<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656</id><updated>2011-12-23T13:04:33.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the screen zone</title><subtitle type='html'>Oscar predictions, movie reviews, film discussion, with a side of dish and my own personal neurosis</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>202</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-357525989642672133</id><published>2011-12-22T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T12:47:19.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can now donate to my non-profit theatre company 3Monkeys...how cool is that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- JustGive Donation Widget --&gt;&lt;iframe marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" border="0" style="border:0;margin:0;width:210px;height:284px;" src="https://www.justgive.org/basket?acton=getwidget&amp;amp;ein=27-3546793" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-357525989642672133?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/357525989642672133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=357525989642672133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/357525989642672133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/357525989642672133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-can-now-donate-to-my-non-profit.html' title='You can now donate to my non-profit theatre company 3Monkeys...how cool is that?'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-4172558856851909498</id><published>2009-08-06T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T14:02:56.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>John Hughes dead at 59...59!</title><content type='html'>Oy vey...John Hughes died suddenly of a heart attack while he was out for a walk!  Tree branches falling on joggers, shootings at a fitness club.   I'm beginning to think exercise is dangerous to your health!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hughes gave us an era of great films...including this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://firstfriday.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/breakfast-club-400a010907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://firstfriday.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/breakfast-club-400a010907.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salut, Mr.Hughes...and thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-4172558856851909498?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/4172558856851909498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=4172558856851909498' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4172558856851909498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4172558856851909498'/><link rel='alternate' 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href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/07/who-is-this-person.html' title='Who is this person?'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-8754122470460377318</id><published>2009-06-29T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T16:12:03.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombieland</title><content type='html'>This looks like the right way to do a raucous popcorn throwing evening at the movies horror flick!  Intrigued I am...how 'bout you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M-cIjPOJdFM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M-cIjPOJdFM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zombieland....not until October 9th...box office prediction...HUGE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-8754122470460377318?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/8754122470460377318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=8754122470460377318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8754122470460377318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8754122470460377318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/06/zombieland.html' title='Zombieland'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-7575482640173961755</id><published>2009-06-25T16:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T16:27:21.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lest we forget...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bordersmedia.com/motown/galleries/ss_images/MichaelJacksonMillen_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 394px;" src="http://www.bordersmedia.com/motown/galleries/ss_images/MichaelJacksonMillen_sm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michael Jackson - 1958 - 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-7575482640173961755?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/7575482640173961755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=7575482640173961755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/7575482640173961755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/7575482640173961755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/06/lest-we-forget.html' title='Lest we forget...'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-3357242169054163210</id><published>2009-06-16T21:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:15:25.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Forget to Embrace Your Grace!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.craveonline.com/article_imgs/Image/Holly-Hunter-Saving-Grace-Laura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 410px;" src="http://images.craveonline.com/article_imgs/Image/Holly-Hunter-Saving-Grace-Laura.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saving Grace&lt;/span&gt; Season premiere Tonight at 10/9c!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-3357242169054163210?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/3357242169054163210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=3357242169054163210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/3357242169054163210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/3357242169054163210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/06/dont-forget-to-embrace-your-grace.html' title='Don&apos;t Forget to Embrace Your Grace!'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-1179178951024850665</id><published>2009-06-16T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T00:51:18.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sneakerboxx.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/nba_g_lakers1_580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 580px; height: 326px;" src="http://sneakerboxx.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/nba_g_lakers1_580.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Really? Did you think I wouldn't go there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-1179178951024850665?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/1179178951024850665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=1179178951024850665' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/1179178951024850665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/1179178951024850665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/06/ahem.html' title='Ahem...'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-3039506856600296240</id><published>2009-06-11T10:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T11:08:29.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody write them a movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SjFF52Zs20I/AAAAAAAAAIo/jEe1ivevd0I/s1600-h/017578848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SjFF52Zs20I/AAAAAAAAAIo/jEe1ivevd0I/s200/017578848.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346131092823661378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes...I know these two people are in the new Woody Allen movie &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever Works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  But, it's not going to be enough for me.  Here are two actresses I want to see work together again.  There's something very &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thelma And Louise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about these two.  Both great actresses, both beautiful, both capable of the unexpected choice, both funny.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not a great writer, but I'll give it a go if no one else will!  Or maybe someone out there will just hook them up with their own film?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the meantime, check out Allen's very funny new "cartoon comedy" as he called it. I think that's code for classic Woody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever Works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; starring Evan Rachel Wood and Patricia Clarkson...oh yeah, and some other guys too...opens June 19th!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-3039506856600296240?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/3039506856600296240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=3039506856600296240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/3039506856600296240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/3039506856600296240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/06/somebody-write-them-movie.html' title='Somebody write them a movie'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SjFF52Zs20I/AAAAAAAAAIo/jEe1ivevd0I/s72-c/017578848.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-8857835720797511430</id><published>2009-06-08T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T12:15:57.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This will be everywhere today!</title><content type='html'>Because it's brill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oYjSwbte3G4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oYjSwbte3G4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tony Awards last night reminded me why I love the theatre so much. And why I want back in!  Sob!  I'm working on a plan even as we speak.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Yay for the Billys! So cute these kids!  But, if you saw the play you know, these "kids" worked their butts off. That's why there are 3 Billys.  Because this show would kill a boy if he had to perform 8 shows a week!  Anyway...well deserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cbc.ca/gfx/images/arts/photos/2009/06/08/billy-elliot-cp-w6834736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 584px; height: 328px;" src="http://www.cbc.ca/gfx/images/arts/photos/2009/06/08/billy-elliot-cp-w6834736.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Yay for Stephen Daldry!  An Oscar nom and a Tony award for Best Director.....told you back in October.  Couldn't happen to a nicer person. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Billy Elliot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; also won the Tony for Best Play Musical.  And Neil Patrick Harris ruled the night.  Hugh Jackman is out!  Repeat after me...must keep NPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-8857835720797511430?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/8857835720797511430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=8857835720797511430' title='200 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8857835720797511430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8857835720797511430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-will-be-everywhere-today.html' title='This will be everywhere today!'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>200</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-613288832780550374</id><published>2009-06-05T17:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T17:04:00.