'The Killer In Me'
A place to talk about movies--old and new, good and bad, high art and high cheese. It's the place to place your kittens on the award winners, gossip about upcoming fims and discuss DVD releases and extras. Spoiler policy: White font all plot-related discussion until a movie's been in wide release two weeks, and keep the major HSQ in white font until two weeks after the video/DVD release.
I hated the message that, to catch a man, you had to dequirkify yourself, and what that did to Iona.
That's the part of the movie that fills me with fury. I don't have Plei's Duckie issues (tho' they're starting to make sense to me as the years go on), but I agree completely with her about Iona.
In my head, Iona is a PerkyGoth now.
nods
In my head, Iona dated the boring yuppie guy for about a month, finally said "What the hell am I doing?!", and went back to being a happy freak.
So many of the core film competence of the 80s that I did not see! I have never seen Pretty in Pink, or the one about all of the Brat Pack at Georgetown, or... I did see Less Than Zero after it became nonfiction, maybe 2-3 years ago. Come to think, the only 80s yuppified teen-angst movies I think I have seen are Sixteen Candles and The Breakfast Club.
(I except Say Anything from this group on grounds it is 1989, and anyway Cameron Crowe, and anyway not on the same topics and not starring any of the same people.)
(Does Some Kind of Wonderful count? Despite endless television repetition, I have never seen that all the way through either.)
I don't know what movies I was seeing, but I guess I know what movies I wasn't seeing!
or the one about all of the Brat Pack at Georgetown
St. Elmo's Fire. Came out the summer before I went. Needless to say, it was required freshman-year viewing. Along with The Exorcist. Make of that what you will.
Momentarily breaking in to offer an amusing, 'net only mockumentary.
For those of us entranced by Spellbound, Wordwars and Wordplay (the quirky competition genre)...Unflinching Triumph...a surprisingly engaging doc about the cutthroat world of 'staredown'.
As a person who can barely out-stare my dog, I was moved and inspired by the story of Phillip Rockhammer's rise to the elite of his sport.
Seriously, the film is well made and the associated web sites are really, really good.
Wow. What isn't a sport?
Wait, you said it's a mockumentary? So it's a joke? Whew.
That said, I couldn't understand what Andie saw in Blaine, and I kind of hated the ending.
I didn't hate Blaine, but i wanted Andie to end up with Duckie. you know the original ending had her ending up with him and the test audiences didn't like it and so they changed it, right? (run-on sentence much?)
my favorite brat pack movie is The Breakfast Club and always will be. so many quotables.
A joke, but a very well-told joke. So much so that one never sees the wink.
a surprisingly engaging doc about the cutthroat world of 'staredown'.
Heh. Emmett was having a staring contest with Matilda this morning.
"Blink, damn you!" he said in his most James T. Kirk manner.
(Not to be confused with his moist James T. Kirk manner.)
(Charlie Hunter used to be in a SF band called James T. Kirk. They only played covers by James Brown, Thelonius Monk and Roland Rasheed Kirk.)
(Charlie Hunter used to be in a SF band called James T. Kirk. They only played covers by James Brown, Thelonius Monk and Roland Rasheed Kirk.)
That is awesome on several levels.
That is awesome on several levels.
Then they got a cease and desist from Paramount so they changed it to TJ Hooker: Thelonius Monk, James Brown and John Hooker.