Daryl Hannah’s first name is Daryl. I’m gonna name my kids Babs.
25 Mar 2009 • 3:36 am 0
Roxanne (2/5)
22 Mar 2009 • 8:33 am 0
Journey To The Center Of The Earth (2/5)
21 Mar 2009 • 11:10 am 4
Poets do it in fewer words.
I labor for hours to string together a meaningful song lyric and once in a great while do I suspect they actually move the listener–I usually hide behind loud production and bell ringing. I think songwriters could learn a lot from our poetic peers, they truly make meaning out of the most delicate little phrases. I am in awe of the theology in this bit that a friend sent me the other day–a picture of a possible Heaven with its memory, its emotion, its grace. I know you’ll shutter at this one.
It’s Passover in Heaven
have some gefilte fish!
They’re serving bread unleavened
raising toasts with Manneschevitz
Six million Jews at Heaven’s Seder,
the Holocaust amassed.
With Adolph Hitler, guest of honor,
they’re laughing at the past.
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19 Mar 2009 • 8:25 am 1
The firehose.
I’ve been reviewing the films I watch now and thought that blogging them was just as good a place as any. Forgive the firehose of posts there, this is my work from January to present. These days I’m less driven by my borderline faith so I figured why not make value out of my movie-a-night trend that has marked post-graduate life. I nearly resolutioned to not watch any film that had a Rotten Tomato score under 60, but that didn’t last long. I haven’t quite figured if I like bad films when I’m depressed or bad films depress me. I don’t much care which is which when my spirits dip; January is always a gutter and I certainly hit the bad film pipe on more than one occasion. I expect to include spoilers in my reviews; consider yourself warned.
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17 Mar 2009 • 12:02 pm 0
Crank (2/5)
15 Mar 2009 • 11:42 am 0
Watchmen (2/5)
The plot seems to come together quite hastily in the last scenes, but upon further thought, Snyder competently wove the numerous origin stories with evil nuclear blond guy plot. And I think I mostly understood why the bad guys and good guys did what they did. If you put enough chromatic trash on the screen your audience will forgive your gaping plot holes–I have a feeling there were at least a few. At least one star for the opening credits. Minus points for a half dozen shitly laughable soundtrack choices and the omnipresent blue dong (somewhere there is an animator who has that fine swinging work on their CV). I’m always encouraged whenever Hollywood lets a man take off his trousers, but when and why our Dr. let Vanity Smurf out is right curious. So was his excursion to Mars for a giant Swiss watch craft time, which oddly, is all destroyed later on by our stuck-trying-to-act-her-way-out-of-paperbag heroine. Ugh. She teaches him the meaning of life in that moment if I recall–which he casually discards a day later. And I get that Dr. Manhattan can do anything he hell wants, so what were the others’ super powers and who cares? Like Superman hanging out with his utility-belt wielding Superfriends; a limp courtesy that just degrades everyone involved (wasn’t there an ass-face talking dog prancing about in a cape too? I digress). If this contrast was the salient point of the novel/film it was buried under a lot of ‘300′ fast-slow-action-edit glam. This film was for comic junkies, of which, I am not a schooled nor fawning member.
14 Mar 2009 • 11:56 am 1
Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang (5/5)
Downey Jr. and Kilmer rifle through the script at a manic pace, delivering some fiercely hilarious stuff. You can tell the writer/director spent a lot of time developing this; the scenes and characters are wickedly fresh and peculiar. Best epilogue ever: “To all you good people in the Mid-West, sorry we said fuck so many times”.
10 Mar 2009 • 11:59 am 0
Changeling (4/5)
Eastwood again attempts to score his own film with blandly caustic results (I did not know such paradox was possible). I cast the box office failure of the film on a peculiar albeit very appropriate title, overwhelmingly depressing content, and a flabby poster of Jolie apparently in monk’s garb. Still, the brief moments of justice and unwavering hope of the lead are all fist-in-the-air good.
9 Mar 2009 • 12:05 pm 4
Twilight (3/5)
I didn’t know that Forks had an ethnic majority-minority student body of 90210 model quality. Come hither teen chemistry in large doses were all singe, and worked kittens on this over-aged, bored, immature, and lonely male (clearly, the tertiary market for this material). Love the dreary peninsula sets and vampire pallor; oh to have a dreamy immortal want to drink you in and yet, resist for the sake of–um why was he resisting again? And I’ll blame the bumbling action scenes on the director’s gender–call me sexist if you will (sarcasm).
8 Mar 2009 • 12:23 pm 0
Body Of Lies (3/5)
Crowe is sadly pinned to his mobile for most of the film and the action never quite takes off. Being quite gay for Leo, though, and a fan of Ridley’s style make it an enjoyable two hours. Leo’s last lines were a favorite–responding to Crowe’s despairing claim that there is nothing to like about the Middle East, “perhaps that is our problem”.
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