Honestly, I felt like his answers could have been supplied by anyone, with or without experience in public relations in general, and sports PR in particular - generic, with enough names dropped in between to lead an un-discerning mind think, "Oh maybe he really has connections." There was very little convince me,…
I waited until it had ended, so I could choose to only read those questions that were answered. I tried to follow at the start and quickly tired of the rubbish from burners.
Incredibly so, yes. Very well-directed, edited and paced. Even the little things that should normally bother me (Redford driving the wrong way from Georgetown to get to Langley) didn't get in the way of appreciating the film.
Crimson Tide, Enemy of the State and Spy Game would make a tremendous triple-Tony Scott-feature. As you said Will, he made the right material into great films, though having them tremendously well-cast and scored didn't hurt either.
Anyone hanging in there and watching the Nats game?
Hells to the yes, I know I am.
Uh, you must be referring to a game that happened over the weekend, correct? Sox are off today.
Totally underrated film. Saw in the theatre multiple times, glad there are other fans out there.
But what of those who do blow the whistle, only to find everyone, at every level one is making the noise, around far too willing to stick their fingers in their ears as far as necessary to block out the sound?
Ha, indeed. Probably just multiply the butter and peanut butter quantities by 10 to get it to Elvis' liking.
In other words, lets say you work at a company and you know your subordinate or superior is the devil. Could you fire him yourself if he was politically connected and good as HIS job? Not without convincing everyone else in his community that he was a terrible pedophile.
It looks delish but I think I will only consume it through pictures, both for the sake of safety and diet. Is that really Elvis' recipe though, or is it just called that?
I can't believe I'm saying this but that sounds quite delicious, especially if paired with a nice Gewurztraminer. I'm nearly tempted to cook up a batch right now as miraculously all four ingredients are at my disposal. Unfortunately, I have a penchant for kitchen mishaps, particularly where skillets and heat are…
*laughs*
I'm not suggesting Posnanski's book is dishonest, but I have a feeling that he pulled a lot of punches out of a misplaced affection for the subject of the book.
Bake 'em!
Probably a wise idea in that case. Everything about this book just screams it should have been shipped directly to Dollar Tree - the lazy cover creative, the bland title, etc. etc. Hopefully Posnanski will rebound from this momentary nadir in his career.
It's not about blaming him, but I think it is obvious from the few comments Posnanski has made since last November that he had become emotionally attached to Paterno, and giving Paterno objective (i.e., critical) treatment was going to be impossible.