Saturday, February 28, 2009

Movie endings I hate! A League Of Their Own



















I adore A League of Their Own.  To my mind, it is one of Tom Hanks' best performances ever.  Without question it is Geena Davis' best performance.  Madonna's, Rosie O'Donnell's, John Lovitz'...well, you get the picture.  I love baseball to begin with.  And I love a baseball movie that gets it right.  What Tom Hanks retrospective would be complete without this scene?


 Hanks plays Jimmy Dugan...ex-baseball hero, and now reluctant coach of the Rockford Peaches.  The Peaches are part of the newly formed Girls Professional Baseball League.


The relationship that develops between JImmy and his star player Dottie Hinson (Davis) works on every level. As their friendship develops, and they become close, they also earn each other's respect. You could see them getting down and dirty together... they never do, and they never come close.  But the chemistry is there.  Respect.  It's a powerful thing the way Hanks' character, Jimmy, comes to see  Dottie, as a true ballplayer.  He get's it that she loves the game as much as he does.  That is a rare thing in films. Jimmy doesn't distinguish her as a female ballplayer...just a ballplayer. Dottie is as tough as nails and never, ever makes an error.  She's the catcher who holds on to the ball regardless of the charge she takes from a runner.  She even chews tobacco with Jimmy.  




Likewise, the relationships between the women on the team are also finely layered and believable.  Each character is represented as a living breathing person, all with their own reasons for being there.  But with all of them, the buck stops at Baseball.  The love of the game. The only person playing on the team that seems to be there for other reasons, is Kit.


 

Kit is Dottie's little sister.  She has apparently lived in Dottie's shadow her whole life becasue A. she is younger B. she is smaller and C. she just isn't as good an athlete as Dottie.  Kit whines and mopes about how unfair this is through the entire film.  Maybe, if Kit would shut up long enough, she would realize that she isn't as good as Dottie because the game has become a competition with her sister, instead of with herself.  


When Kit is traded from Rockford to another team, Racine, she blames Dottie.  Kit blames Dottie when she pulls her out of a game, even though Kit is walking player after player, and causing the Peaches to lose the game.  Kit is a spoiled brat.  After she yells at Dottie and blames her for all her problems, Dottie decides to leave the team.  This is when Jimmy tells her, she loves it too much.  She'll miss it.  "It just got too hard." She tells him.  "It's supposed to be hard." he replies. If it wasn't hard, everyone would do it. The hard is what makes it great."  I have quoted this to my kids on many occasions.   The hard is what makes it great.  That could apply to anything in life worth doing.  Dottie leaves and heads home to Oregon with her husband.

  So now, Kit is playing with the Racine Belles, and Dottie has left Rockford.  Rockford and Racine end up in the world series.  Our Rockford team, that we have all grown to love, fights their way to a tied series.  But, their catcher is worn out and battered.  In walks Dottie, to finish the series out with her team.  "We're gonna win!" Jimmy says.  And I, as audience, am relieved too.  They're gonna win.


 But, someone has the bright idea that this whole movie is really about the sister sister relationship, and that at the bottom of it all, Dottie is willing to throw the game so her sister can be the hero.  Oh yes...you heard that right...so that whiney ass, big baby, shut the fuck up Kit can be the hero. 

 If Kit had one iota of humility, or graciousness toward Dottie, I might have been okay with this choice.  With Racine two runs down, Kit comes up to bat.  This is it.  The last out.  All they have to do is finish off this last batter.  Well, Kit hits the ball deep to center field.  The tying run comes in, and the third base coach tells Kit to stop at third, but, as usual, she does what she wants to do, rounding third and coming home.  The cut off man throws to Dottie, the catcher.  Dottie catches the ball, braces herself and Kit charges into her at homeplate.  And guess what?  Dottie drops the ball, and Racine wins.  What?!  Racine wins.  

Now, I don't always have to see my team win...but, in this case...my team should have won.  I grew to love those women, and the mere fact that Dottie let her whole team down because of Kit, who needs to get a good spanking...well, that's just one ending that needs to be rewritten.  But, until it is...I will continue to turn the movie off before it ends.  I will simply live in denial. 


 Dottie never dropped that ball.  And Kit finally learns to love the game, and continues to play eventually earning her glory.  Dottie, goes home to her husband and never plays again, but still has her year of playing ball, and winning the world series for the Rockford Peaches.  The end.

