Slowly Learning...

Four short reviews...

Superbad - Comedy of the summer, comedy of the year, and possibly the comedy of the generation? No complaints at all with this one.

Stardust - Better than I expected, but still not that great. Also, stop casting De Niro just because he'll whore himself out to anything. He works for some roles, but not this one. He has the accent range of Connery (i.e. none), and when everyone else in the movie is British sounding he sticks out like a sore thumb. Also the "tough guy" who is really soft inside is way too overdone at this point.

Once - Finally got around to seeing this one and I'm glad I did. Everyone who told me I'd love it was right. I wasn't expecting such a musical touch to the film, but it worked great. The music and performances drew me in and then the bitter-sweet love story just got me hooked.

Shoot 'Em Up - I love Clive Owen and movies that don't feel the need to hide a story behind action, so I was very excited about this film. And then I was let down. The claims of a constant shoot-out are greatly exaggerated. If it had been that then I would have been thrilled, and I could have possibly overlooked all the terrible terrible puns (are there really any other kind though?). In the end it reeked of a high budget style film that is trying to be a B-list cult classic. And that on top of the moral that they were driving down our throat.

RATINGS: See it now, see it again, and see it once again on DVD; Skip it unless you have nothing better to do; Throw the DVD onto the top of your Netflix list, and go out and snag the soundtrack too; Go rent Crank if you want to get your over-the-top action fix.

Posted by Thom at 4:15 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

I have seen both Superbad and Stardust, but those reviews will have to wait for another day. Tonight I just want to share with you two movie related experiences I had at Superbad.

First off, I went with my mother (strange enough for a movie like that), but there was also this 80 year old lady sitting two rows in front of us. Did she realize what she was seeing? I'm thinking not, and that she was just looking for a cool shady place to rest. But onto the events.

1 - I'm sitting there, waiting for my mom, watching the trailers. First up was this ridiculous looking movie about dragons attacking our cities. Now this movie looked just plain bad, but the best part was the end of the trailer, when the title popped up (in that deep movie voice): "DRAGON WARS!" At that moment the two people sitting behind me just couldn't contain it any longer and burst out laughing. And naturally, I had to join in. That is quite possibly the stupidest sounding title since Snakes on a Plane, except those people knew their title was ridiculous (hence the point). Seriously people, if that is the best you can do for the title of the film, I can only imagine what the script is like.

2 - Another trailer (this time my mother was there), this time for the new Resident Evil movie (why do they keep making these?). As we were watching Milla Jovovich run around a barren wasteland. I'm not sure how far into the future this is supposed to be, but would Vegas really be that rundown and engulfed by the desert in what appears to be such a short time? And when will people learn that video games never make good movies. Add to that the fact that the third installment of just about any series has been terrible, and you have a major recipe for disaster here. But I regress. So we're sitting there, watching the preview for this "action packed" film when my mom lets out the biggest yawn I have ever heard. Now I'm sure it wasn't intentional, but it was perfect.

Posted by Thom at 12:39 AM | Permalink | Comments (1)