I admit it, I have watched just about every documentary out there on 9/11. I’m a 9/11 freak.
That’s not to say I believe the conspiracy theories — not at all. I’m just fascinated by how the theories come about and how people justify them.
As conspiracy theories go, this one — that the three WTC buildings were brought down by carefully controlled demolition techniques — is not a new one, but it is one of the more spectacular.
The unnerving thing is that this particular version of it is espoused by a seemingly pretty credible group of people — architects, engineers, demolition experts and scientists who are all willing to go on the record.
They don’t say the US government brought the buildings down. But they certainly imply that the US government covered up the evidence, for whatever reason.
I would be completely unsurprised if WTC7 was brought down by demolition — it was a hazard after all, and supposedly damaged beyond repair, so yeah, pull the thing down safely. I have a much much harder time believing WTC 1 and 2 were brought down that way.
And yet, it’s a tad unnerving.
For My Wife is a nice doco about recent changes in same-sex rights legislation in Washington state in the US. Charlene Strong’s wife Kate, drowned in a bad rainstorm in Seattle and Charlene was denied access to her partner at the hospital and later was discriminated against by the funeral home. She went on to become an activist in the fight that saw Washington introduce equal rights for same-sex partners.
It’s a fairly short dock, but well worth the effort. An important story, well told.
Here’s a confession: I was put in mind of Carol Channing while watching the Governor-General’s ANZAC Day speech.
Channing’s a legend. No surprises with her. What you see is what you get, every single time. She’s still going strong in her 90s, still playing dumb while being exceptionally EXCEPTIONALLY smart.
This is a good doco. A good mix of past and present, as well as fans, fellow performers, dancers and dingbats having their say.
Hilarious. H. I. L. A. R. I. O. U. S.
I loved Bridesmaids, I loved Glee before it became ridiculous, and this movie is a perfect mix of the two. Smart women humour, writing and acting, mixed with a capella singing. Can’t do better than that.
Rebel Wilson is brilliant. But there isn’t a character in this that doesn’t rock it one way or another. Someone makes a vomit angel funny, for crying out loud.