Review of Paris Can Wait

After viewing the trailer for Paris Can Wait, I thought it looked like a fun, comedic, road movie that might offer some sophistication to an otherwise banal genre of movie themes. What could be better than cruising the French countryside in a classic Peugeot convertible with a beautiful woman?

Paris Can Wait disappointed on absolutely every possible level.

The dialog is incredibly weak and painful to hear, consisting of trite conversation with simplistic questions one would never ask another person if you actually were interested in them or even respected them.

The endless rambling of the French gentleman, who really comes off as nothing more than a cheesy philanderer intent on bedding the wife of his boss by drowning her in an endless sea of food, distraction, and banal complements.  Any woman with an ounce of self-respect would have shut him down immediately and jumped on the train to Paris. He’s an aging, self-important, predatory creep with far too little charisma to make one suffer his presence.

Alec Baldwin literally phones in one of his worst performances to date, and he does have a long list to beat. It’s like he showed up drunk and hung over to the shoots,  just slurred his lines in one take, grabbed the paycheck, and then flew off.

Eleanor Coppola, who wrote and directed this abysmal movie, saved her worst work for the ending, which was absolutely insulting to watch. In the scene, Diane Lane receives a cliché box of chocolates from our sleazy, French Lothario, along with a personal note that he will continue to dog her all the way to California, and her response is to bite a chocolate and wink at the camera. When they sat around wondering how they should end the movie, you know that the last two words from them were, “fuck it.”

It’s a perfectly horrible ending to a perfectly horrible movie.

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Has the Michigan Department of Education Lost its Mind?

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In case there is any question of just how mentally ill our teachers and education administrators have become, the answer just came flying out of Michigan.

If you can believe this, the state board of education has just passed down “guidance” that would put all decision making of name, sex, pronouns, and bathroom choice in the hands of the child.

So, the wisdom of a child with a brain operating at about 10% of its adult operating capacity, can now make decisions that will adversely affect him, her or it for the rest of his/her/its life. Not only that, it will have a large effect on classmates, teachers and family members.

Shockingly, the College of Pediatricians has publicly come out against this concept, stating quite strongly, “A person’s belief that he or she is something they are not is, at best, a sign of confused thinking. When an otherwise healthy biological boy believes he is a girl, or an otherwise healthy biological girl believes she is a boy, an objective psychological problem exists that lies in the mind not the body, and it should be treated as such. These children suffer from gender dysphoria. Gender dysphoria (GD), formerly listed as Gender Identity Disorder (GID), is a recognized mental disorder in the most recent edition of the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of the American Psychiatric Association (DSM-V).5 The psychodynamic and social learning theories of GD/GID have never been disproved.2,4,5

Even the pediatricians, who are also a very liberal group, have come out with cautionary words for those who have far too much of our children’s future in their hands. The leftist lunacy of embracing mental illness and mainstreaming it is having an incredibly disruptive effect on our country and needs to stop.

 

Of Course I’m an Islamaphobe

Islamaphobes

Politicians and the media are quick to label anyone an Islamaphobe in their vain attempts to slander those that might actually think that Islam has become a threat to civilization, but using that term only shows what slimy, vile people these apologists truly are.

All of these terrorist attacks that we’ve been enduring over the last 40 years couldn’t possibly have anything to do with a religion that declares the death sentence on all non-believers. You’d have to be an Islamaphobe to connect those dots.

Islam is anti-gay, anti-free speech, anti-Semitic, racist, misogynistic, pedophilic, insanely violent and against pretty much everything else that a sane, civilized person believes in, so to oppose it would be a perfectly rational response. Everyone should fear a group that would strap a bomb on a 10 year old girl, send her in to a crowded market and remotely detonate the bomb. Not fearing such dangerous lunatics is insane. Oh, but not for the cowardly, wormlike leaders of the west, who are crawling all over each other to make excuses for the terrorists and embrace them in to their communities.

If you’ve got an IQ on the north side of 50, then you should proudly label yourself an Islamaphobe, because not fearing an entity that has a prime directive to kill you, end civilization and return the world to the 12th century, is simply ignorant and quite possibly a sign of mental illness.