illustrate how I believe social media is abused and the lack of responsibility shown by users who are too quick to repost a message without fully understanding the consequences of what they have done.

Here is the post exactly as I found it. I have not corrected any grammar or punctuation in my online transcript of this podcast. You can see the actual message with identifying portions redacted on the YouTube version of today’s podcast.

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“Someone once told me you have to choose which hill you die on: Get ready to fill out your reports on me, ‘cause I’m going to vent here. Frankly I expect some “unfriending” to happen and that is fine too.

“I believe we all have the right to worship as we please, but I also know that our country, the United States of America, was founded on Christian principles. I believe we should be proud of our country. A quote is a quote. It should not be amended or watered down.

“The news media should not be afraid to use the “Love of Christ” part. Why they state, “Because, using the words Christ or God might offend someone!” Well, now it’s my turn to be offended!

“I’m offended that the news media would edit it out. Offended that Christians are being asked to tread lightly, so as not to offend someone of another religion. This man “Jesus,” God with us!! He loved us, loved the world, and gave his life for the sins of all people. Those who “believe in Him, and accept Him as their personal Savior, will have everlasting life!!!”

“This Founding Principle is actually embedded in our Declaration of Independence: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness.” Why would the left lopsided media continue to edit this truth?!

“I hope every Christian or every person that believes in God who is NOT OFFENDED will copy this and paste it to their status…“If we ever forget that we’re one nation under GOD, then we will be a nation gone under.” ~Ronald Reagan.

“*Before you say it, I already know that a lot of you will say I don’t know how to copy & paste.* It’s easy… hold your finger on this post when the word copy appears, just touch it, then go to your home page and where it says “what’s on your mind”, touch it and hold your finger where you would start writing your comment and touch “paste”.

“If we continue to do nothing as not to offend anyone else, we will eventually be offended out of the constitution and out of a country!”

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Let me start by saying it took great willpower to not respond directly to that post. However, there is so much in it that is illustrative of what’s wrong with online media today that I cannot resist this comment podcast. Let’s take it one issue at a time. The opening paragraph states…

“Someone once told me you have to choose which hill you die on: Get ready to fill out your reports on me, ‘cause I’m going to vent here. Frankly I expect some “unfriending” to happen and that is fine too.”

That sounds like something I could write. If you’ve been following this podcast from the beginning, you’ve seen me take some rather controversial issues against the way the disability community fights ableism. Although I don’t particularly want to offend anyone, if someone is offended by the truth or by my expression of my opinions I’m not going to let that stop me. So the post starts off in a way that defends free speech and controversial opinions which is a topic that should resonate with most people. It’s drawing you in saying, “We believe in the same things.”

It goes on to say…

“I believe we all have the right to worship as we please, “

Again, a factual statement with which I hope most Americans would agree and embrace but that’s only the first half of the sentence. It continues…

“…but I also know that our country, the United States of America, was founded on Christian principles.”

Okay… If this was a court of law and I was a lawyer, I would object on the grounds that it “assumes facts not in evidence.” That is an objection that I could make repeatedly throughout this analysis. If it is true that most if not all of our so-called Founding Fathers were indeed men of Christian backgrounds. Many such as George Washington believed that religion and morality go hand-in-hand and religious belief was a necessary component of moral decision-making. We can see some Christian values such as personal freedom, justice, and care for the common good embodied in our founding documents. But they are not exclusively Christian. Other religions believe in those same things.

However, I don’t recall any of our Founding Fathers specifically insisting on one particular set of beliefs. Quite the contrary. They did not intend the country to be a Christian theocracy. The First Amendment to the Constitution begins with the words “Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof…” This principle is commonly referred to as “Separation of Church and State.” So when some respects, to say that we are a Christian nation is unconstitutional and arguably un-American.

I always thought it interesting that the First of the Ten Commandments prohibits us from worshiping false gods and the First Amendment to the Constitution protects us from being forced to worship other gods. Thus, freedom to worship or not worship as one chooses is fundamental to Judeo-Christian religious beliefs and to our political beliefs. So I suppose in some respects, that argues that we are based upon religious principles but not necessarily a specific religion.

The post then continues with an inarguable agreeable sentence, “I believe we should be proud of our country.” If you suppose that you can be proud of your country even when it doesn’t always behave in ways you wished it would, there is nothing objectionable there. But here’s where things go off the rail. It says…

“A quote is a quote. It should not be amended or watered down. The news media should not be afraid to use the ‘Love of Christ’ part. Why they state, ‘Because, using the words Christ or God might offend someone!’ Well, now it’s my turn to be offended!”

Oh boy… There are so many things wrong with that paragraph it’s going to take us a while to break them all down. Apparently, the original author of this post is objecting to some statement they saw in “the media” that they believe was edited to remove religious content. They never state what it was that was quoted or how it was misquoted. Note these are not the words of the person who posted the message. This message has been cut and pasted God knows how many times. Perhaps it was in reply to some other message that gave it some context. Perhaps there was a link to an article that described some form of censorship or editing to which the original author objected. Because it is a mindless cut-and-paste statement, we have no idea what the person is actually talking about.

While our Pledge of Allegiance, unfortunately, includes the words “under God” (which were added later by the way, and not part of the original text), and our money states “in God we trust” all of which is arguably unconstitutional, I don’t know anywhere that the phrase “Love of Christ” is routinely used in any otherwise arguably secular context. So we never know exactly what it is that this original author was objecting to. Exactly where, when, and how did this unnamed media horrifically edit out the words “Love of Christ”? We don’t know. The result is, that you cannot create any counterarguments to such a nonspecific claim. Nor can you agree with the claim should you choose to do so because the claim is so vague.

At one point in my life, I was seriously agnostic if not downright atheist so I understand the atheist perspective reasonably well. I’ve heard many speeches and seen videos of people who were radically atheists and who were offended by the promotion of religion. My favorite atheist is political comedian Bill Maher. As radically anti-religion as he is, I don’t think he reaches the level where he wants all religion purged from public discourse. He thinks that faith in a supernatural deity is irrationally ridiculous but the mere mention of God doesn’t particularly offend him.

For the most part, people who are opposed to religion typically believe that you can believe whatever you want to under two conditions. First, do no harm. Second, don’t try to impose your beliefs on anyone. Beyond that, you can believe whatever bat shit crazy things you want to believe.

This post is a typical expression of the concept that there is a war against religion going on in our country. While there are many people highly critical of religion as practiced today, the idea that there is a huge conspiracy that is anti-religious or anti-Christmas or anti-Easter or other such claims is based on extremely weak evidence. The war against faith is pretty much the creation of the religious right for whatever agenda they have God only knows. I suppose it’s because they know that they can feed on people’s fears.

There is a war against misinformation, denial of freedom, and against hypocrisy. When people of faith claim to be loving people who have concern for their fellow human beings but will espouse beliefs and policies that are harmful to others so as you do not respect their rights as human beings then we have a problem. If you do that in the name of religion, you’re going to get people bashing your religion. For me, I don’t care what your religious beliefs are. I care what you do to hurt other people in the name of religion.

One of the Ten Commandments says you should not use the name of the Lord in vain. While most people interpret that to mean a prohibition against swearing or using God as an expletive, for me it is always meant, “Don’t call yourself a Christian or a person of God and then behave otherwise.” Doing so harms the entire faith community and allows critics to say, “Well… if that’s what it means to be Christian or any other faith, then count me out.” Hypocrisy causes irreparable damage to the brand. There is no war against religion. There is a war against hypocrisy and the imposition of your will upon others in the name of religion.

Anyway, moving on what else does this crazy post have to say?

“I’m offended that the news media would edit it out.”

Yet again, we have no idea what the fuck they are talking about. Who edited what? It continues…

“Offended that Christians are being asked to tread lightly, so as not to offend someone of another religion.”

Now we get somewhere. We are drawing the line between us and them. It’s not about suppressing religion in general. It’s really about my religion versus your religion. The author is complaining about religious intolerance. I could agree with that. That’s the seductive thing about such a post. You could agree with just about every other line. Pride in the country. Freedom of speech. Freedom of religion. Religious tolerance. All things I could be on board with.

But in between those agreeable things are getting vague accusations of unfounded atrocities. Next, we get a statement of Christian belief. If one is Christian, there is nothing particularly objectionable about the following paragraph.

“This man ‘Jesus,’ God with us!! He loved us, loved the world, and gave his life for the sins of all people. Those who ‘believe in Him, and accept Him as their personal Savior, will have everlasting life!!!’”

It’s a valid expression of Christian theology and belief. Unless you are so religiously intolerant that someone would say such a thing or hold such a belief then there isn’t much to object to. There is an implication that anyone who is not Christian but is of some other faith is damned to hell so I suppose that could be objectionable.

Personally, I happen to believe salvation does come from the sacrifice of Christ but it is open to even those who do not believe assuming they live a decent, moral life. I think a lot of Christians are going to be surprised at the number of Muslims, Hindus, Buddhists, Jews, and atheists who end up in heaven. To a certain extent, the Catholic Church agrees with me stating in the Catechism of the Catholic Church paragraphs 846 and following, that decent people who, through no fault of their own, have not accepted the Gospel can be saved. I tend to interpret the phrase “through no fault of their own” quite loosely. If you are turned off by the hypocrisy of people of faith that’s not on you it’s on us. It’s our failure as a faith community to not accurately present the Gospel in a way that is attractive to others.

The phrase “accept Him as their personal Savior” is decidedly a Protestant phrase that a Catholic would be unlikely to use even though they believe in Jesus. We could get into a theological debate of faith versus works as a distinction between Protestant and Catholic theology. For our purposes, we will just say that it reveals a Protestant bias that could be considered anti-Catholic but only to the most sensitive person.

Now we come to a fun one. The post continues…

“This Founding Principle is actually embedded in our Declaration of Independence: ‘We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness.’”

Oh boy… Here we go. They have accurately quoted the Declaration of Independence. While it is one of our most cherished founding documents, it is not the Constitution nor is it a law. My issue with using this statement as an argument that we are a Christian nation or rather founded on Christian principles is I don’t see the word Jesus anywhere in that sentence.

What if you are Muslim and believe that you are created by Allah? What if you are Jewish and believe that you were created by Yahweh? Okay, Allah is simply the Arabic name for what others might call “God the Father” as is Yahweh the Hebrew name for that same deity. In Trinitarian Christian theology, the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit are one. I have heard it argued that when Muslims worship Allah and Jews worship Yahweh they are unbeknownst to them worshiping Jesus because Yahweh, Allah, and God the Father are just different names the same thing, and Jesus is united with the Father and the Holy Spirit. It’s not a bad theological argument. Probably offensive to Muslims and Jews but I get their point.

So even if you are calling your “Creator” by a different name, you could be talking about the same thing but that does not equate to this being a uniquely Christian statement. I don’t have sufficient knowledge of other non-Abrahamic faiths to see how the word “Creator” could or could not tie into the Christian concept of God the Father.

But let’s look at atheists. Ask an atheist, “Who is your Creator? Or how were you created?” On a personal level, the obvious answer is their fuckin’ parents – literally. But if we’re going to talk about the creation of the human race as a whole, then you get into abiogenesis, evolution, natural selection, and a whole bunch other of science regarding the origin of all life.

Regardless of the atheists’ definition of Creator, from a strictly secular, nonreligious perspective the phrase “endowed by their Creator with… rights” simply means that as a human being these rights are birthrights. They are inherent in the human condition regardless of who or what created you by what means you were created. The word “inalienable” means that it is not a right of citizenship of a particular nation but it is a right that is inherent in all people.

So the supposition that our country was founded on the principle that we have inalienable birthrights does not in any way shape or form prove that we are a Christian nation or founded upon uniquely Christian principles. Quite the contrary, the concept of inalienable rights is decidedly non-religious. Even if you could argue that Thomas Jefferson who wrote the first draft of the Declaration, or the committee that edited his draft, or the Continental Congress who amended and ratified that document were primarily Christian that doesn’t make us necessarily founded on Christian principles. And then there is little question of how Christian was Thomas Jefferson considering that he owned slaves and fathered children by them. The same could be said about other of our founding fathers who were slaveholders, misogynists, and not exactly bastions of social justice for all particularly Native Americans. That’s a different issue we won’t explore.

