Confessions of a Liberal Puritan

Many thanks to all who offered their good wishes for my birthday Wednesday. I never got around to making myself a cake, but since I've heard Alton Brown ("Good Eats") describe cake as just "a frosting delivery system", I decided to cut out the middle steps and just eat fudge frosting straight out of the can.

Turns out, you can't eat very much frosting by itself without getting sick. Who knew?

Anyway, after my digestive system recovered, I went to the multiplex yesterday to take in the movie "Last Holiday", which was quite as delightful as I'd been told. Love seeing a big, beautiful woman like Queen Latifah up on the screen, exuding confidence, charm, smarts, and nuclear cleavage! Plus, it was well-done, and even Gerard Depardieu was rather lovable in a supporting role.

I thought it sounded awfully similar to a British movie from the late 1940's to mid-50's that I remember seeing long ago (I think that film may've starred Alex Guinness as the wage-slave who decides to have a blow-out holiday in the face of impending death), but this film was a little more bright and cheery than that one had been. Still, I was relieved to see that there was not a "universal redemption" or blanket forgiveness for everyone at the end of "Last Holiday" -- some people ARE jerks, and I do like to see a certain amount of poetic justice from time to time!

One warning: don't go to see this film on an empty stomach, since the food on the screen really is too, too tempting and delicious-looking, and there is a lot of great food throughout this movie.