A New Take on Age Verification

I went to buy some beer Friday evening and, after selecting a brew, I took it to the register to pay. The clerk was a man in his 40s with a double chin:

Clerk: How old are you?

Me: 27.

Clerk: Oh, ok… That’ll be $7.13.

I then proceeded to pay for the beer. But, it left me wondering whether this was the clerk’s attempt at age verification or whether he was just curious how old I was ;).

Constantine — Review

Full disclosure: Grace Hill Media offered bloggers a free screening pass in exchange for writing an entry about Contantine; I participated in that offer.

You know that feeling you get after suddenly waking up in a movie theater after having dozed off? You’re thinking “What�s going on?” and “What just happened there?”. Yeah, that’s how I felt the entire time as I watched Constantine. Except that I was wide awake the whole time. And that mostly summarizes the screening for Constantine which I went to last night.

Other than the trailer for it preceding In Good Company, I hadn’t heard much about it — the trailer featured a heroic Keanu Reeves in a black & white suit sporting a gun, with plenty of demons and ominous dialog about heaven and hell. How bad could it be? And, the movie started off on the right foot — the WB logo faded in and slowly crumbled into the breeze as an off-screen wind blew in. Unfortunately — and I mean this unsarcastically — the movie went downhill from there.

[Very minor oh-that’s-cool spoiler in this paragraph.] Sure, it had its high points. I mean, one of the early scenes featured a demon-possessed worker who strolls into a road, unaware of the oncoming traffic. He ends up walking right into the path of a car which is unable to stop in time — and the worker remains standing like an immovable force while the car buckles around him.

So, the movie had its cool moments, but I had no idea what was going on. The plot goes something like this: Keanu Reeves plays John Constantine, a man who helps “keep the balance” between the demons of hell and life on earth. And, there’s this woman who jumps to her death. And, there’s another woman that’s a detective. Oh, and Satan and God have a pact that demons must remain in hell but that each of them can sometimes influence the minds of humans. Let me put it this way: Constantine’s plot could form the basis for a new Chewbacca Defense.

It’s not uncommon for directors to have reoccurring signature elements which they incorporate across several works. For instance, James Cameron likes to show feet trampling things and his movies often involve nuclear war. Well, a little IMDB checking reveals that Francis Lawrence directed Constantine. And, as this was his first foray into movie directing, I couldn’t make direct comparisons across a stretch of movies. But, I did notice several themes which kept coming up. To be fair, though, they were more like fetishes at the level with which Lawrence was marinating the audience in these elements:

  • Smoking — Yeah, John Constantine smokes and, to Lawrence’s credit, this didn't automatically make him a bad guy. But his cigarettes and Zippo-style lighter just about made enough appearances to warrant an entry in the closing credits.

  • Water & Fluids — For some reason, whether it’s blood pooling or water hurling into the air, this guy loves fluids. I mean, had he toned it down, it could have been a theme worthy of a snide remark in the director’s commentary, but it just left me thinking, “What, more fluids?”

  • Bugs — Sure, bugs are gross, but that doesn’t mean they should be the go-to device for ready-made creepiness. Having said that, even though the movie is creepy at times, it wasn’t scary to me. But, it had its gross moments. And every gross moment was bug-based. Just a warning — if bugs wig you out, you might want to skip this one.

This movie may sounds pretty bad so far, but there’s yet another draining feature: the kid sidekick. Sidekicks rarely work well in movies (though I’ll acknowledge that there are a few exceptions). And, kid sidekicks are almost always a bad idea. Granted, the kid isn’t some youngster, but he isn’t old enough to drink, either. And, as you might expect, he does little more than act as a sounding board for John Constantine’s one-liners and provide some comic relief every now and then.

Maybe the script just needed another rewrite. Or maybe some would-be “oh, I get it now” scene got left on the cutting-room floor. Either way, I’d skip this one. It’s not boring — I’ll give it that — but I just couldn’t follow what was going on. Then again, it might be salvagable as a rental if supplemented with gratuitous use of the fast-forward button.

A Better Way out of Uptown?

I left work just after 6:00 yesterday (maybe 6:10 or so) but it still took me until about 6:45 to get to the gym. It’s perhaps a little over six miles and I would think that it might be possible to get there in about 20 minutes — if there wasn’t any traffic. So, I’m curious whether there might be a better way to get there. I work off of Turtle Creek & Hall and the Bally’s that I go to is at Abrams & Skillman. Here’s my current route :

  1. Starting from work, go east on Hall St
  2. Go through a few traffic lights and then turn left (north) on McKinney
  3. At the next traffic light, turn right (east) on Lemmon
  4. Turn left to go north on 75
  5. Exit Northwest Hwy — East
  6. Take the turn-off for Skillman North
  7. End at the Bally's at Skillman and Abrams

I don’t see much room for improvement, for the most part, but I’m wondering about that Lemmon-to-75 stretch. Of course, Lemmon connects with 75, but it really just goes onto the service road; then, you actually have to go north on the service road to Blackburn which then has a proper on-ramp to 75. Would it be faster to drive further while I’m on McKinney and only turn right once I reach Blackburn?