I have no problem with one’s religious beliefs being the basis of their morality or the use of religious principles in guiding one’s politics given the caveats that I mentioned previously in that: 1) it doesn’t harm anyone and 2) you don’t force those beliefs upon anyone. However, there is a big difference between being guided by your faith and creating a Christian theocracy.

In the November 8, 2023, Republican presidential debate, candidate Tim Scott talked about the need to restore faith in God. He mentioned that Abraham Lincoln quoted Scripture when he said, “A house divided used itself cannot stand.” He noted that Ronald Reagan described America as “the city on the hill.” which was also scriptural. But these quotes were using scriptural phrases in a way that was more philosophical than theological. There isn’t anything uniquely Christian about the idea that internal division leads to destruction or that being an example to the world of how to live is an ideal to which we should aspire. I have no problem with either of those quotes.

Scott then went on to say and this is a direct quote…

“It’s restoring faith, restoring our Christian values that will help this nation once again become the ‘City on the Hill’. When Ronald Reagan talked about the ‘City on the Hill’, he was quoting Matthew 5. When Pres. Lincoln talked about ‘a house divided’ that was Mark. Our founding documents speak to the importance of a faith foundation.

“You don’t have to be a Christian for America to work for you but America does not work without a faith-filled Judeo-Christian foundation. I would be the president helps us restore faith in God, faith in each other, and faith in our future.

“Without that focus, none of the issues, the policies matter. We have to get back to being a nation that is in fact the city on the hill.”

In other words, I’m building a theocracy regardless of issues and policies. Heathens are welcome to live here but Christians rule. In this context, “city on the hill” doesn’t just mean a beacon of democracy or freedom… it means a Christian nation. It means a theocracy in which nonbelievers are tolerated yet marginalized.

Fortunately, Tim Scott dropped out of the race the day after that debate. Businessman candidate Vivek Ramaswamy also made strong statements about faith-based governance that were quite alarming. I’ve linked a video of the debate in the description and it is queued up to Senator Scott’s comments so you can see them in their complete context.

Let’s get back to our original post. In the same paragraph where they quoted the Declaration of Independence, they concluded…

“Why would the left lopsided media continue to edit this truth?!”

Sigh… We still don’t know what the fuck this entire rant is referring to. We now know it’s an alleged left-leaning media but that’s relative. Sure it could be MSNBC which is decidedly left. What about NBC itself or CNN which I would consider fairly centrist and reasonably unbiased? These days, there are extreme alt-right media outlets these days that are trying to outdo Fox News now that Fox is occasionally critical of Trump. Relative to those media sources and websites, Fox News could be considered left-lopsided. Again, we still don’t know what was edited that the author found objectionable.

Next comes the most insidious part of the whole thing. The thing that makes such a post viral. Let’s talk for a minute about the word “viral”. A virus is a nonliving biological entity that depends upon a host to reproduce it and pass it along. It infects the host and damages it in the process. I think the word “viral” is especially appropriate in describing such a post. We get a call to copy and paste the text verbatim. Specifically, it says…

“I hope every Christian or every person that believes in God who is NOT OFFENDED will copy this and paste this to their status.”

Okay, file that under, “That doesn’t mean what you think it means.” Or at least it’s vague which is par for the course in this post. If you believe in God you should repost. That’s simple enough but then it qualifies it by saying “Who is not offended”. It says specifically it should be reposted by “every person who believes in God who is not offended.” You mean you’re not offended by talking about God or you are not offended by the alleged censorship. It should say, “If you believe in God and ARE offended by censorship then repost.” Or at least I think that’s what they are trying to say. Who knows?

They then offer a quote from Ronald Reagan. I looked it up. He really did say this at an ecumenical prayer breakfast in Dallas Texas in 1984.

“If we ever forget that we’re one nation under GOD, then we will be a nation gone under.”

I’ve linked a YouTube video of the speech in the description. He makes a reasonably well-researched case for the idea that we were founded by people who believed in God and that these men considered faith to be inextricably tied to morality and thus essential to moral governing. He is very specific however not preferring one faith over another. This is an ecumenical gathering of people from a variety of faiths and not necessarily exclusively Christian. He quite correctly accuses people who are adamant about religious tolerance of being intolerant themselves. That doesn’t mean I agree with everything he had to say. He believed way back in 1984 that there was a war on religion. I still think it is a war against hypocrisy and against the imposition of beliefs on nonbelievers. I disagree with the idea that you cannot have morality without religion.

The author of the original post is so insistent that you repost this message verbatim that they give you explicit instructions on how to do so. It says…

“Before you say it, I already know that a lot of you will say I don’t know how to copy & paste. It’s easy… hold your finger on this post when the word copy appears, just touch it, then go to your home page and where it says ‘what’s on your mind’, touch it and hold your finger where you would start writing your comment and touch ‘paste’”.

Believe it or not, I have problems with that paragraph. It means that the author is specifically targeting people who are not technologically knowledgeable. It is exploiting people who are not tech-savvy and encouraging them to repost something without thinking about it too much. I don’t mean to imply that people who lack technical skills are necessarily ignorant or incapable of critical thought. I know some brilliant people who can’t operate a computer. But the converse might be true. If you are not skilled at critical thinking or logical arguments, it is more likely that you are not tech-savvy.

Of course, it wouldn’t be a Chris Young rant if we didn’t bring disability into the argument somewhere, right? The instructions on how to repost specifically presume you are using a touchscreen device and not using Facebook via a webpage. If I were physically capable of doing so, putting my finger on the screen of a non-touchscreen device does me no good whatsoever. It doesn’t tell me how to cut and paste using a mouse and keyboard. Many disabled people can’t operate a touchscreen device so the assumption that you’re using one and that you’re capable of putting your finger on one is inherently ablest!

Okay, I can’t say that with a straight face. I’m being nitpicky and accusing people of ableism where there probably isn’t any. I’m usually critical of that. But if I’m going to attack someone for an ignorant post, I’m going to give it to them with everything I’ve got in my arsenal… including ableism.

There are alternative ways to repost a message. You can click on “Share” and it will be posted to your timeline. But there’s a problem with that. That means that your readers can see the original author. It means that a reader could go back to that author and challenge their assertions or their sources. It would allow you to ask the author “What the fuck are you talking about?” By suggesting that you should cut and paste the message rather than simply share a link, it insulates the author from such feedback or criticism and it makes it look more like these are your words, not someone else’s.

In fact, unlike some such cut-and-paste requests, this one doesn’t say “I copied this from a friend and you should too.” It implies that the person I’m reading was the original author and they are asking me to cut and paste. If the original author really believes what they wrote, they shouldn’t be afraid to sign their name to it. They could still ask, “If you agree with me, Joe Smith, then feel free to forward this or quote me and give me credit for my brilliant statement with which you agree.” But that is not what happens. They want to remain anonymous and coerce you into cutting and pasting and making the words your own.

The final sentence is…

“If we continue to do nothing as not to offend anyone else, we will eventually be offended out of the constitution and out of a country!”

Again, I’m not sure if that sentence is completely clear or if it means what they think it means. It gets a little bit caught up in double negatives and questionable grammar.

In general, I agree with the sentiment that people are too easily offended these days. I was raised on the proverb, “Sticks and stones can break my bones but names can never hurt me.” An alternative version was, “Words can never hurt me.”

While I agree that words have power and that such power can do damage, in general, I think people are way too easily offended these days. If you lie about someone or try to discredit them or ruin their reputation or misrepresent their position in a way that is indeed harmful… that is something different. An excellent example of that is the election workers in Georgia who had their lives destroyed by lies that they rigged the election. Fortunately, a jury agreed that they had been harmed and awarded them $146 million in damages. But words that simply offend… such offense only has as much power as we allow it. If someone says something intended to offend me, I say, “Fuck ‘em. They don’t know what they’re talking about. I’m not going to waste my energy on them.”

I have no problems with social media. I follow people on Twitter/X who keep me up-to-date on space exploration. I follow a few of my favorite race drivers in both IndyCar and NASCAR. I’ve never engaged in political discourse on Twitter. I follow news sources that I trust on Twitter. I’ve never gotten a single argument.

I use Facebook to keep in touch with friends and family around the world some of whom I’ve never met in person. Some who I’ve known for more than 50 years and I have been able to reconnect via Facebook when I thought they were lost to me. I belong to nearly a dozen disability-related groups where I interact with other disabled people and we support one another with information and encouragement. I belong to four Facebook groups related to assistive technology. I take an online writing seminar and interact with other writers through Facebook. I belong to a Facebook group about science fiction where we engage in civil and thoughtful discussion about the genre. I subscribe to over 100 YouTube channels that provide me with information and entertainment.

Social media is what you make of it. You don’t have to engage in rancid arguments. You don’t have to be friends with anyone whose opinions you find abhorrent. There are mechanisms to block people that you don’t care to read.

Social media is blamed for being a venue for hate speech and incitement to violence. Would you blame the mailman for delivering such things in the mail? Would you blame the street corner if someone stood there and shouted such things? People say that social media has a responsibility to police its content. It is estimated that there are 2.9 billion active Facebook users. That is 36.7% of the population of Earth. It is physically impossible to monitor all of that content.

Who do you want to decide what is or is not acceptable? Zuckerberg? Musk? Trump? Besos? I refuse to hold social media companies accountable for the content that they don’t create. But you say, “They created the algorithms that promote such horrible speech.” But what drives the algorithms? You do. The algorithms are designed to give you the content that you have demonstrated you want to see. Does that reinforce the fact that many people live inside a bubble and are not open to alternate opinions? Yes, it does. But they choose to live in those bubbles. They choose to get their news from only one source. They choose to reject any criticism of their preconceived notions. They refuse to engage in critical thinking or are incapable of doing so. I have my favorite news sources but I don’t believe everything they say. I insist that they back up their claims and make reasoned, logical arguments. It’s not Facebook’s fault that some people don’t do that. I have my favorite politicians whose views closely match my own but I’m not afraid of speaking out when I disagree with them.

If you agree with me don’t cut-and-paste the transcript from this podcast. Share the link. Give me both the credit and the blame for what I wrote. Include comments on the parts that you agree or disagree with. Include a reasoned argument about where I’m wrong. Post links to your source information. Engage in civil discourse and critical thinking. Don’t take my word for anything. Think for yourself.

Haha… That reminds me of this scene from Monty Python’s “The Life of Brian”.

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Brian: No, no. Please. Please, please listen. I’ve got one or two things to say.

Crowd (in perfect unison during each sentence in the scene): Tell us! Tell us both of them!

Brian: Look, you’ve got it all wrong. You don’t need to follow me. You don’t need to follow anybody. You’ve got to think for yourselves. You are all individuals.

Crowd in unison: Yes, we are all individuals!

Brian: You are all different.

Crowd in unison: Yes, we are all different!

Loan man in the crowd: I’m not.

Other man: Shhh.

Brian: You’ve all got to work in for yourselves.

Crowd in unison: Yes, we’ve got to work it out for ourselves!

Brian: Exactly.

Crowd in unison: Tell us more!

Brian: No! That’s the point! Don’t let anyone tell you what to do!

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Your creator, natural or supernatural, gave you a brain. Use it. You are capable of reason. You are capable of discerning truth from lies. And respect those who do the same. Speak out against hypocrisy and lies. Respect people of faith whether you have no faith or have a different faith. That is the American way.

As always, I like I say after one of my rants…

“Hey, that’s just my opinion. I could be wrong.”

Next week we return to our regularly scheduled podcasts.

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Contemplating Life – Episode 24 “To All the Toys I Loved Before”

This week we take a nostalgic look back at the happier times of my childhood and all of the toys and hobbies that I enjoyed. I highly recommend you check out the YouTube version of this episode because it has lots of photos and video clips embedded. I was going to post photos here as well but there were just too many. See the video instead.

