This Post is Not Yet Rated

In honor of tonight's Oscars, I thought I'd say something about the movies. You know, just in case you need something to read during one of those long commercial breaks or boring acceptance speeches.

The other day my friend posted this on his blog:
Proof the Rating System is Broken: Slumdog Millionaire, in which a boy overcomes adversity to try and connect with the love of his life--rated R. Taken--in which Liam Neeson promises to hunt down and murder the people who kidnapped his daughter (and then proceeds to do so)--rated PG13. Seriously people.
I have thought for a very long time that the Motion Pictures Association of America's ratings were, to put it mildly, stupid. I made a comment on that blog post and, since I had no intention of seeing Taken, figured I had said my peace. I didn't pay attention to the MPAA ratings before and wouldn't start worrying about them now.

But then we saw Taken last weekend. (Michelle thought it looked interesting.) It was pretty good as an action flick—who knew Liam Neeson could be so Jason-Bournesque?

The whole time I was watching it, I couldn't help think of the comparison quoted above. Having seen Slumdog Millionaire, I quite agree with Joel's assessment. That movie is tremendous. But I have an even better comparison: Frost/Nixon.

Here we go—Taken v. Frost/Nixon.

Taken is rated PG-13. The movie is about how a former CIA agent's daughter is kidnapped while vacationing in Paris. (That much you already know from the trailers; skip to the Frost/Nixon section if you don't want to know the rest of the plot because you're still planning to see it.) She is on the phone with Daddy Dearest (Liam Neeson) when she is abducted and he puts his considerable skills to work to track down the culprits so he can take out vengeance on them for not releasing his daughter. He also wants to get his daughter back. In the process he kills numerous people—shooting them from afar, up close, killing them with his hands, or with whatever is available. One killing is particularly brutal. He tortures uses enhanced interrogation techniques (electrocution) on a man and once he receives the information he needs (see, it works after all!), he turns the power on and walks away, leaving the man to fry to death. If the film depicts fewer than 50 murders, I'd be surprised. He shoots a friend's wife in the arm to coerce his now former friend to give him some information he needs, and says, "It's only a flesh wound."

Oh, and did I mention where his daughter is? She's been abducted so she can be sold as a sex-slave. She will bring an extra high price because she is a virgin. Her friend wasn't so lucky. She was chained to a bed after being drugged. She died from asphyxiating on her own vomit. And we got to see that up close. So, when Mr. Action CIA catches up to his daughter she (a high school age girl) is on display in a scanty bikini for men to bid on her. In the final scene she is held hostage by the sole survivor on a yacht (Mr. Former CIA has decimated everyone on board, leaving a trail of carnage) holds the daughter at knife point and Mr. Action Hero takes on last shot, taking him down with a bullet between the eyes.

Charming movie. Just the thing you'd like your 13-year old daughter to walk in and see with her friends.

Now, for Frost/Nixon. This movie is based on the true story of how David Frost interviewed Richard Nixon in 1977 on national television. These became the most watched interviews in TV history and, in the end, revealed a great deal about Nixon's motives and personality, especially with regard to Watergate.

Frank Langella, as Richard Milhous Nixon, the 37th president of the United States of America, says at one point in the movie, "Those motherfuckers!"

Yep. That's it.

That's why Frost/Nixon was rated R, which means you have to either be 17 or accompanied by an adult to see it. The MPAA's web site states that it is, "Rated R for some language." In addition to President Nixon's emphatic epithet, there might have been a few "shits," "damns," and "hells" (which are all allowed in PG-13 movies anyway). But guess what. Nixon was famously foul-mouthed. Moreover, this is how lots of people around him spoke. The language isn't gratuitous. There is no violence, no nudity, nothing. The raunchiest it gets is when Nixon leans over to Frost just before one of the taping sessions is about to begin and says, "Do any fornicating last night?" to take his interrogator off his game.

Why does this even matter? Frost/Nixon is the kind of movie that should be accessible to a wide audience. Maybe teens, hungry for an understanding of the past, would rush in to see it. OK, maybe not. But why cut off access to it for a few words that are not used gratuitously (and not even used that often)? Is there something to be learned from this movie? Are there parallels between Nixon's rationale for escalating the Vietnam War and Bush's rationale for the Iraq War? Are there similarities between Nixon and Bush in how they governed? Maybe, maybe not. But you can't even start the discussion if you can't see the film. At the very least, the film depicts an important part of American history.

In the documentary, This Film Is Not Yet Rated, director Michael Tucker is interviewed (who made the documentary Gunner Palace about the Iraq War), and asks how we could even "rate" images from real life. From wars, for example, we get such horrific visuals as piles of bodies in Nazi Holocaust camps or a little girl running naked from her burned village in Vietnam. He asks, "Is that PG? Is that PG-13? Is it R? People needed to see that... You can't rate reality."

