Set in Boston, The Practice centers on a firm of passionate attorneys to whom every case is important and every client worth a fight to the end. Pursuing justice, however, sometimes means crossing the line…
o June 12th
o 559 Minutes
o English, Spanish, & French: Dolby Surround 2.0
o Full Screen: 1.33:1
o 4 DVDs
o SRP: $39.98
A Fish Called Wanda is, I think, one of my favorite movies.
Anyways, so I’ve been working Sunday nights at the Indy. It’s usually pretty slow, and Mark generally manages that shift, and he’s generally a pretty laid-back fellow. Long story short, Gary’s pretty casual about our entertainment — there’s a radio, also a television, although only Robin generally uses the TV (he loves watching Cops Saturday nights). Last July, Gary brought in an old DVD player so we wouldn’t all be bored out of our minds on the Fourth. He never took it home, and a week from last Sunday, Mark asked me to bring in a movie for next week.
So, my criteria for last Sunday was a movie that didn’t have to be continuously studied to be appreciated, something that could be viewed for a moment or two between making food and running in and out of the door. I decided to bring in A Fish Called Wanda. Good choice, don’t you think? I didn’t think it would be as controversal as it turned out to be.
There were three other people besides myself working that night: Mark, Gary the Driver, and Merv. None of them had ever seen this movie. My response on learning this?
How the fuck do you go through life never seeing A Fish Called Wanda?
Anyway, so it was time for their movie education. Except, of course, the damn DVD player didn’t want to work. I could get to the menu, but pressing play would only take me back to the menu screen. The rest of the guys were all like “Oh, fuck this shit, let’s watch NASCAAR!” but I wouldn’t give up until I was able to, somehow, access the root menu and get the movie started.
Of course, then it got busy, so no one actually had the opportunity to watch the movie, although Mark did tell me he enjoyed what he’d seen of it. Well, he damn well better have, it’s a fricking classic!
I just got a nice letter in the mail from my leasing company taking me to task for my vulgar language when I wrote the e-mail (that got noticed) about the fucking dog.
I’m tempted to shoot them back a letter telling them that if they’d bothered to respond to my complaints in the months I was making them before I got “vulgar”, I wouldn’t have had to get vulgar in the first place. Whatever, I’d like for them to renew my lease so I think I’ll be a bit more diplomatic about it.
I remember being excited when information about the fifth Star Trek series began filtering through the internet. This would’ve been in late 2000 or early 2001, I suppose. Unlike the previous three series — The Next Generation, Deep Space Nine, and Voyager — this would be the first Star Trek television show since 1987 not to be set in the 24th Century, but, rather, two hundred years prior.