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Shooting Script

Contemplating Life – Episode 24 “To All the Toys I Loved Before”

Hi, this is Chris Young. Welcome to episode 24 of Contemplating Life.

Over the past several weeks we’ve covered some of the darker moments of my junior high and high school years struggling with the loss of friends and wrestling with my own mortality. This week I’d like to take a detour to a lighter topic. This episode will not be as dramatic or poignant as some have been but we need a break.

I want to talk about other childhood memories away from school. I want to talk about all the fun summer things I did and take a nostalgic look at my favorite childhood toys and my hobbies. No drama this week. Just fun. And there is a point to make at the end so stick with me and leave your handkerchief behind for a change.

When I was young, I didn’t seem to lack any friends. Lots of neighborhood kids would come to play with me because I always had a great collection of really cool toys. Until I was eight years old, I was an only child. Also given that my parents didn’t think I was going to live very long, I was quite spoiled.

My extended family is small – Dad had only one brother and Mom had only one sister. I only had 4 cousins, 2 on each side, and all of them are younger than me. That meant that my grandparents could afford to spoil us all as well.

I still had to count on friends to come visit me. I never went to their house to play except for an occasional Monopoly game with Mike Tillery next door. However, he would cheat me. I could only reach about halfway across the gameboard. Sometimes I would land on “Chance” and he would have to read the card for me. Way too often it said, “Go to boardwalk” and his cards way too often said, “Advanced to Go”. He would stuff the card back in the deck before I could read it. I finally had to insist that he show me the card. Decades later, Mike is now my dentist. I just saw him for a dental visit this week and we reminisced about those days. He conveniently forgot how he used to cheat me.

Mike played varsity basketball at Northwest High School while I was there. When we were in the state basketball tourney, I recorded the radio broadcast of the games he played in. When we won the Sectional Round and they cut down the basketball nets, he gave me a piece of the net. I still have it pressed in my high school yearbook. Unfortunately, we were defeated in the first round of the Regionals.

As I mentioned in previous episodes, my school gave me the use of a motorized wheelchair when I was 10 years old in the fifth grade. Unfortunately, for the first year or two they did not have a lift-equipped bus that would run through my neighborhood. There was a wheelchair bus at Roberts School but it only ran on the east side.

The bus driver would lift me out of my manual wheelchair at home in the morning onto the bus. Then upon arriving at school, he would lift me into the power chair and reverse the process at the end of the day. I was able to take the wheelchair home over the summer but throughout the school year, when I was home, I was stuck in a manual wheelchair that I couldn’t push.

Occasionally, mom would be at the school on a Friday afternoon doing some sort of volunteer work and I would persuade her to take me home in our van which had a ramp. She would then have to drive me to school Monday morning but it meant I got to use the chair over the weekend.

On a couple of occasions, I got sick on Friday and they had to call my mom to pick me up. They accused me of faking it when it happened the second time. I don’t really think I was consciously faking illness but I have to admit, it might’ve been my body just reacting to my desire to take the chair home. I think in a case of mind over body I really did get sick but it was just emotionally triggered.

When they finally got the wheelchair bus running sometime around seventh grade, having the power chair at home all the time gave me phenomenal freedom.

My friends would get on their bicycles and we would get in a small area like a one-car garage and play tag. They were fast but I was maneuverable in the tight confines of the garage.

Whether it was at my house playing with my toys or at other friends’ houses having a good time, I led a very enjoyable childhood.

My friends were quite accommodating to my needs. When a group of them built a nonpowered go-cart to push each other around in, they asked my mom for permission to lift me out of my wheelchair into the cart. They lined the seat with a bunch of pillows. I have a photo of me in the go-cart that you can see on the YouTube version of the podcast.

When I was a teenager, the guys built a clubhouse in Mike Goodlett’s backyard. It was about an 8 x 8 shack but they made sure that the roof was tall enough for me to get inside because I couldn’t duck. And the doorway was wide enough for my wheelchair.

In preparing for this episode, I did a lot of research on some of my favorite toys that I had while growing up. I was surprised to see that many of them were collectibles selling for high prices on eBay, Etsy, and Amazon. I usually put links in the description of this podcast to items that I mention. This time there are just too many. Instead, this time I direct you to the Contemplating Life website where I post the transcript of the podcast. It will include links and photos. You can also see photos of these toys in the YouTube version of the podcast.

Some of the toys I had, you couldn’t sell today because they would be considered too dangerous. Three of them had an electric hot plate that was very dangerous. One of them was the Mattel Vac-U-Form. You would heat up a small 3 x 3” sheet of plastic over a hot plate until it was soft. Then flop it over onto a mold and pump a pump handle to suck out all the air and shape the plastic around the mold. Today if I want to make something out of plastic I use a 3D printer. I guess this was a kind of 2D printer.

The same hotplate was incorporated into another toy called “Creepy Crawlers”. You had negative molds made from aluminum in the shape of spiders, snakes, and other creepy things. Then you would pour in some liquid plastic called Plasti-goop and the heat would harden it into a wiggly rubber worm or insect.

You were supposed to pour in the liquid while the mold was at room temperature and then put it on the hotplate. I discovered that if you heated the mold first, you could drip drops of plastic in strategic locations, let it cure, and then add different colors on top of that. Sometimes I would add a little wadded-up piece of paper to block off part of the mold so that I could fill the mold in selective sections. Then I would cut that part out and fill in the rest with different colors making striped worms or spiders with different colored legs.

They also had a different formula that was editable. They called that “Incredible Edibles” and you could eat the worms and bugs. The candy liquid used in that toy was called Gobble-degoop.

I also had a small power woodworking toy that could be converted from a table saw to a drill press to a lathe to a disk sander. I had lots of fun with it. It came with a supply of balsa wood and pine wood for making toys.

For my eighth birthday, I got a small reel-to-reel tape recorder that was a big hit. We would make pretend interviews on tape. I also used to take that tape recorder with me to the drive-in movies to bootleg music. I had recordings of all the music from Mary Poppins, and The Beatles films A Hard Days Night and Help. Of course, the little window speaker at the drive-in movie had terrible sound and my cheap tape recorder did a terrible job of recording it but it was free music. These days, people take their video cameras or phones into the theater to bootleg the movie. I was doing audio back in the early 60s. A criminal ahead of his time

I later replaced the reel-to-reel recorder with a cassette recorder that included a built-in AM/FM radio. It wasn’t yet the era of the big Boom Box. It only had about a 3-inch speaker. The quality wasn’t bad all things considered. In addition to buying pre-recorded cassettes, you could record music off of the FM radio with reasonably good quality. My dad had to attach a lever to the knob that changed functions between rewind, play, stop, and fast-forward. I had a heavy weight that I would sit on the record button because it was too hard for me to push it and turn the lever simultaneously. I would wait for my favorite song to come on the radio and hit record. Sometimes I would just sit there and hit record every time the DJ stopped talking. Then if it was a song I didn’t want or already had I would just stop, go back, and erase it. By the time I was in high school, I had a box of over a dozen mix tapes that made me very popular.

The Kinley family a few houses down the street had a basketball goal that my friends would play at. I would record myself as a radio announcer calling the game. Then we would play it back and have a good laugh.

I had a lot of the really popular toys of the day. I had the 12-inch tall poseable G.I. Joe complete was a pup tent. I collected little six-inch action figures called Astronaut Major Matt Mason. I had his space station which was basically a three-story dollhouse for action figures. I also had his battery-powered moon crawler and the moon suit accessories.

I had a remote-controlled battery-powered blimp called Helios-21 that you could fly around the house. It wasn’t radio-controlled. It was connected to your controller by a very thin wire. It came with an extra “space capsule” which was just a free-floating mylar balloon in the shape of a capsule.

Another favorite toy was Johnny Astro which was a battery-powered fan built into a gadget that looks like a radar dish. Your spaceship was an ordinary toy balloon that you would just blow up with ordinary air, not helium. The fan would blow the balloon off the ground and make it hover in midair. It had a joystick and throttle control. I would practice making precision landings on a target.

When I was about 12 or 13, we visited our family friends the Byrum family. Their son Jimmy was my age. He had a paper route and he used the money to buy a massive HO-scale slot car racetrack with four lanes. When I was about 6 or 7 I had toy trains and I had a very small two-lane oval slot car track but neither was as cool as the four-lane road course with bridges and crisscrosses that Jimmy had.

I had to have one.

I got a pretty good starter set as a birthday present and then used other allowance money and gifts from Grandma to expand it. My dad had a home-built ping-pong table in our garage and we set up a huge track on that table. Decades later when I go in the garage and smell the familiar smells of oil, grease, and paint I have flashbacks to our days of raising the slot cars.

While researching the podcast, I discovered that the brand of slot cars I was using was an Aurora Thunderjet series with pancake motors. One Camaro slot car I had is selling for $70. Other toys I researched are selling for hundreds of dollars and I threw them all away when I was a kid.

I really enjoyed building model cars and airplanes. My uncle John would frequently buy me really complicated large 1/12 scale model cars with working suspension, steering, and a small electric motor. that unfortunately was too weak to make the car roll. You had to pick the car up and just watch the rear wheels spin. During my research, I found the cars I built. They were futuristic-looking prototype sports cards called “The Lindberg Line SC-100 and SC-101“. An original SC-101 unassembled kit is selling for $299 on eBay.

I also built lots of standard 1/24 scale cars. My favorite was a 1969 Pontiac GTO “Judge” painted bright orange. I found a diecast 69 GTO with the Judge paint scheme for sale for about $40. I might have to buy it.

I remember I did some kitbashing on a Chevy or Lincoln model car and made my own Batmobile that looked amazingly like the one from the 1960s TV series. I used my Vac-U-Form to make the windshield using a model airplane cockpit as a mold. I used the cap off of a bottle of nose spray as the mold to Vac-U-Form the red light on top of the car. I painted it black and applied orange pinstripe tape. Someone later brought me an official Batmobile model and I didn’t like it nearly as well as my kitbashed version.

I built and painted transparent anatomy models of both male and female humans as well as a transparent V-8 engine. Those models made by Ravell are still available as collectibles. The Visible Woman anatomy model has a special optional feature they called “The Miracle Of Life”. It was a separate set of pieces you could install to make the woman appear about eight months pregnant. While all of the other pieces in the kit were stored in clear plastic bags ready to be assembled and painted, this optional set of parts was in a brown cardboard box. I asked my mom why the parts were in a separate somewhat secret box. She explained that some parents might want to remove those parts from the kit if they didn’t want to have to answer questions about where babies come from.

I thought that was ridiculous then and now. For the first eight years of my life, my mom was constantly pregnant. I knew an awful lot about pregnancy at a very early age. But more on that in a different episode.

I built and painted superhero models of Superman and Batman, Universal monsters such as Frankenstein, Wolfman, and the Mummy. I was surprised to see the exact models I built for sale online. An unassembled Frankenstein kit exactly like the one I had was for sale for $2000. That’s not to say they found someone to pay that much but I was amazed nevertheless.

Online I found a really cool model of a Mercury-Atlas rocket exactly like the one that I built at a very early age during the Mercury space program. It included a launchpad with a ramp leading up to it. There was a transporter/erector gantry and some tiny fuel trucks. It brought tears to my eyes when I saw it available for sale. It was the first display model rocket I ever built. I also found the exact Gemini capsule model I built.

I had a 3-foot tall 1/100 scale Saturn V display rocket. I went looking for one of those but all I found online were “50th Anniversary of the Moon Landing” models and I’m not certain this rereleased version was identical to the one I built in the late 60s. I also built a larger-scale model of the Apollo spacecraft that included the enclosure for the Lunar Module, the Lunar Module itself, as well as the Command and Service Modules.

All of the above were simply display models. I also very much enjoyed building and flying cardboard and balsa model rockets. I got a starter kit and launchpad from Estes Rockets and then used allowance money to buy more and more rockets. Estes sold a kit called “Cineroc”. It was a tiny custom-built super 8 mm film camera that would sit atop a D-engine model rocket. The custom film cartridge would shoot about 30 seconds of footage. I launched it twice. You had to send the film back to them to be processed. A friend of the family had an 8 mm movie viewer like they use to edit movies. They warned you to only shoot your film in the middle of the day in full sunlight. I didn’t pay attention to the warning and my first launch was about 4:30 in the afternoon. It looked sunny enough for me. The film came out very dark. My second attempt was much more successful.

