Kick

I felt the Bean kick last night. He has been dancing the Watusi on Margaret's internal organs for the last month and a half, but up until last night I couldn't feel the kicks outside of her belly. Occasionally she would have me put my hand on her stomach when he seemed to be kicking particularly hard, but I couldn't detect anything. Then last night I once again placed my hand just below her belly button, and I felt the slightest little bump as he kicked. Considering the Bean is still pretty small (but growing every day), it was a surprisingly strong and clear boot. Our friend Jennifer sent a care package full books, CDs and Baby Einstein videos. It was an extremely generous gesture, and we will make sure to use the items to begin what we hope will be a lifelong love of books and music.
We went to see Brokeback Mountain last weekend. The film has been getting a lot of buzz due to its subject matter, but fortunately it is also now a serious Oscar contender after winning a couple of Golden Globes. I personally thought it was great. Ang Lee is a film director that I would follow anywhere. I have never seen a bad movie by Lee, and yes, I am including Hulk in that claim. That flick might have tanked at the box ofice, but I loved it. Of course his masterpiece is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, which should have won the Best Picture Oscar the year it was in the running.
Anyway, back to Brokeback. We were standing in line for tickets, and there was a father and his teenage son in front of us. They were trying to decide what to see while waiting in line, something I could never understand. Why head to the theater not knowing what you want to see? When I go out to the movis, I usually know exactly I'm going to see and why. So anyway, the father and son are discussing the plots of various movies, and the father says, "Brokeback Mountain, what's that about?" The son shrugged, and so the father turned to Margaret and askd, "Do you know what Brokeback Mountain is about?" Margaret just looked at me expectantly. Apparently I was going to be answering the question. The father was now looking at me, and so I decided not to sugarcoat it. "Gay cowboys," I replied. The father didn't say a word to us after that.
To be fair that's a really basic and almost unfair synopsis of the film. It's actually a complex story of a relationship between two men who happen to reside in a rural part of the country. Come to think of it, maybe gay cowboys is a pretty spot on description. Seriously though, it was a really good film, and if there is any justice Lee will be up onstage on Oscar night for Best Director and Best Picture.