Movie Review: “End of Watch”

   I am an ardent fan of the cinematic arts. Although I have certain genre preferences, I don’t let that stifle my curiosity and close myself to different flavors of entertainment. That said...I am a huge fan of science fiction, super hero and action movies! Please visit my other blog The Boxed Office for reviews, exclusively, on these types of movies.

The Cast: 

Jake Gyllenhaal, Michael Peña, 

   Jake Gyllenhaal has come a long way from his days as Donny Darko. He is very convincing as Officer Brian Taylor, and ex-Marine completely submerged in his job, while at the same time committed to a film project for his continuing education. Michael Peña exhibits true star quality in this film as Officer Mike Zavala, a street punk turned police officer at the direction of his childhood girlfriend, now wife, vested in his marriage and family life...with a genuine desire to make a difference.

The Plot:

   Officer Taylor (Gyllenhaal) and Officer Zavala (Peña) are in the thick of it. Patrolling the mean streets of L.A., every patrol is one adventure after the other...and gunfire is a common occurrence. 

   Taylor is filming their shifts with hidden cameras for a film project, often narrating the action. A call of a man harassing a mailman leads to a fight between the man and Officer Zavala, which Zavala wins...but doesn’t report per the terms of the engagement. This earns Zavala the respect of the man, a reputed gang member, and leads to an ominous warning later on in the film.

   A noise disturbance call leads to their first confrontation with Big Evil, unbeknownst to them, a Cartel operative. Taylor later decides to make a “routine” traffic stop after staking out Big Evil’s house, yielding gold plated guns and loads of cash. This encounter sets the stage for a series of other events...that eventually lead to the Cartel placing a bounty on both officers.

   Big Evil, ordered to handle the problem of be handled, sets up an elaborate trap for the officers and sets them on an unalterable course with destiny.

The Verdict: 

   The first thing that sets this movie apart from others is the cinematography. The film is primarily seen from the camera point of view of the cameras Taylor uses to film his job. This approach is not overused and well done as it adds a certain realism to the film, making it very edgy.

   The second thing that makes this film stand out is the superb acting of Gyllenhaal and Peña. It’s not so much the fact that the deliver Oscar performances, but the onscreen chemistry between them just has to be real. These men, from two very different cultures, are brothers that have immersed themselves in the life of the other...and it only adds to the overall delivery of the twists, turns and shocks of the film.

   Lastly, the excellent script and directing kept this movie running on all cylinders and kept me pumped for the entire ride. It is heavy on drama, with gritty and suspenseful action...and the comedy is something everyone can relate to if you have a dear friend thats like family...and the banter is all love. This film spiked my tea with four spicy cinnamon sticks...out of five. Don’t miss this one.

Funky Sky Capsule

   I’m not a fan of flying. Strange perhaps, since I love roller coasters, but it is what it is. I think flying should be left to the birds (I don’t even think bats do it very well). There is something about the complete loss of control that makes flying lose it’s appeal. Even if I were the one piloting the plane, should something go wrong, I won’t sprout wings and soar among the clouds. I’m not in control of the roller coaster either...and should it go off the track, the chances of survival aren’t good. However, should it simply stop and refuse to operate, I could probably climb down or be rescued. Put a plane in that scenario, while it’s in flight....and the prognosis is still fatal. With all this self-imposed stress, I don’t need any added unpleasantness. Funny how sometimes you don’t get what you need...or what you want, at the same time.

   Ok...so flying isn’t for me, and I consider it a personal accomplishment to have gotten on a plane this summer. It takes me a state of extreme concentration and acceptance of the possible consequences of flying to make me comfortable enough for the trip. The last thing I need is a passenger with no regard for the other passengers...or my personal battle with the statistically safest way to travel. I mean...there have been bathrooms on planes for a very long time now, and the plane wasn’t taking off or landing to prevent free movement within. So I fail to understand the need for such a deadly assault.

   I thought there were supposed to be sky marshals on the planes now...so why wasn’t an arrest made? Wait...I’m getting ahead of myself. Let me back up and detail the heinous crime of which I speak. So...there I am, making peace with my maker fully expecting the plane to experience terrible turbulence followed by all the horrible scenes I’ve watched in movies of planes going down...when I get punched in the nose! It’s not as bad as it sounds...it was much worse! I would have loved for it to have been a fist that hit me, instead it was the digested residue of a very inconsiderate....and probably very ill (judging by the odor) passenger, breaking every public health ordinance in every state we passed through.

