Zoe ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Watching The Piano at the theater with my mom was my most uncomfortable movie experience.
Though a former co-worker of mine snuck out with her brother to see Fritz the Cat as teenagers, and once there spotted their parents in the audience. I think that experience tops mine in humiliation potential.
I rented Fired Up this week and found it a surprisingly enjoyable watch. Even if Eric Christian Olsen is the least convincing high school student since Amy Sedaris.
I'm enjoying finally having a DVD player again and watched Nobel Son and Rachel Getting Married this weekend.
I enjoyed Nobel Son more than it deserves, probably because of the caper element, but the writing was pretty good and the cast was great.
Note: the opening scene is not for the squeamish. Between that and the cutesy intros of everyone, I almost turned it off.
Rachel Getting Married was well done for what it was (i.e., one of those slice-of-depressing/dysfunctional-life films with no real plot or point). Anne Hathaway did a good job with it though.
As an antidote to the doom and gloom, I watched Charade.
I took my mom to see the musical version of Hairspray which she hadn't heard of, and really did enjoy immensely.
Afterwards, she asked me what role John Travolta played in it.
I think my most uncomfortable movie watching experience was seeing "Exit to Eden" with my parents. (I was either in grad school or not long out of it, so I should have known better)
Afterwards, she asked me what role John Travolta played in it.
HAH!
Dirty Dancing with my dad was...fairly uncomfortable.
Dirty Dancing with my dad was...fairly uncomfortable.
Let's never remove the above sentence from context....
...makes a note not to watch Evil Dead.
Which is a pity, given your name.
Oops...I meant "Going to Dirty Dancing with my dad was mildly comfortable." For though I have Daddy Issues in profusion, they aren't of The Kiss variety. Honest.