Friday, February 27, 2009

Friday Night Netflix


So...I did take this evening to chill out and watch a movie.  The Bank Job starring Jason Stratham and Saffron Burrows.  Quite well done, I found it more engaging then the Ocean's Eleven sequels, as well as The Italian Job...no relation. Just want to take the time to give this little British film a couple of thumbs up.  Definitely worth taking a look, and popping up a bowl of corn!

Where's Freud when you need him?






































This is what I dreamt about all night last night.   Sorry about the enormous picture...but, look at that shizz.  I don't get the appeal, and frankly, I am quite petrified of Roller Coasters in general.  I'm always reminded of my kids playing Roller Coaster Tycoon on their computers, and purposely making the rides go so fast that the people are hurled into space....and, of course, killed, when they inevitably hit the ground.  It could happen. I, naturally, would be on the ride when the psychopath behind the controls had a break down.  And even if you're not killed, there is always the fear of being hit in the face with a low flying goose.  Or Fabio...I can't remember who hit who.  Maybe I'm watching too much Nancy Grace, but I think I need to chill out tonight.  Find a good movie to watch, and distract myself from the roller coaster I see everytime I open my front door.  Who's with me?

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Movie Mother of the Month - Aurora

If you've never seen Terms of Endearment...what?!  You've never seen Terms of Endearment? Stop now and go watch it.  As I was saying...I spoil the whole movie here, so, be forewarned.

What can you say about Aurora?  What can you say about a mother who screams at her sleeping baby because  she wants to make sure she's still breathing?  Once the child wakes up and cries...she's says "That's better."  Okay, I never did that.  I never pinched or prodded my sleeping children to make sure they were still alive.  I did, however, stand over their cribs and watch their chests rise and fall.  I did follow behind them to make sure if they fell, I could break their fall.  So, I get it.

Aurora loves unconditionally...no doubt about it.  And she's fully expressed.  She tells daughter Emma on the eve of her wedding that she is making the biggest mistake of her life marrying Flap.  But, she never says I told you so when all her fears are realized.  Aurora saw Emma deserving every wonderful thing that life could offer.  She wanted so badly for Emma to have it.  But she also knew that Emma, was not Aurora.  That she didn't have the same high hopes for herself that her mother did.  Aurora had high expectations of life.  Emma did not.  It must be odd to look across the table and wonder who that person you gave life to...or that person who raised you...is.


  
Wow, you're saying, that was harsh. Yes, Aurora does not mince words. But, that's not why I love her. So, Emma does marry Flap, and Aurora is left...alone. She makes a valiant attempt at dating the astronaut next door.  She is obviously terrified.  I love the scene where she lies in bed with a glass of wine and a photo album of her former, younger, more beautiful self, screwing up her courage to sleep with the astronaut.  "I like the lights on." he tells her as they prepare for the deed..."Then go home and turn them on." she replies.  She lives on her own terms.


 
Once her and Emma's lives are  separate, they are able to connect on a different level.  Now it is Emma's turn to be disapproving and shocked as she details her sexual escapades with the astronaut.  Hilarious.  Perhaps she's enjoying this new friendly relationship more then Emma?
Oh, I see, they were co-dependent all along.  It was a relationship that worked.


















Frustrating, overbearing, controlling...yes, she is all these things.  But, at the end of the day, Emma knew her mother would die for her. Somehow...they still managed to get it right.  They still talked by phone everyday.  Her mother was still the first one Emma called when she got sick.  Her mother was still the one sitting by her bedside everyday of her illness.  It was her mother that would throw her self-respect out the window if it meant one less minute of pain for her daughter.


 
Her mother allowed no one to speak ill of her daughter...even her little grandson...and it would be her mother that she waved goodbye to in her dying moment.


 
The end of the film sees Aurora taking Emma's three kids to raise.  The worst fear of her life has been realized, and she survived. You know she's going to be more open this time.  Oh, she's still going to be Aurora, and I'm sure those kids will have to put up with more 'splaining then they'd like to hear at times.  But, they'll never have a stronger advocate.  That's why I love Aurora.  

Monday, February 23, 2009

So...what did you think?



The 2009 recession era Oscar show...was pretty good. Jackman was great. Loved the opening number...but, then, Poof!  The Prestige all over again. Yes, he came back just in time for the worst part of the show...that Beyonce laden salute to musicals. But, overall...Jackman was underused!

