THIS IS A READ-ONLY ARCHIVE FROM THE SORABJI.COM MESSAGE BOARDS (1995-2016). |
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Clerks was okay. Mallrats was solid fun. Chasing Amy was so boring i fell asleep and have yet to give it another shot, no matter how many times i hear people saying it made them cry/it was "so true", and the sig.other insists that his watching it at one point possibly saved our relationship. Maybe i wasn't paying attention. I know i can't be the only one... Dogma dissapointed badly. I wanted my $8 bucks back. Sure, Buddy Christ was great, but every other joke or observation was so obvious. Just blame my hours of christian television viewing. the Clerks cartoon makes me smile, however. |
Mall Rats was by far my fav. I love it when they wail on the Easter Bunny. |
Chasing Amy was not "true." I enjoyed it, but I've seen it twice or so, and that's enough. I can keep seeing Clerks and Mallrats though. I think Dogma would have been better if they were still working with a really tiny budget. It was originally supposed to come out after Clerks. It would have been better then. Ben Affleck irritates me, but that worked really well in Mall Rats. |
Every time Jay called Silent Bob "lunchbox" I cracked up. |
I agree that this movie was a bit too glittery and hollywood to jive with the uniqueness with Mallrats and Clerks, but it was still one of the funniest movies I have ever seen. It ranks right up there with The Jerk on my all-time list. |
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I don't want to see "J & SBSB" 'til I can watch "Clerks" & "Mallrats" again and see "Chasing Amy" for the first time. |
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My grandfather was one of the soldiers who "liberated" Buchenwald. When he was there, he took pictures of the camp (including the dog pits and the piles of skeletons) and the surviving inmates. In one of his pictures is a little boy around 2 years old who looks healthy, and he's standing next to his father who's emaciated and dressed in rags. My mom and I used to marvel at the picture, because children were usually the killed as soon as they entered the camps, and here's this little boy, smiling and saluting the camera. A few years ago, right around the time "La Vita E' Bella" came out, my mother was reading an Italian magazine and she found an article on a real-life story like that of the movie...and there was the picture of the little boy in my grandfather's photographs. His father had hid him in the camp, and now he's a grown man living in NYC. My mom wrote to the magazine looking for the man's address, she talked to all kinds of people in NYC to see if she could find him...nothing. In the meantime, she's studing the Holocaust at Northeastern, and she decides to write a paper on this man for one of her classes. When it comes time for her to present her paper to the class, she picks one of her guys in her class to help her set up the PowerPoint slides. So the first slide comes up of the man grown up, and the guy says, "Oh my God, is that Joe?" Turns out, the man is his father's best friend! The kid gets my mom Joe's phone number, and that night she speaks to him on the phone. Turns out, Joe is about to take a trip to Las Vegas, where my grandfather lives! Whoa! So they met, of course, on my grandfather's 91st birthday. Joe didn't remember much about the camps, but he did remember his father. So...isn't that so cool? My grandfather (and my mom and I) are convinced that God has his hands all over this, but Joe thinks it's all coincidental. Right. |
are you asking US if god had anything to do with this? you are joking right? |
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My grandfather has been in a deep depression since his wife died 8 years ago, and this seems to have put him back on his feet again, at least for a while. He said he had always wondered what had happened to that little boy, and now he got to see that the boy had grown up, raised a family, and made a good life for himself. |
you are asking US...US??? Most of us who doubt modern day religion, if god had anything to do with this??? My post was directed more at why in the hell would ask this group of cynics and skeptics about such a thing. ok....playing along..... Why do you rule the inexplicable gods work? Do you believe in coincidence? What is is that leads you to believe this is gods work? Other than blind faith. Im not to keen on how the catholic church and the jewish faith move along, but assuming your grandpa is catholic and this, boy now man is jewish, whose god is at work here? Im not disputing the greatness, no no, indeed not. But does the mere thought of coincidence leave you feeling cold and the notion of god's intervention warm? |
