I love The Hunchback of Notre Dame. Any movie that can deliver the line "Achilles! Heel!" to a horse named Achilles wins in my book.
Best. Part.
Ice Age 2 is translated here as something like The Epoch of the Iceyness, 2.
And I don't know about Happy Feet, but Mal loves the trailer.
I am instantly suspicious.
I just realized something. If you, one day, wanted to have some sort of "Race Relations in America" movie night, a perfect double feature would be...
Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle...
and
Crash.
In that both are laughable?
I'm just saying.
Anyone participate in the Hollywood Stock Exchange?
I used to. Had a friend who worked IT there. Got bored with it eventually, mostly because everybody else made bookoo HSX bucks, and I could never make any.
I've been doing it since 2002. On and off. It's more fun during the summer.
Man, ita, I had totally forgotten about that until you mentioned it. I'm up by quite a bit of money. Though David Boreanaz has lost me a lot of money. Good thing he's pretty.
The local film critic completely panned Lucky Number Slevin, but in so doing ensured my attendance with this passage:
The only real surprise here is why so many esteemed actors are willing to play second banana to Josh Hartnett, who stars as Slevin, a young man who spends much of the early part of the film covered only with a bath towel and the blood from his broken nose after gangsters kidnap him from a New York apartment.