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Monday, May 4, 2020

90-Min Amazon Prime: "Wild Card' and Jason Statham vs. William Goldman

*Blog post started on April 30, 2020.

Things keep getting weirder during the lockdown. Tuesday, it was 2:00 am and the monotony of trying to get enough virtual currency to purchase Beth Phoenix in "WWE 2K19" (to then be able to download the best Nyla Rose before the servers shut down in May) was wearing on me. Aside from watching "The Daily Social Distancing Show" and eating Taco Bell after work and errands, the ex-girlfriend decided to be her aloof self in the living room. All of the 4K gear is in that room and I have yet to watch my "Rise of Skywalker" disc yet. I lay back and let out a "Go to fucking bed *redacted*."

"What was that?"

"Just talking to myself."

So the lesson should have just been, play video games like Simon Pegg did on "Spaced" and no one will pay attention to my cursing from the spare room. Then I got back from work last night.

She was frustrated because her ex-fiancé and then leading candidate for next roommate had wanted a custom face covering. Her mom had requested one the prior day and her father keeps breaking his. It is quite the work load and its keeping her away from her Etsy shop. On top of that, she gets a call mid process from this "gentleman":

"Is it okay if I put NRA on his mask."

"He'll look like an asshole, but I'm sure he'd say 'free country'."

"They're only trying to protect the right to bear arms."

"Do I need to pull up NRA TV?"

Wednesday is a good night for TV. "AEW Dynamite" from 7 pm to 9 pm. "South Park" from 9 to 9:30 pm. "Full Frontal with Samantha Bee" from 9:30 to 10 pm, and Trevor Noah's show at 10 pm. I got comfy so I did not really worry about the ex not sharing the experience. That was until her cat wanted attention.

"I think I may just move to *redacted*. I wanna keep Skim."

"You're not going to lose him."

It turns out, it maybe about the guy she was thinking about moving in with.

I got a movie review, that turns out to be prophetic when it comes to the scenario above, so I am going to skip some details. Things were also weird because I was experiencing my first NSFW picture exchange on Snap Chat. Somehow we got to bonding over all the madness going around and thinking about our stimulus checks, the fun of not moving came to mind. We are not going to get back together anytime soon, but maybe we could look after each other during the fall out.

This relates to the movie because it is about a character who seems co-dependent on the people of Las Vegas. He needs to get out, but that could be too easy. And what happens after he captures his dream? How will he stay sane? It is William Goldman's last screenplay, so there has got to be some intellect to it. But not since "Snatch", when has there been a Jason Statham movie that had that ("Revolver" and maybe "Safe", but "Expendables", "Crank", and "The Transporter" definitely lack that.)?

Wild Card


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