But a blown ACL is fairly significant.
Right, but, people do come back from it. Come back to their former glory, even (or as much former glory as you can get out of Aaron Boone). (Who did it to himself in the offseason, playing basketball.)
he didn't retire because he had creaky knees--he retired because he blew out a joint.
I, uh, don't have any idea how these are different? "Knee(s) made of cheese" and "creaky knee(s)" and "blew out his knee(s)" all mean roughly the same thing to me: bum knee(s). There are bum knees you come back from, and bum knees you don't; but is there something in the elocution that makes that distinction, to you?
There are chronic knee injuries - athritis, which ita has, and inflamed cartiledge, and stuff like that - that I would call "creaky knees" (or, I suppose, "knees of cheese.") There's not much that can be done for them, and they tend to slowly get worse, and lead to pain and stiffness, and gradually reduce ability.
Blowing out a knee - usually slang for an ACL injury, though I think other ligaments can go - is a catastrophic injury. I am pretty sure you can't walk after you do it - it requires surgery. You may come back okay, or you may never be the same, and I think it sort of depends also on how knee-y your sport is (baseball or golf, nsm with requiring the good knees; soccer or basketball or skiing, more knee action.)
OK. I just read the first Temeraire book. My word, does that have Peter Jackson and Weta written all over it. I wasn't sure at first, but the climatic battle scene is just so PJ.
And with Napoleonic uniforms and brightly colored dragons, it should be easy to tell who's who.
Speaking of - EW interviews Peter Jackson about many things including The Hobbit and Temeraire - here.
The Matrix: Revolutions slow-motion rave music videosequence was just on. How is it that Budweiser hasn't bought the footage from this to air as a commercial?
The whole scene? That takes some dedication by the network to devote that much of their daily programming to one thing.
They did split it up with a commercial break in the middle.
So,
Children of Men
is one of the best films of the year. Not only does it quickly abolish the emotional distance between the audience and the film's world and characters but it also has one of the most overwhelming, nerve-shredding sequences I've ever seen
and
one of the most graceful.
I adore Cuarón and several the film's actors (in particular Julianne Moore and Peter Mullan, though their performances here aren't that memorable) so I was expecting to like it but I was expecting to like it in more of an entertaining
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Az... Harry Potter 3
way than a rapturous
Y tu mamá también
way. And it's definitel the rapturous kind of like I'm feeling.
In places, the sound design and editing are top-notch. I say 'in places' because the absence of both is, in places, much more striking.
I saw
the Last Kiss
last night. It was an odd combination of really true, intimate and well-acted scenes and lame plot contrivances. Big problem for me was
the younger chick was patently uninteresting--they needed someone like Faith to make that attraction work.
Blythe Danner, looking absolutely beautiful and exactly her own age, and Tom Wilkinson were amazing.
