Yesterday's brawl was about the merits of present versus past tense. The combatants were fierce, and only after our CFO strapped on his gun belt preparatory to an actual duel were we able to regain our senses.
Today's battle involved how to choose the Best Picture winner for the Oscars. I was extolling the merits of Winter's Bone, based on the book of the same name by Daniel Woodrell, a book I love. The movie is amazing. It does the book justice, and I don't think I've ever felt that way about a movie before.
I went on to say I thought the movie should win because it was an indie film that found an audience at the Sundance Film Festival, and was made for peanuts compared to the quadrillions of dollars some of the other guys had. Plus, there wasn't a special effect to be found from start to finish.
"Have you lost what little is left of your mind, my finny friend?" countered our film wizard. "You don't get points for starting small. It's whatever is best, level playing field."
Well, swords were drawn, hot words exchanged, and only the arrival of cupcakes (that Mer-Bear, she's a clever one) distracted us from the gnash of tooth and brandishing of firearms.
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