We're about at the midway point during the Summer Olympics as I write this and every four years (and to a lesser extent, every two years when the Winter ones come around) I am not to be bothered by other issues. Only my fantasy football draft this Saturday will take me out of the house for something that isn't work, food, or sex. (To be clear, those three things are in reverse order of importance.)
But as I look at some of the movies that will be playing at local theaters this weekend, before me lies a slew of movies that may tug me away from my living room and into a darkened theater. A quick survey:
Pineapple Express
Tropic Thunder
Bottle Shock
Star Wars: The Clone Wars
The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2 (yeah, I said it)
Gonzo: The Life and Work of Dr. Hunter S. Thompson
Hancock
American Teen
The Wackness
Tell No One
And of course at the top of the list is Woody Allen's new film starring Scarlett Johansson, Penelope Cruz, and Javier Bardem, Vicky Cristina Barcelona. For a weekend in the middle of August in Orlando, this is a pretty nice lineup. Too bad it had to coincide with a two-week major international sporting event.
But while we're talking about the Olympics, I'd like to take this opportunity to publicly ask Nastia Liukin to marry me. Nastia, I know you're in Beijing right now, but please give me a call when you get back.
P.S. I just heard Dan Hicks say in a piece about why Michael Phelps is so physically gifted in the water. One of the important traits he says is his flat backside. If that's the case, why the hell don't I have 10 gold medals in swimming either?
