Apologies for lumping you in with the rest of the commenters, then. I'm friendly with some of the writers, so I'd rather not name names.

I take no offense, given the number of commenters. Having said that, I do enjoy a place where I can be strident and somewhat anonymous.

Fair enough! And I'll readily admit that the AV Club comments are certainly heads and tails above the unfiltered ugliness of, say, IMDB.

bon, taking advantage of a place to be strident? I just can't see that...

I like the AV Club. I think they're interesting, even when they're wrong.

IMDB commenters are bitches, yes.Bitter. Probably crazy-jealous. Yes, Corwood, maybe I misqualified my annoyance(And maybe I just read the two guys on there that do that.) But anything that annoys me that much that does not pay the bills or my friend didn't write is easy to ditch. I've got enough agita.

I suppose that capoeira was ripe for the same treatment as other martial arts, but it makes me a bit sad to see wire work, because it's a magical enough art without it.

I'll probably watch anyway, because capoeira movies are few and far between released outside of Brazil. But I wonder why they got a Chinese stunt guy for such a Brazilian production.

Oooo. I know of capoeira in a dopey tangential way, but have seen very little of it, so that's neat. But yeah, I would kind of like to see it without FX-enhancement, since... that makes the stuff that's real easier to mentally dismiss as FX? But if Brazilians are more accustomed to seeing realistic awesomeness, it'd be more exciting to see supernatural awesomeness.

I watched Night Moves this weekend. I forget why it was in my Netflix queue, although I strongly suspect it was a rec from Criminal. Gene Hackman is a detective looking for a runaway teen and at first it's sort of meandering, and then it gets creepy, and then it gets complicated, and then all hell breaks lose. I liked it a lot. And as with a lot of the 70s neo-noir movies I've been working my way through, it's just so pleasurable to watch a movie that trusts you to have a brain.

Jennifer Warren is fantastically tough and brittle, and Gene Hackman is a grumpy bear, and James Woods is almost unrecognizably young, and, well, Melanie Griffith just kind of Lolitas around. And the ending is just brutal.

Afterward I read a couple of reviews saying that it's sort of Chinatown-esque and that the central mystery is kind of confusing, and I thought, "Well, no, it's pretty clear at the end that... oh, but wait... holy crap, it is confusing, and I didn't even notice!"

I watched Night Moves this weekend.

Ahhh, I love that movie and have written about it.

I might've even used the phrase "film blanc" to describe its sunblasted, overexposed look and the broad daylights quality of its evils.

Have you seen French Conection II?

Ahhh, I love that movie and have written about it.

Oooh, where? Well, "Anywhere I can read it now?" is probably a better question for my purposes.

I don't think I've seen French Connection 2. I technically saw the first one, but it was so long ago that I should probably start over and watch them both. Especially since I'm thinking of taking a long Xmas break anyway. I mean, what could be more festive than watching Gene Hackman lose his mind?

I mean, what could be more festive than watching Gene Hackman lose his mind?

In that case, throw in "The Conversation" and go for the triple.