My pride and joy flying model rocket was the Estes Saturn V. I just recently found some old photos of me and my friends flying that rocket in the big field behind the Coca-Cola plant on 30th St. just two blocks from my house.

When I was at Northwest high school, we had a bicycle race each May called the “Little 500” modeled after a famous similar race held at Indiana University in Bloomington Indiana. My science teacher, Mr. Stan Irwin was the faculty member in charge of the event. I volunteered to do a rocket launch during the opening of the race right after the national anthem. I had damaged my Saturn V on previous launches so I wrote to Estes and asked for custom replacement parts. I explained I needed to do a rebuild for a demonstration launch at my school. They didn’t normally sell these replacement parts. I included a check for what I thought was a reasonable price for the parts. They sent me the parts and a voucher for a couple of dollars refund I had overpaid.

With the help of friends, I repaired and rebuilt the model. A few days before the event, we went out to the football field and I did a demonstration launch for Mr. Irwin. He approved and I launched a huge model rocket in front of about 1000 people. I really wish we had had camcorders in those days. I don’t have any still photos from that event.

Estes had a Space Shuttle design contest a few years before the real shuttle was designed and flown. I entered it with a design I made and I helped my friend Mark Heron prepare his submission. He earned an honorable mention in the sixth grade and under category. I think I was in eighth or ninth grade at the time and I didn’t win anything. Mark had a form of muscular dystrophy. It wasn’t SMA and it wasn’t the common Duchenne MD. He had a name for it but I don’t recall what it was. He lived around the corner from me less than a block away. We rode the same bus for many years.

When I was about 12 or 13, there were older teens and young adults in my neighborhood who could afford to build and fly radio-controlled model airplanes. I really wanted to fly RC aircraft but they were just too expensive. A six-channel digital proportional transmitter and receiver with a decent airplane would run about $600 which was even more money in the early 1970s than it is today.

I did try flying a control line airplane with a small two-cycle 0.49” motor. You held a handle in your hand and it was connected to 2 pieces of nylon kite string. As you tilted the handle up and down, it would make the elevator of the airplane go up and down. You had to spin around in circles. I would drive my wheelchair with my right hand and fly the plane with my left hand. It was hard to spin around in my wheelchair fast enough. Sometimes the plane would go faster than I could turn. It would be flying around behind me. At one point when the airplane was behind me where I couldn’t see, I gave it a full up elevator hoping it wouldn’t crash. They tell me I did a loop before crashing but I didn’t see it because it was all behind my head.

Many years later when I was an adult and after my dad retired, he started flying RC aircraft. He built one for me to try to fly but we couldn’t get the joystick control adapted in such a way that I could do much with it. I can’t move my head around very well so I wouldn’t have been able to see the airplane unless I flew it way out in front of me. I think it was the only bit of assistive technology Dad and I ever failed to successfully solve. Even though I was never able to fly, I certainly enjoyed watching Dad build and fly his airplanes. Our favorite was a beautiful yellow Piper Cub to which he attached pontoons. He flew it several times over Cordry Lake where we used to have a cabin.

My dream of flying a radio-controlled aircraft had to wait until just a few years ago when my friend Bill Binko created some assistive technology that allowed me to fly a quadcopter drone using my wheelchair joystick and some VR goggles. Video link in the description.

At this point, I’ve probably lost most of my audience. Except for my dentist cheating me at Monopoly, there were no funny anecdotes. There were no poignant tear-jerky moments. No philosophical discussions about theology. It has just been a nostalgic look back at all the toys I loved before.

But that’s the point.

Even though I didn’t play ball, ride a bike, have a sleepover at a friend’s house, or have any friends sleep over here (I wore diapers at night) in most other respects I did the same kind of things other kids did. I played with the same toys. I hung out in the clubhouse in the backyard of a friend. I played games, played with action figures, and built model cars and planes, and rockets. I forgot to mention I flew lots of kites – many of which ended up in trees or on roofs.

I didn’t let my disability get in my way of having a very fun childhood.

One of my mom’s favorite sayings was, “The only difference between men and boys is the size of their toys. Little boys… little toys. Big boys… big toys.” She was very much right.

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Episode #10 “Oscar Keeping It Real” (part 3 of 3)

This week we conclude our three-part series where I review all 10 films nominated for Best Picture Oscars. We will talk about my favorite director Steven Spielberg who directed one of the final three movies we will cover. The Oscar ceremonies are tonight March 12 on ABC. Apologies for this long episode but we had lots to talk about. Next week will return to my faith journey stories and after that back to disability topics.

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Shooting Script

Hello, this is Chris Young. Welcome to episode 10 of Contemplating Life.

This week we conclude our look at the Oscar-nominated films for this year with three of the best of the 10 films nominated for Best Picture.

In the first episode of the series, I expressed my bias in favor of Avatar which included its director James Cameron. I have an even stronger affection for Steven Spielberg and his work. With multiple Oscar nominations over the years and 2 Directing Oscars as well as the prestigious Irving G. Thalberg Memorial Award–Oscar loves Spielberg as much as I do.

Before we get to one of Spielberg’s nominated films, please indulge me as I reflect on his work and share with you my thoughts as to why his films illustrate what I find most enjoyable about the movies. Specifically that although movies are an illusion, they allow us to explore feelings and themes that are very real to us.

As a young boy, Spielberg was taken to the movies to see the 1952 Oscar-winning Best Picture “The Greatest Show on Earth” directed by Cecil B DeMille. He mistakenly believed he was going to see a real circus instead of a movie about a circus. However, he was not disappointed by the experience. In fact, he was mesmerized by its ability to transport him to the world of that film. He was especially disturbed by a scene where a train collided with an automobile. To be able to cope with the image, he used his father’s home movie camera to recreate the scene using his toy train and a toy car. Thus began his career as a filmmaker. He followed that with other homemade films one of which earned him a photography badge in the Boy Scouts.

In my opinion, Spielberg is all about keeping it real. We see this theme of “reality” in a couple of my favorite films of his. In his 1977 “Close Encounters of the Third Kind,” there is a scene in which UFO investigator Claude Lacombe played by François Truffaut asks Roy Neary played by Richard Dreyfus, “Monsieur Neary…what do you want?”

Neary replies, “I just wanna know that it’s really happening.”

He can’t believe that he is really watching aliens step out of a real UFO. He wants to know that it’s real.

However, my favorite scene in a Spielberg film and one of my favorite scenes of any film whatsoever is in his 1982 hit “E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial”. Although you’ve probably seen the film maybe more than once, let me set the scene for you…

A young boy named Elliott discovers an extraterrestrial in his backyard. ET has accidentally been left behind by his people and Elliott and his brother and sister assist ET to phone home. ET and Elliott develop a kind of psychic empathic link in which they can feel what each other is feeling. When ET becomes ill just as the government investigators move in, Elliott becomes ill as well. Fortunately, the link is broken as ET apparently dies.

In a heart-wrenching scene, Elliott says his final goodbyes to ET. “You must be dead… because… I don’t know how to feel. I can’t feel anything anymore.”

Note that he doesn’t say “I can’t feel you.” He says, “I can’t feel anything anymore.”

When the mothership approaches, ET is miraculously resurrected and suddenly we… excuse me I mean Elliott… can feel again.

Elliott and his brother steal a government van containing ET. They paused briefly to say to their friends, “Get the bicycles and meet us in the park.” After a harrowing chase scene where they escape from the G-men, they meet up in the park.

Elliott and ET appear at the back door of the van and his friends see ET for the first time. Elliott calmly explains, “He’s a man from outer space and we’re taking him to his spaceship.”
His friend Greg sarcastically asks, “Well, can’t he just beam up?”

If you’re watching the film in a theater, you might have missed the next line because everyone is laughing. But to me, this is the most important line in the film. Perhaps the most important in any Spielberg film.

Elliott says in disgust, “This is reality, Greg.”

Think about that line and what it represents.

Elliott is saying, “Greg you fucking idiot! When an extraterrestrial lands in your backyard, you develop a psychic empathic link with him, you help him phone home to be reunited with his people, and when you suffer the pain of losing him and experience the joy of his resurrection, that is more real than what is arguably one of the most beloved sci-fi franchises in entertainment history namely Star Trek. This is reality you idiot imbecile moron Greg!”

And we as the audience agree completely. While the scenario is pure fantasy, the emotional roller coaster that Spielberg has taken us on is completely 100% real. We have developed a psychic empathic link with the characters in the film. We feel what they feel. We experience on a very personal level what they experience.

That is the true power of cinema when wielded by a master like Steven Spielberg. From the terror of “Jaws”, to the wonder of “Close Encounters”, to the heartfelt emotions in “ET”, to the horrors of World War II in “Saving Private Ryan” and “Schindler’s List” Spielberg is all about creating that magic reality that he first experienced as a young boy the first time he went to the movies.

In the final three completely fictional films we discuss this week, one of which was directed and co-written by Spielberg, we are taken on a journey that feels completely real.

First of all, we have Spielberg’s own semi-autobiographical family drama “The Fabelmans”. In outline form, the film exactly parallels Spielberg’s own early life. Young Sammy Fabelman is taken to see his first film, “The Greatest Show on Earth” and he similarly begins his career as an amateur filmmaker.

In an online discussion, I heard someone explain, “I’m not going to see the film. I don’t want to sit through two hours of self-indulgent, sentimental schmaltz explaining how Spielberg got to be the master filmmaker he became.” While I had no reservations that the film would be such a thing, let me reassure you that that critic was 100% wrong.

Instead, we get a deeply personal and somewhat tragic family drama as teenage Sammy, played by Gabriel LaBelle, uncovers a terrible secret about his mother who struggles with mental illness. While on a camping trip, he films something he had never noticed before. Upon reviewing the footage he is shocked at what he uncovered. It nearly destroyed his relationship with his mother. When she finally pleads with him to explain why he has turned against her, he shows her the footage of what he discovered.

The incident also nearly destroyed his passion for filmmaking. His camera saw things he didn’t want to see. His camera revealed a hidden reality that was quite disturbing.

Along the way, the family is also torn apart by his father who uproots the family twice to move to a new city because he is offered better job opportunities as a computer engineer.
Sammy’s stress level peaks after the last move which gets him out of the comfort he has experienced in Hebrew school and thrusts him into a public high school where he is confronted with terrifying and dangerous anti-Semitism.

There is nothing heroic or self-aggrandizing about this intimate portrait of a family in turmoil.

By the way, I was expecting lots of little Easter eggs where some event in his life would go on to inspire his future films. While he did make a very dramatic war film and a sci-fi film, there aren’t any blatant references to his future work that I noticed.

In addition to its Best Picture nomination, it won the Golden Globe for Best Drama. Spielberg is nominated for original screenplay and director. He won the Globe for directing and was nominated for a Globe for the screenplay.

A total of 7 Oscar nominations include Michelle Williams as the lead actress playing the mother, Judd Hirsch as the supporting actor in a memorable yet brief role as an uncle, and John Williams for the musical score naturally.

SAG nominations were earned for the ensemble cast, Paul Dano for his portrayal of the father. Michelle Williams earned the Actress – Drama Golden Globe.

While it’s not action-packed like Spielberg’s blockbusters nor is it as poignant or tragic as “Private Ryan” or “Schindler” it is still a highly compelling, realistic, and moving film that I highly recommend.

With an estimated budget of $40 million and a worldwide gross so far of just over $31 million, it is far from a hit. It is still available to see in the theater and is available for purchase as a digital download from Amazon.

Our second film this week, “Tár” starring Cate Blanchett in what I believe it’s the best actress performance of the year. Unfortunately, the film has only earned $13.4 million on an estimated budget of $30 million. It is currently streaming on Peacock.

Blanchette plays Lydia Tár, the conductor and music director of the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra – one of the most prestigious postings one can have in her field.

