Saturday, May 26, 2007
Revising the idea of a bad day
Last night I happened to watch, "Apocalypto."
From the first scene, it's an intense, extreeeeemely violent and bloody movie. After watching poor Jaguar Paw go through a few days, I said to Troy, "Wow. Kind of makes you feel like you shouldn't complain about the worst day you might have."
Indeed, I don't have to chase down a tapir for dinner (nor eat it's balls); run for my life while arrows are being slung at my back; or birth a baby au naturelle (I've learned that's not for me) like Mrs. Jaguar Paw.
Whenever I watch any historical show and consider how people may have lived before modern times, I'm always grateful to live in the here and now, with access to Advil.
And so, as much as I would like to complain about today, which is being devoted to the battle of wills between Harry and myself over his potty-training, I won't.
Read a movie review of "Apocalypto"
Read what a Mayan scholar says about "Apocalypto."
And yet another Mayan scholar, archaeologist Dr. Smith, says yes, it really was that brutal."
Posted by Lisa at 7:49 PM