5 things that society-at-large can't seem to get enough of, yet I am unimpressed by
Quentin Tarantino movies — Sure, I thought Kill Bill Vol. 1 was pretty good. And, sure, Pulp Fiction was a decent pic. But Kill Bill Vol. 2 embodied everything that I can't stand about his movies. The empty posturing, the how-far-can-I-push-it violence and the retro stylings to periods and genres best left in the past undisturbed. He's like every eye-rolling video clerk, but he actually gets to make the movies. I don't think I've ever really seen any emotional depth to his movies, even if the plots can keep the action moving. And, for the record, Kill Bill Vol. 2 was about 2.5 hours too long. (On a side note: Uma Thurman — not that hot.)
Rap music — I feel bad, especially for someone who is known to write music reviews, to rule out an entire genre. However, I don't own any rap albums and I've never heard a rap song and enjoyed it, aside from Tone Loc's “Wild Thing” — the first cassette single I ever purchased.
Mushrooms — Gross texture. The knowledge that they are a fungus, the same family of plant that people grow on their feet. Even fresh, they are bad on salad, bad on pizza, bad everywhere.
Angelina Jolie — As I peck these words out on my keyboard I can hear Morgan Johnson let out a tribal scream and start running north along I-95 to kick my ass. But, frankly, there are a lot of actresses (Catherine Zeta Jones, Portia DiRossi) that I think are hotter than Angelina Jolie but somehow she has just become synonymous with sex. I mean, she's not an ugly girl, but come on.
Cats — They hate you unless you have something to offer them.
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