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hangover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ramasscreen.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/the_hangover_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 605px; height: 403px;" src="http://www.ramasscreen.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/the_hangover_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fucking hilarious.  Go see it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;. I don't want to give a thing away...we can talk about it later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-613288832780550374?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/613288832780550374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=613288832780550374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/613288832780550374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/613288832780550374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/06/hangover.html' title='The Hangover'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-6556981971427339826</id><published>2009-05-29T14:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:52:22.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think he can</title><content type='html'>I try not to get involved in things such as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So You Think You Can Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...but, I happened upon this 17 year old kid auditioning for the show, and, I mean really, what's not to like?  What's not to pull for?  I hope this kid does great things and gets a chance to try out his dreams.  I have no doubt he's already put up with a lot of shit from his peers.  All I can say is...like Billy...Go Nathan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IcYGUwaaVyI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IcYGUwaaVyI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-6556981971427339826?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/6556981971427339826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=6556981971427339826' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/6556981971427339826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/6556981971427339826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-he-can.html' title='I think he can'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-9133041083919770751</id><published>2009-05-27T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:34:36.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What did they miss?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9QUT0tweX1M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9QUT0tweX1M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this over at Cinematical this morning...and you know...it's a very decent accounting of top movie lines, even though I wish they had given themselves more time so that the full lines could have been spoken!  Some of them are cut, and some fly by so fast I'm not even sure what they were.  But, for the most part...they done good.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I have to wonder, just how &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;classic&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; some of these lines really are.  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Welcome to Jurassic Park&lt;/span&gt;? Over say...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They call me Mr. Tibbs&lt;/span&gt;?  Um...no!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'm here to ask...what else did they miss?  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Well, t&lt;/span&gt;hat one is just inexcusable. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And there are probably 5 others from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Princess Bride&lt;/span&gt; more worthy then anything from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Junior&lt;/span&gt;....or was that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kindergarden Cop&lt;/span&gt;? No matter...you get my drift&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'm asking...what are your favorite movie quotes?  What do you think they missed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-9133041083919770751?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/9133041083919770751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=9133041083919770751' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/9133041083919770751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/9133041083919770751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-did-they-miss.html' title='What did they miss?'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-375092194235173968</id><published>2009-05-26T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T22:07:40.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my! Precious</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rx-3jYJkUWQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rx-3jYJkUWQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now regretting not choosing Gaboury Sadibe in my Actress Pyschic picks this year.  If Keisha and Catalina can get noms...it sure as hell looks like this woman should be a shoo in. I said should be...but never underestimate the stupidity of the academy when it comes to outward female beauty.  The prom queen element is always looming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, hey, check out Monique! Damn!  And Mariah...Mariah, we will forgive you for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Glitter &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is an "I can't wait" film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's at Cannes now...but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Precious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; doesn't open until November. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep it in your sites, ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-375092194235173968?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/375092194235173968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=375092194235173968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/375092194235173968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/375092194235173968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-my-precious.html' title='Oh my! Precious'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-6756137693550129719</id><published>2009-05-26T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T11:30:28.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've abandoned my blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.suntimes.com/scanners/twbb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 432px; height: 480px;" src="http://blogs.suntimes.com/scanners/twbb1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;My blog!  I have abandoned my blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you ever feel like maybe you've abandoned your life?  Like, I think I'll just step away from this shizz for awhile?  It's kind of like running on automatic pilot.  So, I'm not actually floating in the corner of the room watching myself, because, that would be weird, right...but, I do feel like part of me has taken a vacation and I don't have any contact information.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting things done has been torture.  Cheney would approve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, get things done I must if I don't want to be pushing a shopping cart through downtown L.A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the near future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be back....stayed tuned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-6756137693550129719?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/6756137693550129719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=6756137693550129719' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/6756137693550129719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/6756137693550129719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-abandoned-my-blog.html' title='I&apos;ve abandoned my blog!'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-8123777244169682875</id><published>2009-05-20T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:27:40.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not dead...yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc132/Dicks_Bitch07/funny%20sayings/funny-shit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 431px;" src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc132/Dicks_Bitch07/funny%20sayings/funny-shit.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I have been out of town for a week...and it involved a lot of beer and cigarettes and loud juke box music and dear old friends.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It also involved, no sleep and some painful shit...that we won't talk about...yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I had no idea how bad economy seats had gotten.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must win lottery, must win lottery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-8123777244169682875?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/8123777244169682875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=8123777244169682875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8123777244169682875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8123777244169682875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-not-deadyet.html' title='I&apos;m not dead...yet'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc132/Dicks_Bitch07/funny%20sayings/th_funny-shit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-13645957255487697</id><published>2009-05-10T19:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:16:05.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/ITy4iDJ8gC7axmMg86opBg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/ITy4iDJ8gC7axmMg86opBg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true"  width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know...I'm boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-13645957255487697?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/13645957255487697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=13645957255487697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/13645957255487697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/13645957255487697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-224773003638263338</id><published>2009-05-08T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T10:59:04.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever Works</title><content type='html'>What do ya'll think?  I'm thinking, I cain't wait to see this. It looks very funny, and sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="284"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/10814"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/10814" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="360" height="284"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Sony Classics has gotten a clue and promotes this film well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever Works opens June 19th&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-224773003638263338?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/224773003638263338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=224773003638263338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/224773003638263338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/224773003638263338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/05/whatever-works.html' title='Whatever Works'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-640767098762979884</id><published>2009-05-08T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T11:02:40.