Just got back from our "Use free passes to escape the heat" afternoon at the movies. We saw
Nacho Libre,
which was funny is spots but felt, I dunno, like it wasn't finished. The story has some good ideas, but none of them are developed. Also Jack Black needs a director who knows how to rein him in.
We also saw
The Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift
which had the stupidest script imaginable, but is so unabashed about being a teenage boy's wet dream ("Hi, 17-year-old guy I just met, here's the keys to my incredibly expensive car for you to go race") that it is kinda fun to watch. Fun to watch if you want to see shiny cars in various cool landsacpes. Lucas Black has a charming smile, I have to say.
DH saw The Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift today and liked it better than the second one, but not as much as the first.
K-Bug saw The Lake House today and said it was boring.
I saw The Break-Up and feel meh about it. Some funny stuff, but the underlying message annoyed.
How did we all end up at different flicks? K-Bug's team went to the movies, the girls saw one flick while the moms saw another. DH struck out solo.
I also liked it better than the second. Bow Wow, Lucas Black and Sung Kang (a young American actor who was excellent) were all fun to watch.
We saw Nacho Libre, which was funny is spots but felt, I dunno, like it wasn't finished.
Not funny enough in spots and really sucked in many others. Nearly walked out but I kept waiting for some pay-off -- something that tied it all together and made some sense. Never came.
Because I couldn't wait for Netflix, I sent DH out to rent Underworld: Evolution. Nope. Not ashamed.
Cash, it's got Kate Beckinsale in PVC, no other excuse necessary.
OK, saw a formative film that, upon seeing it on DVD, I realized I've never seen unedited.
THE LITTLE GIRL WHO LIVES DOWN THE LANE, which was definitely 70's fare, with a (playing, and must have been close to the age) 13 year old Jodie Foster and and OUTRAGEOUSLY creepy Martin Sheen as the guy who wants to do her.
It's a novel I'd read based on the premise of the movie (by Laird Koenig) when I was in Junior High and it's a very Patricia Highsmith-like indetifying with the person who is not quite right in the head.
I bought the DVD months ago, but hadn't gotten around to watching it, and upon seeing it a) that must have been a body double for Jodie in the nude scene, b) this thing got a PG rating back in the day????? I want to throw this out there for all the fucktard religious right who protest and say that movies have gotten so much worse.
Seriously though, it's a very good, creepy movie, and both Jodie and Martin are superb. Unfortuntately, even in the edited form I saw it in back in the day, Martin Sheen has always registered as this sick fuck no matter what I see him in, including Pres. Bartlett.
That sounds good, but I won't watch it until after I'm done mainlining West Wing, due to your final sentence.
In something very vaguely related, Martin Sheen does the voiceover at the beginning of the trailer for Who Killed the Electric Car, which I saw before An Inconvenient Truth. I thought that was a good touch, since a significant portion of the viewing audience probably associates his voice with President Bartlett.
Unfortuntately, even in the edited form I saw it in back in the day, Martin Sheen has always registered as this sick fuck no matter what I see him in, including Pres. Bartlett.
This is totally me. I saw that movie when I was eleven or twelve, on TV, and ever since then Martin Sheen has carried a vaguely sleazy, very creepy vibe for me. Loved the movie, though, and the book, too.
