Movie Pick: Bohemian Rhapsody

Reasons to see the new theatrical release, Bohemian Rhapsody:

You love the band Queen. They are a part of your childhood and/or rock mythos. You miss the grandeur of early arena rock gods. You miss the idea of the larger-than-life lead singer. You love the music of Queen. You flipped out the first time you heard "Bohemian Rhapsody". Then you flipped again when you heard "Bicycle".

You love performances that are true to life, true to look and true to history. If you remember Live Aid, you will be amazed at how close this acted portrayal is to the historic and triumphant performance by Queen at the event in 1985. And then to realize what a moment it was for Freddie and for the band has he approached the last 6 years of his short life.

You still miss Freddie. You remember when he died. You may cry as you watch Rami Malek portray him with such honesty and loyalty and be sad all over again in realizing that he's still gone.

You maybe don't care as much about the other 3 guys in the band, because let's face it, you won't walk away knowing much about them. I learned more from other documentaries including Queen: A Kind of Magic about the other band members than I did from this film. But to be fair, I think this film was made to be a tribute to the late Freddie Mercury. This film shows the band's rise and vision through his eyes, and it's a beautiful and painful sight.

If you know Queen, you know they still had some great moments in them, even after Live Aid. But you also know how heartbreaking it was to see Freddie in the end and realize how prophetic songs like "Who Wants to Live Forever" and "The Days of Our Lives" truly were.

And even though I'd definitely characterize this film as a movie about Freddie Mercury and Queen, and not really Queen itself, I don't think that's such a bad thing. Any true Queen fan would love it. I know this one did.

Reclaiming Your Childhood: Priceless

This story might take a minute to tell. Bear with me. When my sister and I were little girls, my mother took us to a large baptist church in town. Even as a child, I never remember feeling welcome there. But I do remember the lovely older couple that kept my Sunday School class. They gave us saltines and kool-aid, and I remember thinking they would be nice grandparents to have. At Christmastime, the Sunday School class was set to have a random gift exchange. Every child was supposed to bring a gift that could be exchanged with any other child.....no specific gift designations. I received the gift of an Avon 7 bead necklace which was very popular at the time. I loved it so much and was thrilled to have it! I was somewhere between 5 and 7 at the time. (Back in the 1970's and 80's, Avon was a cosmetic company that was also known for it's inexpensive jewelry. I couldn't find a price on what this necklace would have cost back then, but apparently there is ...

My Week with Rumor

My dog Rumor was an experiment. A trial offer. And all parties knew that going in. Except for maybe Rumor. Rumor was an outdoor country dog. His given name was Ruger (named after a firearm if you don't know, I didn't) which made sense for a dog raised in hunting country. He was a stray that came to live with a loving family at about the age of 1. He lived outdoors, slept in a garage crate at night, frolicked with an older dog pack and had a lovely life. We think he was about 4 years old. He had been neutered, had vet care and was by no means a "rescue". His dad offered Ruger to me on a give-it-a-try basis. He knew I wanted a dog. He told me Ruger would be sweet to me and also be my protector. He was right on both counts. He told me if it didn't work out, I could bring Ruger back to him and his wife. I could tell they were a little sad when they dropped him off. It made me glad to see that Ruger came from such ...

NYE for $200, Alex

Can we all just agree that New Year's Eve is the worst of the string of winter holidays? I would even go so far as saying it's THE WORST of all the holidays. I loved when Stanford Blatch defined a party as feeling very "forced festive". To me, most NYE parties feel that way. The idea that this is a big year-end blow-out and we'd all damn well better make it awesome! The reason I hate NYE is because it combines two of things I most hate about celebrations: cold weather and crowds. Plus it's during a time of year when everyone has already spent all their money. AND you usually have to the leave the house. ADDITIONALLY, you have to stay up late. It's a big F.U. from me on all this. I would dare say that some of my happiest New Year's memories have been spent at home in my pajamas with either my child, an S.O. or happily alone. I remember one unforgettable year of moving into a 3rd floor apartment on NYE. I rememb...

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