Ah, youse guys are just jealous because ol’ Brad got to rub up against Cate B!
I agree that Pitt is no Edward Norton, although I got a big kick out of his portrayal of a “personal trainer” and general imbecile in “Burn After Reading.” And I think he’s a much better actor than some of his pretty boy peers.
But I really liked “Button,” which I saw last night, and I’m looking forward to reading the original story. Especially for a Hollywood movie, I thought it nicely portrayed the themes of loss and relationship and family. And it had a distinctly humanistic bent. Although the basic premise was of course a fantasy, I think it nicely, if subtly, depicted supernatural belief as just one more aspect of human frailty.
Also, after viewing it, I began to contemplate that the fact that biological life proceeds from birth to death in the way it does, rather than in some other sequence, is itself a strong proof that life evolved from simple probability and organic compounds, rather than from a purposeful design and manufacture by some great intelligence, aka God.
And Fitzgerald apparently got the idea for the story from a great humanist, as this quote from the amazon.com book description allows:
In a short introduction to the story, Fitzgerald wrote: “This story was inspired by a remark of Mark Twain’s to the effect that it was a pity that the best part of life came at the beginning and the worst part at the end…”
And I’m reminded of course, of George Carlin’s bit (I wonder where he got the idea?)along the same line:
“The most unfair thing about life is the way it ends. I mean, life is tough. It takes up a lot of your time. What do you get at the end of it? A Death! What’s that, a bonus? I think the life cycle is all backwards. You should die first, get it out of the way. Then you live in an old age home. You get kicked out when you’re too young, you get a gold watch, you go to work. You work forty years until you’re young enough to enjoy your retirement. You do drugs, alcohol, you party, you get ready for high school. You go to grade school, you become a kid, you play, you have no responsibilities, you become a little baby, you go back into the womb, you spend your last nine months floating…
...and you finish off as an orgasm.”