Charlie Wilson's War, Teeth, & National Treasure: Book of Secrets

Charlie Wilson's War depresses me, because it's basically making me root for the mujaheddin. Maybe if they hadn't frickin' pulled out the troops in 2002 and 2003 for Iraq, we wouldn't still have be there. Damnit. Of course, they did note the dangers of the war and the being unwilling to help build it back up afterward. Which, amazingly, we seem to like "fucking up the end game" as Charlie Wilson said. Mike Nichols and Aaron Sorkin do a fine job with the film. Really, it's a frustrating film, but for nothing except my political issues with it.

Teeth is utterly ridiculous. Basically, it's extremely unsubtle, but it's a film about explicit vagina dentata. You don't really see too many films that are explicit in it. There are quite a few severed penii. Well, three. And there's just so much I can take. But I gotta love any film that punishes people for having pre-marital sex for bad reasons. Raping, having sex for money, and being creepy are all more than enough reasons to cut off penii. The dog being named Mother, though, that may have been the crowning touch to the ridiculousness. Of course, the movie is not something that you can watch without cringing horribly, either for the newly depenistrated men or for Dawn's shocked reactions to having just cut off a penis (or fingers). The first couple times.

National Treasure: Book of Secrets is goofy. I enjoyed the first one quite a bit. This one is more ridiculous, and even less based in reality. But Nic Cage, Ed Harris, et al. were lots of fun. Not a great movie by any stretch of the imagination, but I enjoyed it.