Zero Dark Thirty and rape culture

I let Zero Dark Thirty (hereinafter 0D30) simmer through yesterday. Partially this was because I spent the afternoon with the brew club (side note: Turtle Anarchy, gracious hosts of the meeting, have an experimental Curry Porter on tap. Run, do not walk, run there and get yourself a pint), and spent the evening relaxing in front of a DVD with Ms Heel-filcher; partially also, because it's good to let a film you didn't like have some time to make its case.

The post after the fold contains spoilers. Oh, and Harry bin Laden dies at the end.

Shorter Zero Dark Thirty

0D30, Act 1: You, the torturee, are responsible for any harm which befalls you.

0D30, Act 2: None of this conjecture can be confirmed because we aren't allowed to torture any more.

0D30, Act 3: What convinced you that Bin Laden is there? Her unshakeable faith, that's what.

Ezra reminds us why it's a damn shame ...

a) for John Boehner that POTUS has learned how to negotiate
b) that Ms Heel-filcher has never seen Die Hard.

"Whatever House Republicans might think, the White House is all steel when it comes to the debt ceiling. Their position is simple, and it’s typically delivered in the tone of voice that Bruce Willis reserves for talking to terrorists"

Washington Post - The GOP’s dangerous debt-ceiling gamble

I can't help Boehner with his problems, but part b) is on the menu for tonight ;)