So I watched Up in the Air last week. There was a lot of hype about it, you know the one movie you must see this year, George Clooney gives a masterful performance, blah, blah, blah.
It was pretty good. I think I would have enjoyed it watching it uninterrupted but what are you going to do? It was 3 day rental from the library and I’m not home that much. Be that as it may, George Clooney’s character, Ryan Bingham, is my new hero. Trimming the fat from life, going from place to place with a swipe of his cards, working the system to maximum efficiency. Is he isolated? Yes. Is everything planned? Yes. Is there no room for error? Yes. Exactly how it should be.
Now would I want his job? No. That was terrible. But it did get me thinking, what is my dream? Not sure that I know that. And as for his side project, What would be in my backpack? Erin, Larry, my neuroses, my family, my house, my car. What would I save? Maybe a soccer jersey, definitely my ipod, probably a couple of CD’s and books.
He goes after the woman in the end and is emotionally bitch slapped. That was kind of interesting. Usually I like that sort of thing but for whatever reason, I didn’t enjoy that part of the movie.
I will probably watch it again in its entirety. Not sure if it was the best movie of the year. Timely yes. Amazing, not so much.