While a couple of the films we reviewed in this series wait until the end to bring out the memorable portions, near the beginning of the film we start off with a spellbinding sequence of scenes that paints a detailed portrait of the title character. She is interviewed for “The New Yorker” in front of a live audience in a sort of James Lipton style. Throughout that interview that runs nearly 12 minutes of screen time, you completely forget that you are watching an actress playing a role. You easily become convinced you’re watching a real interview with an accomplished classical conductor and composer. The effect is absolutely stunning.

The realism continues in the next extended scene in which she has lunch with another conductor who is desperately trying to pick her brain about an amazing performance of hers that he witnessed. She insists that rather than mimic her techniques he needs to find his own way but throws him a morsel of advice.

Then at the 25-minute mark of the film, we are treated to the most realistic and compelling performance I’ve seen in years… perhaps ever. She is guest teaching a class in conducting at Julliard. A young violinist and conducting student named Max explains to her “I’m not really into Bach.”

She’s stunned and asks, “Have you ever played or conducted Bach?”

He replies, “Honestly, as a BIPOC, pangender person, I would say Bach’s misogynistic life makes it kind of impossible for me to take his music seriously.”

“Come on, what do, what do, what do you mean by that?”

“Well, didn’t he sire, like, 20 kids?”

“Yes, that’s documented. Along with a considerable amount of music.”

Throughout the remainder of the scene, she passionately illustrates the magnificence of Bach while deconstructing his politically correct fueled argument. She explains to him, “ If Bach’s talent can be reduced to his gender, birth country, religion, sexuality, and so on, then so can yours.” She then reminds him that members of the orchestra rate their conductors and she asks, “Now, what kind of criteria would you hope that they use to do this? Your score reading and stick technique, or something else?”

It is a brilliant argument for separating the art from the artist. This discussion is timely considering the controversy currently raging online regarding JK Rowling, her toxic anti-trans views, and the attempts to boycott and cancel the entire Harry Potter franchise.

One of the amazing things about this scene is that it lasts a full 10 minutes and is one continuous steady cam shot that follows her around the room. There is no opportunity for the typical long-take tricks such as masking a cut as you walk through a doorway or a whip pan that blurs the transition between takes. It is 100% certain that what you are witnessing is a single continuous 10-minute take.

While many films have used such techniques to heighten the realism of a scene, and this one certainly does so, there is another reason the director ensures that we witness the scene exactly as it happens. I won’t spoil that reason.

While this hyperrealism only lasts the first 35 minutes of the 2 hours 37 minutes, the rest of the story still feels real and true.

The next section of the film covers her preparations to produce a live recording of Gustav Mahler’s iconic 5th Symphony. During those preparations, she learns that a former student who accused her of having a manipulative inappropriate sexual relationship committed suicide. This thrusts her into a rampant scandal.

From there onward, her career, and relationship with her wife and young daughter slips into a downward spiral that completely tears her life apart.

In my as-yet-unsuccessful attempts to publish my own fiction, I learned that one of the axioms of the trade is “show, don’t tell”– a skill I have in no way mastered. What that means is, don’t use exposition to tell us what a person is thinking or feeling or what events mean to them. Rather, write a scene that illustrates these things. The remainder of the film, especially near the ending, is a master class of showing rather than telling. So much so, that there are huge gaps in the plot. I’m not talking about plot holes in the traditional sense of the phrase which is that there are inconsistencies in the plot. Rather I mean that events of the story are completely skipped and we are only shown her reaction to these events and the consequences of them.

In many instances, we never learn “what really happened.” But it doesn’t matter. The story is not about the events. The story is about the huge cost that those events impose upon her.
The film earned six Oscar nominations including Best Actress for Blanchette and I will be disappointed if she doesn’t win. She has already won the Actress – Drama Golden Globe for her performance and is nominated for an individual SAG award. Todd Field is nominated for directing and for his original screenplay. It is also nominated for cinematography and film editing the latter of which I find ironic because the most memorable scene is an unedited 10-minute take.

If you are a Peacock TV subscriber, please watch at least the first 35 minutes of this film. You’re in for a real acting master class and will learn a little bit about classical music along the way. If you can tough it out through her chaotic downward spiral, you will be treated to an especially delicious ending. Just don’t let the holes in the narrative bother you. What happened, isn’t important in this film.

We conclude our journey of 10 Best Picture nominees with “Women Talking”. It is probably the least seen of the 10 films released only in the US and Canada with a gross of just $3.7 million. It is currently only available in theaters.

Based on the novel by Miriam Toews which is in turn inspired by actual events, women in a Mennonite religious farming colony were drugged and raped repeatedly by the men of their community.
The facts behind the true story are that over a period of four years 130 women and children aged 3 to 60 in the colony were drugged with cow tranquilizer and raped. Although many of them became pregnant, the men insisted that they had either imagined the assaults or they occurred by ghosts or demons. When two of the men were caught in the act, the men were punished internally by the community but were eventually turned over to the police and after two years 7 of the 8 accused were convicted, and a ninth evaded capture.

There is no claim that the events depicted in the novel or the film are anywhere close to what actually occurred. Just that the premise is inspired by the actual facts. At the beginning of the film, there is a pop-up message saying, “What follows is an act of female imagination.” While that parallels the excuse that the women were gaslighted into believing that they had imagined the attacks, what it says to me is that writer-director Sarah Polley is depicting what she wishes had happened. Whether the story is factually accurate or not, it realistically depicts the dilemma that the women in the situation faced.

In the film, while the men are away in a nearby town trying to bail out the eight men responsible for the rapes, the women gather to decide what to do. They vote on three options: stay and do nothing, stay and fight, or leave. An initial vote is a tie between stay and fight or leave. So a group of about 10 of them gather in the hayloft of a barn to debate their options.
They are assisted by a trusted sympathetic young man from the colony named Austin played by Ben Whishaw. His job is to take the minutes of the meeting because none of the women can read or write.

The ensemble cast is led by Rooney Mara, Claire Foy, Sheila McCarthy, and Judith Ivey, and a brief appearance by Francis McDormand. All of them give phenomenal performances but I was most impressed by the younger members of the cast Liv McNeil, Kate Hallett, and Michelle McLeod. While much of the time the children remain in the background as the adult women deliberate, there are moments where these youngsters hold their own against their more experienced cast members in very dramatic moments.

The problem these women face is that their faith dictates that their participation in the colony is the pathway to salvation. To leave the community to which they’re dedicated is to risk their soul. They also preach a message of pacifism and forgiveness. Any violence they commit even in their own defense as well as any lack of forgiveness is contrary to their core values.

Although the women have lived their entire lives isolated in the colony and are illiterate, they know Scripture and the tenets of their faith deeply. They argue eloquently over the deep theological and moral questions they are facing. At times I found myself hearing the voice of the modern author rather than these seemingly unsophisticated women. But again on further reflection, their arguments are not based on any modern feminist ideology but are rooted deeply in the theological tenets of their faith. It is completely credible that they are well-versed in those principles.

Had you not known the true story behind the events, you would not know the time or place of the film until about a third of the way through when a man driving a pickup truck drives through the community with a loudspeaker blaring music and asking residents to come out and be counted for the 2010 census. The actual events occurred from 2005 to 2009 in Bolivia.

I cannot begin to imagine how someone who had experienced domestic abuse or sexual assault would feel about the film. As a man who has never experienced such horrors personally, naturally, I entered the story through the eyes of Austin who takes the minutes of the meeting. Like Austin, I know what it’s like to feel powerless to be helpful to women who have experienced such horror. You can see his anguish as he wants to help the women yet he knows that ultimately it is their decision to make and he has no input. When he does on rare occasions venture to make a comment, some of the women harshly admonish him to stay out of it. Then on another occasion, when he is directly asked for input he defers saying, “I don’t matter in this discussion.”

One of the women replies, “Imagine your entire life was like that where nothing that you thought or felt matters anywhere anytime.”

That is just one of dozens of poignant and heart-wrenching moments in the film.

If I were to apply my typical plot critique the likes of which I like to impose upon a sci-fi or fantasy film, the story itself doesn’t hold up at all. It is too convenient that all of the men except one sympathetic one with the skills that they need would leave the colony for more than a day giving them the freedom to debate their own fate. Similarly, once the decision is made (and I won’t spoil what decision it was) we see nothing of what happens afterward and any speculation that we have about what happened leads to so many unanswered questions that it could spoil your experience.

Ultimately, the story is not about the facts of the situation, what led up to the meeting, and what happened afterward. As the title suggests, it’s only about women talking. Talking about taking control of their own lives, staying true to their values and beliefs, and protecting themselves and their children both physically and spiritually. So you can’t judge it for its plot holes.

While it can be difficult to watch at times, it succeeds in creating that ET-like connection between the audience and the characters. We feel what they feel. We struggle along with them. There are even a few lighthearted moments that break the tension and they come as much of a relief to us as they do to the women in the story. Although not my favorite, if it wins I will not be disappointed.

So, that concludes my look at the 10 Best Picture Nominees for this year. Although I had some problems with four of them, in the end, I think they all were probably worthy of their nominations. Even those that I found problematic had some extraordinary performances.

Each of these 10 films succeeds on some level in creating that ET-like empathic link between the characters and us as the audience. While the plot, premise, or setting of these films might be completely unrealistic, the way they make us feel is totally real. And that’s what movies are all about.

I’m sorry I haven’t had the time to see any of the other films that earned acting Oscar nominations but were not in the 10 best picture list. When I get a chance, I will try to watch those films and perhaps do a bonus episode after the Oscars.

Here is a brief recap counting down from the film I liked least to the one I liked best. That’s not necessarily me making odds on which films are most likely to win.

10. “All Quiet on the Western Front” – A brutally realistic depiction of the hopelessness and futility of war. Perhaps it was too real for my taste.

9. “Triangle of Sadness” – Even if we take the story as three distinct loosely related narratives rather than a continuous story, the first third seemed pointless, the middle third has some memorable gross, funny scenes, but only the last third made me feel the extent to which indulgent, arrogant, rich people abuse and demean everyday workers.

8. “The Banshees of Iniserin” – People I respect say this was their favorite film of the year and I don’t deny is a quality piece of filmmaking. The performances are top-notch and worthy of their nominations. We cannot help but feel connected to the characters’ emotions. However, the premise just doesn’t work for me. I never understood why these two people were friends in the first place or if they were, why everything changed so suddenly. I tried unsuccessfully to apply the same logic I applied to “Tár” and “Women Talking” by saying, “It’s not about why these former friends feuded… it’s just about the consequences of their feud.” I just couldn’t make that leap. The argument that it is a metaphor for the Irish Civil War doesn’t save it. Give the actors their Oscars and if you have to maybe the screenplay, cinematography, and directing but this is not the Best Picture.

7. “Everything Everywhere All at Once” – With Golden Globe wins, the most Oscar nominations of any film this year, and hundreds of other nominations I still feel this is much ado about nothing. It had a few funny memorable moments and the acting was notable although not up to the level of Banshees. I again feel that for this type of over-the-top, quirky action comedy I liked “Bullet Train” much better. I never did feel anything for the characters until the last few minutes of the film and by then I really didn’t care that much anyway.

6. “Tár” – the first 35 minutes of the film gave me the most memorable acting performance of the year and I will be severely disappointed if Cate Blanchett doesn’t win. This performance will stick with me for a long time but overall the film will not.

5. “Women Talking” – The screenplay and performances in this film as well as the topic inspire part of me to wish this would win Best Picture. If there is a dark horse in the bunch this is it. It is in no way an enjoyable experience but it is compelling and real despite the plot problems previously discussed. You should see this film but don’t plan on liking it.

4. “The Fabelmans” – Spielberg on Spielberg… Of course I loved it. It’s not ET, Jaws, or Schindler but it’s still quality filmmaking by the master.

3. “Top Gun: Maverick” – Objectively this should not have gotten a Best Picture nomination. It ranks here only because of how much fun I had watching it. If you are talking Oscar-worthy filmmaking it doesn’t make the top 10.

