Wednesday, March 05, 2003

Lisa, remember that one shot in The Cider House Rules that made steam shoot out of my ears? (No, not this one, or this one, or even this one... this is a family blog, after all.) Well, better keep a safe distance away from me, 'cause here comes the flip side.

I should have more pride than to trumpet my baser instincts around the Web, I really should...

On a related note, I scratched a long-time itch this week by finally -- FINALLY! -- seeing Quest for Fire, a mere 21 years after it came out. Of course, there wasn't much chance I would get to see it at the time, since I was about eleven and the movie is basically a two-hour dumbshow in which a trio of half-naked proto-humans (plus the lovely Rae Dawn Chong, entirely naked except for copious mud) slog across a prehistoric landscape looking for a new source for their sacred tribal fire, which they have never learned the secret of making -- all the while acting very much like ape-men, with much hooting, flailing of limbs, and desultory copulation, and uttering not a word of language intelligible to to modern human beings. Plus, it was cheap - just twelve bucks on DVD plus tax. And it even includes two commentaries. Geek heaven.

Neither being a trained anthropologist nor having a license to practice paleo-ethnography, I am hardly qualified to offer an opinion, but I will anyway -- it struck me as scientifically accurate and altogether a worthy effort. Somehow, though I don't think this guy agrees. Takes all kinds, I guess. Then again, he's got a point -- what kind of idiot would show this movie to a class full of six-year-olds?

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