Daily Archives: September 10, 2018

Daily Discussion with BQB – Geoffrey Owens Working at Trader Joe’s

Hey 3.5 readers.

Unless you’re old like me, you probably don’t even know who he is.

And honestly, even if you’re my age, you probably didn’t know his name.  All these years, I just knew him as “The Guy Who Played Dr. Huxtable’s Son-in-Law” on The Cosby Show.

Recently, Owens was spotted working at a Trader Joe’s in New Jersey. A photo was snapped of him with a gray beard and a Trader Joe’s name tag and cue the media nonsense that he’s a loser because he once appeared on a TV show and now he’s bagging groceries.

My first reaction is this sucks.  What’s that old saying?  “The best laid plans of mice and men…”

In other words, you pursue your dreams, but you also have to take what life gives you.  Sometimes that’s a role on a popular TV show you’re young.  Sometimes that’s ringing up produce when you’re older.

Look at what often happens to young celebrities.  They’re on a hit TV show when they are young.  Then that show ends and they assume they’ve made it.  The roles will come in, the money will come in but then, boom, for whatever reason, nothing.

Often, all this means is that people loved that person in this one role, but another good role was never found.  These young celebs often end up turning to drugs and alcohol. The idea of finding a straight job ends up feeling like something to be ashamed of.  Worse, if you’re still hoping for more acting work, rumors that you’re working a menial job probably don’t help.

So it sounds like one big crazy cycle of crap.

I can’t think of their names, but the actors who played Chunk on the Goonies and Paul on the Wonder Years strike me as good examples of young actors who knew when to hold em and knew when to fold em.  Both got out of acting and became lawyers.  Both understood that success in one role didn’t mean a ticket to stardom.  Both found something else to do.

In short, there was nothing wrong with Owens bagging groceries.  Really, what’s wrong with it?

Just talking about all actors in general, if you find that acting work isn’t coming your way, why not get a regular job?  Maybe you saved a lot of money from your acting days.  So what?  Get a job at a supermarket because, dude, seriously, what else are you going to do?  Sit on the couch?

Maybe you didn’t save your money, maybe you didn’t make as much as the public thinks you did, or maybe you were very responsible and careful with your money but dude, come on, money made decades ago won’t last forever….whatever.  Who cares?  If you’ve got the time and the acting gods aren’t being kind, then there’s nothing wrong with doing something else.

I guess what I’m saying is be nice to celebrities who get day jobs.  If you go through the drive-thru one day and spot an actor from a TV show you liked years ago, just smile and move on.

And hell, the economy isn’t what it used to be.  There just aren’t enough resources for everyone’s dreams and goals to pan out.  That guy who went to law school and is now bringing you your pancakes doesn’t need your disdain.  That dude who was a multimillionaire stock broker and is now cleaning your toilet doesn’t need your scoffery.

People have to make livings.  People have to keep their time occupied with productive work.  High levels of success aren’t always sustainable so don’t give people crap for doing what they have to do to keep bills paid.

Really, the only time you’ve lost is if you’re capable of doing work and yet you lay down, give up, crack open the bottle, and let all the naysayers keep you down.

And the good news is that Owens got a part in a Tyler Perry TV show though, I mean, just throwing it out there, it is a Tyler Perry TV show so, not gonna lie, a career at Trader Joe’s probably has longer lasting prospects.

Zing! Sorry. Can’t help myself.  No wonder this blog only has 3.5 readers.

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Movie Review – Peppermint (2018)

It’s Deathwish with Tits!

BQB here with a review of the vigilante justice film, Peppermint.

Jennifer Garner is one bad mother in this flick, 3.5 readers.  (SPOILERS)

In the early 2010s, life is good for Riley North.  She’s got the typical lower middle class lifestyle.  She and her husband have jobs that are a grind but they get by.  They have a cute daughter, the works.

Alas, all this goes FUBAR when criminals gun down daughter and husband, only to leave J-Gar wounded.

Feeling defeated after the hoodlums go unpunished, Riley goes underground.  She travels the world.  She trains.  She fights.  She learns hand to hand combat.  She learns how to shoot.  How to survive.

