Hot Fuzz
It is "Spider Week" in that rather large-ish town about an hour from my new hometown, and Summer Blockbuster Season officially starts on Friday, I thought I would take a moment to herald a movie that is about to disappear into the tiny screen in the back of the theater. You know the one. The one that smells weird.
I am talkin about "Hot Fuzz." It is unbelievably funny and likely more worthy of the price of admission (and pop and popcorn and M&M's and junk) than half the movies coming out this summer. Basically, if you like buddy movies, cop films, british humor, humor in general, James Bond as a moustache-twirller, and/or "Shaun of the Dead," you will love this movie.
That said, I took this new found respect for the types of movies that "Hot Fuzz" pays homage to and watched "Tango and Cash" on Encore last week. I am, as a result, now stupider than I was before I watched it.
Now go to the movie theater and get ready to laugh!
I am talkin about "Hot Fuzz." It is unbelievably funny and likely more worthy of the price of admission (and pop and popcorn and M&M's and junk) than half the movies coming out this summer. Basically, if you like buddy movies, cop films, british humor, humor in general, James Bond as a moustache-twirller, and/or "Shaun of the Dead," you will love this movie.
That said, I took this new found respect for the types of movies that "Hot Fuzz" pays homage to and watched "Tango and Cash" on Encore last week. I am, as a result, now stupider than I was before I watched it.
Now go to the movie theater and get ready to laugh!