2. “Elvis” – A beautifully crafted biopic of a legendary performer. Memorable performances all around. If it’s not going to be Avatar on top, this was my favorite of the year. While I didn’t feel significantly emotionally attached to the characters, I feel like I was realistically a witness to history.

1. “Avatar: The Way of the Water” – Desperately trying to find some objectivity in this film that I love so much subjectively, you cannot deny it is a phenomenal achievement in filmmaking. It is three hours of eye candy, and action, and the story is better than the original Avatar. I not only felt totally immersed in this alien world, I cared about the characters. It checks all my boxes and remains my favorite.

That’s the order in which I liked the films. If I had to rank them as Oscar-worthiness I would still go with “Avatar” first followed by “Women Talking”, “Elvis”, “Fabelmans”, “Banshees”, and “Tár” and I won’t bother to rank the rest.

That’s just my opinion… I could be wrong.

In our next episode, we will continue the story of my faith journey. When we last visited the topic, I was 19 years old and had just left the Catholic Church. After we explore that topic for a few episodes, we will return to the disability issue with the history of my experiences in special education. I’m also looking for some interview opportunities that we might throw in along the way.

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Episode #9 “Oscar vs Western Union” (2nd in a series of 3)

This week we continue our three-part series where I review all 10 films nominated for Best Picture Oscars. We will cover 3 films this week – “The Banshees of Iniserin”, “All Quiet on the Western Front”, and “Triangle of Sadness”. Apologies for butchering the pronunciation of names and places in this episode. Next week we will wrap up with the final three films. NOTE: Next week’s public episode will come out Sunday morning March 12 prior to the Oscar presentations that night.

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Hello, this is Chris Young. Welcome to episode 9 of Contemplating Life.

This week we continue our look at the Oscar-nominated films for this year. Last week we looked at big-budget blockbusters and genre films that in times past had been overlooked until the Best Picture category was extended from 5 to 10 films.

Last week’s episode was pretty long because it covered 4 of the 10 nominated films–the last of which I didn’t care for even though I tried to. This week we will look at three more films that I found problematic. Next week we will talk about the remaining three films all of which I found to be absolutely amazing. So I apologize that this week will be a bit of a downer but we are going to finish strong next week I promise.

Minor spoilers are included in these reviews. I just can’t tell you what I didn’t like about the films without giving away some details.

There is an old Hollywood adage sometimes attributed to Samuel Goldwyn and also attributed to him many others that goes, “If you have a message, call Western Union.” It reflects the attitude of studio executives that they are there to make movies that entertain and not promote an agenda. That attitude however is old-school Hollywood. Today many films tackle important social justice issues and promote particular political and social agendas. For better or worse, Oscar seems to prefer films that have something to say even if the films are not popular.

This week we will discuss a character-driven film that attempts to be an allegory for a political conflict that tore apart a country that had just gained its independence, a brutal look at the pointless inhumanity of war, and a reflection on the arrogance of the ultrarich as they look down upon those serving them.

There are times when you see an advertisement for a film in October or November and you say to yourself, “It must be Oscar season.” When you see top-notch British or Irish actors, picturesque scenery, and dramatic cinematography, your expectations are automatically raised. Before it is even released, the trailer implies “For your consideration”. Such was the case with “The Banshees of Iniserin”.

This film reunites writer/director Martin McDonagh with Colin Farrell and Brendan Gleason who previously had success with their 2008 film “In Bruges”. Their new collaboration is a very dark dramedy set on the fictitious island of Iniserin off the west coast of Ireland in 1923 near the end of the Irish Civil War.

Farrell portrays Pádraic Súilleabháin who along with his sister Siobhán, played by Kerry Condon, runs a small dairy farm. When not attending to his animals, especially a beloved miniature donkey Jenny, he spends his time at the local pub hanging out with his longtime friend Colm Doherty played by Gleason. Colm, a folk musician who dreams of writing music that will be remembered after he is gone, inexplicably decides to push Pádraic out of his life. His only explanation is that he finds his former friend to be a boring, pointless, waste of his time.

He concludes that life is short and he needs to focus on composing music. Later in the film, he finishes his masterwork which he titles “The Banshees of Iniserin”. A banshee is a mythical female spirit in Irish folklore that heralds the death of a family member. Colm notes that there are no banshees on the island but he called it that anyway. There is an old woman on the island who predicts death is coming for one or more of the island’s inhabitants.

Pádraic spends the entire film trying to understand why his friend has turned against him and trying to reconcile their disagreement. Colm is so adamant that he be left alone that he threatens to cut off one of his own fingers if Pádraic doesn’t comply. He eventually makes good on the threat even though it severely restricts his ability to play his fiddle.

Both Pádraic and the audience speculate endlessly about why he would take such drastic action. One wonders perhaps if he is dying of some disease and wants to soften the loss of his friend.

I found mildly interesting Pádraic’s futile attempts to understand the feud and to deal with the blow to his self-esteem over being dubbed for boring. Also somewhat entertaining is his relationship with his sister with whom he constantly bickers over his need to have his pet donkey in the house as a comfort animal. She is in a never-ending struggle to keep him out of trouble especially when he goes on a drunken binge.

My favorite character is Dominic, played by Barry Keoghan. He is the somewhat dimwitted son of the local constable. Dominic attempts to befriend and comfort Pádraic while unsuccessfully trying to form a relationship with Siobhan who is much older than him.

Farrell is nominated as Lead Actor and has already won the Golden Globe for Best Actor in a Comedy or Musical for this performance. Gleason, Condon, and Keoghan have all received Supporting Actor Oscar and Golden Globe nominations and individual SAG nominations as well as a SAG nomination for Ensemble Cast. Again it’s sad to see actors competing for the same award from the same film because fans of the film will split their votes. In my opinion, Keoghan gives a more memorable performance but Gleason probably has a better chance because he is a bigger name. We look forward to seeing Keoghan who is unofficially speculated to portray Joker opposite Robert Pattinson in the next Batman film. Also, Farrell is likely to reprise his role as Penguin in that film currently slated for October 2025.

“Banshees” won the Golden Globe for Best Comedy or Musical. Martin McDonagh is nominated as director and for his original screenplay. The screenplay earned him a Golden Globe win. It is also nominated for film editing but I’m no judge for a category like that.

With an estimated budget of $20 million and a worldwide gross of nearly $38 million, the film did okay for its type. It is currently showing on HBO and HBOMax.

Overall I thought the performances were all worthy of their nominations but the film itself fell flat for me. It takes place against the background of the Irish Civil War which was a war between various factions that had just won Irish independence from the UK. One supposes that the point of the film was that the pointless and self-destructive feud between the former friends is a metaphor for the Civil War which was being fought between people who had recently bonded together against a common enemy. Yet that metaphor does little or nothing to enlighten us about the real conflict it is supposed to represent except to highlight the futility of war and the ridiculousness of war between people who should have something in common to begin with. Not being very well versed in 1923 Irish history, I wouldn’t have understood the backdrop had I not done some research.

If you want an example of the pointlessness of war, a much more graphic example is “All Quiet on the Western Front”. In addition to its Best Picture Oscar nomination, this German film is also nominated for Best Foreign Film. It is a remake of the Oscar-winning Best Picture from 1930. There was also a made-for-TV Hallmark Hall of Fame version in 1979. Although I have not seen either of the earlier versions, I’m certain that the brutality of World War I is more graphically portrayed than either of the other two versions. I watched the current version on Netflix dubbed in English. All three versions are based on the 1929 novel of the same name by Erich Maria Remarque. One reviewer said that the current version deviated significantly and negatively from the original novel (especially the ending) however having not read it, I can’t comment on that.

It follows the story of a group of 17-year-old German kids who enthusiastically signed up to fight for the Fatherland in World War I. They expect to be marching into Paris triumphantly in a matter of months. Those fantasies are destroyed when they face the brutality of trench warfare. Throughout much of the war, both sides suffered horrendous losses taking and then losing the same pieces of ground over and over again with the battle lines never advancing very far in either direction.

At one point, the film skips forward in time two years to the point where Germany has effectively lost the war. They are trying to sue for peace and stop the carnage. The Kaiser has abdicated and a provisional government is attempting to end the war. The allies, led by France, will accept nothing less than total surrender. We see them refuse to agree to a cease-fire while the final negotiations are underway.

Throughout much of the film, my impression was that it was showing me nothing I hadn’t already seen in the Oscar-nominated 2019 film “1917”. I felt that “All Quiet” didn’t give me much opportunity to get to know the characters well. Then again, perhaps part of the point was that they were meaningless cogs in a heartless war machine.

Only as the war is drawing to a close and the prospect of peace is imminent did I begin to feel anything for the characters as they reunite and begin to reflect on what life will be like when they return home. I preferred 1917 and the difference between the films is this film is completely devoid of hope. Although 1917 was a brutal depiction of a terrible war, it depicts two heroes who are on a mission to deliver a message that will save 1600 lives from walking into an ambush. In this film, there is no sense of purpose. There is no heroism except the quest to keep you and the man next to you alive and to collect dog tags from the dead to bring some closure to their families. It is a totally heartless, meaningless quest for honor and glory that can never be achieved. The ending provides a brutal exclamation point to the entire story that leaves you drained. Your only relief is that the film is over, the real war was over a century ago, and you are left with the sad knowledge that the so-called “war to end all wars” did no such thing.

It has received 9 Oscar nominations including cinematography, makeup and hair, production design, visual effects, adapted screenplay, score, and sound as well as a Golden Globe nomination for foreign film. The special effects, stunts, and production values are amazing given its budget of about $1.2 million. Its estimated worldwide gross was just over $3 million. I think it would highlight the irony of the words “all quiet” in the title if it were to receive the Oscar for sound.

While it is probably worthy of all of those nominations, I cannot recommend the film on any basis. Go watch “1917” instead.

Finally this week, we come to the film “Triangle of Sadness”. It’s another film with a big statement to make. This is an exploration of the gap between the haves and the have-nots.
Our main characters are Carl, a young attractive male model played by Harris Dickinson, and his girlfriend Yaya, a model and Instagram influencer played by Charlbi Dean. Tragically, in real life, Dean died of a lung infection shortly after filming. Her condition was reported to be complicated by the loss of her spleen in a previous auto accident.

During an early scene, Carl is at a modeling audition and the casting director tells him, “relax your triangle of sadness – the area above your nose and between your eyebrows.” We have to conclude, however, that there is a double meaning to the title. The film is divided into three distinct parts each of which could be described as constituting a triangle of sadness.

Part 1 is titled “Carl and Yaya” which focuses entirely on their relationship. They could be described as a “friends with benefits” situation although Carl tries to convince her that there is something more between them. At dinner, they engage in a ridiculous debate over who should pay for the meal. He ends up paying even though female models make three times as much as their male counterparts. While we get some wider insights into the fashion and Instagram influencer business, and we know that we are getting to know the major characters in a way that is presumably going to pay off down the road, in my opinion, the first third of the movie is completely pointless. Everything that we gain from this exercise could be learned in a five-minute scene. We get the impression that this is going to be all about the fashion industry. Yet by the end of their segment, that theme pretty much disappears. All we have done is establish that this is a couple of self-absorbed young people riding the benefits of their fame.

In discussing the film online with someone who liked it, I asked what they thought of this first third which I found pointless. They said I should view the film as three short stories loosely connected rather than a continuous piece. I suppose as a standalone vignette it isn’t that bad but it seems seriously disconnected from the rest of the film even though the characters appear in the other two segments.

Part 2 is titled “The Cruise”. We find the young couple on a small cruise ship with what appears to be perhaps 50 passengers at most. They were given free tickets as part of their role as influencers. Yaya is constantly posting photos on Instagram using Carl almost as a prop to promote her brand.

Along the way, we meet a cast of strange characters. There is a Russian businessman who made a fortune selling animal manure as fertilizer. He is accompanied by his wife. Another rich businessman and his wife made their fortune selling hand grenades. There is a lone businessman whose partner did not accompany him on the cruise and he tries to pick up various women who seem to give him attention only to make fun of him. There is a woman in a wheelchair who is unable to speak because of a stroke but who is fully aware of everything around her. She is accompanied by her husband.

