Friday, January 20, 2006
The Things I Think About Driving to Work
In Scarface, when Sosa has to send someone with Alberto the Hitman to help him around New York City and translate for him, why does he send a known drug kingpin from Miami who's under indictment for cocaine trafficking and money laundering? Isn't he the most likely guy to draw attention to what Alberto is trying to accomplish? Wouldn't the Feds be tailing him? Hell, wouldn't it be hard for him to catch a plane to Bolivia after being charged? Figuring out how preposterous the end of Scarface is (leaving aside the facts that Tony would have been dead within a minute because the amount of cocaine he ingested at the end, and he wouldn't have been able to shout at Sosa's goon army after taking about ten bullets in the upper torso) is not unlike when I found out that my favorite childhood author Roald Dahl was an open anti-semite. There's a real loss of innocence there. My childhood would really be in tatters if I had a commute longer than ten minutes.