Susan Hated Literature

Dir: Adam McKay
Writ: Adam McKay, Will Ferrell, & John C. Reilly

• Will Ferrell … Brennan Huff
• John C. Reilly … Dale Doback
• Mary Steenburgen … Nancy Huff
• Richard Jenkins … Dr. Robert Doback
• Adam Scott … Derek Huff
• Kathryn Hahn … Alice Huff

See also: IMDb ; Other reviews

This film is so very wrong in so many ways. It has, as heroes, two adult men who live at home with their single parents, taking no responsibility for their lives, scrounging, and behaving like immature obnoxious 12 year olds. And that is a flattering description.

But it is also hilarious.

Honestly, I think I almost died laughing so much at parts of this film. Ferrell and Reilly could be 12 year olds, the way they act in this film. Unreasonable, annoying, smack ‘em up side the head 12 year old boys. Because they really are obnoxious. I can’t say that often enough. Obnoxious and horrid^[1]

And don’t get me started on the role women play in this film. Only there to fulfil a part in a male fantasy.

Still, I laughed. I laughed hard! and it was good. I’d even watch it again. If only for the funniest attempted murder scene ever made. Funniest burial scene anyways.

One day my father just said, “Goddamn it, you’re seventeen, stop being a fucking dinosaur and get a job!”

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So who was it that taught pigeons to play chicken then? They can’t have come up with that nonsensical approach to life themselves can they? I mean, I know they’ve always been a bold and fearless^[1] species, what with their belief that they can escape the wheels of death-buses merely by waddling out of the way rather than flapping their wings and flying off. But the whole spotting a pedestrian coming straight for them and instead of even attempting to remove their tiny little bodies from under a foot instead they do their best to walk straight towards impending doom.

Meant to post yesterday about the wonderful story about the two gardaí on duty outside the US embassy in Dublin.

Imagine this, you are an armed officer of the law, on protective duty outside the US embassy, the symbol of wickedness to a certain section of terrorist-types. Are we in character yet? Good. So what do you think you might get up to?

Bearing in mind that you have had years of experience on the force and so have a vague idea what the whole job entails? What would you do?

Would you head off for an early lunch in the pub. Spend the afternoon drinking. And then get in an argument with another garda officer who was supposed to be doing the exact same job that you should’ve been doing but instead was drinking in the pub. Would you have an argument about whose round it was, and let it develop into a brawl in full view of tourists, marines, and security cameras?

I know, I should feel all outraged at such behaviour. Bad example. Shocking display of An Garda Síochána. Unsafe. And more than a little silly. But I just think it is hilarious. And it’d be even better if we were to discover that the row over whose round it was involved each insisting that they’d get it in.

I had some vague thought to write soemthing else. But the thought has evaporated. Possibly it was some mention of tonight’s impending doom. But who wants to think such depressing thoughts?

Well, okay, all that was written yesterday. But then the hosty-type peoples had some sort of problem and I couldn’t actually post it. Luckily I’d been using the handy Google Notebook Firefox extension fingy to write this post^[2] and so didn’t lose it. And instead of the impending doom we actually had a good match. So celebrate.

Yes yes, a one-all draw may not sound too exciting, but after that nightmare night in Nicosia it was more than could have been hoped for. All the pundits were moaning about how we were going to lose. By at least two goals. Czech Republic being one of the best teams in the world, blah blah blah. And did they then apologise when we gave a “performance”^[3] ? Hell no. Well apart from Liam Brady who declared himself well happy. Or at least happy that we were on the right road. But Eamo, in typical Dunphy style decided that this wasn’t anything to do with Staunton, despite proclaiming that he disliked moaning about him earlier.

Nice to see so many supporters show up as well, and that they gave Stan a round of applause before the match, bit different from the reaction from the meeja.

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I blame de mudder. Met her for lunch last week and she told me that pretty much the entire family had a cold last weekend. On Friday I had a bit of a sore throat which developed into a snuffly cold on Sat. and Sun. Thought it had cleared up this morning, but no. I’m still snuffling away. Hopefully annoying the students. Must remember to get some beechams at lunch time.

While I was home brother #4 played a rugby match and ended up pulling a muscle in his stomach, which was hi-larious as sick people when he tried to laugh or cough. Ever seen Muttley, well, heard him? De brudder sounded just like that. So of course we attempted to make him laugh as much as possible. I also learned that despite being around 20 years of age, brother #4 is still as immature as ever. As he spent at least 10 minutes in a Yes-No war with the sister. She is 9, so has an excuse.