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because</title><content type='html'>...I still think this is funnier then dick-in-a-box.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/drrxkjt0Rt8ihzwx-70Lew"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/drrxkjt0Rt8ihzwx-70Lew" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set yourself up as a good girl, smart, Harvard educated...then you can bust any move you want, and no one knows what the truth is.  Is she a rebel?  Is she a goody-two shoes? Is she a narcissistic beeotch? Has she got a stick up her ass?  Is she a professional hitman?  She kept her shit pretty private...so, we're all left wondering...who is Natalie Portman really?  &lt;br /&gt;She'll kill your fucking dog for fun...so, don't push her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-640767098762979884?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/640767098762979884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=640767098762979884' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/640767098762979884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/640767098762979884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-because.html' title='Just because'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-8793041104959119972</id><published>2009-05-08T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:48:01.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am in Hell...okay, maybe not.</title><content type='html'>While I'm waiting for the new &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever Works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; trailer to be available....or gettable...here is the counter program, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drag Me To Hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Sam Raimi doing what Sam Raimi ought to be doing.  No more Spiderman movies, please.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drag Me To Hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will premiere at the Cannes Film Festival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd say Alison Lohman is about to get a big boost to her career.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="230"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/9446"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/9446" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="360" height="230"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drag Me To Hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; opens May 29th&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-8793041104959119972?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/8793041104959119972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=8793041104959119972' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8793041104959119972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8793041104959119972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-in-hellokay-maybe-not.html' title='I am in Hell...okay, maybe not.'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-1626903540253548711</id><published>2009-05-05T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T16:11:11.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. to a sweet soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://moviesmedia.ign.com/movies/image/article/699/699014/domdeluise-02_1143629211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 377px;" src="http://moviesmedia.ign.com/movies/image/article/699/699014/domdeluise-02_1143629211.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dom DeLuise died Monday at the age of 75.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met him once.  I was having a pleasant conversation with him and his wife, when suddenly, it struck me...he was Jeremy from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Secret Of Nimh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..."A sparkly!" I shouted.  He thought I was a nut, but that was okay, because he respected nuts.&lt;br /&gt;He was also Itchy in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All Dogs Go To Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Another reason my kids will never forget Mr. DeLuise.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I know that he had a great many successes besides his magnificent voice over work...well, I love to think that each new generation of children will grow up with his wonderful voice and sense of humor in their ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If all dogs do go to Heaven, they're in good company today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne-Marie: Charlie, will I ever see you again?&lt;br /&gt;Charlie: Sure you will, kid. You know goodbyes aren't forever.&lt;br /&gt;Anne-Marie: Then goodbye, Charlie. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Charlie: Yep... I love you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-1626903540253548711?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/1626903540253548711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=1626903540253548711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/1626903540253548711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/1626903540253548711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/05/rip-to-sweet-soul.html' title='R.I.P. to a sweet soul'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-4240384241067405723</id><published>2009-05-04T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T09:18:04.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Julie And Julia</title><content type='html'>Yeah, yeah,  I know...I'm way behind here.  I am busy, busy, busy.  Like a little bee before cell phones.&lt;br /&gt;This is the trailer for the Julia Child/Meryl Streep movie.  Judging from this...I'm there.  Meryl looks absolutely charming here. While I'm not a big fan of Amy Adams, It looks as if the film is well-balanced between the two actresses.  And then there's Stanley Tucci!  I am a big Stanley Tucci fan ever since I first remember seeing him in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prelude To A Kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, enjoy this trailer while I get some work done, and get back to my Rosetta Stone French lessons, and wash my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="275"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/10596"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/10596" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="360" height="275"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-4240384241067405723?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/4240384241067405723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=4240384241067405723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4240384241067405723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4240384241067405723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/05/julie-and-julia.html' title='Julie And Julia'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-912743274922821469</id><published>2009-05-03T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T20:36:20.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The return of Seabiscuit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nytimes.com/images/blogs/therail/borel_winning.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 307px;" src="http://www.nytimes.com/images/blogs/therail/borel_winning.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to at least post a picture...you know I did!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mine That Bird&lt;/span&gt; won the Kentucky Derby in the second largest upset in history.  A gelding, who was sold at auction as a foal for 9500.00...which is the cost of a decent western pleasure horse.  A skinny little horse that stood in a trailer for 21 hours while his trainer drove him from New Mexico in his own pick-up truck. Arrived on Monday....won the Kentucky Derby on Saturday, a decisive victory, by 6 lengths and change.  His jockey, Calvin Borel, a character with his own story, yelling to the crowd, rejoicing, crying, invoking his deceased parents. The whole thing was the best time that I've had at the Derby since I was actually &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt; the derby in 1976.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't Seabiscuit run during the last depression?  Wouldn't it be wonderful to see this improbable little horse win the Triple Crown?  I know, it was probably one magical day that won't come again.  You think those other jockeys aren't going to be watching for Calvin Borel to come up the rail again? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, the idea sure gives me something to smile about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't see it...watch here. The race is only half of it...the must see is the jockey being interviewed immediately after the race.  His joy and the horses' calm, matter of fact manner were...well...winning.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OV2qrsdkRXI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OV2qrsdkRXI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-912743274922821469?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/912743274922821469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=912743274922821469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/912743274922821469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/912743274922821469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/05/return-of-seabiscuit.html' title='The return of Seabiscuit'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-5518252522823175589</id><published>2009-05-02T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T13:00:51.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Run for the roses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gambling911.com/files/publisher/Pioneer-of-the-Nile-043009L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://www.gambling911.com/files/publisher/Pioneer-of-the-Nile-043009L.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a real nut job when it comes to the Kentucky Derby.  Just FYI.  I'll be glued to the television for the next three hours.  I had &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pioneerof The Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the last two weeks, but, if he goes off the favorite...well, that's not good is it?  I'm still gonna bet him.  Also, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friesan Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...loves the off-track...mud as it were.  Isn't that track a bit sloppy today? My, long shot feelings are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chocolate Candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Papa Clem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My daughter usually picks the winner. She has an outstanding record for being right. But, I can't get her on the phone, so, I'll bet all four and hope for the best!  Post time is at 5pm central time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be back soon with Friday Night netflix...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Synecdoche, New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and movie mom for April!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-5518252522823175589?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/5518252522823175589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=5518252522823175589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/5518252522823175589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/5518252522823175589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/05/run-for-roses.html' title='Run for the roses'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-8465802908670597133</id><published>2009-04-30T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T10:50:51.