   You’re probably laughing right about now...but there is nothing funny about weaponized gas. Even looking back on the event months later doesn’t inspire humor at being exposed to an odor so foul, it made the magazines rumple. The ice in my ginger ale melted immediately...and my peanuts wilted. As I sat in amazement at all the chemical changes happening around me, oblivious of the slow death I was experiencing, other passengers began to get very vocal about having their life expectancy reduced by fifteen years. Some expressed a desire for the guilty party to come forward, but threats of death made this the longest of long shots.

   The insanity of it all...being trapped in a pressurized capsule, with a living devouring gas wreaking havoc without mercy. The depravity of the scene had me half expecting to turn and see the maniacal grin of the clown prince of crime (The Joker) telling me that Batman wouldn’t be in time to preserve what was left of my degenerating mind...as brain cells ceased to exist by the hundreds of thousands, with every breath. It was a nightmare, but I wasn’t on Elm Street...and if Freddie ever slept, this is what would wake him in terror. Yeah...it was that bad.

   My analytical mind couldn’t help but wonder what the perpetrator had eaten...alive, that then died and quickly decomposed in their stomach. I thought perhaps they came across some week old roadkill before boarding the plane, and thought “well, nobody else is eating it.” I wondered if they weren’t really a person, but an escaped science experiment designed to look like a person...and we were all guinea pigs for the next phase of warfare. All the time I spent dreading the plane going down...only to find myself wishing it would crash to end the torture.

   I wish I could say this story ended well...but it didn’t. We all inhaled, choked, gasped and swore...until it was all gone.

All About Nothing

   Occasionally I get into situations wherein my cognitive thought is somehow obscured from registering the actuality of the situation I am in. I know it sounds weird, but stay with me on this and it will all become clear...later.

   The world is a very dynamic place full of mystery and wonder. I know, it sounds like a tag line from a bad science fiction television series, but it also happens to be true. Live long enough, and you will see amazing things. It’s all about being in the right place at the right time, but in a world full of people with a tendency toward chaos...the right place and time happen more often than one would think. Alas...this isn’t the subject of this post, indeed, my use of the word “alas” would make an ample topic of discussion, but I digress.

   I was talking about the obscuring of cognitive thought...but more on that later. You see, life is such an eventful experience, it’s tough to stay focused at times. So much is happening in so little time (and when you consider the average human lifespan in comparison to the time the planet has existed...”little” is an understatement) that it becomes a task to take it all in. I don’t want to go off-topic here (although that’s virtually impossible...more on that later) but when you consider the vastness of space and time, a full life lived is less than the blink of an eye (relatively speaking).

   Speaking of relatives, ever notice how we are all more connected than we appear to be? Trace your family tree and you will find that the branches are quite vast...spiraling in so many different directions that it’s hard to not look at some random person and wonder if somehow, someway....there is a connection. It’s absolutely mind boggling and that says a lot since the mind is a very difficult thing to boggle. Well...let me retract that last statement. It’s not so difficult to boggle if you know how to do it, after all, I started this post talking about the obscuring of cognitive thought, and then continued to do it (but more on that later).

   I must be coming across as a procrastinator...I keep putting the point of all this off until later, knowing full well we are all living in a “now” society that just can’t wait. Kudos to you if you’ve made it this far in reading this post. You are an elite breed of person that probably still uses the oven over the microwave...or I’m just making wild assumptions, again. I’m actually not procrastinating, I’m orchestrating, like the conductor of a world renowned orchestra (ever wonder if they are really renowned all over the world?). Everything has been carefully planned...except for the part that wasn’t. 

   Please have patience, I’ll be done momentarily...after I begin. You see, the point I have been coming to that was always something for later...was in fact, always something now. Confused...? So was I, until it all made sense to me. If you’ve read this far, then you know what is actually going on and what this post is really about: nothing.

   Realize that I haven’t tricked you...I made my intentions clear from the title. You chose to explore and see what all the hype was about...despite my telling you from the beginning. Of course, I could be completely wrong, and this post is really about so much more than the nothing I claimed it to be...which would make me a trickster, in fact, since I led you to believe there was nothing here.

