It's These Little Things, They Can Pull You Under...

The Braves are out of it again. I am usually furious about this every year. I'm a very calm person usually, but the baseball playoffs will bring out the worst in me. (The following quote from Kevin Costner in Bull Durham reflects my traditional playoff attitude: "Well, fuck this fucking game!") I am very calm right now though. Maybe it's because they were so bad at the beginning of the year that it was a bonus to even make it this year. Maybe I'm maturing (I doubt it). I really think it had a lot to do with the news of Christopher Reeve's death. I loved the Superman movies as a child. They were my Star Wars. Okay, well at least the first two were. If you think about it, the Superman series has a better ratio of good movies to bad movies though. I think there are two great Superman movies and two great Star Wars movies. When it comes to bad movies though, there are only 2 bad Superman movies. We're at 3 bad Star Wars movies and counting (feel free to disagree with that, but I won't promise to take your arguments seriously). Moving on...

I have so many positive associations with Christopher Reeve. He was the star of the first movies I ever loved. He is the man who I always picture as Superman. He is the first person I was aware of as an actor. I don't remember when I stopped thinking Christopher Reeve was Superman and started knowing he was just pretending, but it was definitely him that I first thought of as an actor. I was very upset when first hearing about his accident and have followed his progress very closely. I always thought that Christopher Reeve would steadily recover. I didn't know if he'd be the first person they "cured", but I always thought he would slowly regain control over his body. I hope he finally has that control now and I have to believe that he does.

One more note: I haven't seen anything on tv about his death, but I certainly hope they are not using that horrible Five for Fighting song when running the story.