There were too many recession level actors as presenters. I guess that's why they kept them a secret! I mean when Sarah Jessica Parker, and her push up bra, are center stage for that long...oy! It was a tireless stream of television actors turned "movie stars". Jessica Biel, Jennifer Aniston, Zac Efron, Amanda Seyfried, Parker. Alicia Keyes?  Natalie Portman looked bored, and frankly...the Joachin Phoenix joke at the Oscar's was inappropriate.  I expect a little more respect for an Academy member who has some real mental health issues.  Give the guy a break.  He watched his big brother die on a sidewalk in Hollywood and couldn't do a damn thing to save him.  That being said...the Phoenix/Bale joke at the Independent Spirit Awards was way funny.  It was short and sweet and mostly ripped Bale.  The two of them made for a funny pair.  

Then there was this.  Brilliant.



I really loved the innovative way they chose to present the acting awards.  Very moving. If I were a nominee, that is exactly what I would want...a little fawning over you and making you feel special just for being nominated.  Softens the blow for the losers too, don't cha think?  Very nice.  I also have to admit, even though I'm still pissed about the Springsteen snub...I liked the Best Song Presentation.  It was fun and interesting and it woke everyone up!  Plus, it was cool to see that A.R.Rahman was the vocalist on Jai Ho as well as the composer. Fun times.

I  have the feeling that the show worked much better live.  There were some very odd camera moves and the live television production part of it wasn't handled so well.  As if the shots were being called by theatre techies. Nothing against theatre techies, it's just a different medium. Didn't anyone in charge have a monitor?  I also don't think you could really appreciate the set and the overall look of the thing on television.  So, it's interesting, because it is, after all, a live show...that's being televised.  Probably best to please the live audience, in my opinion.  

 All in all...I preferred it to the over-the-topness we usually get. Nobody got their mic cut or shooed off the stage for talking too long, and it still took the same amount of time.  And there were some real fantastic moments given to us by the winners.  "Domo Arigato, Mr. Roboto."  I mean you had to be there.  Sean Penn. Kate Winslet's dad. Heath Ledger's family.  And this heartfelt speech from a guy who spent his childhood as a Gay Mormon.  


If they had only cut that Beyonce number, it would have been just about right.  


Oscar winners
















I only missed two...two!  Damn.  Why did I keep Mickey Rourke when I knew it was gonna be Sean Penn?  I never would have guessed Departures though.  I was also wrong about a big surprise happening.  No surprises. Unless  Departures over Waltz With Bashir counts for that.

Now it's on to 2010.

The Winners

Best Picture: “Slumdog Millionaire”
Best Director: Danny Boyle, “Slumdog Millionaire”
Best Actor: Sean Penn, “Milk”
Best Actress: Kate Winslet, “The Reader”
Best Supporting Actor: Heath Ledger, “The Dark Knight”
Best Supporting Actress: Penelope Cruz, “Vicky Cristina Barcelona”
Best Adapted Screenplay: “Slumdog Millionaire”
Best Original Screenplay: “Milk”
Best Art Direction: “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button”
Best Cinematography: “Slumdog Millionaire”
Best Costume Design: “The Duchess”
Best Film Editing: “Slumdog Millionaire”
Best Makeup: “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button”
Best Music (Original Score): “Slumdog Millionaire”
Best Music (Original Song): “Jai Ho” from “Slumdog Millionaire”
Best Sound Editing: “The Dark Knight”
Best Sound Mixing: “Slumdog Millionaire”
Best Visual Effects: “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button”
Best Animated Feature Film: “WALL-E”
Best Foreign Language Film: “Departures”
Best Documentary Feature: “Man on Wire”
Best Documentary Short: “Smile Pinki”
Best Short Film (Animated): “La Maison en Petits Cubes”
Best Short Film (Live Action): “Toyland”


Sunday, February 22, 2009

Independent Spirit Effect































Mickey Rourke won on Saturday...meaning, he should lose on Sunday.  Independent Spirit Awards Saturday, Oscars Sunday. 

The only thing that will save the Oscar now, is the Academy's homophobia.  How many of those old fogie members...Mickey Rooney for example...actually made it past the James Franco kissing scenes?  We've come a long way baby, but not so far that there weren't some men squirming in their seats over that.  Whether they were turned off or turned on...they turned away.

