What crap
I want you to think about something. Think about the number of people who put in how many countless days of work so I could watch The Tree of Life tonight.
- Writers
- Director
- Producers
- Actors (Sean Penn! Brad Pitt!)
- Camera guys
- Special effects gurus
- Sound guys (the sound was quite outstanding)
- Musicians
- Animal handlers
- Editors
- The guys who made the microphones for the innumerable voice overs
- Marketing people
- Critics (because if they hadn’t praised this movie, I wouldn’t have watched)
- The designers and manufacturers of my TV, DVD player, the DVD
- The founder of Netflix
- The lady who hand put my DVD in my mailer.
- The post office
- The pilots who fly the plane that brings the mail to Belize
- The cargo guys who offloaded the bag of mail
- The two guys in the mailroom who make final delivery to my mailbox
All of these people put in a solid days work, just so that I could watch this DVD in my house on this Saturday night.
AND THE MOVIE SUCKED SO BAD, IT JUST DOESN’T SEEM WORTH IT
(to be fair, the first 45 minutes suck a lot worse than the rest of the film, but I never cared about the characters. Although, that Brad Pitt guy really is an asshole. I am surprised that they keep letting him adopt kids).

