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.
'Shindig'
Buffista Movies 5: Development Hell
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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.
I'm interested in seeing Night Watch, but I have my doubts that it will play here.
I saw Nanny McPhee today -- fun! And visually interesting -- it totally makes sense that it's based on some children's books because there was something about the look that seemed like it.
I saw the first of the Urban Menace films last night. Snoop Dogg, Ice-T, Fat Joe and some guy I'm wholly ignorant of named Big Pun. I presume Big Pun's a rapper though I can't imagine him being a very good one; he spoke like he had a three-pound tongue rolling around his mouth.
Anyway, it was as awesome as it sounds despite being simultaneously over-plotted and under-plotted. Then I continued the bad movie night into my subconscious, with a dream based loosely on the events of Alone in the Dark.
mr. flea and Casper saw Curious George this weekend. Apparently an ideal movie for two-year-olds, since George basically is one. mr. flea thought it was cute, too, but he may have just been enjoying going to the movies with his daughter.
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.
Best. Traffic jam. Evah.
Big Pun actually died a few years ago, but he was pretty popular before (and after, honestly) that.
He wasn't a player; he just crushed a lot.
Oh, forgot to mention that I saw a trailer for Pulse at some movie I went to recently. This should be a fun viewing experience, what with me silently telling the onscreen ghosts where to find Ian Somerhalder's character as he hides from them.