Hey, you know what kids like? Complex morality tales about destiny and the ying and yang of good and evil. And how love is the true motivation to do good, and that one day, half-way through your life, you may reverse your career decision and that will be okay because nature will balance whatever vacuum you created. Wait… what? Kids don’t like that?
Somebody asked me how a movie about a guy that saws his arm off isn’t a plot only worth five minutes. My question would be, how could you think it only needs five minutes?! A man CUTS HIS OWN ARM OFF. How could you not want to know more about this?
You know, the only thing that is really unstoppable is the fact that Hollywood will make a glut of mediocre action films that don’t really offend OR excite. This is really just another one of those, so we’ll just throw it on the pile.
The only question a reasonable adult would ask after seeing Skyline is “How great is Skyline?”
After seeing Client 9: The Rise and Fall of Eliot Spitzer I am here to tell you that the game is rigged, the engine of capitalism is eating itself, and we are all fucked.
Watching Tiny Furniture reminded me that I was once 22 years old. Remember 22? Do you remember it as this fun-filled, exciting adventure of new possibilities? Well, you’re lying to yourself.
I love animated films. I think it’s a great medium and has so much potential in telling a story. Some of the best stuff is from Studio Ghibli. Hayao Miyazaki has made some brilliant, beautiful films. It follows that someone else would want to make a similar mark.
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.
Dear person sitting two rows in front of me at Burlesque: If you’re so smart, why did you buy a ticket to Burlesque?