Tag Archive: 9/11


baffleck

(sipping tea…)

My gut tells me if Bale was in this trailer, I’d be all over this.  My gut also tells me that it was the right decision by all parties to move in a new version of the Dark Knight.

I’m very biased since this week since I’ve started rebuilding my own body, but as I’ve left the gym behind, I like the little cut of Bruce pulling the monster tire truck to get his core back in shape.

(sipping…)

Zod is in there (his body at least), Luthor obviously, the Joker is implied…and I still don’t feel like they’ve revealed the main villain of this movie just yet.

Speaking of, we already knew Eisenberg can play the socially maladjusted, arrogant genius, so seeing him in clip form…he might actually be a decent Lex Luthor.  Maybe…

The 9/11 allusions are a nice touch to set up the ‘why’: A skyscraper comes down in the middle of the day, hundreds if not thousands of people die.  This is reality based.  Warners is obviously trying to set up their own Avengers, but good for them IF they stay away from literally trying to duplicate the tone/style of the Avengers.

‘Nobody wants to see Clark Kent take on the Batman!’ – YOU TELL HIM FISH!

(sipping…)

‘How many good guys are left? How many stay that way?’ – Oh, now you have my attention!

I’m not hyped for this still.  But…it may not be as bad as we first thought…

 

I found myself nodding quite a bit as I watched this one.  Here’s the (hopefully not) last edition of Ask a Muslim.  The subject is 9/11:

 

My Representative

 

I made a deliberate choice not to speak on 9/11 this year.  I’ve expressed my feelings before here and in other places, and I knew on this anniversary there would be many other voices.

My friends on the ‘My Fellow American’ project continue to do good work and bring in the heavy hitters to the cause.

But don’t take my word for it; I turn the floor over to the Congressman:

http://myfellowamerican.us 

 

 

I’ve talked a lot about what I am, and not much lately about what I do.  I’ve been treated to some pleasant news which through sheer coincidence of timing came while I’ve been fasting.

The last script that I wrote was a semi-autobiographical story about growing up as a Muslim in pre and post 9/11 America.  I didn’t and still don’t view it as the next Will Smith picture, so I only sent it to those who I thought might have an interest in the point of view I was presenting.  One of those groups were the Sundance Institute, and I learned about a week ago they liked what I’ve pitched enough that they want to see more.  Very flattering.  Even my folks back home who know nothing about the Biz recognize that brand name (‘the thing in Utah’ as my father put it), so potentially down the line, that could be a game changer.

Right now it’s just an opportunity so I only gave myself a little time to ‘daydream’ on what could be.  What I write in this space on the subject matter is a reflection of my outlook on the world, but if you keep up with me at all, you know when I put on ‘a show’, I’ll give you a show.  The story I wrote is not an in your face political statement like some of Spike’s films. Even with the subject matter, it’s not a redemption story like a lot of Tyler’s movies. The comment I’ve heard the most from people who’ve read the script is “I was surprised at how funny this is,”; in other words it’s an extension of my strong suits as a storyteller, the self deprecating clown, the sarcastic geek, the hopeless romantic (think Lady In My Life).

So I completed another pass of the script this weekend, and we’ll see what happens at the end of the year.  Through the circles I run in, I know I’m not the only film school geek in the mix, nor am I the only Muslim filmmaker they’re looking at.  Nothing is a done deal, but they’re getting my best effort so if I’m meant to go down that road, I will. For the time being, I’ll return my focus to what I can control this week and this month, and hopefully get another pleasant surprise down the line.

A Day Later

When something dramatic happens, I try (if I can) to wait a day before really reacting to it.  The gut reaction is usually the right one, but emotions can severely cloud judgment as well.

So to go from the initial reports (‘The President is making an announcement, and it can’t wait until tomorrow’) which create nothing but dread, to the rumors that led to what Obama was really announcing, I had, and continue to have conflicting emotions about it.

Death: as Biggie said after Pac died, ‘There ain’t no coming back from that.’ A few of you have found a great quote that Dr. King that is a more eloquent way of saying the same thing.  While as a country we don’t officially teach an eye for an eye, I know I wasn’t remotely surprised when I saw kids dancing in the streets when the announcement was made.  And I know the next generation of terrorists were watching that too, using it as proof we want to ‘get them’ as bad as they want to ‘get us.’

But how can I not feel a degree of closure in knowing the man who financed the worst terrorist attack on American soil finally met his end?  You know and I know that what happened that day made ripples way outside of Manhattan; it created a dark cloud over every aspect of American life.  The way we travel obviously, the way we react toward other cultures, even in some ways I think the loss of respect between our two political parties.

I wasn’t too worried it would happen, but it is nice to know the powers that be recognize they’ve only killed the figurehead of an anti-American movement that will continue.  It would be nice to believe that we could bring all the troops back in six months, but that doesn’t seem practical.  There’s a whole new set of questions to start asking now (that I’m sure my more politically minded friends are already working on).

You know who I’m happiest for?  Our military.  I had and have family and friends stationed all over the world, and it has to be gratifying for them to know this ‘goal’ they’ve been working on for so long has been accomplished.  You’re aware of it, but last night was one of those reminders that there are cats risking their life everyday to protect our way of life.  Can’t say that about my job, can you?  So to any of my people in the military who happen to reading this, thanks again for what you do.

Now let’s see what comes next…