Also, Milk seems so long ago already, whereas The Wrestler seems to just be taking off.  Penn hasn't helped himself much either...seeming to back away from campaigning too hard....for whatever reason.

But, ya'll, this is so impossible to call!  Even though my intuition still says Penn, I just can't help thinking, when you combine the homophobes with the people who want to see Rourke at that podium, it really becomes a date with destiny, doesn't it? 

 It sure will make for some drama. 

One thing though... If he wins, Mickey needs to be a bigger man and stop intentionally leaving out his young co-star Evan Rachel Wood when he gives his speech.  We get it, you're pissed off.  And let's face it Mickey...you are too old for her.  For someone who did an awful lot of stupid things when he was a young man...he is being awfully hard on a young woman that he has praised and called a great friend.  And maybe Mickey should remember who was standing by him way back at Venice when he was still a has been and this whole town didn't want to be his friend.  Everybody loves a winner, Mickey.   

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Oh Geez...Oscar 1989

I tried to resist doing this...but, I...just...couldn't.  Yes...it's the Snow White clip.

I was watching the Oscars, as usual, on this particular occasion.  Now, you have to remember...this is only the last six minutes of this, the opening musical number of the 1989 Academy Awards broadcast.  There was another five minutes before this clip...it is entirely too painful to watch the whole thing.
  
My friend, Eric the good, and I had just settled in with our beer and popcorn, shivering with anticipation as the houselights dimmed and we heard the first strains of the opening music.  We were both actors...theatre whores and movie star wannabes...each with our own Oscar dreams. We hushed, and sat breathless as if waiting for the rapture.



Needless to say when this thing was over....we both sat, gaping like fish, paralyzed with fear that we had experienced the first communal acid flashback.  I think one of us finally began stuttering, and managed to ask the other if they were okay.  
What were they thinking?  I mean, what the fuck were they thinking?  Lily Tomlin, God bless her, almost managed to save it.  Almost.

I am afraid of what we might see unfold tomorrow night.  It is either going to be very, very good...or it's going to be very, very, what were they thinking.  
 
But, here's some food for thought...first of all..Hugh Jackman will not suck.  He is a certified Musical theatre star.  I also suspect that the Anne Hathaway singing with him rumor may be true because...she declined to sing at the Independent Spirit Awards, and I'm thinking it's because she's coming out at the Oscars instead!  Guess what?  Anne can sing too.  So that's good news.  Because after declining to give Peter Gabriel more then 65 seconds to sing his Oscar nominated song, they better not go and fill up the time with a bunch of lame ass musical shite, you know?  And yes, that was Merv Griffin.

Final Oscar Predictions























It's a funny thing...I know Slumdog Millionaire is going to win between 6 and 9 Oscars.  And I feel like I've pretty much seen the same people walking up to the podium at every awards show I've watched. Very slight variance. But, for some odd reason, I feel very unsettled about making predictions. I just have no "gut feel" this year.

I usually do quite well. Especially when I've seen all the films. I've won prizes and had my name in the Chicago Sun Times for outguessing Ebert for God's sake! I picked Crash, Alan Arkin and Adrian Brody for crying out loud!  

On one hand...it all feels so predictable...Penn, Winslet, Cruz, Ledger, Slumdog, Slumdog, Slumdog.  But, on the other hand...it feels like it could all go to hell in a handcart.  Well, except for the Slumdog, Slumdog, Slumdog...that, my friends is happening.

But, it's getting late on Saturday afternoon and the Independent Spirit awards are just starting and I have to take a shower eventually....so....here's my best shot.  *updated at 12:00 pm pst...freaked out, and changed a few

BEST PICTURE
Slumdog Millionaire

BEST DIRECTOR
Danny Boyle

BEST ACTOR
Mickey Rourke
alt. Sean Penn

BEST ACTRESS
Kate Winslet
spoiler Melissa Leo

BEST SUPPORTING ACTOR
Heath Ledger
spoiler Robert Downey Jr.

