Good film, boring Marxists
Feb. 11th, 2005 10:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sabotabbyArthur Miller? Oh, hell.
I went with K. and D. (don't you love this whole initial thing? I just don't want them to accidentally stumble upon my journal, as it is pretty much public knowledge, and get all pissy about me using their real names) to see this:
It's pretty much a Chavez propaganda film, so don't see it expecting "fair and balanced," but since I already harbour a massive crush on the guy, I thought it was really good. The screening was free, but we had to listen to over an hour of the most boring speeches by the Communist Party of Canada -- sorry, the Bolivarian Circle -- ever. No exaggeration. It was like Fidel's six-hour lectures without any of the charm. We amused ourselves by passing notes back and forth, just like in high school. (For those not in the know, K. is a high school friend of mine. We used to dress up like militiawomen in the Spanish Civil War. I'm not even kidding.)
When you talk for too long, this is what your audience is thinking:
There was a younger guy (who I know...not a bad sort, really) and in front of him, an aging Marxist. The old guy could have been the young guy in 30 years. I genuinely hope it was his dad.
"Hey, Rachel! Draw Fidel."
"Okay."
Got a bit carried away here.
D. is mean. He ought to be hit with things. Repeatedly.
By the way, if you think this whole post was just a pointless and lame excuse for me to mention Chavez, you're completely right.
I went with K. and D. (don't you love this whole initial thing? I just don't want them to accidentally stumble upon my journal, as it is pretty much public knowledge, and get all pissy about me using their real names) to see this:
It's pretty much a Chavez propaganda film, so don't see it expecting "fair and balanced," but since I already harbour a massive crush on the guy, I thought it was really good. The screening was free, but we had to listen to over an hour of the most boring speeches by the Communist Party of Canada -- sorry, the Bolivarian Circle -- ever. No exaggeration. It was like Fidel's six-hour lectures without any of the charm. We amused ourselves by passing notes back and forth, just like in high school. (For those not in the know, K. is a high school friend of mine. We used to dress up like militiawomen in the Spanish Civil War. I'm not even kidding.)
When you talk for too long, this is what your audience is thinking:
There was a younger guy (who I know...not a bad sort, really) and in front of him, an aging Marxist. The old guy could have been the young guy in 30 years. I genuinely hope it was his dad.
"Hey, Rachel! Draw Fidel."
"Okay."
Got a bit carried away here.
D. is mean. He ought to be hit with things. Repeatedly.
By the way, if you think this whole post was just a pointless and lame excuse for me to mention Chavez, you're completely right.
