Inglourious Basterds. Hot. Hot. Hot.

I ended up watching Inglourious Basterds after picking up Marie from Laguardia Airport. Going into the movie, the only thing I remember was that I did like a trailer for it; the one where Brad Pitt had the smug look on his face, telling his troops that they were gonna kill Nazis.

Well the movie surpassed all expectations. Quentin Tarantino is one hell of a storyteller, and even saying that, this might be his best movie yet. Once again, the characters are so fleshed out; the Nazi Colonel and the French movie theater owner were my absolute favorites. There are 5 Chapters to the movie, and each Chapter was utterly crucial. Of course, all the homages and references Tarantino makes to old movies (Dirty Dozen, Reservoir Dogs, etc.) were tasteful and did not detract one bit from the story.

It was also cool seeing Daniel Bruehl from Goodbye Lenin (amazing German movie) as one of the lead characters. And I also recognized that the bar owner in one of the scenes was a doctor in another German movie Downfall (Der Untergang). Diane Kruger, Brad Pitt, and Michael Myers performed well. And of course, B.J. Novak. You can't go wrong with B.J. Novak.

There's talk of the Nazi Colonel (Christoph Waltz) perhaps getting an academy award for his performance; I 100% agree. The Colonel's performance is mesmerizing, to put it mildly. He's cunning, resourceful, an opportunist, and evil and communicates this in 3 languages. Sooo good. Also his mannerisms are pretty amazing too.

Conclusion: Best Quentin Tarantino movie yet. Best film of the year so far. And I'm most likely going to see the movie again in the theatres. It was that awesome.

Observations about myself. August 2009.

I started drinking coffee last week (hazelnut cappuccino to be exact), and have found out that I need it more than ever to stay alert at work. The fruitful beginnings of a dependence is what you can say. The downside is that once the caffeine is diffused through my bloodstream, I have this nervous energy in my system. It seems as if my body is warning me that the apocalypse is coming and that we are all doomed . I don’t like this feeling, but it’s the trade-off for not falling asleep at work.

Conclusion: GO APOCALYPSE!

I think I’m a suspender type of guy. Once I learn how to actually wear them correctly.

CONCLUSION: look up how to put on suspenders at youtube.

I treasure female companionship more than male companionship on the whole, although sometimes when I’m with a super close male friend of mine, like Greg Fine, then I’m really 100% suffused with being in that moment with that particular male friend.

CONCLUSION: hang out with Greg and family once again.

I need to start running again, for my body’s sake. Especially if I want to run a marathon in two years. I need that feeling of being healthy again.

CONCLUSION: start simple run this weekend: 1-2 miles only.

I really enjoyed playing and singing with Rachel Zamstein. She is an unbelievably talented musician in all aspects, and in a way I feel like we’ve been spiritual friends in past lives. Like maybe she was a knight in the middle ages, and I was her stable boy.

CONCLUSION: play and create more shenanigans with Rachel.

I wish I had ½ half the ingenuity and talent of my friend Nick Jenkins. The dude is brilliant, brilliant, brilliant.

CONCLUSION: Snatch Nick Jenkin’s genius if it happens to accidently spill out of his head. Claim innocence for snatching said genius.


I like the fact that at work, I’m known as the ‘go to guy if you don’t want to waste your food’. My co-worker Tina just asked me “I want just how you much food you can eat in a day. I’m going to buy a bunch of food, and just keep feeding you the whole day.” I replied “I welcome the opportunity and the challenge”.

CONCLUSION: keep up my splendid reputation.