Monday, November 9, 2020

Saints Report # 8 - November 8, 2020

No one could figure out why the Saints were even bothering to travel to Tampa.  The Buccaneers were favored to throttle the Saints.  Every single pundit that I saw over the weekend picked the Bucs and predicted a recreation of Little Big Horn.  The Bucs had the GOAT Tom Brady, and the Saints had the Goatee, Drew Brees.  (Wouldn’t it be cool if he grew one?  No, his picture is in the dictionary under “clean cut.”)

Here’s what I knew:
Bruce Arians’ teams are often undisciplined.  (3 offsides at least).
The Saints were getting 3 of their top 4 receivers back, and the Saints had been winning without them.
And, Sean Payton just seems to have some team’s number.
I liked our chances.

What I could not have foreseen was the Saints playing a near perfect game, putting the Bucs to bed, 38-3.  Brees distributed the ball all night like Magic Johnson on a fast break.  The only player without a reception was someone who hasn’t been drafted yet.  Brady had his worst game as a pro and the Saints had scored 3 touchdowns.plus fumbled another one away, before the Bucs got a first down.  The Bucs only ran the ball 5 times all night, an NFL record.  Welcome to a real division Tommy.  Tommy, can you hear me?

Now don’t get carried away with me.  There’s no way to know if the Saints were as good as they looked on this night, nor the Bucs this bad.  I do know that the Saints offense that just got by previously, is a handful with everyone healthy.  If the team stays healthy, they can go a long way. But you know the old saying,  "He who laughs after the Super Bowl, laughs best."

But at the halfway point of a strange NFL season, know this:  That was a near-perfect vanquishing. 
It was so much fun to watch.

It was more fun than getting tickled by Olivia Newton-John
It was more fun than eating Trix and not being a kid.
It was more fun than dinner with Tina Fey.
It was more fun than turning it up to 11.
It was more fun than a printer that actually prints.
It was more fun than the electric slide.
It was more fun than taking the cannoli.
It was more fun than lip syncing “Eve of Destruction.”
It was more fun than licking you fingers during a roast beef po-boy.
It was more fun than Dan Aykroyd as Julia Child.
It was more fun than a barrel of The Monkees.
It was more fun than a yo-yo.
It was more fun than Kurt Russell slapping Billy Bob Thorton.
It was more fun than a Hanson’s Sno-ball.
It was more fun than Abraxus.
It was more fun than Kelly Clarkson covering your favorite song.
It was more fun than “Bringing Up Baby.”
It was more fun than getting Final Jeopardy.
               
During the Tournament of Champions.
               
When everyone misses it.
                And you just knew that Alex knew you’d gotten it.

 

Tuesday, November 3, 2020

At the Cinema - October 2020

Totally Under Control – 10

The impactful documentaries I’ve seen this year are going to outnumber the pure entertainment, and this one vaults to the top of the list.  It is a step-by-step, test-by-test recounting of the pandemic and how it got out of control in the U.S.  Director Alex Gibney and his team interview many of the key players in this evolution, even including the doctor in New York who introduced President Trump to hydrochloriquine.  In one interview after another he takes us through every incredible screw up that was made, while contrasting it with other countries who successfully limited the damage. 

There’s one inescapable conclusion.  We did almost everything wrong, but we can learn from it.  It’s going to happen again.  As one of the interviewed says, we build tanks and fighters for wars we’re never going to fight, and we need to do the same in preparing for the next time this happens.  This has been a year that will be studied for a long time.  This movie may well be the first step in that dissection.

 

The Trial of the Chicago 7 – 10

The always-entertaining Aaron Sorkin revisits (and probably revises) history in this telling of the Chicago riots at the 1968 Democratic Convention and the trial that followed.  Several groups came to Chicago to protest LBJ’s adherence to the Vietnam conflict.  Mayor Richard Daley was having none of that and turned the police loose and several bloody clashes ensued, playing out on national TV and dooming Hubert Humphrey’s chances to be President.  Republican Richard Nixon got elected and continued the war.  New Attorney General John Mitchell decided this would be a great opportunity to set a law and order standard by prosecuting seven (8 to start) radical troublemakers.