   Each person must decide for themselves the merit of this post...so choose wisely (speaking about choices...)...more on that later.

Stuck In The Matrix...The Illusion Is Real

   The world is exactly as it seems...and not at all as it appears to be. There is a difference between what we perceive and what is projected. Very few of us may never come to the realization that deception wrapped in illusion, reheated in misdirection are the ingredients to the dish being served as truth. Fewer still will realize that this meal is being served on every level of our existence. Some look to the government and say "ah-ha!" Some look to the hierarchy of their job and say “ah-ha!” Some even look to their friends or loved ones and say “ah-ha!” How many look in the mirror though, and make the discovery of a lifetime? 

   Sometimes things just don’t seem right with the world around you, the environment you are currently in, the situation you are handling, the person you are entrusting with your heart. There are those of us that are gifted to know that when something is off...not right. Often this happens in direct contrast to how things appear...a handshake from your new friend Brutus....friendly advice from a wise and kind Serpent...a room with a balcony on the Titanic...a sudden ray of sunshine and warmth after torrential rain and incredible winds. How can you not pack a basket and have a picnic? How can you not lie under the sun and bask in the beauty of it all? How can you not realize you are simply in the eye, and when the storm returns there will be nothing left but memories? 

   The world is exactly as it seems...and not at all as it appears to be. The appearance is a facade...an illusion...a mask. It comes with assurances to the contrary, promises that it is real, denouncements to the idea that the mask is really a mask. Much effort goes into the convincing campaign...and why not? 99.9% of the time the result is success. Deception is achieved...and the believer is deceived. However, what happens to those that lift the veil and discover the truth? What happens to those that understand what can’t be seen, and see what shouldn’t be understood? What level of mastery over their environment, their situation...their selves do they achieve? What level of freedom do they attain when they discover that all they see is false...and all they perceive is real? 

   When this is fully understood, there is no mastery of environment, situation or even self. There is no freedom...just a very clear measure of the cage we inhabit. A cage with room for only one, for we came in alone...and alone we too shall leave. Fathom living in a world where the only person you can trust is the one looking back at you in the mirror. Imagine, if you can, waking up one day in such a world and not recognizing the reflection staring back at you.

    Picture being alone on a small island having to survive off the foliage and wildlife...and the trees grow coconuts filled with hemlock, and every animal you can dine on is mutated and disfigured. Unlike Tom Hanks, there are no extras to create from because you didn’t crash on this island...you simply woke up. How do you react after wandering this tiny island and discovering a sign that reads: “Welcome to Hope...the World is Yours”...? 

  “Alone” doesn’t even begin to describe your circumstance in either scenario...and Insanity is the smallest town in the state of Madness...with a large red “X” in it reading “You are here.” This all sounds like some wild ride in the next summer blockbuster or some suck Johnny Depp movie for which he’ll get more accolades...but remember: The world is exactly as it seems...and not at all as it appears to be. 

   If the world seems to be made up of these deceptions and illusions perpetrated by masks claiming to be real people...then that is exactly what it is (at least a portion of it). When the full weight of this sinks in and the implications are seen in every facet of your existence and felt to the core of your soul...the man in the mirror becomes a stranger stranded on an island called Hope. It’s not a welcome realization...but it’s real. Sometimes hope is all we have.

Movie Review: “The Bourne Legacy”

   I am an ardent fan of the cinematic arts. Although I have certain genre preferences, I don’t let that stifle my curiosity and close myself to different flavors of entertainment. That said...I am a huge fan of science fiction, super hero and action movies! Please visit my other blog The Boxed Office for reviews, exclusively, on these types of movies.

The Cast: 

Jeremy Renner, Edward Norton, Rachel Weisz

   Jeremy Renner was enjoyable as Hawkeye in the Avengers and gave a decent performance in this film. The subject matter of the film didn’t give him much range to explore as an actor, but he can’t be blamed for the script. Edward Norton is a very good actor, but what can he really do if all his role calls for is to sit in a room and order the deaths of science projects? Rachel Weisz probably had the most to do in performance delivery as a doctor that is thrust into the middle of a project meltdown with no clue how the all the moving parts work. She delivered in her role...but it was nothing that hasn’t been seen before.