And then she brings all that planning back to the US, where she unleashes a fat can of whoop-ass on all her done her wrong.

Admittedly, the movie starts off a little hokey.  The whole part where the justice system fails Riley seems like it was written by a high schooler with a low level understanding of the law, although, if the writers had delved deeper into the legal wranglings, it would have put us to sleep, so I take back my criticism.

At any rate, this is one of those movies that makes you sad in the beginning, then makes you roll your eyes a bit at the hokey-ness, but then…damn.  Just…holy crap.  Jennifer Garner may have slowed down since her Alias days, but she is back, kicking ass and taking names.

Hell, I’m going to predict right here and right now that this movie is J-Gar’s “Taken” moment.  Remember 2010?  Liam Neeson was on his way to obscurity then he did a movie about a man with a particular set of skills and now he’s an action movie extraordinaire?

I think…or at least I hope, that’s what happens for Jen here.  Fuck those Capital One commercials.  J-Gar doesn’t need to ask what’s in your wallet anymore.  That badass bitch can just take your wallet and make you thank her for doing so.

If you can sit through some early writing hackery, it gets good.  So good.  So fun to watch as she hunts everyone down, literally everyone, like all the bad guys, anyone who has ever helped the bad guys, everyone who like, ever gave the bad guys a cookie, even the lawyers and judge and other corrupt officials who helped the bad guys get off on a technicality.

She slices. She dices.  She juliennes.  She blows shit up.  She blows people up.  She shoots.  She scores.  She wracks up a body count that would make Charles Bronson blush.

And that’s what this film basically is.  Deathwish with Tits.  Honestly, if I had been the studio exec on this one, that’s what I would have called this.  “Deathwish with Tits.”  “Peppermint” is ok, but really, it’s misleading.  Someone who just glances at the marquee might think the movie is about a tasty yuletide treat and not a mother’s last good memory of her daughter who happened to be eating peppermint ice cream when evil criminals did their evil criminal deeds.

Sure, there’s room to poke fun.  Jennifer Garner is a hot chick and also, a dignified chick.  She’s a proper lady, damn it.  She’s always carried herself with poise and class.  Thus, at times, she gets messed up while she’s living on the mean streets, so that means, in J-Gar’s world that like, a few hairs are out of place, and you know she brushed the shit out of those hairs as soon as the film was in the can.

Maybe there’s a market these days for vigilante justice movies, I don’t know.  Bruce Willis’ Deathwish remake from earlier this year was universally panned, though loved by this writer, but then again, I love vigilante justice movies.

I suppose there’s a PC argument against this movie.  It’s two hours of a white lady slaughtering impoverished latinos but then again, the universal standard of right and wrong is at play.  In other words, it’s made clear these particular and only these particular latinos did bad and there are other latinos and minorities and people of all races and colors and backgrounds who, from behind the scenes, try to help the woman they refer to as an “angel.”  Yes, rich and poor alike watch the mayhem ensue on social media and cheer the angel along and come to her aid once in awhile.

Still, I’d love it if we could flip the script.  Someone should make a vigilante justice movie where a black character loses his or her family and then shoots down anyone who participated in the evildoery.  Hell, I cheered for Gabby Union when she was kicking the ass of white dudes who were trying to rob and kill her family in “Breaking In,” just as I cheered for J-Gar here.

You know what?  Forget it.  I shouldn’t have even brought up race.  Maybe the SJWs are brainwashing me.  Who knows?

Point is, September is a month where Hollywood’s crappiest movies come out, well, not as bad as January, but still, after summer, you can’t hope for much fun at the box office until November.  This movie was a surprise.

SIDENOTE: There’s a scene where, to show J-Gar is losing focus on taking care of herself and putting her life into her mission, she eats a meal consisting of a swig of vodka and an unwrapped cupcake.  That’s how hot Hollywood actresses slum it, apparently.  Me?  That’s just Monday morning breakfast at BQB HQ.

STATUS:  Shelf-worthy.

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