Million Dollar Baby
I finally talked Amanda into seeing Million Dollar Baby last night. I’d been on the fence whether I wanted to see it or not, but its strong showing at the Golden Globes combined with my desire to see all the Best Picture and Best Director nominated films this year pushed me over the edge.
Million Dollar Baby is a great film, and the first Clint Eastwood-directed film I’ve ever seen. I’ll be seeing some more in short order, I think; Unforgiven and Mystic River have been on my list for awhile, but I think I’ll probably skip Space Cowboys.
I’m going to refrain from discussing plot, because I went into the film knowing only “It’s about boxing,” and I think that’s the best frame of mind with which to start. Being that it is, officially, a 2004 film, I’m going to go ahead and revise my list: Million Dollar Baby takes the 5 slot, ranking just ahead of Ray and just behind Sideways.
Last night was also notable for events inside the movie theater. I asked a couple of fellow moviegoers to kindly stop talking about 2/3 through the film. They suggested Amanda and I move.
“I wanna listen to the goddamn Cubs game. Is there a law? Show me a law that says I can’t listen to the Cubs game and I’ll stop.”
