Tuesday, January 17, 2006
The search for authentic life in an artificial universe
Finally got around to seeing "Walk the Line" today. Not a great movie, but solid, and Joaquin Phoenix was appreciably better than anticipated. More than anything, it reminded me how much John Cash is missed.
Why do we value the uncompromising and original only in passing? JC remained popular throughout his career for those very reasons, but such attributes are considered dated nowadays.
Or should I even mention Tuesday's premiere of "American Idol," where the truly desperate grovel at the feet of Paula Abdul in hopes of being crowned the next Phil Collins, or Gloria Estefan? One thing's for certain: you won't find the next Johnny Cash among this assortment of wannabes.
Remember when familiarity bred contempt, not comfort?