When the psychiatrist I work for,takes time off,we have one that fills in for him.I have worked at facilities that this substitute doc works at,but have never met him.[over a period of several years]We just never met face to face. So recently,he filled in for my doc,and I,of course,introduced myself,mentioning that we have talked on the phone several times over the years. Somehow,it gets mentioned that I am originally from Phoenix.And he says,"Me,too!" So we discuss what part of Phx we lived in,and it was the same neighborhood.We also attended the same high school,and his stepmother,was my art teacher.He's a few years older than me,I guess thats why we never met in high school. He's really cool,kinda like a left over hippie,and I blurt out,"Hell,I smoked my first joint at "Hole in the Rock",[which is just what the name implys],and he tells me he was often there himself. So I just find it weird,that we would meet up here,in Podunck,Lousiana. But I don't think God had anything to do with it. |
That's really nice, Czarina. Did he say how he ended up in Louisiana? |
i swore i saw a question mark in there somewhere. my apologies. |
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Other then faith god exists as the posibility of existance, but only those who have faith truly belive god exists. Therefore god exists due to the belifs of man. Therefore god does not exist outside the mind of man. Therefore god does not exist. Ok now that was not my true opinion, but I used that in a debate in highschool once when this fuck decided to bring the bible into his first affirmitive rebuttle and so I had to basically shove god up his ass to win. It worked. |
My mom is still working on that paper. :\ |
Beyond that, you logic is screwy. But I know what you're getting at. I judged a High School debate tournament last semester. They didn't have a real firm grip on "proof" and logic. I overheard some of them calling me "another idiot judge" later on. They had done poorly shortly before. Maybe I'm not such a good judge for these things. I have too much trouble taking teams seriously when they bring out the more emotional type arguments - right vs. wrong, bad vs. good, wholesomeness vs. freedom. Plus they relied heavily on Mr. Judge not knowing a damn thing about their topic. I tried to pretend. Either they managed to find "evidence" (magazine articles mostly) that were completely wrong, or they just lied. Probably the latter. It worked well for some of them. I did try to gauge their success in beating down the other team, which is what it's really about. What a fucked up activity... I think they didn't like that I out-dressed them while other judges dressed casually. But dammit, I needed a reason to air out my suit. |
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The Babel fish... is small, yellow and leech-like, and probably the oddest thing in the Universe. It feeds on brainwave energy received not from its own carrier but from those around it. It absorbs all unconscious ental frequencies from this brainwave frequencies from this brainwave energy to nourish itself. It then excretes into the mind of its carrier a telepathic matrix formed by combining the conscious thought frequencies with nervesignals picked up from the speech centres of the brain which has supplied them. The practical upshot of all this is that if you stick a Babel fish in your ear you can instantly understand anything said to you in any form of language. The speech patterns you actually hear decode the brainwave matrix which has been fed into your mind by your Babel fish. Now it is such a bizarrely improbably coincidence that anything so mindbogglingly useful could have evolved by chance that some thinkers have chosen to see it as a final and clinching proof of the non-existence of God. The argument goes something like this: "I refuse to prove that I exist," says God, "for proof denies faith, and without faith I am nothing." "But," says Man, "the Babel fish is a dead giveaway isn't it? It could not have evolved by chance. It proves you exist, and so therefore, by your own argument, you don't. QED." "Oh dear," says God, "I hadn't thought of that," and promptly vanishes in a puff of logic. "Oh, that was easy," says Man, and for an encore goes on to prove that black is white and gets himself killed on the next zebra crossing. Most leading theologians claim that this argument is a load of dingo's kidneys, but that didn't stop Oolon Colluphid making a small fortune when he used it as the central theme of his best-selling book Well That About Wraps It Up For God. Meanwhile, the poor Babel fish, by effectively removing all barriers to communication between different races and cultures, has caused more and bloodier wars than anything else in the history of creation. (From the Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy, by Douglas Adams, first published 1979, Pan Books Ltd.) |
And TBone those debaters were probably from Bozeman and GreatFalls, they were morons anyway. |
Czarina---yours ain't chopped liver, either. Tbone----that's a textbook example of why I never listen to Statistics. For the most part. |