Abbie Hoffman, Jerry Rubin, Bobby Seale, Tom Hayden.  These are names I’ve heard all my life and my number one recollection of the group was that Hayden would marry Jane Fonda, as radical a union as could be imagined.  I was 15 at the time, and baseball dominated my radar, not politics.  But, someday they’ll be a movie about this tumultuous summer of 2020 too, when we either pontificated on social media, glued ourselves to our network of choice, or left the house to protest and/or get exposed to a virus.  As this movie points out, protests usually feature some violence and destruction, unless there’s a central figure, a Martin Luther King, Jr, urging non-violence.

Sorkin actually shows some restraint with the wordplay.  It’s hard to walk and talk at a courtroom table.  So, complete with flashbacks, often real footage, he weaves the story of the seven very different radicals at the heart of the trial.  This could have been a preachy movie, but Sorkin seems to resist that, and gives us some perspective on one of our most contentious times, as we face another. 

 

The Perfect Weapon – 10

An old movie (and book I actually read) called The Mouse that Roared tells the story of a tiny duchy somewhere that declares war on the United States so that they can surrender quickly and get the aid the US usually doles out to the vanquished.

HBO puts forth another documentary to scare the life out of you.  For years I’ve been questioning the military buildup we love in America, because I’m wondering out loud, and usually getting ridiculed for this opinion, if a huge military engagement is how future wars will be fought.  Instead, I often propose, what would happen if it were a computer attack?  What if a small duchy, properly equipped with computer geniuses could bring the US to its knees.  What if a small duchy could declare war and win if,  for example, it crippled our power grid.  Could you imagine no a/c in the middle of a southern summer?  How quickly would we be clamoring for our government to get the air back on?

Well, it’s already happening, and the US has been an initiator.  Many examples are covered in length in this film, and I’m not going to give them away here.  See the movie.  Some wars are fought with “My military is stronger than yours.”  Some are fought on the basis of “my god is better than your god.”  The next one may be “My code is better than your code.” 

 
Borat Subsequent MovieFilm - 9

There’s a scene in this movie, where a 15 year old alleged journalist who is alone with Rudy Giuliani says “let’s go into the bedroom,” and he does and he lays down on the bed and reaches in his pants to prepare for action.  It’s pretty gross.  And yet, it’s far from the grossest thing in the movie.  That would be what I’ll call the “Carrie” scene.  This movie is a) all over the place, b) hysterically funny in parts, and c) awfully hard to figure out what is scripted and what isn’t. 
Nevertheless, while not quite as bizarre as the first Borat, it gets itself into the right place at the right time, as in the Mike Pence rally where he confidently says there have been only 15 covid cases in the US and it is well under control, and when Borat attends an early Trump rally.  You can’t make this stuff up, or can you?


Letter to You – Bruce Springsteen – 10

In some ways this is my dream movie.  What’s your favorite album of all time?  How much would you like to see all the recording session highlights of how it was all put together.  For me, that would be Abbey Road, the last album the Beatles recorded, with George Martin at the board.  That would be very cool.

This rockumentary takes place in Bruce Springsteen’s studio where he recorded his newest album, Letter to You, with the E Street Band.  Look, it’s not perfect.  They supposedly recorded this in 2 weeks and the sessions are edited down, as they had to be, to about 2 hours.  Maybe they should have just live streamed it for the 2 weeks.  But the version we see is still enthralling, as Bruce guides the band through his songs, absorbing ideas, and trying various approaches.  I would have liked to see a little more of the mixing process.  This is his third recent movie.  First he did a one-man Broadway show and it was taped for Netflix.  His performance film “Western Stars” was the story behind the songs on that album, and it was terrific for his fans.  This is the best of the three.  Springsteen is an artist, and he’s expanding that into the film world.  His enthusiasm for rock n roll at the age of 71 is pretty amazing, as is his chemistry with his band.  He keeps expanding his reach and cobbling together top-notch albums.  Don’t know where he gets the energy.