BEST SUPPORTING ACTRESS
Penelope Cruz
spoiler Amy Adams

Film Editing
Slumdog Millionaire

Cinematography
Slumdog Millionaire

Art Direction
The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button

Original Screenplay
Dustin Lance Black - Milk

Adapted Screenplay
Simon Beaufoy - Slumdog Millionaire

Costume Design
The Duchess

Score
Slumdog Millionaire

Song
Jai Ho - Slumdog Millionaire

Sound Mixing
Slumdog Millionaire

Sound Editing
The Dark Knight
alt. Wanted

Animated Film
Wall E

Make Up
The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button

Visual Effects
The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button

Documentary
Man On Wire
alt. Trouble the Water

 Documentary Short
 Smile Pinki

Foreign Film
Waltz with Bashir
alt. The Class

Live Action Short
Spielzeugland (Toyland)

Animated Short
La Maison En Petits Cubes
alt. Presto!

You know...I could still change my mind.  I am really starting to feel Melissa Leo...or Amy Adams...I dunno, I still feel some weird upset is in the mix.


Friday, February 20, 2009

Funny People trailer

I'm not a huge Judd Apatow fan...as in "He's a God and can do no wrong".  On the other hand...he is married to Leslie Mann and I pretty much worship her.  So, I guess he can't be as much of a sexist as, perhaps, he might appear. He gets the benefit of the doubt, based on his choice of women.  Leslie Mann...is a Goddess.  And, you already know how I feel about Seth Rogen. A nice Jewish boy who's not afraid to call a spade a spade, or Jared Leto a douche. Now, that's a funny story. 

Anyhoo...the trailer for Judd Apatow's Funny People starring adam sandler, SETH ROGEN, jonah hill, and LESLIE MANN. Oh, also Eric Bana, and Jason Schwartzman. Opening July 2009

Oscar Sunday

The Oscars finally arrive on Sunday.   The show has been revamped and how it will unfold, is shrouded in secrecy.  Of course, a few rumors have slipped out, and all I can say is...if I have to watch those fucking little High School Musical twits walking the Oscar red carpet, and singing and dancing on stage at the Academy Awards...I swear to God I may shoot my television.

I'll be back later with my final predictions for Oscar...and more.   

If you are offended by strong language...please, don't watch this....


Thursday, February 19, 2009

You ever have one of those days?

















Trying to get my head on straight. I'm sick with a stomach flu.

Hope to be back soon.


Monday, February 16, 2009

Gotta Love Alec

Just in case you missed this...

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Daniel Craig as Moses?



I finally watched Defiance last night. Honestly, it was better then I expected.  The actors were great, for the most part, and I think Zwick did a good job with it. And when Daniel Craig is your weakest link...that's a good thing, right?

Well, to be fair, the script was the weakest link.  And, ultimately, what sinks the film.  Daniel Craig plays Tuvia Bielski. The self-appointed leader of a group of Jews hiding out in the forests of Belarus during World War II.  Tuvia was the oldest of three brothers. Tuvia, Zus and Assael.  After escaping into the woods...the brothers help others leave the certain death of the ghettos and escape the Nazi's themselves.  But, the script couldn't decide what kind of leader Tuvia was or should be, and consequently...neither could he, or we. He made a lot of pronouncements, and then had no follow through. He flip-flopped a lot. It became laughable to me that everyone in the forest keep saying things aluding to him, Tuvia, being Moses-esque, or messiah-like...and all I could see was the weakest of the three brothers.

A lot of Spoilers, and run on sentences, here...


I watched Tuvia's younger brother, Zus, break into the police station to steal medicine for the sick, while Tuvia waited in the car. He was under the weather, you know. And then watched Tuvia lay around in his bunker and cough a lot and then a woman nursed him back to health, and then she got attacked by a German Shepard in the middle of the woods. Then when the German's found them, Tuvia left his little brother to fight them, because I guess he had to be Moses and lead the people away, and then when they came to the water...he just froze and got all indecisive, again, and his little brother who had survived the fire battle with the German's caught up to him sitting at the edge of the river with all the people and his little bro, Assael says "What the hell are you doing sitting here waiting...we have to cross the river". And then Assael is the one who figures out how....but Tuvia still gets credit for it. And THEN there is another fight once they cross the river and Mark Feuerstein has to save Tuvia by sacrificing his life while Tuvia sits behind a tree...and THEN Zus shows up and saves the day by attacking a tank, only to have the Rabbi tell Tuvia that he was sent by God to save them.. Huh?

Anyway, my husband really liked it. And there were some truly powerful moments. I just wish it had been more focused.  


















