Huh, that was the one thing I liked about it. Like, Emma's character was smart enough to realize the male lead was an emotional disaster like unto Thera and never entertain the slightest thought of attraction.
Tell me, how many people think it's wise to pick fights with and otherwise harrass a former mental patient who supposedly killed his own mother as a teenager? Cause personally, I think that rep would have let him walk through Oz unmolested.
I would pick just about
any
tension over none, especially in a horror flick.
So. Just finished
The Bride With The White Hair
This sort of movie never ends well, does it?
Hee. I loved that, and no.
My husband and I think we like the expensive CGI-assisted wire work better.
So, is the B with the WH some sort of known spirit? Because there was a moment when I think she ascended and I could have used a folklore expert in the room. Also, when did the Siamese twins turn supernatural? Because they clearly weren't when they were expelled from the Wu Tang Clan.
So, is the B with the WH some sort of known spirit?
It's sort of a remake of an earlier HK movie titled something like Wolf Woman, which was based on one of those Chinese popular novels of martial arts mayhem. Dunno if that was based in legend, or just popculty goodness.
Have you seen Swordsman II? Brigitte Lin is the best.
DH and I saw Bright Leaves on Friday, and it was just about the nicest two hours of navel-gazing I've ever seen. It's not an "important" movie the way so many recent documentaries have tried to be, but it's a really, really enjoyable one. I think anyone who's ever done any kind of independent/low-budget/student filmmaking would get a kick out of it, especially. (There's one moment in particular that's much, much funnier if you realize it must have been shot long before American Beauty came out.)
I finally saw
Big Fish
while on vacation. Awesome! I cried and cried at the end. And unlike some other Tim Burton movies, it had an end! One that went with the rest of the movie! So that was exciting.
Ever noticed that Ewan McGregor seems to radiate a kind of glee in every movie, as if he can't believe his own good fortune to be right here, right now,
doing this!!
?
Ewan McGregor has a gland that secretes a sympathy-inducing pheromone, as far as I can tell. Even as Nick Leeson, I couldn't help thinking "Oh, poor sweetie! How did this all happen to your helpless little self?"
Which completely wasn't what I was thinking when I read the news reports.
It may just be being fed by his lurking delight.
That having been said, I've not made it through
Big Fish
yet, despite both owning it and having Netflixed it. I've started, so I'll finish, but ... not soon.