when the paper came, they went for what they really love

little ray went for the junk, his momma went for the angel dust.

so, last night i watched most of 'ray' on dvd. yeah, most of it. it was good, don't get me wrong, but i like to make sure i keep rented movies for at least six months before i complete them. that way i feel like i'm a real part of the industry, giving at least half of the film's budget back in late fees, and keeping the mighty cogs slick with my glossy credit card receipts.

everyone in the cast was pretty much insanely terrif, but no one kicked my brain in like the woman who played ray's momma. sharon warren, hollywood's single most physically strained actress in history. not since tom cruise's vascular tour-de-force 'mission impossible,' or nickelodeon's old claymation short about the boy who swings over the top of the swingset and gets turned inside out, have i been so completely enthralled and entertained by someone's insides popping out.

this lady must've weighed a cool 29, but had the energy of at least that many batteries. i guess PCP was pretty cheap back in the day.