So we saw that penguin movie. I know how all this sounds, after not updating for two weeks: it sounds like I completely just slacked off this whole time and then went and saw the penguin movie, me and that whoever-it-is-I’m-totally-slacking-off-with-person, who, since I’m such a slacker, hasn’t even been introduced by his official privacy-protecting online nickname (which would be “Chris”), when the reality is that I had four articles to write, and I spent much of the past couple of weeks imagining my head was like a heroin’s addict’s arm, like something I had to repeatedly smack smack smack just to get a vein of coherent thought to come up.
And then came the nod, so to speak. And then it was time to see the penguin movie.
I’d heard lots of things about the penguin movie: I know people who loved the penguin movie and people who didn’t. I have a friend who emailed me to say “fuck off, Penguin Movie!” because he found it too depressing. But as it happened, we liked the penguin movie. Penguin Movie good! Penguin Movie deeply affecting!
To testify as to just how affecting: you know how some of the penguin parents accidentally let their eggs/chicks freeze/die while the other penguin parent was at sea? (And is that a plot spoiler? Is it okay that I just gave away the part where Antarctica gets really cold?) And Morgan Freeman tells us that it’s going to be really sad when the other penguin comes back? But we never actually see those scenes? I was convinced that the only reason we never saw those really sad reunion scenes is because it was just too PERSONAL for the penguins and that to show such scenes would be too exploitative, too Penguin Real World. I thought the filmmakers were classy to not show that. It didn’t occur to me until after the movie that it was more likely just impossible for them to tell the various penguin interactions apart–which squawks and trills conveyed things like Brr! Is cold at outer edge of huddle, yes? and which said, Um, while you were gone? I dropped the baby in the snow. Then again, it was wrenching enough to see that one penguin couple fumble their egg and watch it roll away and freeze.
Then again, I know two people (who I shall not name) who now think it’s kind of funny to pass pieces of gum, remote controls, cans of beer, etc. to each other, only to accidentally-on-purpose drop them on the ground and then sadly tap the items with their toes making mournful penguin noises. And they did this today on Instant Messenger:
cms36: Here comes the egg! Get it! Hurry!
wendym: Fuck! It rolled too far!
cms36: Eerrrrhhhh? …Errrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeerhhhhhh!
wendym: Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrh! (Click click!)
This, despite the fact that they really did like the penguin movie very much.