robert redford defies reason

Robert Redford is walking sex, and I don't care that my grandmother has a better chance with him than I do. He's a sexy old man.

I just watched some movie I didn't even know he recently made -- something about lions and lambs? It was sort of in that Babel/Crash genre, where there are 3 vaguely connected storylines that come together to "really say something, man." This time the statement was about the war and constituent passivism and media compliance and the confluence of personal and political and professional factors that result in bodybags. It was good. It was thought-provoking, anyway, and I was glad Hollywood bothered to take on a complicated subject and allow it to remain complicated.

The movie did kind of make me hate myself without really knowing how to remedy that, though. The message was "do something" -- it didn't really come with any advice on what specifically to do, but for my part, I hooked up with a Marine last night, which I think definitely counts as serving my country. Or servicing my country, anyway.

In related news, I hate partying in Virginia. Every time I go there I wind up with another name I have to list on PeopleIWontBeCalling.com. Note to self: Learn your lessons, already, Kato!