 

On the Rocks – 8

As you watch this comedy on Apple+ you can’t help but feel that Bill Murray is playing a version of himself.  He’s the cad dad of Rashida Jones, and they set out to tail Rashida’s husband (played by Damon Wayons) whom they suspect of infidelity.  This is more about the father/daughter relationship than it is about that, and Murray supplies most of the best moments. This is all mildly amusing, but if this is “the best comedy of the year,” as Apple touts, then it tells you all you need to know about 2020. 

Monday, November 2, 2020

Saints Report #7 - November 1, 2020

After another boring but typical 2020 week that included Hurricane Zeta, destruction of all the fences around us, 3 trees down in our yard, enough debris to cover a year’s worth of Ferdi’s, several hot baths, knees barking for advil, a roof expelling shingles into the wind, and fear of insurance adjusters, what we needed was a nice, easy, relaxing Saints game to coast into Sunday evening.

I can dream, can’t I?  The last thing that was needed was another overtime to pace the floor through. But nothing seems to phase these Saints, as they won 26-23 and moved to 5-2 to keep pace, at least for 24 hours with the Brady Bucs.    

The Saints traded jabs with the Bears in a tight first half, pulled ahead when the Bears offense went cold, but couldn’t hold a 10 point lead with under 4 minutes to play, and the Bears, whom for some reason are never asked to travel south down Superdome way, put together two drives to tie the Saints and send it into overtime.  The teams traded punts until the Saints put together a nice drive and Lutz kicked the game winner, as he is often asked to do.

How to describe these Saints?  Drew Brees is still a master at the line of scrimmage and with 3 of his top receivers injured, he did just enough to win, utilizing mostly Alvin Kamara, but also someone named Juwan Johnson (whom I had never heard of), Austin Carr, who has bounced on and off the practice squad for 2 years, Tre’Quan Smith, TommyLee Lewis, who has been on vacation for a year, and Deonte Harris.  TommyLee and Deonte look like miniature pinballs amongst the giants.  Then there was tight end Jared Cook, who was effective all day, and Taysom Hill, who lurks the sideline like Morgus the Magnificent waiting for the commercial break so he can come on and wreak havoc.  At one point a hockey game broke out when the Bears sent in an enforcer, and the Wims vs Chauncey-Gardner encounter would have been more interesting on skates.

Yes, the Saints short passing game will drive you crazy at times, especially when they play a game of what I call "hoping for YAC," hoping mostly Kamara will add yards after catch.  And as usual Kamara was spectacular.  He has to be in the MVP conversation at this point, but he also is the player most looking forward to a Michael Thomas sighting to divert a little attention from him.

Now, comes what could be the Saints game of the Year as they travel to Tampa for a Sunday night ratings exercise.  Brady vs. Brees.  Round one went to Brees.  Now he will bring his “just win baby” propensity to Tampa.  Relax and enjoy.  I know.  Gronk is warming up, the Bucs defense looks vicious, and the Saints can't muster a pass rush to take any pressure off an increasingly suspect defensive backfield (I called that one in my pre-season edition.)  Keep in mind that the 3 toughest things in sports in my opinion are 1) hitting a baseball squarely with a round bat, 2) hitting a golf ball with any consistency, and 3) covering a wide receiver.  So, let's not punch any of our defensive backs. 

No need to worry about any of this as there is another storm forming in the gulf to be named Kappa Donna Expresso (which is the last possible name for a storm and it means "you didn't think 2020 was over yet, did you, fool?)  So, remember it could always be worse.  Like if your candidate loses.