This Film is Not Yet Rated, by the way, does a great job of showing what a farce the MPAA is, how many double-standards it has, and how the ratings are not based on much more than a gut reaction by amateurs, hired to speak for the "average parent" (even though most of the raters' "kids" are adults). It is basically a censorship organization, under the thumb of the major studios.

So, if I were to rate these movies, I would give Taken a rating of NC-17. I really see no reason a kid under that age needs to see 50+ murders, a man electrocuted to death, a teenage girl die from choking on her own vomit, or another teenager sold as a sex-slave. And I would rate Frost/Nixon PG-13. Except for a very few choice words it's really a PG film.

That's assuming I would use the MPAA's ratings. But why would I used a broken system?

Urban Escapes

Last night I needed a change of pace. I wanted to, finally, go see "Gran Torino." That didn't work out. Instead, I ended up watching the Jazz-Celtics game into the wee hours. Seeing the Jazz pull of a fantastic win in a close game was fun. That was a bit of a change of pace but still...

I felt the same this morning. So I tried something as simple as taking a different route to campus, taking the long way. Over breakfast I had read through the special pull-out section of the "State" newspaper on the new University of South Carolina baseball stadium, which officially opens tomorrow with the season opener against Duquesne. (They are crazy about USC baseball here.) I thought I'd drive by and see the new treasure. I drove past it on Blossom Street and couldn't turn into the access street so I continued over the bridge into the town of Cayce (a charming place I didn't know much about, even though it's just across the river from Columbia). I noticed a sign for "Riverwalk Park." What the heck, I thought, I'll check it out. I'm still relatively new and trying to figure my way around.

The park turned out to be a sight for sore eyes. Just the change of scenery I needed. (I happened to have my pocket camera and snapped a couple shots.) One of my favorite things about living in Salt Lake City was that the Great Outdoors are so close to the city. I'm discovering that the same is true here. Everyone told me that it's great to live just a couple hours from the coast (Myrtle Beach, Charleston, etc.) and a couple hours from the mountains of the Upstate.

But no one really told me about the treats right here in the city. Within just a few miles of our house are Clemson's Sandhill Center (with a lake, hiking trails, and a children's garden), Sesquicentennial Park (with a lake, hiking trails), and when we finally discovered the Riverbanks Zoo (one of the best I've been too) we discovered the second part of its name is "and Gardens" because it also has a bridge over the river to a wonderful set of gardens (with walking paths). Congaree National Park, the only one in South Carolina, is just outside the city.

So it was a treat to discover yet another such place right with water and hiking trails right here in Columbia. It turns out its connected to other parks and trails as part of the Three Rivers Greenway. I think I better pull out my mountain bike and get exploring one Saturday soon!

Columbia Follies: The Week in Review

This has been quite the week for Columbia, South Carolina!

Let's get to it...


Michael Phelps.
Maybe you've heard of him. He seemed to forget that people carry cameras around with them and decided to pass the peace pipe around while visiting the University of South Carolina in November. And now he may be charged by the Richland County Sheriff. A couple of friends emailed me to ask how I could allow this to happen under my watchful eye at USC. "Allow it to happen?" I'm just glad I wasn't photographed at the party (it happened on my birthday, after all)! OK, settle down—I have an alibi. I was in Florida at a conference when Mr. Phelps swam over to Gamecock Country.

Impending Snow Showers. A local weatherman at WIS-10 of Columbia said on his blog to expect a blizzard at the start of the week. We had some snow a couple weeks ago, but not this week. It caused quite a flurry in the community: everyone raided the stores for a Four Alarm French Toast Emergency (you know, eggs, bread, and milk). It was cold this week but the snow lasted for about 20 minutes on Wednesday.

While You're Looking to the Skies... A skydiving instructor made his final dive while taking a man on his first dive in Chester, South Carolina. Wow. What a story.

Speaking of Final Flights, Goodbye Spirit. Discount airline Spirit Airlines arrived to Columbia, South Carolina last spring. I flew on it twice, once to Lima, Perú (for $401!) in May and again with the family to Ft. Lauderdale (for $9 each way per ticket!) in September for a surprise get-away. Each flight was worse than one before. It was horrible but at least it was cheap. Now, they're taking their final flight from Columbia a year after arriving on their first.

