Nothing funny about feldspar

I think I’ve mentioned before that I talk back to the television. It’s a bad habit that I learned from my parents, both of whom read science fiction but yet could not suspend disbelief long enough when watching an action movie or TV show (if in a contemporary setting) to keep from exclaiming “That can’t happen!” when the car rolled down the cliff and immediately exploded.

I think I’ve also mentioned that my dad used to race stock cars (mostly regionally, but he had a stint as a NASCAR driver way back in the early days), so this is a topic they would have found extremely difficult to watch fictionalized.

Cue Talladega Nights: The Legend of Ricky Bobby. The first scene has Ricky Bobby winning a race in reverse. After that I couldn’t watch it, not because I couldn’t suspend disbelief long enough to watch a comedy with racing in it, but because I could only hear my parents trashing it; their voices were louder than the jokes.

They probably would have liked Cars, though.