In our culture of multitasking and attention deficit, most people are unable to stay on one task, unable to focus. With the information overload that is so prominent nowadays, this ability to multitask is desirable and sometimes even essential to success. I fear I might fall on the unhealthy end of this spectrum. I get quickly and incredibly bored when trying to perform a single action: I have to have several things going on at once. Music, Facebook, Google reader, all these things have to be on my desktop while I work and, believe it or not, when all these distractions are readily available at my fingertips, I find myself to be significantly more productive. But of all my distractions, my beloved TV never gets old. Of my rather expansive movie collection, I have several titles that I find myself turning to on a regular basis, as distractions, background noise or whatever you want to call it. I’ll spend a few minutes considering my options and, almost as a rule, I’ll grab something like Waiting…, Just Friends, Idiocracy or some other B.S. disposable movie that I know inside and out to keep me company while I make lunch or do laundry.

But of all these B.S. disposable movies, The Core is my best friend. The Core holds a warm place in my heart unlike any of the other end-of-the-world flicks, and I’m unsure why: It is, for all intents and purposes, a horrible movie that makes no sense at all on so many levels (I won’t get into the plot holes or questionable physics of this glorified B movie at this point, since that would really frak up the flow that I’ve got going). I do not get the impression that it set out to be a campy B-movie but that might be the best way to describe it. My fascination with this film is further confounded because other movies that take themselves too seriously end up only enhancing their own cheesieness (while here it seems to add to its appeal). I’m not defending the movie, contesting the fact that (as far as cinematic adventures are concerned) this particular one kind of blows, or even saying I like it, I am simply stating that I am inexplicably drawn to in on some mysterious level by some trickster of a movie deity.

On this particular viewing (as of this writing, it is currently paused at 48 minutes, about the time when Rome blows up) I noticed that it has something that is very out of place with the rest of the film: it has character. Each of the protagonists are fun, and they develop throughout the movie, and as a result of the events in the movie. I feel confident in saying that these are well written, well rounded, individuals, but the setting they were dropped into was not.

That having been said, I’m going to work on WordPress themes while I watch the world get saved again, since these two activities are not mutually exclusive. And then its off to work in Summerville. Ciao.

Musical accompaniment: Moby – Sunday or The Cranberries – Sunday