Okay, the new Wicker Man is so SO bad. Almost bad enough to be worth seeing -- E and I were laughing pretty hard by the end. Neil LaBute's vision of what the world would be like run by women is the funniest thing EVAR -- the man is such a raging misogynist, and in such denial about it...wow. It's impressive.
So, if you do decide to see this movie, I recommend sneaking a flask into the theatre and making up a drinking game. Drink every time Nic Cage does something unintentionally funny, and you'll be set. (But save some for the last act, because otherwise you'll miss some really stellar lines from him, like
"Step AWAY FROM THE BIKE!"
and
"Ow, my legs!".)
Mrs. Henderson Presents is simply lovely.
We went a little nuts today and saw three movies (paid for one, snuck into two others, because we're evil that way). Herewith my report:
Invincible--I'm a sucker for sports movies, so I liked it. Bits are awfully obvious and Disnet-ish, but the performances are terrific and there are a lot of lovely little moments.
SOaP--Liked it okay, but was mostly underwhelmed. Samuel Jackson rules and there was some fun tongue in cheek stuff going on, but it didn't grab me--I was expecting to enjoy it the way I did, say, Tremors, and that didn't happen. I did like that Julianna Margulies looks her actual age--AND looks gorgeous.
Crank--completely farfetched, looks like a long music video, the camera work is hyper and the film steals from Pulp Fiction all the time, but I still dug it. Jason Statham is always a pleasure to watch and the movie knows exactly what it's about--supplying thrills and chills and never taking itself too seriously. A fun little popcorn flick.
How was Dwight Yokam in Crank? I've read good reviews for him in it.
He was great, lots of fun.
Sweeet. May have to pop in and see that one. And not just for Jason Statham's ass, I swear!
Mrs. Henderson Presents is simply lovely.
Yes, yes it is. And I want every one of her outfits, dammit. GORgeous fabrics and silhouettes and cut and draping. Costume porn.
Oh good. Not just me, then.
Wonderful movie, too. You think it's just candy floss and soft porn, and then, wow, there's a real there there.
Wait, the new Wicker Man involves the world being run by women? I mean, Nic Cage in a bear suit was going to be bad enough.
