Death and Taxes and this movie I saw Part 1.

Last night I watched Beyond Borders, a movie with Angelina Jolie. Its about a woman who is inspired to become an aid worker for refugees by a very passionate doctor who is working on the frontlines of famine and war-torn countries. So the movie kind of sucked. Mainly because the plot didn't exactly exist. There was a sequence of events that didn't happen in any meaningful order. For the most part the movie seemed to be about us getting to see Angelina Jolie in many different cool looking outfits. It was like she was a really hot barbie doll that producers couldn't get enough of dressing up.

This is the Chechnyian Angelina, this is the Cambodian Angelina, this is the Ethiopian variety, and don't forget British Angelina. Too bad I don't have pictures, you would see what I mean. In there defense all of Angelina Jolie's movies mysteriously turn out that way (except for girl-interrupted its hard to make a mental patient look like a barbie-doll).

In any case I didn't actually expect the movie to be that good. I was actually watching it in the hopes of getting a portrayal of how bad it can be out there in those war-torn countries. We got a little of that... the movie could of honestly used a lot more of it. The problem was that the main character (Angelina Jolie's character) was only in third world countries for maybe 3 months of a time period spanning 11 years.

I thought it was going to be about someone who was inspired to become an aid-worker, and follow this crazy doctor all over the world. Technically thats correct, she got herself an office at the U.N. (and thus she was an aid-worker) and at one point ended up chasing the doctor into Chechnya.

It was disappointing but it still had the desired effect of getting me to think about those countries and the people in them. I would have liked to see a story about a woman who rarely leaves those war-torn countries, and what she learns about herself in the process. How her views change etc. and they could even throw the love story in if they wanted.

Instead we get a few months in ethiopia, 5 year hiatus in london, a few weeks in cambodia, 5 year hiatus in london, a few days in chechnya, the end.

I'm going to separate this into parts because I wanted to rant about the thoughts this movie inspired regarding taxation, and the funding of terror in other countries through U.S. taxes but its getting kind of late. So there is part 1. The movie that sucked inspires interesting thoughts in my brain.