The Plot:

   This film runs concurrently with The Bourne Ultimatum. I can’t wait to view both on BlueRay and compare the events to see if they got it right.

   While Jason Bourne is exposing Operation Blackbriar and the Treadstone Project in The Bourne Ultimatum, Eric Byer (Edward Norton) is ordering the elimination of all members of Operation Outcome...from agents to scientist.

   One such agent is Aaron Cross (Jeremy Renner) and scientist Marta Shearing (Rachel Weisz). Because of Cross’s genetically modified enhancements, he is able to avoid the first attempt on his life and evade subsequent attempts as the film progresses. In his efforts to stay alive, and enhanced, he seeks out Dr. Shearing, saving her life from a second assassination attempt after she survives the first that leaves all her colleagues dead.

   Cross takes Shearing on a wild ride in an attempt to remain what he has become, while trying to stay one step ahead of all the resources the United States government is bringing against them to eliminate any trace that the program existed.

The Verdict: 

   I’m a fan of all the previous “Bourne” films and thought this one would be more of the same, but with a different agent to focus on. I was right about that, but wrong in my thoughts that it would carry the same delivery as the other films before it.

   Renner does not deliver as much as Damon does, but this has everything to do with the script and very little to do with his acting ability. The film seemed rushed as I never got the chance to really know the characters...but very slow in the fact that it spent a lot of time explaining the circumstances surrounding the motivations of the antagonists. It could have done more with less explanation, and more action. The action that was in it was good, but very brief and too heavy on the suspense aspect. I don’t need to see a chase last for twenty minutes...it gets boring after ten.

   If you are a fan of the Bourne films, then you’ll want to see this just to further flesh out the entire story of everything associated with Jason Bourne. I found value in the movie from this aspect only, but was disappointed in that it was one long chase movie that delivered few answers to questions I wasn’t asking, and focused on people I didn’t care about. It could have been a better film, but only served up two and a half, out of five, cinnamon sticks in my cup of tea.

Congressional Reform Act: A Good Start

   There has been a chain letter circulating through the internet for years now. It presents itself as an idea from Warren Buffet, but the truth is the only part of it that came from him was a simple quote. Although the contents are not his, the ideas in the letter continue to raise questions, inspire discussion...and motivate people into thinking positive about where we are as a country, and where we want to be. Obviously, something this inspirationally viral and full of ideas simply must be discussed on this site, dedicated to the advent of idea.

   “I could end the deficit in 5 minutes. You just pass a law that says that anytime there is a deficit of more than 3% of GDP, all sitting members of Congress are ineligible for re-election.” This was the quote that sparked a firestorm. It was meant as a joke...but takes a serious poke at a large part of the country’s economic problem...Congress! With members of Congress coming to the table with the agendas of those that line their pockets and fund re-election campaigns, instead of the best interests of the country...it’s no mystery why nothing substantial gets done for the benefit of everyone. They are too busy pushing benefits for the selected few.

   The following points should be viewed carefully...

1. No Tenure / No Pension. A Member of Congress collects a salary while in office
and receives no pay when they are out of office.

   Now you’ve got to wonder who would still do the job...if it really wasn’t a job, but a paid privilege to serve. People are making careers out of being in Congress, but does that path really serve the interests of the people...or are those on that path too busy trying to maintain their own personal design for their life choice?

2. Congress (past, present & future) participates in Social Security. All funds in the Congressional retirement fund move to the Social Security system immediately. All future funds flow into the Social Security system, and Congress participates with the American people. It may not be used for any other purpose.

   It seems to me any issues with Social Security would get fixed real fast if this were ever the case. 

3. Congress can purchase their own retirement plan, just as all Americans
do.

   Putting those that make the decisions that effect you and I on an even keel means they make decisions that also effect themselves (and I don’t mean like point number 4). There is a lot of debate in Congress about a great many things...and I’m eager to see how that debate changes when they are no longer talking about abstracts that effect other people, but specifics that affect them along with everyone else.

4. Congress will no longer vote themselves a pay raise. Congressional pay will rise by the lower of CPI or 3%.

   Yeah...it must be nice to just vote yourself a raise whenever you feel the need...or whim. Things getting a little tight in the pocket...? Take a vote, get a raise. Probably the only time a unanimous decision is made in Congress. I’m in favor of bottling this genie by capping it at 3% and tying it into the Consumer Price Index.

