i belong to netflix. i pay $16 a month for unlimited movies, two at a time. a luxury? not really, when you consider i would probably rent 4-6 movies a month anyway, at $3-4 a pop, and driving to pick them up and drop them off on time. for $16, i get anywhere from 8-18 movies/month and all i have to do is go to my mailbox.
anyway, i have been on a documentary/indie films kick. there are so many movies that i hear things about and then can’t find them at the video store. i watched the motorcycle diaries and the vagina monologues the other day. and, for the life of me, i can’t figure out what the big deal is about the V monologues.
it was banned from st. ben’s, and i don’t know why. besides yelling the C word over and over (to reclaim it, so to speak), there was nothing offensive about it. it was interesting, and funny, and reassuring to the female gender. basically, it prompted embracement of being a female instead of trying to mannify the world. i liked it.
tomorrow i’m expecting ellen degeneres’ first filmed stand-up – i am excited! my mom and jane said it was absolutely hilarious.