by Ben Joravsky
Got a ways to go, as so far I've only seen one—Bridesmaids. Though in my defense, I've seen it three times.
I love you, Kristen Wiig!
Anyway, if the past is any indication, it could be awhile before I make it through J.R.'s list—I'm always a little behind on my movies. Mostly 'cause I keep watching the same ones over and over. As a matter of fact, my favorite movie of last year was Jackie Brown. Which, as all of you know, came out in 1997.
I really, really love Pam Grier!
In fact, just a few weeks ago, I finally got around to seeing Nixon, Oliver Stone's biopic about our 37th president.
I meant to see it when it came out in 1995, but I was doing something else. Probably re-watching Chinatown.
The good news about Nixon is that it's a great flick. Go see it. Oh, wait, you probably already did.
The bad news is that it reminded me of all the wretched presidential campaigns I've lived through since Nixon left office in 1974.
Including the one in 2000 where we elected George Bush largely because a bunch of befuddled old Jewish voters in Palm Beach couldn't figure out the ballot and wound up voting for a borderline anti-Semite.
Well that and the fact that the Republican faction of the U.S. Supreme Court basically stole it by cutting off the Florida recount. (I'm still not over it, Justice Scalia—though it is vaguely reassuring to know that there's a judicial body even more biased than our very own Chicago Board of Election Commissioners.)
The country sort of made up for that election by electing a Democrat in 2008, but largely because the Republican ticket was so embarrassingly bad that even a lot of Republicans couldn't vote for it—including Nixon's own daughter.
At which point thousands of Republicans patted themselves on the back for being so virtuous as to live in a country that elected a black man president. Even though they had nothing to do with his election and, in fact, bitterly opposed it. Just as they have bitterly opposed his every working hour in office.
Which sort of reminds me of how Republicans brag about how open-minded they are for living in a country great enough to allow black people to vote. Speaking of things that Republicans bitterly opposed.
You know, now that I think about it—it seems that many of the things that make our country great are things that Republicans bitterly opposed—even though many of them were Democrats when they did the opposing.
Not that Republicans are bigots. Oh, my God, I would never,ever say that!
As a sign of their tolerance for black people, Republicans voters went so far as to briefly toy with the notion of voting for Herman Cain.
Heavy emphasis on the word briefly.
But back to Nixon. The movie revived memories of my first presidential election back in 1976. That's the one where America's enlightened electorate defeated Gerald Ford, the Republican incumbent, largely on the grounds that he had pardoned Nixon for any and all of his Watergate crimes, which the electorate pretty much knew he was committing when they overwhelmingly elected him in 1972.
Don't blame me for that election—I was too young to vote.
The whole thing reminds me of Chicago's enlightened electorate, who passionately cheer Mayor Emanuel for promising to undo all the stupid stuff done by Mayor Daley. Who would be the same Mayor Daley that all those Rahm-cheering Chicagoans voted for year after year after year, while he was doing the stupid stuff.
As I always say—as Chicago, so goes the nation.
Or something like that.
Anyway, enough chatter about politics. Got to get to the video store to rent Terri, which is number four on J.R.'s list.
I meant to watch it when it came out last year, but I was busy re-watching Cotton Comes to Harlem.
Happy movie watching, everybody!
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