I mean, I also do not sell the girlfriends of my proteges to rural Chinese prisons.

So you say.

cuts eyes suspiciously at Nutty

Also, although it's realistic, watching someone manipulate world events by dint of a telephone is just not as sexy as watching a fistfight.

Nutty, I love how you can say that the movie needed more realistic motivations in one sentence, and then say that the realism in the movie wasn't as sexy as a big explosion later on in the same paragraph.

(And I thought Redford manipulating the world via telephone would have been sexy for you, it seemed like your sort of thing)

Sometimes it seems like the demands you put on movies must leave the poor movies confused and frustrated, wondering how the night could have turned out so badly, and at just which point it all started to go south.

I don't remember liking Spy Game as much as I thought I would. Probably because of Redford's insistence on being a Golden Boy.

I watched Swimming Pool over the weekend, and really enjoyed it. (It's a very misleadingly marketed film, IMO -- it's not a thriller, it's a movie about a woman who's writing one.)

I can see why it wasn't everyone's cup of tea, but I absolutely adored the storytelling, and the performances and camerawork just made me swoon.

1. Telephone manipulation has its place; but front-and-center as the chief elements of moving the plot is not it.

2. While I do like the telephone, and the freedom it has given the modern thriller plot, I am not so enamoured of ear wax that I must witness lots of it.

3. If you are a serious movie about foreign policy unrest, you may use the telephone, but you may also be required to be directed by Costa-Gavras, or else take place in black and white. (See Paragraph 31-B for regulations involving documentary exposés.

4. If you are a not-serious movie about foreign policy unrest, shit must blow up in a regular basis, unless you have received Intimate Fight Scene Exemption #2, or Silly Chase Sequence Exemption #3. Please see Appendix Q for forms to apply for these exemptions.

I liked Swimming Pool. I watched it with a friend, and we spent over an hour afterwards discussing exactly when the narrative went from watching the writer to watching what she was writing and discussing the color choices and so on.

I also liked that at the end, the protagonist was not shown to be a misunderstood curmudgeon hiding her heart of gold behind her crusty exterior. She seemed to be curmudgeon all the way through, bless her.

4. If you are a not-serious movie about foreign policy unrest, shit must blow up in a regular basis, unless you have received Intimate Fight Scene Exemption #2, or Silly Chase Sequence Exemption #3. Please see Appendix Q for forms to apply for these exemptions.

See what I'm talking about?

It's like you're a Rules Girl with movies.

t runs away

I also liked that at the end, the protagonist

Yes! That warmed my misanthropic curmudgeonly heart, it did.

It's like you're a Rules Girl with movies.

Nutty always wears lipstick to the movies, but never calls them back?

It's like you're a Rules Girl with movies.

No date on Saturday night for YOU!!

I just have a very sensitive "Oh come on" -o-meter, which is calibrated in inverse proportion to how seriously the narrative takes itself. Ronin, e.g., is a quick, efficient picture that postulates exactly zero traffic cops in all of Paris, to say nothing of the self-surgery; but it is also the sort of picture that never bothers to explain why it has been set in motion. Because it doesn't actually haev that close a relationship to reality, I do not feel compelled to point out the points at which it diverges from reality.

Whereas, sale of supermodels to rural Chinese prisons? Unless Brad Pitt is dressed up as Binky the Clown during the climactic rescue sequence, I feel the need to call foul.