The cruise director Ms. Paula is seen prepping the staff for the guests by admonishing them that no matter what the guests want, the answer is always yes. Throughout the cruise, there are several instances where we see that the staff is totally at the mercy of the whims of the rich passengers. A minor complaint by Carl costs one crew member his job. Another passenger has to be placated because she believes the sails are dirty even though this is not a sailboat.

Ms. Paula also has to contend with the captain played by Woody Harrelson who is content to remain in his cabin inebriated rather than fulfill any of his duties.

At one point, the Russian’s wife insists that the staff be given an hour off to go swimming even though it will disrupt everything aboard the ship. Her rich husband threatens to purchase the boat if his wife’s demands are not met.

That night, they manage to get the captain presentable in his uniform for the captain’s dinner with the most important guests. The ship encounters rough weather and is tossed violently. Combined with the delays in food preparation because of the mandatory swimming party, nearly all of the guests get violently seasick. The extremely graphic scene depicting seasickness looks like something out of a Monty Python sketch. The situation deteriorates further when toilets begin overflowing around the ship.

Meanwhile, the socialist captain who is embarrassed by his own wealth engages in a political debate with the Russian capitalist. They get drunk, lock themselves in the captain’s office, and begin spouting political propaganda and joke announcements that the ship is sinking causing panic among the frightened passengers and overwhelmed crew. In an attempt to shut down the PA system, Ms. Paula accidentally causes a shipwide blackout only further complicating the situation.

One reviewer said that this grotesque scene resulted in more people leaving the theater in the middle of a movie than they had ever seen before. Although I found the debates between the drunken Captain and a Russian businessman entertaining and I couldn’t help laughing at all of the grotesque projectile vomiting and people slipping and sliding in sewage from overflowed toilets, I found particularly disturbing the scene of the husband frantically trying to lift his disabled wife into a wheelchair and get her life vest onto her believing that the ship really was sinking. The genuine looks of panic and despair on them and the other passengers were in no way funny.

The next morning, the ship is attacked by pirates and although we don’t see the details, there is a long shot of an explosion on the ship. We then cut to Part 3 “The Island”.

Only seven passengers and crew wash up on the beach of an island in inflatable life rafts. They are Carl, Yaya, the Russian, the lonely businessman, the paralyzed woman, the cruise director, and a man who claims to be part of the engine room crew but is likely one of the pirate hijackers. The next morning a large enclosed lifeboat washes up on shore containing a fortysomething-year-old Asian woman named Abigail whose job aboard the yacht was to clean toilets.

She is now in charge of the enclosed lifeboat containing a cache of supplies. She is able to catch an octopus, clean it, start a fire, and prepare a meal. In the most memorable scene of the film, she divides food giving herself half of it and forcing the other seven castaways to split the other half. Ms. Paula tries to remind her they are both employees of a shipping company and responsible for the safety of the survivors. “You work for me. You clean toilets,” she tells Abigail. Abigail responds in broken English, “Where is yacht? We not on yacht. On yacht, I clean toilets. Here I am captain.” She then insists each of the survivors acknowledge her as captain and when they do, she tosses them a morsel of food in the way you would give a treat to an obedient dog.

From this point forward, we get a serious reflection on the way arrogant rich people treat underlings as their roles are now brutally reversed. Abigail establishes a dictatorial matriarchy in which she bends all of the survivors to her will.

Dolly De Leon who plays Abigail did not receive any Oscar nomination however she has received numerous other supporting actress nominations for the role including BAFTA and Golden Globe nominations. She is the first Filipino actor to be nominated for a Golden Globe and I believe it is much deserved. I would’ve rather seen her get a Supporting Actress Oscar nomination than Jamie Lee Curtis this year.

In addition to the Best Picture nomination, Ruben Östlund was also nominated for directing and his original screenplay. It was nominated for Golden Globe Best Comedy or Musical and was honored with the prestigious Palme d’Or at the 2022 Cannes Film Festival. I found it ironic that a film that mocks and ridicules the elite rich would win the top prize at Cannes which is attended by the upper crust of high society.

With an estimated budget of just over $10 million and a worldwide gross of over $23 million, it is a good success. It is still available in theaters or for purchase or rent as a digital download from Amazon.

With a run time of over 2 hours and 20 minutes, it is way too long. As previously stated, the first section seemed pointless and superfluous to me. The in-depth look at Caarl and Yaya seems to be a big waste of time and could cause one to lose interest completely before we get to the meat of the story. I liked it a little better than “Everything Everywhere All at Once” that I reviewed last week, but like that film, it seemed to me that we had to wait a long time for a payoff at the end of the movie. And speaking of the ending, it is decidedly ambiguous and I found it as unsatisfying as the end of “Banshees”.

I’m all in favor of there being a point to a film. Having an agenda or a message does not mean you cannot have an entertaining film. Unfortunately, like the metaphor of “Banshees” and the antiwar sentiments of “All Quiet” this film’s commentary on the social and economic divides between the filthy rich and ordinary people doesn’t offer much beyond its poorly executed message.

Despite memorable moments, overall I didn’t care for it. I recommend that you wait for streaming or cable and skip the first section completely and fast-forward through anything else that bores you. Meanwhile, if you want a film that is a commentary about the arrogant rich and has shocking surprises, I recommend “The Menu” currently available on HBO and HBOMax. Although it did not receive any Oscar nominations, it has earned many other nominations including Golden Globe nominations for lead actors Ralph Fiennes and Anya Taylor-Joy.

That’s just my opinion… I could be wrong.

In our next episode, we will conclude our look at Oscar-nominated films with three amazing films that I believe are perhaps the most Oscar-worthy of the bunch this year. Note that new episodes of this podcast usually premier at midnight Monday mornings, however, the Oscars will be presented Sunday night before that. So the public release of this next episode will be moved up to Sunday morning March 12 prior to the Oscar ceremony.

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Episode #8 “Oscar Embraces Blockbusters” (1st of a 3-part series)

When I began the podcast, I mentioned that one of the topics I was going to cover was entertainment. This week we began a three-part series where I review all 10 films nominated for Best Picture Oscars. We will cover 4 films this week and three films each of the next two weeks. We start with “Avatar: Way of the Water”, “Top Gun: Maverick”, “Elvis”, and “Everything Everywhere All at Once”.

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Hello, this is Chris Young, and welcome to a special episode of Contemplating Life – Oscar Edition.

When I started this podcast, I said I would cover various topics, including entertainment. I’m a huge movie fan and I am very much addicted to television. This is very much in line with the overall theme of the podcast. The silver screen not only reflects the image from the projector, but it is also a mirror that we hold up to ourselves as we reflect on the human condition, human emotions, and the issues that shape our lives. Entertainment media is another way of Contemplating Life.

Today I’m going to begin a three-part series where I give you my thoughts on all 10 of the films nominated for Best Picture Oscar which will be presented Sunday March 12, and shown on ABC. I will also throw in my comments about any acting or other awards for these films. I will probably not get into anything nominations for films that are not among these 10 Best Picture candidates. I will also mention Golden Globe nominations and winners which were already presented on January 10th and can be replayed on Peacock TV. I will also mention nominations for the upcoming Screen Actors Guild or SAG awards Which can be seen on February 26 on Netflix’s YouTube channel for free with no Netflix subscription required.

There will be minor spoilers, especially on the films I didn’t enjoy. I hate to spoil but I want to explain what I didn’t like about them.

In times past, Oscar seemed to focus on small independent prestigious films bypassing most highly popular films. But beginning in 2009, they expanded the Best Picture category from 5 to as many as 10 films giving the opportunity to recognize a broader range of films including big-budget blockbusters. We will start with 4 of those highly popular movies this week and in the following two weeks, we will cover 3 movies each. Apologies that this episode is going to be a bit long.

We begin with the long-awaited “Avatar: The Way of Water”. I’m going to be honest upfront that I will not be very objective about this film. I am a huge fan of CGI effects. Years ago I co-authored a book about computer graphics. And ever since I got one of those little toy View-Master 3D devices for Christmas when I was about 7 or 8 years old, I have been addicted to 3D.

I saw the original “Avatar” in theaters at least 6 times in IMAX 3D including when it was re-released a few months ago in anticipation of the sequel. I’ve also seen the original several times on Blu-ray including 3D Blu-ray on my 3D TV. I didn’t care that people dubbed it a remake of “Dances with Wolves” in outer space because I never saw that film. And so what if it wasn’t the most original plot? James Cameron has always been known for ripping off other people’s work. The original “Avatar” was clearly the most visually stunning film of my lifetime. Like most fans, I anxiously awaited for 13 years to revisit the alien moon, Pandora.

In one sentence… It was worth the wait.

Once again we become totally immersed in this alien world. Even someone like me who deeply appreciates the technical achievement found himself forgetting that these were CGI characters.
Initially, I was worried that the reviews I read of Avatar 2 talked about how spectacularly beautiful it was but they didn’t say much about the characters or the story. I was pleasantly surprised that from a storytelling point of view, this also exceeded the original.

In this film, set 16 years after the original, we confirm that Jake has successfully left behind his human body and full-time occupies the body of a native Na’vi without the need for technological assistance. He is now the chief of the Omatikaya tribe. He is married to Neytiri and they now have 4 children. Jamie Flatters plays Neteyam, their son age 16. Britain Dalton plays 14-year-old son Lo’ak who struggles to compete for his father’s approval in the shadow of his more accomplished older brother. Their youngest child an eight-year-old daughter named Tuktirey nicknamed “Tuk” is played by Trinity Jo-Li Bliss. She brings an infectious childhood enthusiasm to the story that has been absent previously. Her CGI image is quite adorable as are the renderings of various Na’vi infants we see in the film.

They also have a 14-year-old adopted Na’vi daughter Kiri who is the offspring of the avatar body of Dr. Grace Augustine, Sigourney Weaver’s character from the original film. Even though Dr. Grace’s human body dies at the end of the original movie, apparently her avatar body was pregnant. It’s a mystery who the father is. Teenager Kiri is also played by Sigourney Weaver through the magic of performance capture and CGI. The family is also accompanied by a teenage boy called Spider played by Jack Champion, a human child who was abandoned when humans were exiled from Pandora.

Their idyllic family life is interrupted when the humans return. Among the humans returning is their old nemesis the vicious hard-nosed Marine Colonel Miles Quartich who died in the first film. His consciousness and memories were downloaded into a backup prior to his death and then uploaded into an avatar body. Many of his squad of badass Marines who were also killed are similarly resurrected as Na’vi. Now that they have powerful alien bodies they are even more dangerous and are hell-bent on chasing down Jake and his family to get revenge.

Jake and his family are forced to flee to a different tribe of Na’vi called the Metkayina who live in and around the water. This refugee family has to try to assimilate into the new community and learn the way of the water. We get memorable performances from Sam Worthington as Jake, Zoe Saldana as Neytiri, and Stephen Lang as Quartich. The Metkayina are led by chief Tonowari played by Cliff Curtis and his wife Ronla played by Kate Winslet. Winslet is unrecognizable in CGI form and brings nothing interesting to the screen. Everyone who was anticipating the Titanic reunion between her and Director James Cameron will be disappointed. Reports are that her character will play a more significant part in promised sequels.

The film must be seen in 3D to be fully appreciated and IMAX 3D is worth the premium price. Don’t wait for this to come to Blu-ray or streaming. It needs to be seen in a theater on a big screen with full digital surround sound. As soon as an opportunity presents itself, I will be going back to see it again in IMAX 3D. If I was voting in the Academy it would get my vote but then again I admit my biases.

It is also nominated for Visual Effects which it had better when hands down, Sound which it should do well although it has competition, and Production Design which blows away the competition. It should be noted that none of the nominations were in acting categories and that’s probably proper. I might have nominated Stephen Lang for Supporting Actor however I doubt we will see any performance capture character get nominated for a major award anytime soon. Andy Serkis has earned nominations and wins of lesser awards for his performance capture performances in the “Lord of the Rings” and “Planet of the Apes” franchises but never an Oscar.

