Monthly Archives: January 2016

Brain drain

You might think Brain drain is a medical term. And there may be such a thing as brain drainage (of course, the medical community probably uses a more technical term), but when Americans say “brain drain”, they are usually referring to a country’s best and brightest leaving home for a country where they can have a better life. Of course, Americans think that place for a better life is always America.

India is a prime example of brain drain. Almost all of my doctors have been Indian. Also, visit Silicon Valley or any other center of high-tech and you might find yourself a minority — that is if you are not Indian. Gifted Indians seem to be endless boarding aircraft for the West. Makes me wonder whose left to turn out the light.

Brain drain into America is one of the things that makes our country great.  Despite the angry words of chuckle-headed politicians, the influx of the world’s best brightest should always be welcome here, and mosttumblr_static_raven_tattoo_by_bekkatora-d4g14o2 hope they always will.

But brains aren’t the only thing that drain. Other examples include “down the drain,” which means lost forever.

 

 

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The Hateful Eight

Years ago when video stores were a thing, my “casual movie fan” friend had stopped going to her nearby store in Manhattan Beach, CA.  The tall, gawky kid at the counter always went into long diatribes about the movies she was renting. “He just goes on and on, rapidly sputtering out facts and opinions,” she complained. “I just wanted to rent Pretty Woman and go.”
If you haven’t guessed yet, that young gawky man was (and still is) Quentin Tarantino, and he continues to gratuitously share his passion for film, not from the counter of a dingy video store, but through his award-winning, critically acclaimed films. His eighth, The Hateful Eight, is my pick for best film of 2015.
Without giving up too much, here’s an overview of the film. Bounty hunter John “The Hangman” Ruth (Kurt Russell) and his fugitive prisoner (Jennifer Jason Leigh) are forced by a blizzard into a one-room house with six others. Eight hateful souls seeking to advance their agendas through manipulation and coercion — just like in the real world. Everyone is going all-in, thinking they each have the best hand in a dark, violent card game.
What I love most about the movie is that I get to witness a few new hours of Tarantino’s  storytelling and character development genius. It’s about time. My Tarantino DVDs are nearly worn through from repeated weekend binge watching. In each one I still hear the gawky film nerd abusing unsuspecting video store customers with film talk.  I just wish I could have been one of them.