I apparently am a member of Generation Grumpy, or those, at least in its original designation as Grumpy Middle, born between 1962 and 1971, and didn’t even know it.
Those of us between 45-54, according to the Chicago Tribune editorial writers, have had “a remarkable mix of boom and bust, pleasure and pain” throughout our adult lives, including multiple recessions (e.g., the 1980 and 1982 double recession) and crashes (e.g., the 1987 stock market collapse), as well as have experienced the effects of globalization and the internet. Moreover, our gains, such as record stock market growth, have been limited by lingering losses, such as years or weak economic and wage growth.
I can understand, after seeing All The Money In The World, how Director Ridley Scott could reshoot the Kevin Spacey scenes, but I’m mixed after learning why and how.
This crime thriller movie, which is based upon John Pearson’s (1995) book Painfully Rich: The Outrageous Fortunes and Misfortunes of the Heirs of J. Paul Getty, narrates Getty’s refusal to pay the ransom demands of his grandson’s kidnappers in 1973. Getty relents in the move only after he is criticized by his employee Fletcher Chase (Mark Wahlberg), a former CIA operative, when his grandson’s severed ear is sent to a newspaper. Even so, Getty is only willing to pay the amount that he can claim as tax deductible, and he insists that his former daughter-in-law Gail Harris (Michelle Williams) must relinquish her custody rights of his grandchildren, whom he hardly knew. Continue reading “Meaning and Means”
Two movies have excited me since I saw them. The first is Lady Bird, which is a sweetly sad story about the love between a mother and a daughter who is searching for her identity. The other is Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri, which is an unexpectedly inspiring story about the grit of a woman who refuses to succumb to tragedy. Continue reading “Just Around The Corner”