I have to admit the Disney movie about the Jamaican bobsled team is one of my favorites. I know it's corny and trite and all that, but I'm a big sucker for the nobility thing of the underdogs coming to be respected by all. You know, carrying their disabled sled to the applause of the world. God, I just love that kind of stuff.
And the Rasta guy is just a major hoot.
One thing the movie seems to convey is that Jamaican people are not exactly known for their stoic, reserved, deadpan demeanor. That was also clear recently in the real world when the news showed a clip taken in a small town of people gathered on a town square watching their native son, Bolt, winning one of his gold medals. They were jumping up and down and screaming with delight, and one young man was pretty much literally losing his mind. You can't watch something like that and not smile.
Well, maybe Dick Cheney could. But I smiled.
Yeah, me too.
ReplyDeleteDick Cheny hasn't had Botox, has he? That would be one explaination for not smiling.
ReplyDeleteBut it was fun to watch the athletes, most of whom had fun doing what they were doing. And poobah on Jacques Rogge for dissing Bolt.