I had a big weekend watching children’s movies. I don’t have children myself, and often find it hard to get anyone to go with me. But I enjoy them and often find them better than the dramas clearly designed to go after awards. First I saw “Madagascar: Back 2 Africa”. If you love animals (especially…Details
After a week and a half of shows in Iraq during Thanksgiving 2007 I was on a C-130 flying from Baghdad to Kuwait. What was supposed to be a routine 40-minute flight turned into a much different journey. We were diverted back to the airfield in Balad to pick up “HR”. That is the code…Details
Though I love to be contrary, I’m not going to differ from all the other reviewers on this one: see it. I left thinking that I’d love to read the book it was based on, but I’m a the-movie-OR-the-book kind of gal, and the movie got there first. “Slumdog Millionaire” is the story of Jamal,…Details
I’ve been disappointed in horror movies as of late. Seems we’ve had a few with interesting ideas but then they don’t execute them well. Ha. Execute. I made a funny. Too bad the recent horror movies haven’t made any. However, The Crazies, though my expectations were obviously low, managed to appease my hunger for the genre.Details
Most filmmakers, I suspect, would say “Man, if I only had more money, I could make my low-budget film SO much better”. They have a cool, independent film but feel they could really push it over the top with a bigger budget. Well, every so often, a movie comes along that defies that notion. Sometimes a movie could actually use a more gritty, low-budget sensibility. Repo Men is one such film.
Ah, Green Zone, the movie that finally tells us, the public, what REALLY happened with all those pesky Weapons of Mass Destruction that the Iraqi’s had stashed away in various locations. We all know they had them somewhere, even though we couldn’t find them. Oh, wait. We already know what happened about those, don’t we? Yeah, I thought so. So, no need to see this movie.Details
I had only been doing stand-up a couple of years when I saw Bill Hicks at the Funny Firm in downtown Chicago. The back of the club was filled with comics. I had heard about him but seeing him live was another experience. I remember a bit about the Devil fucking someone and creating John Davidson and Tony Robbins. I remember thinking how cool it was that I was going to quit my job waiting tables at Bacino’s on 75 East Wacker and go at stand-up full time.Details