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Inc...and the death of the family farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.vox.com/6a00cd972744dd4cd500fad69a8e8b0005-500pi"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 354px;" src="http://a3.vox.com/6a00cd972744dd4cd500fad69a8e8b0005-500pi" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A the end of this post, is a clip from a new documentary.  I saw this on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cinematical&lt;/span&gt; today, and had to share it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Food Inc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a documentary about where our food comes from...and what it means to the health of future generations, not to mention the earth itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was 18, I moved to Missouri.  I'm not talking St. Louis either.  I lived in the midst of family farms and family farmers. It's a long story how and why I got there, but the point is, I was there.  Between 1976 and 1980, I saw the beginning stages of the corporate takeover. The family farmers going out of business, Monsanto Inc. and others moving in and buying it all up.  I didn't really understand what was going on, but when I was 21, I had a pretty intelligent boyfriend.  His father was a farmer, and his two brothers were farmers.  He, himself, had already seen the future and gone into another business. He tried to explain to me at the time what was going on. He believed it was a conspiracy.  Whether it was, or not, the consequences would be huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember once going home to visit my mother, and taking this boyfriend to the college town where I had grown up. He proceeded to get into an arguement with a couple of "college boys" who insisted that the family farmers were better off then most. They didn't think the government should help them keep their farms.  At least they had something to sell, right?  My boyfriend calmly told them that the death of the family farm meant you'd be spending three dollars for a loaf of bread, just as an example.  They thought it was bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all happened so quietly.  Really.  There were a couple of moans and groans...remember Farm Aid?  But, for the most part, the farmers went broke, the corporations moved in and bought up all the land, and now the farmers are sharecroppers.  I believe that 's the term I learned in elementary school.  Sharecropper?  They work the land, but they don't own it. Or if they own it, they don't control it? To tell you the truth, I have been out of the heartland and in the big, bad city for so many years, I have lost touch with any notion of where our food might come from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new film is a must see on my list.  Although, it may ruin my appetite, it's high time the truth be told.  The clip here is actually the opening sequence of the doc.  The credits.  Very clever, very intriguing.  Go and see it.  Swine flu?  Well, it's much more dramatic isn't it?  But, the real story may be the one no one talks about.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Food Inc. opens June 12th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QqQVll-MP3I&amp;amp;border=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QqQVll-MP3I&amp;amp;border=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-8465802908670597133?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/8465802908670597133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=8465802908670597133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8465802908670597133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8465802908670597133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/food-inc.html' title='Food Inc...and the death of the family farm'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-2501012135021690020</id><published>2009-04-29T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T10:32:21.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIke her or not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object id="flashObj" width="400" height="346" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,47,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/10032373001?isVid=1&amp;amp;publisherID=1612833736"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="videoId=21375241001&amp;amp;linkBaseURL=http://video.aol.com/aolvideo/AOL News/julia-roberts-speech/21375241001&amp;amp;playerID=10032373001&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="base" value="http://admin.brightcove.com"&gt;&lt;param name="seamlesstabbing" value="false"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="swLiveConnect" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/10032373001?isVid=1&amp;amp;publisherID=1612833736" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="videoId=21375241001&amp;amp;linkBaseURL=http://video.aol.com/aolvideo/AOL News/julia-roberts-speech/21375241001&amp;amp;playerID=10032373001&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="400" height="346" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" swliveconnect="true" allowscriptaccess="always" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julia Roberts at a tribute to Tom Hanks.  But, yet, it's always about her somehow?  I dunno.  I think I've had an issue with Julia ever since she called the music conductor a "stick man".  Am I too sensitive?  Is she the quintessential movie star for the ages?  Is her ass really that big?  Is that even a bad thing?  So many questions, so little time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-2501012135021690020?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/2501012135021690020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=2501012135021690020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/2501012135021690020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/2501012135021690020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/like-her-or-not.html' title='LIke her or not?'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-5404581383615668241</id><published>2009-04-27T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T10:54:21.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Netflix...Happy-Go-Lucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2008/05/29/happy_go_lucky_wideweb__470x313,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 470px; height: 313px;" src="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2008/05/29/happy_go_lucky_wideweb__470x313,0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enraha...enraha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is another great Mike Leigh film.  A simple story about the everyday life of Poppy...an extraordinarily optimistic person living in London present time.  She hangs out with her friends, she drinks, she talks, she laughs. She is a primary school teacher inspiring the imaginations of the kids and everyone around her.  You think that she may just be an annoyingly positive dim-bulb of a girl...only...see that kid in the schoolyard bullying that other child?  Yeah, I want to go over and smack the shit out of him too.  Poppy?  She sees the little boy who needs help.  The bully I mean.  Because, she looked for the good first, and the cause of his anger. Poppy was the first person to notice or care enough about this "bully" to get him some help.  Kind of like her driving instructor...Scott.  Scott is the antithesis of Poppy.  Scott presents her biggest challenge. I mean, he may be insane...or, then again, he may not be.  "Enraha...mirrors, signal, manuever!"   Poppy handles him with the same courage and compassion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was afraid that I would be irritated by Poppy.  I had read where people said the character grated on them.  Really? Were these the same people who were &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; irritated by Juno? I hope not.  Juno was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; irritating.  Poppy makes sense.  It's unfortunate that Poppy didn't give birth at the end of the film, as that would have surely guaranteed Sally Hawkins that Oscar nomination.  What else could it be?  Ellen Page...Juno...nominated.  Sally Hawkins...Poppy...not nominated. Must have been the birthing scene.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hawkins was brilliant.  Eddie Marsen as Scott is also brilliant.  The acting is top-knotch all around.  And Writer/Director Mike Leigh is just a genius.  Geen-e-us.   He makes the audience think and question themselves in such a subtle way.  At first you think Poppy isn't living in the real world and you judge her for that. Then you realize how much courage she has in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maintaining&lt;/span&gt; that happy-go-lucky attitude. By the end of the film you begin questioning whether you live in the real world.  And it happens so subtly, with no one getting killed, no one getting raped, no one getting blown up.  It's just a slice of life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, more courage, less fear, more joy, less anger...seems like a no-brainer, doesn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, if I can spend just one day a week being more like Poppy...well, it's a start.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm giving Happy-Go-Lucky a B+.  A little gem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-5404581383615668241?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/5404581383615668241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=5404581383615668241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/5404581383615668241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/5404581383615668241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday-night-netflixhappy-go-lucky.html' title='Friday Night Netflix...Happy-Go-Lucky'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-713159937356441483</id><published>2009-04-23T11:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T11:26:48.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, hello Mathilda!</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry.  I'm busy. Plus, it's overcast and threatening to rain. I'm going to go lay down. Pull the covers up over my head. Ignore the growing pile of paper work on my desk.  But, before I do, one parting shot...and it's been on my mind...HOW did I forget Mathilda?  I almost named my youngest daughter Mathilda after &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; Mathilda.  The best thing Natalie Portman has ever done.  Truthfully, she'll probably never top this.  One of the best female characters ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/050105/185829__professional_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/050105/185829__professional_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mathilda from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Professional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-713159937356441483?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/713159937356441483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=713159937356441483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/713159937356441483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/713159937356441483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-hello-matilda.html' title='Oh, hello Mathilda!'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-681208925852280703</id><published>2009-04-22T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T11:52:08.