A young friend of a young friend has cancer. The diagnosis isn't complete, but the docs have already discovered a tumor on his spine, which suggests bone lymphoma or bone cancer. He's undergoing emergency radiation treatments to halt the spread of the malignancy because he's in imminent danger of a collapsed spine, which would paralyze him for life even if the cancer goes into remission.
This Native-American family has already lost one son to the Iraq war. Another child -- because I can't help but think of someone I've known since the age of 14 as anything but a child -- recently joined the service.
They have no health insurance.
Hasn't this family given enough, sacrificed enough? Can anyone explain to me why they should have to pay a dime for treatment? Can anyone explain to me why they should have to go through the humiliating process of applying for assistance? Why a Gold Star Mother -- or any mother, for that matter -- should have to tell one paper pusher after another that she couldn't afford insurance, much less the cost of treatment, and can you please help? Why the family should be forced to rely in part on well-meaning fundraisers that won't make a dent in the costs?
Last November, I fell and broke my wrist. The combined pre-insurance charge of the ER, day surgery, follow-up appointments, and hand therapy exceeded $20,000.00. For a common childhood injury. Any guesses as to what a full-court press treatment of bone lymphoma will cost?
And yet there are people who will tell you that keeping the government out of health care is worth the cost this family is paying, that a young man's collapsed spine is a small price to pay for preventing a certain class of people from forming a dependency on the nanny state.
I'm going to guess that said people have never actually been faced with paying such a cost themselves. I'm going to guess that if they ever were, many would be bitter and angry. Which this family is not. They're stoic beyond imagination.
But, you see, there's a this huge danger to the country of families like this becoming dependent on...what? The country that they've already given one life to? The country that another family member has signed up to serve even though this person is all too aware of the sacrifice that may be asked? The country that they patriotically serve despite its -- to put it delicately -- problematic history with their forebears? You tell me, because I'm having a hard time seeing a danger here...
Citizen K. has refrained from commenting on the ongoing Israel-Palestine tragedy because he doesn't know enough about the convoluted history and politics of that dispute to support an inclination to believe in a two-state solution. In this lengthy but fascinating lecture -- which you can watch or read -- John J. Mearsheimer, R. Wendell Harrison Distinguished Service Professor of Political Science and co-director of the Program on International Security Policy at the University of Chicago, explains that, while a two-state solution may be preferred, Israeli policy will produce exactly what it does not want: A single bi-national democracy dominated by Palestinians. Professor Mearsheimer projects that this will happen only after a period of Israeli policy drift to an official and obvious apartheid that will lose the crucial support of American Jews. In a fascinating aside, he predicts that the internet will play a positive role, and makes specific recommendations for Palestinians to accelerate the process. Highly recommended (thanks, Josh and Sarah)...
British Petroleum has yet to lay out a plan for cleaning up the oil spill in the Gulf, which should come as no surprise to anyone. After all, they didn't think that an explosion could possibly happen. Anyway, why would a $240 billion dollar company invest its scarce resources into a contingency plan for an environmental catastrophe? I mean, even the existence of such a plan might imply the possibility of a spill which could endanger plans for offshore drilling and...well...we wouldn't want that, would we? The legal cap on damages is $75 million, but a group of Democratic senators flatly disbelieve BP promises that it will pay the costs of cleanup want to raise the cap to $10 billion. I wonder what the Republican mantra opposing this and supporting a taxpayer bailout of BP will be? (Thanks once again to the New Orleans Ladder, which remains an amazingly current resource on the spill.)...
Watch Fox News promote the idea that the Federal Flood of NOLA was an act of God and that the oil spill may the result of an environmentalist conspiracy. How do these people say this stuff with a straight face? I suppose that we have to remember that they are actors reading a script...