What's great about the film, besides the true story, is Liev Schrieber as Zus, Jamie Bell as Assael and I really liked newcomer Mia Wasikowska qs Chaya. Mia is the new Alice in Tim Burton's Alice In Wonderland, so high hopes!  Jamie and Liev just are great. Consistently. Someone get them some better movies!


One thing for sure...I don't think you could have paid me enough money to be in this film. It looked extremely cold and wet, and dirty and cold and the trailers must have been too far away to walk to. What kind of craft service could you have in the middle of those woods? I know that the story was about real people who actually had to live in the middle of a forest in Belarus to survive. It is a true story of amazing strength and courage...a handful of Jews defying the Nazis. A handful that grew to number 1200, living in the woods for three years. Incredible. As an actor, to live in the same woods, and experience a portion of what they went through. Ugh...I can barely stand all this cold rain in L.A. No, I'm just not that dedicated for any amount of money.  My hat is off to them all.  

C+

Thursday, February 12, 2009

My Survivor confession
















I love Jeff Probst.  And, as much as I always end up hating every contestant on the show...I just can't seem to look away!   I've been watching Survivor since the very beginning...when Richard Hatch frolicked naked in the surf, and if that didn't make me look away, what will?

Tonight Season 18!  Just in the nick of time, because Top Chef is almost dunzo.  

I know...I'm disgusting.  

Back to the movies tomorrow.


Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Curious Indeed


I wish the name of the film were just, Benjamin Button. Then, I could call this post, The curious case of Benjamin Button. But, as it is...I'm left with, The curious case of the Curious Case Of Benjamin Button. Hmph!

Last night, I snuggled into my favorite chair. I had a fire in the fireplace on a chilly, rainy Los Angeles evening. I resigned myself to the almost three hour running time of the film.  Ready and willing for whatever was to come. What I discovered is The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button, is yet another beautifully flawed movie. One that just couldn't seem to hold itself together long enough to achieve greatness...but oh, it tried hard and came, oh so close.

It was impossible not to be reminded of Forrest Gump. The screenplay was written by Robin Swicord and Eric Roth. Roth also penned Gump, and I couldn't help but wish I could've read Swicord's version before Roth was brought to the project by virtue of his great expertise. My experience in Hollywood has been that, in many cases, the heavy hitters they bring in to revise pages during production, have a tendency to screw things up more then they help. In the case of Benjamin Button...every time someone said "You never know what's coming for you," it sounded so Gumpy that it had the adverse effect of taking me right out of the moment.  All I could see was that damn box of chocolates. 























When Benjamin gets his first job, ahem... on a boat, he develops the same blind loyalty to "Captain Mike", as Forrest did to "Lt.Dan".  It's too bad that Captain Mike is a far less interesting and less lovable creation then my beloved, Lt.Dan.  Not the actor's fault, he was good. He seemed to be doing his job. But, somehow, he was just too generic.  I couldn't pick him out in a line up to save my life, and I'm quite sure I won't be quoting him in ten years. 
 I've also been "sharking" with Hooper, Quint and Sheriff Brody, so, don't be giving me any boring ass boat sequence.  The boat in Button, is a tugboat.  And it failed me. In fact, the whole boating adventure just left me hoping it would sink.  When it finally did, I was far less sympathetic then I should have been.

I don't particularly love Forrest Gump.  And Button has far fewer occasions for eye-rolling.  Where watching Gump is an exercise in wondering when the kitchen sink will appear, Button was far more patient, and purposeful.  It's just that, I would rather not have had the same writer going over some of the same ground.  There are so many things about Button that are new...and amazing...it's a shame to have that taint, you know?

This is not Fitzgerald's story either.  The original Benjamin Button had the mind of a man, at birth and the mind of an infant, at death.  It is a simple and fascinating fable.  His mind running backwards as well as his body.  In the film...his mind is properly oriented...but, his body is aging in reverse.  It brings up an entirely different set of questions.  



The photography is beautiful.  The special effects are pretty cool.  Brad Pitt is fine. Taraji P. Henson is cute.  Cate Blanchett is lovely, as always, and could have had another Supporting Oscar nomination under her belt if she had been campaigned in Supporting.  Why wasn't she?  I liked all the old folks, and the old folks home, and the stories that came out of the old folks home, and New Orleans....was a star.  

I hated the boat, and I hated the plot device that turns the story in the third act. I hated that there was a music montage. I wasn't fond of the Katrina era scenes in the hospital between Cate Blanchett and Julia Ormond.  Although excited at first to see Ormond, I soon found myself wishing she'd go away again.  Why did they choose to tell the story this way?  (She's reading his diary.)  Was it a way to justify the voice-over?  Is that the best you could do?