Speaking of Finality. Steve Spurrier, head coach of the USC Gamecocks football team, promised a recruit that he could wear #2 when he came to USC. Only problem is that #2 was retired in 1987 to honor Sterling Sharpe. I would ask, "Hey, Steve, how would you like your Florida #11 to be unretired for someone else to wear?" but I already found the answer. (But, really, what's the point of "retiring" a number if, well, you're not going to leave it "retired"?)

Andy Card and the White House Dress Code. Today, Andy Card, University of South Carolina alumnus and former Chief of Staff for President Bush, got bent out of shape because President Obama (gasp!) takes his jacket off in the Oval Office. Personally, I would rather have a president who owns up to his mistakes who shows his shirtsleeves than a president who dresses up to send his nation to war on false pretenses. But that's just me.

Confederates Need to Be Remembered Too.  Apparently, flying the Confederate Flag in front of the State House isn't enough. A bill under consideration in the General Assembly would require counties to give county employees Confederate Memorial Day off. (It was actually introduced by Robert Ford, a black Democrat from Charleston, as a means to "force South Carolinians to reflect on the state’s history.")

Speaking of Which. Katon Dawson, South Carolina GOP chairman, came in second place for national GOP chairman to Michael Steele, who happens to be African-American. Dawson had to resign from his country club in South Carolina to save face while running for the GOP national chairmanship. Why? That country club is still Whites-only. (Well, it just recently changed its policy.)

Almost Done. Of course, there's always fun stuff going on in the state capital of South Carolina, especially at the State House, as the State Newspaper editorialists like to point out. There's also the new motto for Columbia, "Famously Hot." (See what someone had to say about that—scroll down to "Fun with Slogans.")

A Final Note About Columbia, South Carolina. Have you noticed that I've mentioned Columbia, South Carolina, the Gamecocks, or other related local items of interest more than a few times? Well, I had to try a little experiment. You may have noticed the little map on this blog, which indicates where people are visiting from around the world. If you click on it you can find out what the most "locally relevant" and "popular" blogs are for Columbia, South Carolina. They use algorithms to determine which blogs qualify as for these two categories and assign a score. So, even though some may think I envy popular blogs, I don't. (Really, I don't; I'll talk about why I blog in a later post.) But I did think it would be fun to test the algorithm for "local relevance" by infusing this post with as much South Caroliniana as possible. We'll see if it works.

But even still, it was fun to have a look at the fun stuff going on in the Palmetto State, my new home state. I'm sure I could do the same with my former home states—the Granite State, the Keystone State, and the Beehive State—though somehow I think I might be able to have the most fun with the latter.

UPDATE (2/7/08 @ 8:20 a.m.): Apparently, this experiment hasn't worked so far. The "local relevance" algorithm ain't workin'! My score is "1." One? That means this post has practically nothing to do with Columbia, South Carolina. Hmmm...I'm not sure how many more times I could have insert the right keywords! A true (in the slang of the intertubes), "LOL" moment.

UPDATE (2/9/09 @ 8:31 a.m.): Status unchanged.  This blog post still has practically nothing to say about Columbia!  It was a fun little experiment.  I still like the map showing where people are comin' in from for a quick read on this modest blog so many thanks to FEEDJIT for that.

Refreshing

What's that old saying, "The Buck Stops Here"? That phrase disappeared from the Washington scene for a very long time (and not just the last eight years). Until now:



How's that for refreshing?

I could make some kind of comparison to President Obama's predecessor, or to his predecessor's predecessor by inserting video clips (or at least some snarky links) of them doing the opposite of what Pres. Obama does in the clip above. But what for? Let's just call it what it is: Refreshing.

Also, allow me to interrupt this refreshing moment to say that I have felt less inclined to snark-attack Pres. Bush since the November election. I was no fan of him as president and supported Obama's campaign. However, I must say that I give Bush four stars for his handling of the transition. He offered gracious congratulations to Obama after his victory, he had Mr. and Mrs. Obama to the White House within a week of the election, and he instructed his staff not only to avoid any monkey business with the transition, but to be serious about helping make the transition smooth as possible.

Bush also agreed to Obama's suggestion to have a luncheon for the living former presidents. And he stated, at that luncheon, that, "Whether we're Democrat or Republican, we all care deeply about this country. . . . All of us who have served in this office understand that the office transcends the individual." So, while I may not consider Bush's presidency a success, I do not doubt his love of country. He clearly recognized that doing anything less than being as helpful as possible in the transition would not be in the best interest of the country, especially when so much is at stake right now. I think this gracious transition made the Inauguration events even more memorable and enjoyable to watch.

It's a whole new month...

And I've got stuff to do. I'll blog a bit more here this month (and explain why) and talk about other writing I'm trying to do (personal and professional).

I realize this is a very short post. Just a (public) reminder to myself to get to it!

Happy February.