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please smoke pot</title><content type='html'>...instead of drinking alcohol.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.katu.com/images/080503_relax_tax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://media.katu.com/images/080503_relax_tax.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In honor of 4/20, which I missed on Monday...hello!?  How busy was I? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in honor of 4/20 that I already missed, I want to post this article I found and that I wish I could have written myself.  Of course, the impact of that would have been negligible, as opposed to the fact that this article was written by a former police chief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When are we gonna wise up?  Who's lobbying against legalization?  That's what I wanna know.  Who's benefits from this drug war? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article was originally posted at Huffingtonpost.com&lt;br /&gt;Please read...and then write your Congressperson. And then, have a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"First, a disclaimer: I am a member of Law Enforcement Against Prohibition, but I don't officially represent the organization in this forum. That said, I can't very well check my affiliation, or beliefs, at the keyboard when I sit down to blog for HuffPost. We at LEAP are current and former cops and other criminal justice practitioners who have witnessed firsthand the futility and manifold injustices of the drug war. Our professional experiences have led us to conclude that the more dangerous an illicit substance--from crack to krank--the greater the justification for its legalization, regulation, and control. It is the prohibition of drugs that leads inexorably to high rates of death, disease, crime, and addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to booze vs. pot. How do the effects of these two drugs stack up against specific health and public safety factors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol-related traffic accidents claim approximately 14,000 lives each year, down significantly from 20 or 30 years ago (attributed to improved education and enforcement). Figures for THC-related traffic fatalities are elusive, especially since alcohol is almost always present in the blood as well, and since the numbers of "marijuana-only" traffic fatalities are so small. But evidence from studies, including laboratory simulations, feeds the stereotype that those under the influence of canniboids tend to (1) be more aware of their impaired psychomotor skills, and (2) drive well below the speed limit. Those under the influence of alcohol are much more likely to be clueless or defiant about their condition, and to speed up and drive recklessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hundreds of alcohol overdose deaths occur annually. There has never been a single recorded marijuana OD fatality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the American Public Health Association, excessive alcohol consumption is the third leading cause of death in this country. APHA pegs the negative economic impact of extreme drinking at $150 billion a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been no documented cases of lung cancer in a marijuana-only smoker, nor has pot been scientifically linked to any type of cancer. (Don't trust an advocate's take on this? Try the fair and balanced coverage over at Fox.) Alcohol abuse contributes to a multitude of long-term negative health consequences, notably cirrhosis of the liver and a variety of cancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While a small quantity, taken daily, is being touted for its salutary health effects, alcohol is one of the worst drugs one can take for pain management, marijuana one of the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol contributes to acts of violence; marijuana reduces aggression. In approximately three million cases of reported violent crimes last year, the offender had been drinking. This is particularly true in cases of domestic violence, sexual assault, and date rape. Marijuana use, in and of itself, is absent from both crime reports and the scientific literature. There is simply no link to be made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past four years I've asked police officers throughout the U.S. (and in Canada) two questions. When's the last time you had to fight someone under the influence of marijuana? (I'm talking marijuana only, not pot plus a six-pack or a fifth of tequila.) My colleagues pause, they reflect. Their eyes widen as they realize that in their five or fifteen or thirty years on the job they have never had to fight a marijuana user. I then ask: When's the last time you had to fight a drunk? They look at their watches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of which begs the question. If one of these two drugs is implicated in dire health effects, high mortality rates, and physical violence--and the other is not--what are we to make of our nation's marijuana laws? Or alcohol laws, for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody out there want to launch a campaign for the re-prohibition of alcohol? Didn't think so. The answer, of course, is responsible drinking. Marijuana smokers, for their part, have already shown (apart from that little matter known as the law) greater responsibility in their choice of drugs than those of us who choose alcohol."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-681208925852280703?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/681208925852280703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=681208925852280703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/681208925852280703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/681208925852280703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/please-smoke-pot.html' title='Please smoke pot'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-2614972063612582137</id><published>2009-04-22T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T10:35:41.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter this Summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="450" height="252"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/10304"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/10304" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="450" height="252"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...I am not big fan.  I see these films when they show up on Cable...usually.  But, this trailer is kinda creepy, and sorta freaky, and I think I may just have to pop into a theatre this summer and catch my first big screen Harry Potter flick.  &lt;br /&gt;This movie was made to be seen with a bucket of popcorn, a cherry Icee, and a theatre full of screaming fans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opens July 17th&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-2614972063612582137?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/2614972063612582137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=2614972063612582137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/2614972063612582137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/2614972063612582137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/harry-potter-this-summer.html' title='Harry Potter this Summer!'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-3783084383357148882</id><published>2009-04-20T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:43:41.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real Julia Child?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/739Vg5LOox0HpooK6jqi_A"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/739Vg5LOox0HpooK6jqi_A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Rook.  Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-3783084383357148882?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/3783084383357148882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=3783084383357148882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/3783084383357148882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/3783084383357148882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/real-julia-child.html' title='The Real Julia Child?'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-7099472285253723516</id><published>2009-04-20T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T12:12:27.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One singular sensation...</title><content type='html'>Here is a trailer for the new documentary &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every Little Step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  This is the first time the union, Actor's Equity, has allowed professional auditions to be filmed.  Ever.  So, we get a fly on the wall documentary about the audition process for the Broadway revival of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Chorus Line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,  which is a show about the audition process. Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a dancer/actor/singer this has to be a do not miss.  If you are an artist of any kind.  If you are a person of any kind with dreams, or lost dreams, with failed dreams or fullfilled dreams, hopes, wishes, desires, however you want to say it.  &lt;div&gt;If you've ever wanted anything so badly.  "God, I hope I get it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one's for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-jn9qQATNRs&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-jn9qQATNRs&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-7099472285253723516?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/7099472285253723516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=7099472285253723516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/7099472285253723516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/7099472285253723516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/every-little-step.html' title='One singular sensation...'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-4676751934192333822</id><published>2009-04-20T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T10:19:15.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disco Week on American Idol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QpoRpheod9Y/R2NtlFjmrqI/AAAAAAAAAH8/93bM3y-bCsw/s400/SaturdayNightFever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QpoRpheod9Y/R2NtlFjmrqI/AAAAAAAAAH8/93bM3y-bCsw/s400/SaturdayNightFever.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why God, why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-4676751934192333822?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/4676751934192333822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=4676751934192333822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4676751934192333822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4676751934192333822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/disco-week-on-american-idol.html' title='Disco Week on American Idol'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QpoRpheod9Y/R2NtlFjmrqI/AAAAAAAAAH8/93bM3y-bCsw/s72-c/SaturdayNightFever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-4135682401896437354</id><published>2009-04-20T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:43:02.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I kinda can't wait for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YFbXKOW1NoQ/SbCWyt71WWI/AAAAAAAACbo/g6fspywxpxE/s400/meryl+streep+julia+child+stanley+tucci+paul+child.