EAST BRUNSWICK, N.J.—Congratulations to the New Orleans Saints, who hung in there against the Indianapolis Colts and emerged victorious in Florida at Super Bowl XLIV! I have to admit, I was rooting for them to win, but it had nothing to do with any feeling that the city of New Orleans deserved a win like this in light of their post-Hurricane Katrina hardships. (Does that make me insensitive in some way?) Really, I just like to root for the underdog when I'm faced with two teams I otherwise would not care for in a championship game like this one. And Drew Brees and company pulled it out in dramatic fashion; as a friend of mine commented on Facebook when Saints cornerback Tracy Porter picked off Colts quarterback Peyton Manning to make the Saints' fourth-quarter lead just about insurmountable, who knew Manning would Favre the game away?
I didn't watch the whole game live; I was working in New York today (I work Sundays through Thursdays, for those who don't know by now), and in the middle of the game I was hauling my ass all the way back home to East Brunswick. So I didn't see The Who's halftime show until later (it was nowhere near as electrifying as their performance in The Concert for New York City), and I only now got around to catching some of the commercials that aired throughout the game on CBS. One in particular caught my attention: an ad from Google that detailed a whole courtship entirely through search-engine terms. If nothing else, my cinephile heart leapt at the Truffaut reference lodged in the commercial. But of course; his films are, on balance, far more approachable than Godard's. (But how about the recently departed Eric Rohmer? Now that would have been a brilliant shout-out, considering the kind of romance-related subjects he tackles in his Moral Tales.)
Here it is, for your enjoyment once again: