Helen Hunt's sister from Mad About You played Danny DeVito's Mom? That's some range.
That would be Anne Ramsay as Helen Hunt's sister. I wonder if she actually spells it the same, but had to change it because the other Anne was Ramsey first.
Also, when did IMDb start integrating the Notable TV Guest appearances into the main acting listing? Whenvever it was, I like it. I don't have to scroll all the way to the bottom to look up TV shots, like they're some bastard stepchild.
What a waste of Bettany. I won't lament Ford.
This cool, classy blonde stinking of funk, like a feral Grace Kelly.
I still want to be JZ when I grow up. I want to marry this sentence.
The sentence, not Stone.
MOMA is having a ginormous French film series. The full schedule is here [pdf].
Any stand-outs particularly worth seeing?
Oh, wow. I'd eat nails to go to the Chris Marker night. La Jetee is one of my favorite films, and the short co-directed with Alain Resnais is almost certain to be brilliant. I'm unfamiliar with the other films that aren't Breathless (which you should see if you haven't, natch), but I think Chabrol, Desplechin, and Cantet are all great, great directors. I'll pass that link to the real film geeks I know to see what they recommend.
Like Corwood, Le Jetee would be my recommendation, and Breathless is the only other one I recognize.
It's humbling when you think you know something about film to realize how little you know.
Breathless is classic, but I don't think it would be all that rare.
I'd be interested in seeing Le beau Serge - early Chabrol is cool.
I'd also love to see Who Are You, Polly Magoo? - though I can't guarantee it would necessarily be a
good
film. But I've seen clips and it is SuperMod midsixties style, which I am a sucker for.
Polly Magoo and Black Girl were highly recommended by the movie geeks on my other board. The only Chabrol I've seen was L'Enfer, which impressed me when it came out, but that's been a while back.
Ouch--Entertainment Weekly gives Firewall a D-!
Ford himself, in late middle age, seems bored stiff playing taciturn Harrison Ford-type heroes, with their suits and their gravitas, their honor and their tired old sprees of derring-do, and he jumps through his hoops projecting a lethal combination of wounded feelings and star peevishness.
Man, I wanted to see Bettany, but it seems less and less worth it.
Bastards! Dont' fuck with the Man with the Yellow Hat!
In the G-rated movie, directed by Matthew O’Callaghan ("Mickey’s Twice Upon a Christmas") and written by an apparently large committee, the Man with the Yellow Hat not only has a name (Ted) and a celebrity voicer (Will Ferrell) but also a host of neuroses. The Man with the Yellow Hat is babbling, awkward with women and full of self doubt.
When he actually buys his trademark yellow outfit for a journey to Africa, the scene is played as a joke on his fashion sense. The point is hammered home when he finally looks in the mirror and exclaims (in that Will Ferrell whiny sort of way), "I look like an idiot!"
The Man with the Yellow Hat is an object of ridicule?
Why?
...
At this point I’m ready to see what a monkey with a typewriter could do.
Heh.
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From a different review:
To put it in context: This film is better than either of Imagine Entertainment's live-action Dr. Seuss projects, "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" or "The Cat in the Hat." There's eh, and there's sub-eh.
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