What I loved...was Tilda Swinton.  She is perfect.  Her scenes with Pitt are perfect, and interesting, and melancholy, and passionate, sublime and I wanted to be her so badly!  What's really curious is, that she isn't the one with the Oscar nomination.  It is one of the best pieces of acting I've seen all year.   

I cried....more then once.  It made me think. It made me think about love, about loving people, and how we love, and how we are destined to lose those we love, and how we have to be brave enough to love them anyway.  

The movie is certainly worth a look. There is a lot of gold here.  Give yourself over, and don't spend too much time doing the math.  That's my advice.




You're mother was a hamster...


















and your father smelled of elderberries!


Sunday, February 8, 2009

Kate and Mickey win BAFTA


















Here is the list of 2009 Britsh Academy of Film and Television Award winners
This is a leg up for Rourke and Winslet to be sure.

BAFTA Winners

BEST PICTURE: Slumdog Millionaire
BEST DIRECTOR: Danny Boyle, Slumdog Millionaire
BEST ACTRESS: Kate Winslet, The Reader
BEST ACTOR: Micky Rourke, The Wrestler
SUPPORTING ACTOR: Heath Ledger, The Dark Knight
SUPPORTING ACTRESS: Penelope Cruz, Vicky Cristina Barcelona
BRITISH FILM: Man on Wire
ANIMATED FILM: WALL•E
CARL FOREMAN AWARD: Steve McQueen, Hunger
FILM NOT IN THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE: I’ve Loved You So Long
ORIGINAL SCREENPLAY: Martin McDonagh, In Bruges
ADAPTED SCREENPLAY: Simon Beaufoy, Slumdog Millionaire
CINEMATOGRAPHY: Anthony Dod Mantle, Slumdog Millionaire
VISUAL EFFECTS: The Curious Case of Benjamin Button
MAKEUP and HAIR: The Curious Case of Benjamin Button
PRODUCTION DESIGN: The Curious Case of Benjamin Button
SCORE: AR Rahman, Slumdog Millionaire
SOUND: Slumdog Millionaire
EDITING: Slumdog Millionaire
COSTUMES: The Duchess
RISING STAR: Noel Clarke
SHORT ANIMATION: Wallace & Gromit: A Matter of Loaf and Death
ACADEMY FELLOWSHIP: Terry Gilliam

Great to see In Bruges on this list for Best Original Screenplay!

Not Mall Cop 2

I hate to put this red band trailer post on top of James Whitmore and under the pending BAFTA  announcements...'cause it's nasty!  But....it looks funny as hell...or am I just an incurable Seth Rogen fan?  Dunno....

Take a look at the "nasty" trailer for Observe And Report...coming soon!

Saturday, February 7, 2009

James Whitmore 1921-2009


I first became aware of James Whitmore as a small child watching Sunrise Theatre, Sunday mornings on my hometown TV station. My siblings and I would get up at the crack of dawn...sneak downstairs, and watch "horror" movies on our little black and white television set. The Wasp Woman, The Black Scorpion, Mars Attacks, and one of our favorites...Them. Them was the giant ant movie which starred James Whitmore. Although at the age of seven, I just thought he was Spencer tracy...or maybe that Tracy was him?

James Whitmore was one of the greatest character actors in the history of American film and television. Thankfully, Them was not the pinnacle of his career, and he went on to create innumerous  memorable characters in television, movies, and in live theatre. A Yale graduate, triple threat kind of actor who could, literally, do it all.

He sang and danced in Oklahoma and Kiss Me Kate...he played Joe Keller in a TV production of All My Sons that knocked me out. I watched him on so many old television shows I couldn't even count them, and he broke my heart as Brooks in The Shawshank Redemption.

He was also a marine who fought on the front lines in World War II. For real...can you even imagine?

And then, even at the age of 87, and sick with cancer...there was this....



Mr. Whitmore died today, at the age of 87.



Friday, February 6, 2009

What Hilary Duff Should See When She Wakes Up






















February's Movie Mom Of The Month is coming...I promise it is not Joan Crawford. Although, it would be an interesting case to make, wouldn't it?



Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Breaking Upwards Rap

Oh shit...I love these people! Do it yourself trailer for ultra-low budget independent film "Breaking Upwards".
Not only is this funny...but, you gotta love the guerilla style trailer making and the ball-sy-ness of these young filmmakers. We will be hearing from them in the future! From this old lady right here...respect!

31 Days Of Oscar

It's time for TCM channel's 31 days of Oscar nominated films. Sigh. I love movies! I am now going to spend as many February evenings as possible watching Turner Classic Movies, drinking coca-cola, and eating popcorn and raisinettes! Life is good.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Jessica Simpson doesn't get to cry now.


Jessica Simpson is very hurt and upset that people are talking about her weight. Some picture of her looking a little chubbers was posted on the internet, and now, all hell has broke loose! Even President Obama was asked to comment. Oy!
Talking heads and experts alike, have taken to the air waves to explain how detrimental picking on Jessica Simpson's weight is to impressionable young girls.  How could we focus on Simpson's body?  It's shameful, and bad for women everywhere.


Um...it wasn't long ago when it was Simpson that wanted us to focus on her body.  Remember that?   When Miss Simpson decided to put herself out there as some perfect woman...she opened herself up for this, in my book.  Simpson loved it when all the attention was on her great figure. But, just because she could afford personal trainers, expensive hair stylists, designer clothes, tanning beds, capped teeth, weekly facials etc....didn't mean a thing.  She wanted us to buy that she was some kind of ideal that we commoners just couldn't become or acquire.  

Well, guess what? Barbie can get fat too.


I mean...what did Jessica think THIS was gonna do to young girls' self esteem?



So...I say...based on this video alone...fuck her.   No offense...but, you better just own it Simpson....one day you'll be old, too.  Deal with it, and stop whining.

Monday, February 2, 2009

Mercury in Retrograde




















It seems I'm not the only one who hasn't been posting lately.  Writer's block, apathy, the blues...Everywhere I go, stagnation.  But...here is a fun little game that has come out of those horse latitudes to keep things from coming to a complete halt!  I found this on several blogs...Valley Dreamin', Low Resolution...and others....so, I'm gonna use it too.

This is audience participation....so, yikes...you have to guess the song and the artist!   Here's how you play.

Step 1: I put my I Pod on shuffle.
Step 2: Then I post the first line from the 1st 15 songs that come up....no matter how embarrassing.
Step 3: You guess what song and artist, and I strike it from the list once someone guesses both correctly.
Step 4: For those who are guessing, looking up the lyrics is CHEATING. It's no fun to look!
Step 5: Put guesses in the comments section.

So...I shuffled the playlist...and came up with the following 15 songs of my music no one has heard in years!  No, really it's so easy....
And btw...I hear that Mercury is going forward as of today....so, things should be back to normal soon.

1. We come from the land of the ice and snow, from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow  Immigrant Sog - Led Zeppelin - Rook's right

2. We were born before the wind
Into the Mystic - Van Morrison - no guess

3. Now that I've lost everything to you, you say you wanna start something new
Wild World -Cat Stevens -  Sandy is right

4. Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey
Vincent - Don Mcclean - Sandy!

5. Shadows grow so long before my eyes and they're moving across the page
Baby I Love Your Way - Peter Frampton - filmhag

6.  So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain. - 
     Wish You Were Here - Pink Floyd...J.T. is right

7. And if I say to you tomorrow, take my hand child come with me.
What Is And What Should Never Be - Led Zeppelin- Rook!

8. Heart breaker, soul shaker Ive been told about you
Hair Of The Dog - Nazareth - no guess

9. I'm gonna take a freight train, down at the station
Can't You See - Marshall Tucker - Sandy Dunes

10. May the good lord be with you down every road you roam
Forever Young - Bob Dylan! (But I have the Stewart also) - MattJ

11. Baby, baby, I've been so sad since you've been gone.
Star, Star - The Rolling Stones - no guess

12. Tonight I'm gonna break away just you wait and see
Crazy Love - Poco - filmhag

13. You make me weep and wanna die
Loving, Touching, Squeezing - Journey - no guess

14. A man walks down the street he says why am I soft in the middle now
You Can Call Me Al - Paul Simon - Roger yay!

15. If we still have time, we might still get by
Crazy On You - Heart - Sandy's all over it

Worth more dead then alive?













Clarence...if you're there...I'd really like to talk to you.

Thanks.