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Bad parking jobs, bad movies, and even worse gelati hurt my daughter/cousin’s feelings

Books, Food, Photos, TV & Movies, Thoughts | July 10, 2010

Most spectacular parking job I’ve seen in quite a while:

Upon closer inspection, I saw the “FOR SALE” sign in the rear windshield. So I guess it wasn’t really a parking job; it was a “oh, I’m going to randomly sell my car in a random parking lot and take up lots of space so people will notice” job. Still, was it necessary to make use of FOUR parking spots? You don’t steal valuable movie theater parking spots on a Friday night, contributing to the fullness of the lot and making moviegoers park in front of Walmart instead. You just don’t.

Unsurprisingly, my friends and I aren’t the only ones who think so, as evidenced by the note we saw on the front windshield:

Bwahahahaha. “…You hurt my daughter/cousin’s feelings. FUCK YOUR ‘FOR-SALE’ SIGN! I NEED A PARKING SPOT.” Most spectacular note I’ve seen in a while.

If you’re wondering what movie we saw, it was Splice, the most spectacularly disturbing movie I’ve seen in a while. Highlight for spoilers: People playing God? Incest? Abuse? Voyeurism? Bestiality? Killing a poor, innocent, ADORABLE CAT? All in one movie?

Parts of the movie were hilarious, though, I’ll give it that, even if I’m not sure they were hilarious by intention.

The part that keeps infiltrating my thoughts hours after the movie is the part where the protagonists talk about right and wrong and crossing the line between them. Where is that line, and which lines do we not cross? This subject has come up in the books I’ve read (mainly The Little Girl and The Cigarette by Benoit Duteurtre) and the TV shows (mainly Lie to Me) I’ve watched this week, and I just cannot stop thinking about it. Where’s the line between legislation that protects people and laws that exercise excessive control over people’s lives, as the world in Duteurtre’s book perhaps crosses by making cigarettes illegal nearly everywhere? Is there a line between good deception and bad deception, both of which Lie to Me deals with in nearly every episode? Where’s the line between caring and prying? Between learning and finding out information we just shouldn’t know? Between attaining a healthy degree of control and messing with others’ lives? Is it the intentions? Are intentions ever clear?

Mind-boggling.

I’ll leave you all with an important public service announcement (and I hope you know by now that by “public service announcement” I really always mean “my opinions that I think are important but you probably don’t and maybe disagree but shouldn’t because my tastes are far superior to yours but not really”): Rita’s = spectacularly disgusting. Especially the gelati, which is nothing like gelato. Maybe that’s where it goes wrong in the first place. But really, custard that tastes like plastic combined with piña colada slush that tastes like how I imagine window cleaner to taste? No thanks. That really hurts my daughter/cousin’s feelings. In a spectacular way.