We watched a Steven Seagal film last night that I'd gotten for $5. I have a weakness for the guy, though he can't act and his films are violent and unredeeming. He always plays someone, in this case a Navy Seal, who kills all the bad guys, pretty much by himself. He doesn't mess around with romance, though there is always a pretty girl to look at, and he doesn't try to avoid wounding or killing, in fact, he dispatches with no pause whatsoever. His martial arts skills are amazing, and his hands are super fast. I think I like the films because they don't pretend to be anything more than they are: fantasies about a world of good guys and bad guys with no gray area, where the enemies are so bad, their plots so heinous, that it's just logical to get rid of them. Nothing in real life is like this, therefore it's an escape. Real life is so complex and blurry that it's hard to know what action to take and how and when. Seeing his movies give you a break from thinking. And it doesn't harm your body like alcohol or drugs.
I had a great phone conversation yesterday with a friend. And it was complex and interesting, about challenging human relationships. I guess I was done for the day after that, hence the Seagal movie. My brain can only take so much these days.
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