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One of those films you can watch 100 times and still discover something new.

Everything to say about this movie has already been said, except this: it inspired this bit of genius —

I want to make one thing clear from the outset: I’m not old. Yeah, I might be a little older than you — maybe — but I’m not old. I’m still cutting edge, still tech-savvy. I know how to friendster people on my Face-Book, and nobody downloads more Youtubes on a daily basis than I do (I like the ones where cats fall off of stuff).
Which is why it really offended me when I was IM’ing with my 19-year-old cousin the other day, and he mocked my consistent use of punctuation. My first response was an angry tirade. Something like: “Yeah, so my e-mails aren’t an undifferentiated string of lower-case letters — that makes me over the hill? I was IM’ing when you were still mastering Lite-Brite technology, you little punk.” (Followed by lots more raving that’s unprintable, highly personal, and anatomically impossible. But you get the idea.)
Then, as his mother was calling my mother and a major family crisis started brewing, I plopped down on the couch to cool off with some DVDs. Movies always chill me out, and as I watched I realized, hey, I don’t just use punctuation because I’m old and atrophied! I use punctuation because it’s really handy! For example, what would that great Mamet line be without the punctuation?? “F— me? F— you!” … Without punctuation? Wouldn’t be much of anything, in my humble opinion.

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