Lost In Translation

We saw Lost in Translation the other day. Minor spoilers for the five people who haven’t seen it yet.

I liked it. My first impression is ’empty’. There’s a lot of space in this movie, which nicely contrasts the whole Japanese craziness. I haven’t been to Tokyo yet: someone needs to pay me to go there some day.

Bill Murray’s portrayal of the burnt-out movie star reminds me of my Douglas Adams encounter: my former company (when they had money) had Douglas Adams give a keynote speech at ApacheCon 2000 in London. One would think, hey, great, get the local boy for the keynote, but it turned out that he had moved to Santa Barbara a few years back and the rider on his contract specified a First Class ticket on British Airways… he flew in that same day, and was totally jet lagged at the book-signing that followed the speech. I had found a first edition of Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency at an online rare bookstore that I had signed, and he acted a lot like Bill Murray did in the movie.

Having Bob not boink Charlotte is IMHO a very good move and makes the movie stronger. Bob does get to sleep with the lounge singer, but who are we to judge his character?

First Day

So, I guess this really is the first day of the rest of my life. Covalent has made the fuckedcompany.com Hall of Fame! And man are those commentators vile. These are, like, people that Slashdot wouldn’t have.

So, what’s next? Well, while this is all very sad, and I’ll miss my coworkers very much, it also means I’m Freeeeee… Just got the greencard (what timing), so I can work for anyone I like. Of course the Freeeeee sentiment does not apply to the mortgage, so I’ll have to generate some revenue in the near future. I will work for food, guys. And mortgage moolah.