Avatar 2 also received Golden Globe nominations for Best Picture – Drama and director James Cameron but did not win.

As a fan of big-budget sci-fi films, it’s heartening to see the Academy recognize a blockbuster after decades of only recognizing small artsy films that only saw a limited audience. With the budget reported to be $350 million and a worldwide gross of $2.1 billion so far, the Academy is finally recognizing popular films of quality. While movies educate, inspire, and move us to think deeply beyond our own experiences, ultimately they have to work as entertainment as well. Films like Avatar 2 and Top Gun 2 give us popcorn-chewing action while telling compelling stories with memorable characters and they deserve recognition as well.

While we are discussing long-awaited sequels with big budgets and massive box office numbers, we should turn briefly to “Top Gun: Maverick”. It’s been 36 years since we took to the skies with Tom Cruise as Captain Pete “Maverick” Mitchell. With an estimated budget of $170 million and a worldwide gross of over $1.4 billion, the Academy is again demonstrating it is no longer afraid to nominate action blockbusters.

When we last left Maverick, he was planning to become an instructor at Top Gun however we learn that only lasted two months. At the start of the film, he is a test pilot of a Mach 10-rated hypersonic aircraft. Naturally, he pushes it to Mach 10.2 and destroys the aircraft.

He then is tapped to train a group of elite Top Gun graduates for a special mission to destroy a rogue nation’s uranium enrichment plant before it goes online. Among the candidates for this extremely dangerous mission is Lt. Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw played by Miles Teller. Rooster is the son of Maverick’s former partner “Goose” who was killed in an accident in the first film. Rooster doesn’t blame Maverick so much for the death of his father as for the way that Maverick has thwarted his career as he tried to follow in his father’s footsteps.

Jennifer Conway plays bar owner Penny Benjamin who serves as the new love interest in the story. While there is a minor amount of chemistry between her and Cruise, it is nowhere near the level of passion we saw between him and Kelly McGillis in the original film. McGillis is mostly retired from acting and although she has played distinguished characters late in life, she no longer has the sex appeal she had as a young woman.

The film is pretty much a wall-to-wall fan service for fans of the original. It delivers lots of action and machismo that we expect from a Top Gun film. We are not at all surprised when Maverick clashes with the brass and gets in deep trouble that costs him his assignment nor are we surprised when he regains the job, proves that the impossible is possible, and saves the day.

We get a memorable brief appearance by Val Kilmer who reprises his role as Tom “Iceman” Kazansky now risen to the rank of admiral. We learn that he has spent years fighting to keep Maverick flying in spite of his usual antics. In real life, Kilmer has been battling throat cancer for many years and can barely speak. His condition is written into the story as his character struggles with the same condition.

At age 60, Cruise can still flash his signature charismatic boyish grin and has no difficulty re-creating the bravado of the character he created over 30 years ago. Teller’s portrayal of Rooster’s animosity towards Maverick comes across as completely credible without being at all cliché. Speaking of Teller, you should also check out his performance in the recent miniseries “The Offer” where he portrays movie producer Albert S. Ruddy recounting his experiences producing “The Godfather”. The 10-episode miniseries on Paramount+ is well worth your time.

While it was nice to revisit this franchise after all these years and I found this experience completely enjoyable and satisfying as a fan of the original, there is nothing new here. I’m glad it was recognized but overall I’m not sure it really deserves its Best Picture nomination. It also earned nominations for Film Editing, Sound, and Visual Effects all of which are worthy of the nomination but none of which are likely to win. Speaking of visual effects, it should be noted that there is minimal use of CGI and green screen in this film. When we see the actors in the cockpit of their aircraft, we are seeing them really flying in the backseat of actual fighter jets. The cast had to undergo special training to endure the G-forces involved. The nominated closing song written by Lady Gaga and BloodPop is nothing special. The song also received a Golden Globe nomination but didn’t win. I may have more to say about Oscar-nominated songs in a later episode. I don’t believe the Adapted Screenplay deserved its nomination.

“Top Gun: Maverick” is still in theaters and available for streaming on Paramount+ and MGM+.

Moving on to “Elvis”. With an estimated budget of $85 million and a worldwide gross of $187 million, it’s not in the same category as Avatar or Top Gun but it still a big hit. I am a fan of director Baz Luhrmann and when I heard he was taking on a biopic about Elvis I was immediately intrigued. And what’s not to like about Tom Hanks who has only made 2 bad movies in his entire career? I heard Hanks interviewed before the movie was released and he described it as “The most Baz Luhrmanny movie Baz Luhrmann ever made.”

I have a strange affection for Luhrmann‘s 1996 “Romeo + Juliet” starring Leonardo DiCaprio and which caused me to fall in love with young Claire Danes. His 2001 “Moulin Rouge” is a guilty pleasure that I enjoy very much despite Ewan McGregor’s horrific singing voice. Finally, “The Great Gatsby” from 2013 had his signature surreal twists that gave me a new appreciation for the classic story.

I was pleasantly surprised that “Elvis”, while it had some surreal Baz Luhrmanny moments, was not as over-the-top as some of his other work. The film does a wonderful job of explaining the roots of Elvis’ musical influences in jazz and gospel having grown up in a black neighborhood. In a world where Elvis impersonators are a dime a dozen (if that much), Austin Butler does a phenomenal job embodying the character without ever becoming a cheesy imitation. He much deserves his nomination. He won the Golden Globe in the drama category and earned a SAG nomination for the performance. The film was nominated for a Globe but did not win.

Much of the story revolves around Elvis’ manager and promoter Colonel Tom Parker brilliantly portrayed by Tom Hanks. The self-proclaimed Colonel was a huckster and a con man who was responsible for much of Elvis’ success but who manipulated and exploited him mercilessly. Many have claimed that Hanks was snubbed by not getting nominated. However, despite heavy layers of makeup effects and a consistent foreign accent, one could not forget that they were watching Tom Hanks. Hanks delivers a memorable character that could have been nominated but I understand why it wasn’t.

Were it not facing stiff competition, this could easily be the Best Picture winner in a different year. With a total of 8 nominations including Cinematography, Costume, Film Editing, Makeup and Hair, Production Design, and Sound it could come away with multiple trophies deservedly. Let’s call it my third favorite in the Best Picture category.

Given my fandom of the sci-fi/fantasy genre, I was very excited to see all of the accolades for “Everything Everywhere All at Once.” The film received 11 Oscar nominations – the most of any film this year. It also has won 261 awards out of 392 nominations including a best actress Golden Globe for Michelle Yeoh. While not exactly a blockbuster, with an estimated budget of $25 million and a worldwide gross of over $105 million, it was a huge hit. With all of this high praise, I was really anxious to see it. The idea that a sci-fi/fantasy genre film was the odds-on favorite to win multiple major category Oscars really excited me. I was also excited to see a supporting actress nomination for Jamie Lee Curtis.

Although I’ve seen Michelle Yeoh in a number of films dating back to “Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon” in 2000, I didn’t really become a fan until she appeared in the Paramount+ series “Star Trek: Discovery” where she played two different versions of the same character from different parallel universes. In “Everything Everywhere All at Once” she dives headlong into the multiverse portraying multiple versions of the same person.

When I finally was able to see the film I could not have been more disappointed. While I appreciate that it is intended to be a kind of slapstick comedy farce, I found it to be so ridiculous, so difficult to follow, and so pointless that I nearly gave up on watching it multiple times.

While Jamie Lee Curtis plays a mildly entertaining somewhat memorable quirky character, my initial reaction to her performance was that it was nowhere near as memorable as some of her other roles such as her Golden Globe-winning performance in “True Lies” or her nominated performances in the “Halloween” franchise as well as “A Fish Called Wanda”. I wonder if the nomination was simply recognizing her body of work and/or if she just got swept up in the mania over this film. She was nominated for a Golden Globe for this film.

While Michelle Yeoh’s handling of this mixed-up messy story is memorable and deserves the nomination, I never could get into the spirit of the film.

Yeoh plays Evelyn Wang, the owner of a laundromat that is deep in trouble with the IRS. Curtis plays the IRS agent auditing her. On the way to her tax audit, her husband and business partner Waymond suddenly changes his personality. We eventually discover that he is being possessed by an alternate version of himself from a parallel universe known as the Alpha universe. He reveals that an evil force is trying to destroy his universe and all parallel universes. He is convinced that Evelyn is the key to saving the multiverse. Waymond is played by Ke Huy Quan who you may recall from his childhood appearances as Short Round in “Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom” and as Data in “The Goonies”. His performance is quite memorable and definitely worth the nomination.

Evelyn quickly begins to learn the method of jumping between parallel universes which allows her to pick up skills from different versions of herself in a way not unlike how characters in “The Matrix” are able to download new skills into their brain. As we jump between parallel universes, we get to see multiple versions of her character that are way more successful and apparently happier than the milquetoast mundane existence she is currently living.

We establish that in this universe her marriage is in trouble and we see how different choices she might have made lead to vastly different outcomes for the couple either together or apart. She also has a somewhat strained relationship with her lesbian daughter Joy who is played by Stephanie Hsu who also received a Supporting Actress nomination. With her and Jamie Lee Curtis both being nominated for the same category from the same film, fans of the film will split their vote probably ruining chances for either of them although my guess is Hsu has a better chance of winning.

While much of it is slapstick comedy mixed with kung-fu action that is not meant to be taken seriously (for example in one universe everyone has hot dogs for fingers) after a while the stunts become boring or unintelligible through sensory overload and the comedy just isn’t that funny.

If you really like comedic farce laced with phenomenal action sequences I would rather recommend Netflix’s “Bullet Train” starring Brad Pitt than this film. The plot is much more cleverly crafted, the comedy is better, and the action is just as enjoyable.

While I think Michelle Yeoh, Ke Huy Quan, and Stephanie Hsu probably deserve their nominations, I cannot recommend the film itself. With its massive momentum from all the other nominations and wins from other organizations, this film is probably the odds-on favorite to win but I for one will be disappointed if it does. Yeoh won Best Actress in a Comedy or Musical Golden Globe and Ke Huy Quan won the Supporting Actor Golden Globe. The ensemble cast has earned a SAG nomination as well as individual SAG nominations for Yeoh, Quan, Hsu, and Curtis.

It’s hard to describe what happens next without getting into spoilers so I apologize for doing so. In the upcoming spoiler, I will explain some of what redeems this mess of a film. If you don’t want to be spoiled, go ahead and stop this podcast and come back next week for reviews of more Oscar-nominated films.

Okay, you were warned. Here’s “what’s really going on” in this film. It turns out that the evil force she is battling is a parallel universe version of her daughter Joy.

Only in the final 15 minutes of the film do we get poignant moments between mother-daughter and husband-wife in which we come to realize that the entire battle that has been going on is really a battle to salvage their relationships. It seems to me like we went through a lot of crap just to get 15 minutes worth of quality acting, storytelling, and memorable moments. At the beginning of the film, we don’t really feel that the mother-daughter relationship was that broken. In the alternate universe, Joy turns evil because she is so disillusioned with her life. Yet we don’t see that same level of disillusionment in the Joy character from our universe. Only in the final scene when Evelyn asked her about her dissatisfaction with her life do we sense that dissatisfaction. It’s almost like Joy didn’t realize how miserable she was until her mother pointed it out to her at that moment. So the climax in which that relationship is finally healed doesn’t pay off. The healing of the husband-wife relationship is not emphasized even though it was set up better to begin with and we feel better about mending that relationship than we do the mother-daughter relationship.

Perhaps others saw something in the film that I did not or they gave more weight to the final 15 minutes of quality performances and poignant themes than did I. Perhaps the critics and Academy voters were willing to overlook the flaws in the payoff that I just described.

That’s just my opinion… I could be wrong. We will see what happens on Oscar night.

As always, I welcome your comments.

In our next episode, we will talk about 3 Oscar-nominated films that are more in line with what we traditionally expect from the Academy Awards. Although they contain quality performances, I had specific problems with all three of them. Don’t worry – in our third episode in the series I will cover the final three Best Picture nominees and films and I loved all of them. They are what quality filmmaking is all about.

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