Thursday, June 19, 2008

Nine Eleven


People really seem to love Nine Eleven. In 2001, a bunch of Americans got a reason to hate foreigners and feel patriotic when a city they'd never visited but saw a lot on TV and at the picture show got attacked. Everyone likes to talk about nine eleven and have opinions about nine eleven and I cannot even believe there have already been like 75 movies about nine eleven. It's like some asshole from another time zone sat in his window overlooking the promedade and immediately started writing a screenplay as soon as he saw smoke. When I tell people in the south (and other non-NY places; I don't want to pin this all on one region) where I'm from, the revelation is often followed up with some nine eleven question or comment, like nine eleven was a big game that the home team lost back in '77 or something. Asking people from New York about nine eleven is like asking them, "Hey, how 'bout that friend of yours that was killed horribly?" I am not interested in anyone's patriotism, in their pity, or their opinions. It wasn't a hit Broadway show, it's not Cats or The Phantom of the Opera, it was a thing that really happened and if you're reminiscing about it over some hot buttered popcorn with Nicolas Cage five years after the fact, then this country's got bigger problems than we think.

RATING: zero