From my gofobo review of Adam Sandler’s new movie, That’s My Boy:
This review is going to be mainly gripes.
Adam Sandler’s new movie, That’s My Boy, had the entire theater laughing at a special screening in Indianapolis on Tuesday, but it was mostly uncomfortable. Bringing up such uncomfortable topics in humor as adultery, incest, teacher-student molestation, fat naked chicks, old naked chicks, and much more, the over-the-top movie was an Adam Sandler flick through and through, so plan accordingly. Aside from the old hat Adam Sandler, however, there was the addition of Andy Samberg’s special type of comedy that is more subtle, which meant that the film had a strange combinatory rhythm to it that I couldn’t follow. Often, while the crowd was laughing about the gross out jokes, Samberg’s sarcastic remarks in retort were completely lost in the shuffle. Also, Adam Sandler has a voice that he puts on that is a mix of Good Will Hunting’s Southie and Tollbooth Willy’s slightly slurred drunk speak. I suppose since Sandler’s character was constantly drinking, this was due to his actually being drunk.
The couple good things about the movie: Vanilla Ice, great random 80s references, and enough funny moments to keep it interesting, while a story not interesting enough to remember during the hangover the next day.
Did the Internet community peak at bookmarks? Asked in a different and perhaps more complete way: just as technologies like RSS and email in their purest forms are hard to beat even as technology marches forward, what better technology exists to keep track of information on the ever-expanding Internet than bookmarks? Taken a step further, what better way to share the bookmarked information than a site of your own? As such, I‘ve been reading, which is why I write now.
Working in and having a passion for libraries, I am struck by the fact that the way bookmarks work in the physical world is not directly analogous to bookmarks in the digital world. Bookmarks in the digital world are instead like dog-eared pages or highlighted passages; if you think of the Internet as a single tome, that is. In any case, anything that moves you to deface a book should probably be shared or become immortalized in some other way than just a reference for a future version of yourself.