I’ve made the short list for fictional piece, but that site says that everyone who voted should’ve gotten an email to verify their address. As far as I can see I never got one, does that mean my vote didn’t go through?

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It all starts off with Harry, our narrator, who at first you might think is a tad too po-mo and self-knowing, but he is so well written, and his lines delivered so well by Robert Downey Jr that you are never in danger of distancing yourself from the action, and the humour.

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Addition below:

After scientists have found a new planet with three suns a mere 149 light years away and named it Tatooine, the question must now be raised, when will Lucas sue?

Course the real news is all this brouhaha about Roy Keane and his loser comments/rant about his team-mates. Sky News this morning were loving it, and it seems that most of the british tabloid press have gone to town on psycho-Keane and his ranting and raving about not winning. And it seems that a lot of websites are bringing up examples of previous out-bursts. Of course the fact of the matter is that we don’t really know what Roy said because we haven’t seen it, have we?

Keane is believed to have castigated five of his team-mates in an interview which was due to be screened by the club’s own television station - MUTV - yesterday but was pulled from the schedules following the direct intervention of chief executive David Gill.

And there is also the fact that most of the time his rants are quite understandable^[1] Is he a bit of a thug? Well incidents like the Alf-Inge Haaland tackle^[2] say it all. But still, a lot of what he says makes sense, besides, anyone giving out about Man Utd isn’t going to get too much grief, from the ABU-ers anyways

Plus you know, the whole media spin going into overdrive and whats that old saying; no such thing as bad publicity?

I was going to post something about today being the official start of Winter, but now I don’t think I’ll bother.

The edited bit

More news from MUTV and the Roy Keane comment saga. Turns out that MUTV have burned the tape. Destroyed it. How hi-larious is that? (extracts below are from todays Irish Times - sub’s req’d)

Ferguson has never had to deal with mutiny on the scale presented by Keane’s blistering outburst to the club’s in-house television station, an interview so explosive the show’s producers, under duress from the club’s chief executive David Gill, have destroyed the evidence rather than risk it being leaked … Keane has felt no need to explain himself, let alone offer an apology, and the 34-year-old is said to be distinctly unimpressed United, in football parlance, bottled it. He was described as being unrepentant about identifying six players - reputedly, Rio Ferdinand, Kieran Richardson, Liam Miller, John O’Shea, Darren Fletcher and Alan Smith - during the pulled MUTV programme, Roy Keane Plays the Pundit … should be expected to give frank and honest opinions. If others recoil at his observations, tough … Notably, he[Ferguson] declined to defend Ferdinand.

The guardian also have a few extracts

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So Fri. was NineMoons last day at work before she disappears into a haze of studying and exams. So as is usual she had a bit of a night out. I only turned up to the pub (where that stairs comes from) at 8, she and her work cronies had been there since around 6. Lets just say it was an interesting night

A certain fella, lets call him Roy, got a little drunk, and, when the discussion turned to terrorists, bombers and America, got a little upset. I’m not saying I wasn’t involved. I certainly wasn’t disagreeing with him purely for enjoyment purposes (can you see my innocent face?). Trouble is when drink is involved other things often surface don’t they. Roy threw a bit of a wobbly and stormed out.

I still thought it was quite funny, but felt a bit sorry for him because once he sobered up he’d realise what a plonker he’d been. But the situation hugely improved when he came back with the perfect politican’s apology. You know they say sorry but blame everyone else anyway. Which resulted in him and NM getting in an argument. I left them too it, still amused, and headed to the loo. Thereby missing the classist accusation that would’ve pleased Lenin, and that left NM speechless^[1] .

There were tears and arguments, and standing around in the freezing cold, and Roy storming out and returning on numerous occasions and then returning, before eventually we all headed for home.

So should I tell you my guilty secret?

I still think it was hi-larious.

And yes, Roy did feel a plonker this morning and rang NM to make an “abject apology”. Poor fella.

Before all this excitement however we did amuse ourselves at one point discussing you exactly would be our 5 celebs, you know the ones you’d take away to a fantasy island. My five, in no particular order were:

• Sean Bean
• Viggo Mortensen
• Vin Diesel
• Vince Vaughn
• Keifer Sutherland

So who are your five?

Despite all this excitement NM, Copper-copper and I still got up at 9ish this morning and headed off to watch the Wedding Crashers. C-C hadn’t seen it before, but me and NM had. Glad to report that it was just as good the second time round. And yes, this film is the reason Vaughn made my list last night.

_{[1] - Yes I did say I missed this, so all this is hearsay and secondhand reporting, who cares? (back)}

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