Saturday, January 26, 2008

Monday, January 21, 2008

So it comes down to this, the road to a perfect season for New England runs through New York. For New York a shot at a championship runs through New England. Boston and New York again squaring off for a championship. All is right in the world.

And did anyone catch those girls at the Packers game wearing bikini tops? I want to but those girls some good jackets so they can dress properly for the frozen tundra in Green Bay.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Must See Film

This evening I watched a nice film, note a film and not a movie, entitled Into Great Silence.
If you have about 3 hours to kill, I highly reccomend this film. Granted, the film could have easily just been 3 hours of the monks at the night office, but that would have been pretty dark with not much to see, but it is obvious that the night office is a centerpiece to their community.


"Nestled deep in the postcard-perfect French Alps, the Grande Chartreuse is considered one of the world’s most ascetic monasteries. In 1984, German filmmaker Philip Gröning wrote to the Carthusian order for permission to make a documentary about them. They said they would get back to him. Sixteen years later, they were ready. Gröning, sans crew or artificial lighting, lived in the monks’ quarters for six months—filming their daily prayers, tasks, rituals and rare outdoor excursions. This transcendent, closely observed film seeks to embody a monastery, rather than simply depict one—it has no score, no voiceover and no archival footage. What remains is stunningly elemental: time, space and light. One of the most mesmerizing and poetic chronicles of spirituality ever created, INTO GREAT SILENCE dissolves the border between screen and audience with a total immersion into the hush of monastic life. More meditation than documentary, it’s a rare, transformative theatrical experience for all."

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

This week I have been enjoying the CBS miniseries, Comanche Moon, the final filming in the Lonesome Dove saga.  Based on the book of the same name, Comanche Moon is the second film (timeline wise in the saga) following Dead Man's Walk and preceding the epic Lonesome Dove and the final chapter, Streets of Laredo.

Granted, it can't compare to Lonesome Dove, it is a good showing on its own.



Monday, January 07, 2008

What is the method by which a Rocket blasts off?

The answer is a controlled explosion, if you buy that kind of oxymoron.  I've kept silent on baseball's Mitchell Report.  That tome that has made us aware of some evidence, some of it strong and some of it amazingly weak, that told us some athletes in the game of baseball used performance enhancing drugs to improve their careers, increase their paydays and perhaps shatter records.

Some former Red Sox were named in the report most note worthy were Mo Vaugh, Paxton Crawford and Roger Clemens.

It is the evidence presented surrounding Roger Clemens that I find weak and bordering on absurd.  I don't think it holds up.  Yet, I must ask myself is this my mind informing me based on what I have read or is it my heart.  The heart of my childhood wanting to believe that one of my childhood heros who kind of continued as one into adulthood cheated.   

Baseball players have always captured our imagination.  Being paid large amounts of money to play a game loved by kids everywhere.   In many cases making more than the President, but as Babe Ruth once said "I had a better a year than him."

I don't think the evidence offered against Clemens is reliable as of now.  Could that change?  Sure it could become worse or it could be blown up and the Rocket could clear his name.  Innocent until PROVEN guilty.  Besides, I caught a quote from The Rocket that makes me hope that one of the games toughest players of his generation is going to the mattresses to save his reputation and he doesn't give a damn what the press has to say about it:

"Do you think I played my career because I'm worried about the damn Hall of Fame?" he told a room filled with many potential voters. "You keep your vote. I don't need the Hall of Fame to justify that I put my butt on the line and I worked my tail off, and I defy anybody to say I did it by cheating or taking any shortcuts, OK?"

That's the competitor and the attitude I loved as a kid and still love today.  Many times in life our heros let us down.  They are afterall only human, only flesh and bone like ourselves.  And maybe if anything, that's the lesson we all need to take away from this whole mess.

Saturday, January 05, 2008

EWTN has the short film "Fishers of Men" in their rotation lately.  A film made to promote vocations to the priesthood.   I saw if for the first time last night and it is very well done and a very powerful presentation.   I found it online at gloria.tv and have imbedded it below for your viewing pleasure.