Yesterday we saw It's a Great Feeling. Jack Carson and Dennis Morgan (think a low-rent Hope and Crosby) try to make a movie and woo Doris Day. Tons of cameos by WB stars of the '40s, headed by Joan Crawford and Edward G. Robinson, worthy moments from Danny Kaye, Jane Wyman, Gary Cooper, and the list goes on and on. Right down to the twist ending.
Great light musical comedy entertainment for those rough days when all you want is an hour and a half of mindless entertainment.
I've yet to see Melissa Leo in anything where she didn't make me say "Who's that?"
Although I am, of course, a giant Kay Howard fangirl so may be completely biased.
Nightbreed is the Russian vampire movie that's coming out, right? I'm dying to see that. Will it be out on DVD?
Honestly. You people are the reason my Netflix queue is up to 313.
The Russian movie is
Night Watch.
It's the first part in a trilogy, the second of which, I hear, will be released in America when the first part comes out on DVD. The third part is going to be filmed in English.
Night Watch is what I meant. Still asleep.
I'm watching the Baftas. I love Stephen Fry. That is all.
I saw The Three Burials of Melqiades Estrada last night. I highly recommend it. It had a very satisfying mixture of quiet heartfelt moments and dryly snarky scenes. I never knew where it was going and that made it a pleasure to watch. there is a little scenery chewing, but also some gems of performances--Melissa Leo was incredible.
I can't wait to see this. Well, I'll HAVE to wait (probably for DVD). But I can't believe Tommy Lee Jones hasn't tried to direct before this.
I fulfilled my pre-Oscar checklist obligation by seeing Mrs. Henderson Presents this evening. Very enjoyable, and I hope Judi Dench can win herself another Academy Award at this late stage in the game.
My movie experience of the weekend was
The Hidden Fortress.
Awesome!
There was Toshiro Mifune, and imperiousness, and a duel with spears, and a Very Narrow Escape. Actually, I could just say there was Toshiro Mifune, since I think I would watch a 2-hour movie of him doing his laundry. The short-shorts and fight scenes were just gravy.
And the characters that were supposed to be models for R2D2 and C-3PO were, uh, not. R2D2 never tried to put the moves on a sleeping Princess Leia. (Actually, I found it very interesting how shitty they were, as people; they really highlighted the maniacal, gruff honorableness of the Mifune character.)
I love that movie, Nutty.
I just watched Godard's Weekend, and I finally understand why Parisians occasionally used to riot in movie theaters and burn them down.
Not that I felt like doing that myself. In fact, I thought the movie was more brilliant than it was provocative, but man, I certainly felt provoked.