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YFbXKOW1NoQ/SbCWyt71WWI/AAAAAAAACbo/g6fspywxpxE/s400/meryl+streep+julia+child+stanley+tucci+paul+child.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meryl Streep as Julia Child in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Julie And Julia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Coming soon. And yes...that is Stanley Tucci.  He's also in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lovely Bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Oscar nom for Tucci is imminent.  And another for Dame Meryl don't cha think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-4135682401896437354?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/4135682401896437354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=4135682401896437354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4135682401896437354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4135682401896437354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-kinda-cant-wait-for.html' title='I kinda can&apos;t wait for...'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YFbXKOW1NoQ/SbCWyt71WWI/AAAAAAAACbo/g6fspywxpxE/s72-c/meryl+streep+julia+child+stanley+tucci+paul+child.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-8148795753816811062</id><published>2009-04-18T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:12:45.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Netflix...Elegy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sexualityinart.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/ben-kingsley-penelope-cruz-elegy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://sexualityinart.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/ben-kingsley-penelope-cruz-elegy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Directed by Isabel Coixet. Written by Nicholas Meyer, based on the novel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;The Dying Animal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; by Philip Roth. With Ben Kingsley, Penelope Cruz, Patricia Clarkson, Dennis Hopper, and Peter Sarsgaard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;I expected more from this film.  Kingsley, Hopper, Cruz, Sarsgaard...Clarkson!  All that crazy energy in one room, so to speak.  With a nasty, self-loathing, misogynistic, old goat of a college professor who is vunerable to no one as he sleeps his way through his students. Wouldn't you expect some gnarly shit to happen?  Well...I guess it does.  But, it is so nice-i-fied, so flattened and softened up, even by the Vivaldi playing in the background, that it never engages fully.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.valleyadvocate.com/sortable/image/35cinemadope-elegy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 266px;" src="http://www.valleyadvocate.com/sortable/image/35cinemadope-elegy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Kingsley's David Kepesh cares for nothing but himself.  Kepesh cares about books, music and art, but only for the pleasure he derives from them rather than any value they may have of themselves. He cares about women,too, has cared for many of them, and for the same reason he loves the arts. They make him feel more alive.  But, the women he loves, in the same way as the books, the photographs, the music and things he surrounds himself with, are just objects, after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;David sets his eye on, and eventually beds Cruz' character, Consuela.  David is her professor.  He is a quasi-celebrity author, and she falls for his seeming wisedom and stability.  David becomes obsessed with Consuela. I know we are meant to believe he falls in love with her, but, he doesn't.  It's obvious he only loves himself.  It meant more to him to protect his ego then it did to show up at her graduation party.  He was willing to hurt her, to spare his feelings.  Fuck that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;At any rate, there were so many missed opportunities for something more.  Something heightened, something unbalanced? Embarassing? Unexpected?  Just when you think this man's obsession is going to become interesting and comical, the filmmaker goes near the edge and then turns around and runs back to safety. Every thing was a bit whitewashed for it's own good.  If you're going to go there...go there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;The characters are interesting.  The actors are proficient.  There are some genuinely funny moments, and some real nice chemistry between Kingsley and Hopper, and Kingsley and Clarkson.  I think it's worth seeing for Kingsley's performance alone.  Whether you like him as an actor or not, there's always something worth looking at.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;I'm gonna recommend with reservations...and give this film a C+.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-8148795753816811062?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/8148795753816811062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=8148795753816811062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8148795753816811062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8148795753816811062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday-night-netflixelegy.html' title='Friday Night Netflix...Elegy'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-4005645142004105547</id><published>2009-04-16T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T10:52:40.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>500 days Of Summer New trailer</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="360" height="230"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/9268"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/9268" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="360" height="230"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fox searchlight's newest sleeper hit to be- 500 Days Of Summer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Opening July 17th  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-4005645142004105547?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/4005645142004105547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=4005645142004105547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.cdn.turner.com/v5cache/TNT/Images/i1/SG_girlfriends_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 341px;" src="http://i.cdn.turner.com/v5cache/TNT/Images/i1/SG_girlfriends_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How much would I love to have a cup of Joe with Retta and Grace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not watching &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saving Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, you are missing something special.  The show features one of, if not the best cast on television.  Last night's episode was a mind blower. If more of ya'll were watching...we could talk about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get on that.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saving Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on TNT, Monday nights.  9pm and 10pm.  They'll be reruns until June...so, get caught up, and meet me back here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-1101050166543644061?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/1101050166543644061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=1101050166543644061' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/1101050166543644061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/1101050166543644061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/mind-if-i-join-you.html' title='Mind If I join you?'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-2556812382950872327</id><published>2009-04-13T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T00:29:31.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5 Favorite Characters</title><content type='html'>It's interesting.  I started out with almost all women.  The first list I made had 9 out of 10 women! How did so many fall off?  Was it a state of mind kind of thing?  As in, I was feeling all uppity and powerful when I made my first pass, and now, I'm all, deer in the headlights and vunerable?  I dunno.  Somewhere along the line, I crossed off Ripley from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aliens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Sarah Conner from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Terminator 1 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Karen Blixen from&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Out Of Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Maude from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Harold and Maude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (how could I do that!?) Miss Celie from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Color Purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and Ed from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Raising Arizona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Also, dropped from the list, but not female...Mookie from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do The Right Thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and Patrick Bateman from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Psycho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is just an impossible task.  But, I have to finish...so, here's the Top 5.  What do ya'll think?  Which Peter Sellers should have been on this list?  Why did I leave off Travis Bickle?  Who would be your number 1?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Dr. Frank-N-Furter...a scientist.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; "Come up to the lab."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inrepair.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/franknfurter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 366px;" src="http://inrepair.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/franknfurter.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Auntie Mame...as played by Rosiland Russell in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Auntie Mame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;"Life is a banquet, and most poor suckers are starving to death!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sas.localguides.com/bundles/guides_5d/assets/widget_bCogLT0-1lcjiZjYy6cmv7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 358px;" src="http://sas.localguides.com/bundles/guides_5d/assets/widget_bCogLT0-1lcjiZjYy6cmv7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Jean Louise Finch aka Scout...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To Kill A Mockingbird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is tough, because really, you could chose anyone from this cast.&lt;br /&gt;Atticus, Jem, Calpurnia, Tom Robinson, Mayella Ewell...and of course Boo Radley.&lt;br /&gt;I chose Scout because, really, miscast that role and the whole movie falls apart.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Boo."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.moviediva.com/MD_root/MDimages/Copy_of_Mockingbird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 369px;" src="http://www.moviediva.com/MD_root/MDimages/Copy_of_Mockingbird.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2. Dorothy Gale from Kansas...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Wizard of Oz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recast &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; role and it becomes camp. Who but Judy could rend our hearts into such a bittersweet, teary eyed mess at the very thought of her singing Somewhere Over The Rainbow?