There's something special about office dwelling weenie Wesley Gibson. Despite his extraordinarily pathetic life ruled by popping pills, Gibson, played by James McAvoy (Atonement), has the special ability to bend bullets and other spectacular impossibilities. Yes, I'm talking about Wanted, the new film directed by Timur Bekmambetov... and while Morgan Freeman + (Angelina + guns) sounds like an adequate recipe for a decent film, the whacky premise of Wanted makes me wish they had gone with the "maybe it'd be better if we made Wesley face-off against Neo from the Matrix" idea.
Saturday, June 28, 2008
GEOFF REVIEWS: WANTED (2008)
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Tuesday, June 24, 2008
JOY COMES IN THE MORNING
God is my shepherd, I won't be wanting, I won't be wanting.
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Friday, June 20, 2008
LOVE AND HATE
I am starting to come to terms with the fact that I truly despise Los Angeles. I despise her sports teams, her traffic, her dirtiness, her crooked cops, her stupid heat. Not only do I loathe living so close to this overpopulated crap heap, but I fail to understand how things could be so bad.
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Saturday, June 14, 2008
IN THE NAME OF
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Tuesday, June 3, 2008
RARE HONESTY
I find great wisdom in the poetry of C.S Lewis, reiterated again by Blue Like Jazz author, Donald Miller:
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Sunday, June 1, 2008
OH ME OF LITTLE FAITH
Here I am, sitting here trying to justify why I feel sorry for myself,
and then I realize how little faith I have. I have been doubting God
and his big plans for me. I'm tired of doing that.
I know God has the best of this world in store for me, and it is time
I live like I believe it.
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DEFEAT IS TODAY'S THEME
I feel defeated, and the sad things is I wish I would have put up more
of a fight.
Maybe I am completely wrong, but unless I am mistaken, my time was
worth nothing if not barely a little more.
I guess all I am asking, is for one damn moment in my life where I
might be given the blessing and fortune to finish first. I do not
curse God, and I am thankful for the blessings I do have, I am just
not myself right now as I think about how this makes me feel.
Jealousy is not befitting me, but for some reason I am tempted to give
in as all those lies I wanted to believe seem to have a little more
credit to them (read LIES AND PRAYERS -- March 07, 2008).
And I am left again desiring what I do not, will not, and for some
reason cannot seem to have.
Yet in some way, it makes life taste sweeter. Even the bitter moments
of life enhance my understanding of what it means to live fully, and I
revel in the fact that heartache gives me hope of better things to
come. With a hope and a prayer, perhaps God will smile on me soon
enough.
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YET LIFE CARRIES ONWARD
How can we live free in a world where death is the inevitable destiny
we all face? For the past year I have tried to live out a life where
freedom is the credo by which I shape my life, but every day I have to
relearn what that truly means. It all seems so pointless when a
friend passes, yet life carries on. What does this infer about living
a life of freedom? Am I free from sadness? By all means, no. But is
sadness not a force that binds us in so many ways?
For me, I try to take encouragement in the knowledge I have of the
truth that there is more than this world. Where "moth and rust do not
destroy." Someday there will be no more hurt, no more sadness, nor
death nor illness will be capable of causing the pain now felt. There
are times where I find myself angry amidst sadness, and I try my best
to reconcile freedom and joy with pain and hurt. The scriptures say
blessed are those who morn, so I doubt God wants to send us a muddied
and mixed message.
I'm reminded of the worship song many of us know:
I am pressed but not crushed, persecuted but not abandoned
struck down but not destroyed, I am blessed beyond this curse
for his promises I endure, his joys going to be my strength
I'm trading my sorrows, I'm trading my pain,
I am laying them down, for the joy of the Lord.
If there is anything I have learned, there is a time for everything.
There is a time for mourning and a time for joy. What a life of
freedom means to me is that I know the joy to come, and that sets me
free from letting my heart fill with darkness. So while my heart
mourns, it will not be overrun by these demons, but will instead by
filled with the joy of the Lord who gives me strength, and by his hand
-- one day -- there will be more sadness.
K, May your body rest in peace, but your soul dance in heaven forever.
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