He may have been born Neil Percival Kenneth Robert Ragland Young, but he'll always be "Neil" to me:
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Avatar 3D. D: James Cameron. Sam Worthington, Zoe Saldana, Sigourney Weaver, Stephen Lang. A great Disneyland ride of a movie, Avatar offers such an enchanting vision of the planet Pandora and the world of the indigenous Na'Vi that one very nearly overlooks its length and pedestrian, timeworn plot. The film's designers and art crew must have thought that they'd died and gone to heaven, as it's apparent from the outset that the producers spared no expense in nailing down every detail. Embers flutter by, glistening; insects buzz from the background to the foreground and back again; a jellyfish-like amalgam of flora and fauna presents itself from every possible angle. Meanwhile, the lush greens and blues underlie an ecological paradise that visually justifies the New Age environmentalism of the Na'Vi. It's all that much more compelling in 3D: The characters look three-dimensional, not like cutouts stacked one upon the other. Clearly, Avatar sets new standards for science fiction and fantasy movies. I can't imagine that anyone would leave Avatar feeling less than satisfied.
Having said that, it's a shame that all of this hangs on stock characters and an ancient plot line. A corporate-military consortium, presumably from the United States, arrives on Pandora with the the aim of extracting its supply of unobtainium, a precious element buried under the Na'Vi's sacred tree of life. The consortium would like to negotiate with the Na'Vi, but it has no problems bulldozing the tree and forest out of the way and subjugating the native population. Jake Sully (Worthington) undergoes a procedure in which he becomes an avatar -- a Na'Vi look alike -- with the mission of reporting back to the consortium on the Na'Vi's willingness to negotiate. He concludes that they won't, and says so despite his growing affection for the people and his infatuation with Neytiri (Saldana).
This being Hollywood, everything turns out for the best. The Na'Vi accept Tully as one of their own and he leads a successful resistance against the consortium. Unlike what has been happening to native populations since Cortez invaded Mexico with superior technology, the Na'vi repel the technologically superior consortium. Along the way, there are the usual unavoidable cliches ("Noooooo"; "Oh...My...God"; and Na'Vi war cries that resemble high school football yells). But while all of this may prevent Avatar from being a great movie, that's almost beside the point. It's a great experience that very nearly transcends its medium.
I've long resisted special effects for their own sake. One of the many things I appreciated about the Lord of the Rings cycle is that it employed its effects and computer animation in the service of a fine story. Avatar lacks LOFTR's narrative, but its presentation is impeccable, and a quantum leap over many of LOTR's effects. For possibly the first time since science fiction took to the screen, one can sense and feel what another world and its people might actually be like.
Up in the Air. D: Jason Reitman. George Clooney, Vera Farmiga, Natalie Keener, Jason Bateman. Ryan Bingham likes his life just as it is. He travels over 250 days a year and is very nearly a member of American Airlines 10,000,000 Mile Club. Sure, his job is no great shakes: He's a consultant who specializes in downsizing and travels all over the country telling people that their jobs have been eliminated. He also lives -- on the few days that he's there -- in a one-bedroom apartment in Omaha and reports to a thoroughly sleazy boss (Bateman). But, he's good at his work, beholden to no one, and enjoys first-class travel, good meals out, and fine hotels.
Then he meets the luscious Alex (Farmiga) who shares his cynical humor and whose emotional unavailability punctures his amiable facade. Moreover, recent B-school grad Anna Kendrick (Keener) joins his company and comes up with a way of firing people on-line, thus eliminating the need for travel and saving the company millions of dollars. Bingham takes Kendrick on a trip to show her the error of her ways and, in spite of himself, begins to develop some empathy for his victims. (With a few exceptions, director Reitman uses non-actors in these parts, and to great effect.) He takes time off to squire Alex to a his rural Wisconsin home for a family wedding, and improbably cures the groom of a case of cold feet. He returns to the road with Anna, where they disastrously misjudge one woman's reaction to being fired. Without revealing too much, Ryan ends the film sadder but wiser while Kendrick discovers a layer of humanity beneath a frosty surface.
It's a fine movie, both funny and oddly touching. Regardless of the part -- and he's ranged from Ryan Bingham to Bob Barnes in Syriana -- Clooney seems incapable of rendering a poor performance. Like a classic star of the Thirties and Forties, he brings a certain flair and personality to each part. But he's a modern actor, too, and just as ably inhabits an individual role, bringing it to unique life. Here, he slides into the part of Ryan like it's one of the designer suits he wears so well.
Up in the Air is an adult film without the ambitions of Avatar. Its themes of commitment and work are definitely of this planet. It evokes them with a wit, style, and insight unfortunately rare in contemporary films. So don't miss it: This might be your only chance in a while to witness these artistic values executed so well on the big screen..
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