&lt;br /&gt;"There's no place like home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jgdb.com/oz6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.jgdb.com/oz6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The Tramp.&lt;br /&gt;Much to my embarassment, I didn't even think of The Tramp on my own. ( Thank you Miss Pink! )&lt;br /&gt;Really, who is more iconic then he?  No one.  I grew up watching old Chaplin films rented from the library and projected in 8mm.  All you young 'uns have no excuse not to be watching Chaplin's brilliance on DVD. If you're not...shame on you, and get to it!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing need be said, if you just smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ps6ck1ejoAw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ps6ck1ejoAw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Numbers 5 - 10 and Honorable Mentions scroll to post below!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-2556812382950872327?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/2556812382950872327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=2556812382950872327' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/2556812382950872327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/2556812382950872327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/top-5-favorite-characters.html' title='Top 5 Favorite Characters'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-962765507589277112</id><published>2009-04-12T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T17:48:08.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Movie Characters of all time!</title><content type='html'>Here's a tag that I have been way slow getting to.  But, in my defense, trying to put together the ultimate list of ultimate characters seemed such a....task!  Because, I would feel guilty when, inevitably, I realized I had left someone out.  Someone loved and under appreciated already.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I don't really know where this meme started to begin with, or where it will end, but...it's been floating around the blogosphere for a few weeks, at least, and now it's my turn to play. The challenge is to pick your 10 favorite movie characters...ever!  ( If you haven't been tagged yet...then I'm tagging you now....so, get to work on your own list! )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the best that I can do without going completely mental. I have six honorable mentions, because, I just have to, alright?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the Six honorable mentions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Virgil Tibbs..&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;.In The Heat Of The Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dayum Sidney!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"They call me Mr. Tibbs!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img5.allocine.fr/acmedia/rsz/434/x/x/x/medias/nmedia/18/36/11/48/18453717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://img5.allocine.fr/acmedia/rsz/434/x/x/x/medias/nmedia/18/36/11/48/18453717.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://msnbcmedia.msn.com/j/msnbc/Components/Photo_StoryLevel/080418/080418-5top-dazed-confused.standard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 185px;" src="http://msnbcmedia.msn.com/j/msnbc/Components/Photo_StoryLevel/080418/080418-5top-dazed-confused.standard.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slater...from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dazed And Confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Actually Rory Cochrane would be in my Top 50 twice. He also played Lucas in&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Empire Records&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Never understood why he didn't have a bigger career.  These two characters are night and day and he owns them both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://members.lycos.nl/groothuizenh/44d04460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 326px;" src="http://members.lycos.nl/groothuizenh/44d04460.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mary Poppins..."practically perfect in every way".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://indyfilmcritics.com/wp-content/images/26.thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 188px;" src="http://indyfilmcritics.com/wp-content/images/26.thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marge Gunderson...Oh, you betcha! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fargo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hackwrench.com/idunno/images/hans_tal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://www.hackwrench.com/idunno/images/hans_tal.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hans Gruber..."Give me my detonators."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Die Hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.giantbomb.com/uploads/2/26127/854472-usual_suspects_keyser_soze_small1_small_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 306px;" src="http://media.giantbomb.com/uploads/2/26127/854472-usual_suspects_keyser_soze_small1_small_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keyser Soze...Who is Keyser Soze?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Usual Suspects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Top 10...numbers 10 - 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PuZoLkvmBbc/SWwQhnHrrJI/AAAAAAAACFk/BG-D2cFGVKA/s320/The+Waco+Kid.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PuZoLkvmBbc/SWwQhnHrrJI/AAAAAAAACFk/BG-D2cFGVKA/s320/The+Waco+Kid.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. The Waco Kid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blazing Saddles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuZoLkvmBbc/SVuucNkgf1I/AAAAAAAABlY/B38rE_cXNbg/s320/jimmy_dugan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PuZoLkvmBbc/SVuucNkgf1I/AAAAAAAABlY/B38rE_cXNbg/s320/jimmy_dugan.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Jimmy Dugan...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A League Of Their Own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two alchoholics in a row...thoughts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__GePcCMuWX0/R-hQi9a0D_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/jD3m5xq7O8I/s320/tombstone_val.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__GePcCMuWX0/R-hQi9a0D_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/jD3m5xq7O8I/s320/tombstone_val.jpeg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Doc Holliday...Val Kilmer style...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tombstone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm your huckleberry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where was his Oscar nomination?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freewebs.com/sweetcharity/MSDSWCH_EC004_H.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://www.freewebs.com/sweetcharity/MSDSWCH_EC004_H.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;7. Charity Hope Valentine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;...Sweet Charity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v642/shakespeares_sister/shakes3/inigo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 282px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v642/shakespeares_sister/shakes3/inigo.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Inigo Montoya, motha fuckers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Princess Bride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow...the Top 5 revealed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-962765507589277112?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/962765507589277112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=962765507589277112' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/962765507589277112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/962765507589277112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/10-favorite-movie-characters-of-all.html' title='My Favorite Movie Characters of all time!'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PuZoLkvmBbc/SWwQhnHrrJI/AAAAAAAACFk/BG-D2cFGVKA/s72-c/The+Waco+Kid.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-3889323253724117047</id><published>2009-04-12T14:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T14:30:08.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Netflix...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://assets.nydailynews.com/img/2008/10/24/alg_loved_you_so_long.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 302px;" src="http://assets.nydailynews.com/img/2008/10/24/alg_loved_you_so_long.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've Loved You So Lon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;g.  I fell asleep...twice.  I think I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; watch this again.  What I could tell for sure...very good performances...predictable plot...nice relationship between the sisters.  It's okay...comme ci, comme ca, you know?  Grade C, I think.  If it improves with a second viewing...I'll let you know.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-3889323253724117047?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/3889323253724117047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=3889323253724117047' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/3889323253724117047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/3889323253724117047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday-night-netflix.html' title='Friday Night Netflix...'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-4159094642794540241</id><published>2009-04-10T09:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T09:55:17.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rogen, Rogen, Rogen...Rawhide?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.hollywood.com/cms/300x375/5413724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 300px;" src="http://images.hollywood.com/cms/300x375/5413724.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few weeks ago, I posted the trailer for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Observe And Report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and made my own observation that it was "not Mall Cop 2."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film opens this weekend, and while I think you should go see it, don't forget what I said.  This is not a Hollywood, slick, formulaic, stoner comedy starring everyone's favorite schlub.  This is Rogen's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cable Guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  This is Rogen's dark comedy that will let everyone know that , hey, the man can actually act.  Just remember the word....dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're one of the many who have been wondering why Seth Rogen has lost so much weight, and will he be funny without it, here's my theory.  Seth is more then Apatow.  Seth is going to want to be taken seriously.   Seth is hoping to go further down that path the Jim Carrey cleared. Seth is not going to end up like Will Ferrell.  Seth Rogen will not be a one liner, okay!? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I'm in his corner.  After all, Sean Penn has two Oscars and he's one of the biggest stoners in Hollywood.  If he can do it, can't Seth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a clip from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Observe And Report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Opening today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="236"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/9852"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/9852" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="360" height="236"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-4159094642794540241?