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Why Premonition is an argument for atheism

I’ve watched a few movies this weekend. Saw Hairspray again w/ my friend Lada. She knows lots about art and musicals, so afterward we went to a tandoori restaurant and talked about musicals for a few hours. Fun.

Rented The Queen. It was really good. Everyone did a swell job portraying real-life figures. I’ve always like Queen Elizabeth II - think she’s doing a good job and gets maligned undeservedly sometimes - and this movie just reinforced my opinions. Then that night I had a wicked dream that the Queen and I got to hang out.

Also rented Premonition. God, what a horrid film. (Oh, um, spoilers.)

Basically the plot is this: Sandra Bullock’s character is married w/ two daughters and they all live middle-classly and with all their functioning limbs in a big, pretty house. Then her husband dies. The next day he’s alive. The next day he’s dead again. And so on. Family, friends, a psychiatrist, even her very own self offer no explanation. Then she goes to her priest, whom she hasn’t seen in years. He whips out his Time Life Series book on whack-a-doo phenomenon. Apparently, all throughout history people have sometimes had trouble with linear time. Anyway, he explains that, essentially, it’s a punishment for lack of faith.

So Bullock’s character tries to make things right by, I don’t know, freaking out, fucking her husband, following him to the highway where he bites it. Only this time, she gets to instigate the horrific crash which kills him, and witness it! Oh, and get knocked up so she has three kids to raise alone instead of two.

Basically, if you aren’t grateful enough, god will fuck you up. Rubbish.

I bought an iPod Nano and love it utterly.

I think the part of Premonition that I absolutely hated the most was that she didn’t “fix” the problem with the window so her poor little kid didn’t end up slashed to bits. I realize that it was probably just the director making it easier for idiots to figure out where in the week the movie was, but geez louise! Why does no one ever seem to take advantage of these situations?

At the beginning of the film, she is shown putting things on the window. ‘Cause everything’s all mixed up and punishy, see?

I do see. However, if I were her I think I might have put the goddamn stickers up EVERY FUCKING DAY! I would start every day by checking the window. If the stickers were up, great, if not, then I would know what my first task would be. The butterfly effect and all that.

Yes, but Jenn, she had more important things to worry about, like her husband constantly dying and reanimating, and his head rolling out of the coffin and stuff.

Although I agree that her husband dead/not dead status would wear on any one, I discard your head rolling argument on the grounds that she didn’t know it was going to happen until it did.

We are back to the original premise. Putting the stickers up every day in order to prevent something really bad happening to your child. Clearly do-able especially in light of the fact she gets other crap done (like laundry.)

Yeah, but she kept her memories of each day, so the head rolling was with her always (I love how poetic that reads). She was probably like, fuck, whatever, so she’ll have scars. I have scars! Psychic, head-rolly scars!!!