Occasionally, very occasionally, Ebert seems to be deliberately dense about NOT getting the point of a movie, but, for the most part, I love the man's work and his dedication towards film preservation.
Also, the fact that he's still writing weekly reviews, after the botched surgery he had, is a testament to the strength of his love of movies. He could have just retired to writing treatises on movies and gotten paid well for it, but he still wants to be out there seeing what's new. I have a ton of respect for the man.
More remake news: Rob Zombie and The Blob. But he wants to take it in a "crazy direction."
The last one had the blob as a US military experiment gone wrong, complete with screaming half-dissolved victims mired up in it whenever it pressed against a glass barrier. What's Rob Zombie going to do that will be shocking after that?
The last one had the blob as a US military experiment gone wrong, complete with screaming half-dissolved victims mired up in it whenever it pressed against a glass barrier. What's Rob Zombie going to do that will be shocking after that?
Enter it in
So You Think You Can Dance.
Oh, I was confusing
The Blob
with
The Thing.
Which is easy, I suppose.
No it's not! One's a blob and one's a thing. DUH.
Haven't watched Lost Boys in all too long. Checked it out from the library and am having a lovely rewatch. Makes me miss California and Santa Cruz though.
Just got back from seeing 500 Days of Summer. Why did no one tell me the movie would give me flashbacks to Pushing Daisies? Between the narration, the asides showing factual flashbacks about the characters, and Anna Friel-alike Zooey Deschanel as the female lead, I was expecting someone to reanimate a corpse any moment.
The person in charge of the soundtrack might as well have been reading my mind when making selections. And of course, I completely lost it when the Hall and Oates musical number started up!
