The Glass of House and Sand

The funnniest part of that is that I knew what she was saying, but I couldn't parse the actual title.

From the IFC website: Put Julia Roberts On Hold: Seven Big-Name Movies That Have Yet to Reach Theaters or DVD

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With issues both economic and otherwise, there's a growing collection of films gathering dust, the latest possibly being the leftovers at Overture, where chief executives Chris McGurk and Danny Rosett resigned amidst speculation the company would be sold. It's made the fates of Matt Reeves' "Let Me In," the Edward Norton-Milla Jovovich prison drama "Stone" and Philip Seymour Hoffman's directorial debut "Jack Goes Boating" uncertain, to say the least.

There's a good chance all will be released or find new homes, but whereas high-profile films were once immune from getting the cold shoulder, their relatively big price tags and limited appeal to niche audiences may mean they not even make it to Netflix. Here are a few that won't be coming to a theater near you anytime soon.

I think fairy-tale bleak is somehow more palatable than gritty realistic bleak. CTHD and Pan's Labyrinth both fall into the former category for me. (As do The Sixth Sense and Let the Right One In now that I think about it...)

I can enjoy them, whereas I have no desire whatsoever to see another Neil LaBute movie in my lifetime.

Yeah, Matt, bleak is way different than misanthropy!

A) I would totally go see the Glass of House and Sand.

B) That's the one with the moral of "open your fucking mail!" Right? B1) Todd was once in a play where a significant moral of the story was "break the tab on tapes you don't want someone to record over" This amused us a lot, especially since it was a pretty depressing play.

I agree with the Pan's Labyrinth assessment (that was actually going to be my example). What about (circling back to a previous "did you mean this?", only not) Children of Earth (Torchwood)? I thought that was up there on the bleak scale.

B) That's the one with the moral of "open your fucking mail!" Right?

Yup. So not only depressing, but also trite and pointless!

Oops, phone double post

Which reminds me, I need to check my mail.

I found CTHD incredibly depressing in an I-will-never-know-love way, but it's still one of my favourite movies. I think I can come down on the pro side of nihilistic action, quite simply.

B) That's the one with the moral of "open your fucking mail!" Right? B1) Todd was once in a play where a significant moral of the story was "break the tab on tapes you don't want someone to record over" This amused us a lot, especially since it was a pretty depressing play.

I maintain that the "message" of Showgirls is "Never be the first one down the stairs."

I don't know that I have an opinion on bleak action movies. I do know I think they're funnier and more enjoyable when Shane Black writes them.

We're back from seeing Despicable Me.

It was only playing in 3D in the City and I got serious, horrible sticker shock when the matinee cost us forty-fucking-two dollars to go see. I would've walked away except we'd taken the train down, Matilda was amped to see it and we'd already been shut out of seeing the preview.

Christ. The 3D was good, but that's well more than twice what I expected to pay.

It was enjoyable though. The voice actors were intriguing because they didn't play characters based on the actors personas. In short, they acted. Julie Andrews, for example, played the mean, cold Russian mother. Jason Segal was totally unrecognizable as the nerd-villain Vector. And Steve Carrell was working a heavy Ruskie accent all movie.