Good movie.
We watched Alpha Dog tonight, you can read my quickie review here.
It was really good, and JT surprised me as an actor.
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We had a bit of excitement here when we first started watching the movie, that's why it has taken me so long to get back here and write a review and stuff.
What happened?
Well, a few of my neighbors got in a knock down, nose breaking fight right out on the front lawn.
It was crazy!
The guy with the busted nose was carted off by ambulance for probably a good 5-8 stitches in his nose.
That thing was just gushing everywhere!
One neighbor was trying to break it up, and two of them were just taking swings at each other around him. Beer bottles flying at heads, wives screaming, kids crying, pure fucking crazy.
We had about 4 cops and oddly, 5 medics.
I don't know if they thought every one was injured or what, but we certainly didn't require that many medics.
It was all over a gold necklace that one guy thought the other guy stole and some money.
The necklace ended up being found in the grass after having been ripped off during the fight.
I ended up finding the necklace in the grass, the guy it belonged to, Mr. Bloody broken nose, tried to hug me for finding it.
I'm all dude, it's cool, you are covered in blood, go get stitches man.
He was crying, thanking me. I guess his grandma gave it to him or something.
I feel bad for the kid.
Yes, that kid.
It is always something going on in that poor child's life.
I don't even know what to do anymore ya know?
His dad got wasted and got in a fight over money and jewelry, busted some other guys nose up, almost went to jail, his mom is crying, he's crying, my boys were trying to hold him back inside our house.
That poor kid was wanting to get out there and help his dad fight off the other guy.
He just kept screaming, "My dad! Kat! That's my dad!"
I felt so bad for him, but I couldn't let him go outside and get swung at by a bunch of fucking drunken idiots.
How much more is this poor kid going to have to deal with before help comes?
How many times do people have to make calls, have to offer help, before it actually fucking happens?
Once upon a time, this was a nice, quiet neighborhood.
Now, it's something almost every single weekend.
And it's always something that involves that kid.
Comments
Poor kid. I think that the reason he might want to run out and defend his sperm donor (I have a hard time referring this this asshat as a *dad*) is that he might get the shit beaten out of him tomorrow if he doesn't. It breaks my heart just thinking about all of the hell that goes on in that house.
He and his mom are very lucky to have you around to help them. But I, too, wish more could be done for them.
Posted by: Christine | May 12, 2007 11:51 PM
I really worry for not only what's going on right now in that kid's life, but for his future. As it looks now, he doesn't stand a chance. Something really needs to be done for him so his chances will go up!
Posted by: Leigh | May 13, 2007 12:50 AM
Poor kid! I hope he is learning from his dad how NOT to behave.
Posted by: DSB | May 13, 2007 1:11 AM