5. Congress loses their current health care system and participates in the same health care system as the American people.

   Now this is hot potato! Health care has been at the center of the ideological debate between the Demon-crats and Rethuglicans (yes, I’m an independent thinker). Want to see both parties come to a consensus on health care? Put them in the same system as the rest of America and they’ll stop yelling at each other, and start talking with each other. They will either settle for the less we have...or upgrade all of us to where they have comfort. Take a guess which it will be...?

6. Congress must equally abide by all laws they impose on the American
people.

   Well...this one sounds good, but I think that human nature will prevail here, at least a little bit. I can see high profile situation being enforced to the letter as it would with everyone else....but it’s the small stuff that will still get lost in translation. Think of it as the perks an officer of the law has...just because they’re the police, like parking under a “No Parking” sign.  Could we live with these small acts of elitism? We do now already...but you have to wonder if that is how it all started in the first place, for things to get to where they are now

7. All contracts with past and present Members of Congress are void effective 1/1/12. The American people did not make this contract with Members of Congress. Legislators made all these contracts for themselves. Serving in Congress is an honor, not a career. The Founding Fathers envisioned citizen legislators, so ours should serve their term's, then go home and back to work.

   So the “effective” date would need to be modified, since it already passed...or not, since it casts a net over everyone that has, is, and will be...in Congress. I’ve mentioned before how we need less politicians and more statesmen. The need for political straight talk has never been greater...and if our Legislators are unwilling or incapable of doing this, then perhaps it’s time we, the people, used our considerable power to make some changes that will actually make a positive difference. 

   The original chain letter said “THIS IS HOW YOU FIX CONGRESS”...can anyone honestly read the above ideas, and disagree that this would be a start? Well...of course someone can (and probably will), but that would just be an example of being part of the problem...instead of working toward a workable solution.


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Warren_Buffett

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/GDP

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CPI

http://dkidiscussion.blogspot.com/2011/02/being-hater-viral-societal-infection.html

http://dkidiscussion.blogspot.com/2012/01/political-straight-talk.html

Let It Out

   There is a saying that there is nothing new under the sun. It can be argued, I suppose, but the sentiment is documented in the careful observation of most things under the sun. The fact that people continue to behave as....well, people, only bolsters this position. Take for example, the practice by many to bury and hold onto frustration, anger, sadness and a plethora of other emotions, instead of the often recommended course of action of “getting it off your chest.”

   Many times people hold onto much negative emotions...letting them fester and mutate instead of bringing this darkness into the light. It’s something many do and a behavior I didn’t consider to write about until I recently heard a story of such a case that had been festering...for many years. Imagine being friends with someone...close friends, for many years, and one day an inquiry into some curious behavior leads to a torrential outpouring of negative emotions against you. For you it would come as something out of the blue, from left field, off the wall. For your friend, it’s been festering for years...yes, years...and today was the day it all came to a head.

   I heard this story and it gave me pause. I began to think to myself if I have been harboring any bad feelings toward anyone and if so, what was preventing me from either addressing the issue...or letting those negative emotions go. I also began an  to determine if this was indeed a modus operandi of people in general...and found that although it depends on the individual and their life philosophy, many will cling to their perceptions and emotions attached to them for a long time unless otherwise resolved. Granted...my study was as far from scientific as asking a bunch of people can be, but it did give some insight into this subject matter.

   It is also interesting to note that although a subject can be resolved in the way of all the issues clearing the air...being discussed and understood with everyone informed on all thoughts on the matter, this is no guarantee that bridges will be built. Many people, once bridges are burned, let them smolder even after the facts surrounding the flames have been doused. Is it human to hold grudges? Certainly. Is it healthy? Probably not. In the opening case to this post...certainly not. If you are friends with someone, part of being a friend and having a true friendship is full disclosure of those things that polarize emotions and cause tension. If this isn’t happening...then perhaps a reevaluation is called for.

   Apart from the situations between friends, everyone gets to a point, at some time...where they have a surplus of frustration, anxiety, anger, or just have a moment when the weight of the world just seems crushing. Let it out. I can’t say everyone has someone to talk to...but everyone can find someone to talk to. The pool starts with family and friends, then extends to people you know...and then to people you don’t know. I mean really...if you can’t afford a professional and have no family of friends, there are still free resources available for you to let it out. Even a good yell or scream is a step in the right direction.

