My afternoon had practically expired last evening when I began watching the Alicia Witt movie I had selected ─ 1994's Fun.
You can read for yourself what the movie was about ─ I will only add that it almost did seem like it was a documentary.
Unless the movie was produced with unusual speed, I would assume that Alicia was probably at most 18 years old ─ she was born in August 1975, so she would have had her 19th birthday in August 1994.
In the movie, she played a 14-year-old teen. This was believable because of her girly-soft (or baby-fat) facial structure, as well as her character's absolutely annoying hyperactivity, seemingly unable to repress her need to be up and jumping around, dancing ridiculously awkwardly.
Meantime, she would be running off at the mouth all the while, spouting juvenile nonsense.
Alicia was so very good at playing this sort of character that it was not long before I was utterly sick of her ─ hyperactive people annoy me very much. And by being sick of her, since Alicia was effectively her character "Bonnie", I became quite fed up with Alicia herself.
It became almost all I could do to watch the movie to its conclusion.
I felt a lot of sympathy for "Bonnie's" new friend and co-murderer "Hillary", but "Bonnie" seemed to me a wholly lost cause. She was clearly nuts ─ and this was irrefutable when I was treated to the actual murder of the old lady. It was all "Bonnie" ─ "Hillary" seemed almost aghast at the endless frenzy of "Bonnie's" stabbing of the old woman, "Hillary" finally having to herself pull "Bonnie" off the dead woman after it was clear that "Bonnie" was probably going to exceed a hundred stabs and keep going until she dropped of exhaustion.
As far as I was concerned, "Bonnie" had no business being alive. She was simply too irreparably defective to be living amongst us.
"Hillary" ─ as played by then-young actress Renee Humphrey, and whom I was unfamiliar with (and who was almost seven months older than Alicia and playing a 15-year-old) ─ was clearly an introspective and even a logical young teen who had experienced growing up with an incestuous pedophilic father. "Bonnie", by contrast a virgin, never experienced anything as unwholesome as that ─ she simply lied about herself to "Hillary" to make it sound as if she was equally affected by a sorry home scene involving a non-existent somewhat older brother.
"Bonnie" just happened to be a good liar.
Honestly, when we were to learn toward the movie's conclusion that "Bonnie" had spent a dozen days in a coma after deliberately "flying" off a "juvenile detention center" balcony, and then dying at the end of those 12 days, I was glad. She was hopeless ─ she could not even begin to mature into a sensible young woman.
I nearly lost my attraction for Alicia because of how well she portrayed "Bonnie". Actually, I did lose it temporarily ─ she, embodying her character as well as she did, disgusted and repelled me.
I hope none of Alicia's later roles affect me with such a distaste for her or a character she plays. I want to remain a fan!
I must applaud actress Leslie Hope who so ably played the youth detention center's warden or mind doctor (I was never quite sure which); and actor William R. Moses, who had the role of a tabloid reporter seeking to report on the two girls, but who gets caught up in trying to help them practically as much as was Leslie Hope's character. Even though both of these actors seemed as if they might have been visually familiar to me, I cannot claim that to be true despite their long lists of acting credits.
By the way, I watched the movie on T.V. via our Android TV Box and a browser app that I have downloaded into it, finding a source for the movie at a website that I now cannot recall. However, if interested ─ and provided that your computer or streaming device can deal with noxious new browser tabs that these sources inflict upon the visitor ─ the movie is presently available at M4uHD (alternatively here and maybe even here and here), or 123Movies. There are many sources ─ just do not bother using Google to find them.
My wife was to leave us early into the movie. I do not recall that she suggested her return, but likely it will not be until Monday or Tuesday. She spends her free weekend time elsewhere ─ such is our marriage.
I do not believe that my younger brother showed up from his daily socializing until after 10 p.m. Had my wife not been home for as long as she was, I likely would have gone to bed instead of still be sitting up for him at that time. And so we watched T.V. together (again, via our Android TV Box) until near the finish of the midnight hour.
This morning's T.V. fare together was to be different, for I led us off with a superb 2022 documentary that was nearly 1¾ hours in duration (1:42:40): Unacceptable Views.
Unacceptable Views is a work of love for the Truckers, Convoy participants and Freedom-loving Canadians. Having been cancelled myself and labelled a racist with zero proof, the convoy pulled me out of a very dark place. Working on this documentary the last 11 months has brought purpose back into my life and I’m so thankful for all of my new Freedom loving friends.
My eyes burned with emotion during the early footage of that amazing Freedom Convoy 2022.
I have never been any kind of fan of the police, but when I witnessed the police action that went on in Ottawa early last year at prick Turdeau's command, I have come to despise them.
How could anybody wish to join their ranks after that? I now perceive cops to be the absolute dregs of inhumanity ─ second only to the Liberal and NDP coalition of liars who the fuzz clearly obey with unnatural fervour.
My brother sought his bed rest quite early into the noon hour; I was into my own bed for a nap well before the noon hour's expiration. During my nap, my brother had left for the day to once again socialize.
The morning was overcast ─ yesterday's sunshine only a memory. A light rain possibly began even before I sought my nap, and has more or less continued ─ but it has been very light.
I did not expect that I would, but I actually had a tool shed exercise session around 4 p.m., first weighing in at maybe 193 pounds in the runners I was wearing. I am holding steady in the pull-ups and chin-ups ─ six sets with the following repetitions: 4 - 2 - 3 - 2 - 2 - 2.
I have early evening plans to finally deposit my brother's monthly expenses reconciliation cheque of just over $202 that he wrote out to me on New Year's Day. Then I will do some grocery shopping at the Save-On-Foods outlet near to the ATM. Overall, the walk will probably be an easy round trip of two miles.
Since I have that outing in mind, I likely will not seek to watch a movie beforehand. I had best not invest that much time in any T.V.
I have been working betimes on an E-mail since this morning to a chap whom I saw interviewed early in December, so I am going to conclude and publish this post and put some further work into that introduction.
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