I had reservations going into Tangled, and I am pleased to report it was a fine family film. You can pretty much thank John Lasseter and the Pixar crew for that.
I’m never “for” the CIA. I’m against it, usually. So, when the main character of a movie is an operative for an organization known for willy-nilly deposing duly chosen governments of other sovereign nations, I’m usually for the “whistle blower.” But when the whistle blower is the biggest tool to lead this country since Polk, I’m back with the hero of the story – the CIA.
The documentary Who Is Harry Nilsson, and Why Is Everybody Talkin’ About Him? tells the story of an angelic-voiced upstart who grew up in a New York City slum and wound up a part of the upper crust of rock royalty. It’s the latest film by writer/director/co-producer John Scheinfeld, who made The U.S. vs. John Lennon which I also enjoyed.
Dear person sitting two rows in front of me at Burlesque: If you’re so smart, why did you buy a ticket to Burlesque?
Don’t say it. You don’t have to tell me that you don’t like Jim Carrey, no one does, so just hear me out.
I have never been much of a fan of ballet, or opera, for that matter. My step-grandfather, a Scottish-born man, drinker of fine scotch, was a fan of both. He tried to instill some interest of these (no, not the scotch) in me as a teen, to no avail. However, if I had seen Black Swan then, I’m sure I would have changed my tune.
Ok, I admit it; I’ve not read a lot of Shakespeare. But I’ve enjoyed all of what I’ve seen adapted to film. Ha – spoken like a true MTV generation kid (ok, a little pre-MTV generation). And I have also enjoyed much of Julie Taymor’s directing. I loved the passion and creativity of her film Titus based on yet another Shakespearean work.
This movie looks like what stars do when they don’t want to pay for a vacation.
Whenever I watch the Lord of the Rings movies, I need to forget that I’ve ever read the books. Because when I can forget; they are great action movies with hitting and sploding. When I can’t, all I can think is, “Yeah, this is just a fancy-looking Willow.”
This month’s film from the vault is a genuine turkey that was organically raised in the mid 60’s and is still as fresh today as it was on it’s opening weekend. It didn’t stick around long, but, thanks to television, it’s popped up from time to time over the years and it comes with all the fixing’s to satiate even a diehard vegetarian. It’s so bad it’s not funny, it’s hysterical.