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Where I laughingly explain why it just established itself as a seeming periodic ‘tradition’ of a sort that I explain why some movie X is a hilariously entertaining and peculiarly truthful version of what I’ve been saying with a few tunes of the ‘frequency’ and ‘volume’ knobs of this crazy control room I am in but also explain why ‘Meet the Fockers’ is a fine and estimable movie of this precise sort:
Elegantly delivered by, this time at least certainly, so very many talented actors contributed. [translation: Yes, this was a ‘higher budget’ movie, and it had a number of the ‘usual’ incomparable stars: DeNiro and Hoffman (Dustin, not Gene this time) and among my all-time favorites: Stiller. Who, I should think, is worthy of shedding the “Ben” part. There is ‘only one’ Stiller in my mind, and that’s Ben.
Not even just because he’s Jen’s friend, though I WILL STILL NOT TELL A LIE:
In my eyes and my brain it helps. Perhaps even ‘really’ helps. Love you Jennifer, always have since I knew you were around. The both of you.
Easter egg. Enjoy it. All who wish to do a puzzle.
Tears. Lots of them.
Pausing for a ‘physical’ break.
Such a great day today I’ve had. Among the highlights are Renee and Diana. Both of them. [Yep. Same thing. Easter egg. Enjoy.]
Wow oh wow can a smart and capable woman turn you in the right direction once your eyes are screwed into your head in the proper orientation to what you see all…
