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Serenity Prayer

“God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
Courage to change the things I can,
And wisdom to know the difference.”

Hey 3.5 readers.  BQB here.  Recovering alcoholics at AA use this prayer all the time though I think it’s ok if you aren’t an alcoholic and want to use it anyway.

As I get older, I find myself having to, not necessarily say this prayer but remind myself of the concept.

There are mistakes I made that are in the past.  I can’t fix them.  I can learn from them, but I can’t reach back and make it so they didn’t happen.

Time has passed on and unfortunately, certain doors of opportunity have shut to me.  Had I spent more time knocking on them in the past, they might have opened.  Now I must realize that knocking on certain doors will only give me a sore first.

The problem is we have two competing forces in our brains.  Ask someone for advice and they’ll tell you 1) Stop dwelling on the past and 2) Work on achieving what you want in the future.

The problem is these, in the abstract, don’t seem like opposing ideas but they are.

For example, if you flubbed things up with an ex, then that’s over.  It’s done.  It’s in the past.  And yet, it’s also positive to want someone new yet you have to accept they won’t be what your ex was.

Maybe you want that big job but have to realize you’re a certain age.  You didn’t strike while the iron was hot.  Didn’t get the right degree or meet the right people or the right skills or what have you.  Maybe it’s not too late to try but then again, you might be at an age where you’re more likely to find success just doing what you’re doing now and making it better the best you can.

Younger you are, the better life is.  When you’re ten, it’s not entirely impossible that you might become an actor or an NBA star or a singer or the president.  By 20, most of these are gone, 30 and 40, well, are they hiring Wal-Mart greeters?  Alas, the older you get, the more life takes away.

I’m at a point where I have to forgive and forget.  Crazy, because as I look back, I’m able to tell my young self exactly what he should do at every step of the way.  That’s probably not so much wisdom as it is hindsight.  He didn’t know what to do so he did something.  I’m living with the results.  I know how it worked out.  I can’t pick up a time phone and tell him to try something different.  If I did, I don’t know how that would have worked out either.

So, that’s basically it.  What’s over and done and what can be changed for the better seem like two oppose forces yet they really do collide.  We’ll torture ourselves if we keep trying to undo that which can’t be undone.  We’ll make our situations worse if we don’t fixing things that can still be fixed.

We don’t want to call the game too early when there’s still points that technically could be scored.  We don’t want to miss the after game nacho dip due to an unlikely hope that a kicker might score a goal with one last second on the clock.

Sorry if my sports metaphors aren’t working.  It’s too late for me to join the NFL, after all, and that is actually one thing I’m certain I can’t change.

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Movie Review – Serenity (2019)

Holy crap, 3.5 readers.

Hollywood didn’t waste any time in releasing the shittiest movie of 2019.

And yet, it has some redeeming qualities.

BQB here with a review of “Serenity.”


At the outset, this film seems pretty strong for a January release.  It’s got a star studded cast, including Matthew McConaughey (“Alright, alright, alright”), Anne Hathaway, Diane Lane, Djimon Hounsou and Jason Clarke.

Moreover, it starts out as a pretty decent mystery.  Baker Dill (McConaughey) is an Iraq War veteran who unfortunately, brought the war back home with him in his mind.  Unable to shake depression, his marriage falls apart and he moves to the Caribbean style Plymouth Island.

After spending years in pursuit of an illusive and massive tuna while aboard his fishing boat, the Serenity, his ex-wife, Karen, (Hathaway) pops back into his life.  Frank (Clarke), the man she left Baker for, has turned out to be a real Dick Cheeseburger with Extra Turd Fries.  He is abusive to Karen, beating and shouting at her regularly, so much so that Karen and Baker’s son has retreated from life, shutting himself in his room and playing on his computer all day just to drown out his crappy reality.

Karen has had enough.  Frank is a gangster and Karen offers Baker 10 million of her shitty husband’s ill gotten loot if he’ll take Frank out on his boat and dump him in shark infested waters, making it look like an accident.

Initially, the film has a touch of old school noir style.  A mystery is unfolding and there are all sorts of threads held out before you.  Is Karen legit?  Is she setting Baker up?  Will Baker do it?  If he does, will he get caught?

As the movie progresses, a supernatural, science-fiction angle grows and grows.  It’s slightly hinted at in the beginning, followed by a slow build until it totally consumes the film.

Frankly, the angle is stupid.  And I have a hunch someone, somewhere behind the scenes realized the angle was stupid.  Ergo, the first half of the film is a mystery and then the last half is basically an extended episode of Twin Peaks.

I’ll admit, the old “hot babe asks a man to kill her husband” plot has been done before, so something new had to be added to make it interesting.  I won’t give away what that is, but suffice it to say, this movie has the shittiest ending since 2008’s “The Happening” in which Mark Wahlberg learns that the culprit that was causing so much mayhem was the plants all along.

Say hello to your mother for me.

STATUS:  Shitty, but shelf-worthy.  Ironically, there’s good acting here.  McConaughey is convincing as a broken man, and ladies, you get to see his butt for an unnecessarily long period of time.  Hathaway plays the scheming damsel in distress well but sorry men, you only get to see half her butt and only for a second or two, which seems highly unfair.  Jason Clarke, who usually plays respectable heroes, gets out of his comfort zone as an asshole who gets increasingly assholier until you start rooting for him to get killed.  Hounsou rounds out the cast as Baker’s first mate and conscience, trying to steer his boss towards making the tough yet moral decision.

This should have been good.  And briefly it was…until it wasn’t.  It’s an example of how a film can snatch defeat from the jaws of victory and alas, earns it’s January debut.

My advice?  Wait until it comes out on cable.  Watch it for the first hour, switch the channel.  Maybe find a good rerun of “Seinfeld” or something.

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