   We see news stories all the time of people that perform heinous crimes, and although this is not, by any means, the proper venue to express unresolved emotional problems, I think it noteworthy that most of them have issues that were either unknown prior, or not acknowledged when presented. I’m not absolving any one of abhorrent behavior...I’m just saying that the philosophy of “let it out” is a good one and a positive facilitator against these acts of tragedy.

   Time for some positive self reflection. Are you harboring feelings that are a constant buzz, or are mounting internal pressure within you? Let it out. Are you angry at someone for something they did (or didn’t do) and they don’t even know it? Let it out. Are positive feelings for someone festering...and in doing so, having a negative effect on you? Let it out.

   Let it all out.

http://dkidiscussion.blogspot.com/2012/02/burning-bridge.html

http://dkidiscussion.blogspot.com/2011/04/friend-ship.html

Olympic Adoration

   The Olympics is a celebration of the human condition...showcased on a world stage, by those that would claim a unique banner...but share the same classification: human.

   I absolutely love watching the Olympics. I guess “watching” isn’t quite accurate, I see myself as an active participant in the emotion of it all. The Olympics revives the young athlete in me and sets fire to an inner national pride that leaves me screaming for the home team...but also for the individual achievement of a fellow human being not too far removed from my own circumstance.

Oscar Pistorius

The human condition is that which all of us participate in, either by choice or unwillingly simply because of the fact that we are all human. What has been experienced by one human that cannot be empathized by another through a similar experience? Nothing. There is someone, somewhere...at sometime, that has experienced a similar circumstance, and certainly that has felt a profound emotion related to that circumstance. Enter the Olympics...where we are not just entertained by the sport of it all, but share in the celebration of our humanity.

Kirani James

Look at the story of Oscar Pistorius and witness the human condition. A man with double below-knee amputations and aspirations to compete in the Olympic Games against able-bodied athletes. A story of turning a disadvantage into an opportunity is not new...and no less inspiring with it’s telling. There were forces that rose to crush Oscar’s dream, but Oscar would have none of that and persevered, realizing his goal. As children, many of us were told that the sky was the limit to our dreams and that we could do and become anything we wanted to be. Witness what happens when we never let go of that encouragement.

   Kirani James is the first person from his country of Grenada to

win an Olympic medal. His story does not come with tragedy, but instead the capitalization of birth given gifts. At just 19 years old, he is an Olympic champion. Most would say he is an exception to the human condition, but I say he is the rule. I say everyone is born with a gift of some type and those that make the mark Kirani has are simply the ones that have uncovered and nurtured that gift...in pursuit of a dream. It was a special moment at the end of the 400m semi-final when James exchanged name tags with Pistorius...another display of the human condition: respect.

Felix Sanchez

   Felix Sanchez is a two time Olympic gold medalist in the 400m hurdles...winning in Athens 2004 and London 2012. Both medals came with the exact same winning time of 47.63 seconds. At eight years apart, Sanchez, 34 at the time, is the oldest man to win the Olympic 400m title. How many times has it been said that someone is too old to accomplish something? How many times has age overcome our desires for certain goals. It happens, and nothing we can do can stop the aging process...but with hard work and determination, some things thought undoable can be done. Sanchez did it. I watched that race, and I saw Sanchez pull a picture of him and his grandmother from under his uniform...and break down. Loss and sorrow will touch all of us...it’s a staple of being human. Felix channeled those feelings for achievement. How many hearts became one in that golden moment?

Michael Phelps

Anyone watching these Olympic games would be hard pressed to sincerely say they have no idea who Michael Phelps and Usain Bolt are. Usain Bolt is the best sprinter of all time...and Phelps is the greatest Olympian ever. Both are a testament to what can be accomplished when limitations are just imaginary boundaries crushed by the reality of the human condition. Both are just the highlights though.

   The human condition are what the Olympics are all about. Everyone has a story someone else can relate to. Just being at the games is a celebration of accomplishment for the athletes involved...and our viewership is the extended after-party wherein we all share in the festivities of our humanity.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oscar_Pistorius

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kirani_James

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Félix_Sánchez

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Phelps

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Usain_Bolt