Movie Viewings
And some belated praise/discussion/snarking, hopefully in three sentences or less and spoiler-free...
THE IMAGINARIUM OF DOCTOR PARNASSUS: FREAKIN' AWESOME! Saw it 6 times, and you can bet your ass I'm buying the DVD (even if it might not truly capture the awesomeness of the thing that happens at the end of the credits, which I'm not going to spoil for you).
LEGION: God. Damn. It was like Constantine had a creepy bastard child with Left Behind at a coked-out orgy, only Constantine refused to accept paternity, so the movie was raised evangelical. Kevin Durand and Doug Jones deserve better than this bullshit.
IT'S COMPLICATED: Alec Baldwin's a philandering jackass, and Meryl Streep's having a hard time letting go. Simple enough for me.
WHEN IN ROME: That's what the director gets for butchering Daredevil AND Ghost Rider--he's given a DOA RomCom. Very little would have improved this movie, except maybe a couple of gun-battles and... wait, no, that wouldn't have fixed a damn thing.
Good thing we ditched it Thursday. Now, the new stuff...
FROM PARIS WITH LOVE: John Travolta menaces and kills random stunt people in Paris, where Johnathan Rhys-Meyers is apparently allowed to drive on the opposite side of the road whenever the hell he likes. Decent anti-drug movie, though--if you think cocaine will make you a better CIA operative, YOU ARE WRONG.
THE WOLFMAN: It's a remake of a classic horror film, with a suspenseful plot and good actors... only deliberately made more disgusting. Seriously, fingers bending backward in a transformation sequence? WTF, mate?
VALENTINE'S DAY: ... Up yours, Garry Marshall. UP YOURS!
And now, back to my WordPad...
THE IMAGINARIUM OF DOCTOR PARNASSUS: FREAKIN' AWESOME! Saw it 6 times, and you can bet your ass I'm buying the DVD (even if it might not truly capture the awesomeness of the thing that happens at the end of the credits, which I'm not going to spoil for you).
LEGION: God. Damn. It was like Constantine had a creepy bastard child with Left Behind at a coked-out orgy, only Constantine refused to accept paternity, so the movie was raised evangelical. Kevin Durand and Doug Jones deserve better than this bullshit.
IT'S COMPLICATED: Alec Baldwin's a philandering jackass, and Meryl Streep's having a hard time letting go. Simple enough for me.
WHEN IN ROME: That's what the director gets for butchering Daredevil AND Ghost Rider--he's given a DOA RomCom. Very little would have improved this movie, except maybe a couple of gun-battles and... wait, no, that wouldn't have fixed a damn thing.
Good thing we ditched it Thursday. Now, the new stuff...
FROM PARIS WITH LOVE: John Travolta menaces and kills random stunt people in Paris, where Johnathan Rhys-Meyers is apparently allowed to drive on the opposite side of the road whenever the hell he likes. Decent anti-drug movie, though--if you think cocaine will make you a better CIA operative, YOU ARE WRONG.
THE WOLFMAN: It's a remake of a classic horror film, with a suspenseful plot and good actors... only deliberately made more disgusting. Seriously, fingers bending backward in a transformation sequence? WTF, mate?
VALENTINE'S DAY: ... Up yours, Garry Marshall. UP YOURS!
And now, back to my WordPad...