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/4159094642794540241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=4159094642794540241' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4159094642794540241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4159094642794540241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/rogen-rogen-rogenrawhide.html' title='Rogen, Rogen, Rogen...Rawhide?'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-3479820324406343391</id><published>2009-04-09T10:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:52:18.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And there's this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/Sd414V3SwPI/AAAAAAAAAII/57M5USD3rHo/s1600-h/6602_m05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/Sd414V3SwPI/AAAAAAAAAII/57M5USD3rHo/s200/6602_m05.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322751051656511730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Virginia Madsen&lt;/span&gt; is defying gravity. Variety reports the actress is getting involved with a new documentary called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fighting Gravity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The project focuses on women ski jumpers, and their battle to get the right to compete in the 2010 Winter Olympics. Specifically, it'll follow 15 female athletes who have challenged the Intl. Olympic Committee's decision to bar them from the games -- making it the only men-only sport in the Games. Sometimes it's hard to believe we're in 2009.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media-2.web.britannica.com/eb-media/52/19352-004-085CBDFD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 300px;" src="http://media-2.web.britannica.com/eb-media/52/19352-004-085CBDFD.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The same always at-the-ready excuse was brought out once again..."there aren't enough women interested."  Which of course, is bullshit.  This is the excuse I was given for why girl's can't play baseball, for example, and why there were only two paintings by female artists hanging in the Getty Museum. There, I was told, it was because there &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weren't&lt;/span&gt; any female artists before the 19th century!  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Really&lt;/span&gt;? Who knew?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media1.pioneerlocal.com/multimedia/ni-liu-120408-p2_pp_feed_20090127_16_27_13_43-331-470.imageContent"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 470px; height: 331px;" src="http://media1.pioneerlocal.com/multimedia/ni-liu-120408-p2_pp_feed_20090127_16_27_13_43-331-470.imageContent" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and by the way...women's baseball is starting to come on strong!  Including Little League teams! I can't tell you how happy this makes me!  Ooo, I really hope there is a senior league some day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is good for all of us...men and women, boys and girls. The more we all stand on an equal footing, the more we can all begin to respect each other as such, and hopefully, respect ourselves even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, good luck to the ski jumpers.  I hope they get their Olympic dream. Another small step. And hurray to Virginia Madsen...she's a cool chick, a good egg.  Putting her name on this has already garnered publicity...so, right on Virginia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-3479820324406343391?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/3479820324406343391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=3479820324406343391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/3479820324406343391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/3479820324406343391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-theres-this.html' title='And there&apos;s this...'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/Sd414V3SwPI/AAAAAAAAAII/57M5USD3rHo/s72-c/6602_m05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-4707051109854418862</id><published>2009-04-09T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T10:30:42.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Teaser...Extract</title><content type='html'>Another little comic masterpiece from Mike Judge?  Jason Bateman, Ben Affleck, Kristen Wiig, and Mila Kunis star in Extract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/10159"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/10159" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="360" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not coming soon enough...you'll have to wait until Labor day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-4707051109854418862?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/4707051109854418862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=4707051109854418862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4707051109854418862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4707051109854418862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-teaserextract.html' title='New Teaser...Extract'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-6142201068498543583</id><published>2009-04-07T09:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T11:14:10.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's the rock star?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thedailyvoice.com/voice/images/michelle-obama-official.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 525px;" src="http://thedailyvoice.com/voice/images/michelle-obama-official.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I watched some entertainment show spend thirty minutes asking the question, "Is Michelle Obama the next Oprah?"  I don't know why I was watching that shizzle to begin with, but I couldn't really wrap my brain around why they insisted on comparing Michelle, the First Lady of the United States, to Oprah...a talk show host.  Nothing at all against Oprah, mind you.  It just seemed to me that they had chosen Oprah because of the similar color of her skin.  As in, we can only have one powerful black woman at a time, who's it gonna be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.earlyedcoverage.org/michelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 344px;" src="http://www.earlyedcoverage.org/michelle.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personally, I think the obvious person to compare Michelle to, would be, Princess Diana.  The people's Princess, right?  More and more I'm thinking...Michelle is our people's princess.  She's turning into a rock star right before our eyes.  Her trip to England was a huge success.  That business with the Queen?  Wonderful.  It's probably the first time anyone has offered real warmth to Elizabeth II in many a moon.  She touched the Queen!  And the Queen touched back.  Brilliant!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.charlotteobserver.com/smedia/2009/04/02/21/318-michelle0403_GD0DNGKI.1+APTOPIX_Britain_G20_Summit.JPG.embedded.prod_affiliate.138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 464px;" src="http://media.charlotteobserver.com/smedia/2009/04/02/21/318-michelle0403_GD0DNGKI.1+APTOPIX_Britain_G20_Summit.JPG.embedded.prod_affiliate.138.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admit, I do have a bit of a girl crush on Michelle.  I'd really like to have coffee with her, you know, hang out. I'm quite sure if I ever did meet her, I would cry.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt; woman is the role model I've been hoping for.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt; woman could be the President herself.  Fuck Beyonce, Michelle is fierce!  Princeton educated, mother of two, warm, funny, strong, powerful, and she doesn't have to shake her booty or dress like a Pussycat doll to be sexy.  Have you seen the way her husband looks at her. Oo-owa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cm1.theinsider.com/media/0/52/14/michelle_barack_obama.0.0.0x0.432x308.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 432px; height: 308px;" src="http://cm1.theinsider.com/media/0/52/14/michelle_barack_obama.0.0.0x0.432x308.jpeg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michelle has the potential to be the most popular First Lady ever.  We can compare her to Diana, Shirley Chisholm, Jackie, Eleanor, Hilary, even Oprah.  But, the truth is...she's a first...an original.  She makes me proud to be a woman.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Just one favor Michelle....buckle up, okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-6142201068498543583?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/6142201068498543583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=6142201068498543583' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/6142201068498543583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/6142201068498543583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/whos-rock-star.html' title='Who&apos;s the rock star?'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-4200431940119165223</id><published>2009-04-06T09:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T10:20:10.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning Gus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3239/3102157480_582ffcd79e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 352px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3239/3102157480_582ffcd79e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been thinking about Gus and Woodrow all week.  It must be time to revisit &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lonesome Dove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, for today, I think I'll just pretend I'm riding on up to Montana with Gus.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of what I'm really doing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.planetc1.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/405-traffic-los-angeles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 335px;" src="http://blog.planetc1.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/405-traffic-los-angeles.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.planetc1.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/405-traffic-los-angeles.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.planetc1.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/405-traffic-los-angeles.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.planetc1.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/405-traffic-los-angeles.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working in the city today.  But, will be back later...  If the Kiowas don't get me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-4200431940119165223?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/4200431940119165223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=4200431940119165223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4200431940119165223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4200431940119165223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-morning-gus.html' title='Good Morning Gus'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3239/3102157480_582ffcd79e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-6815238445723648026</id><published>2009-04-04T22:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T10:32:37.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Netflix...Ghost Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.guim.co.uk/sys-images/Film/Pix/pictures/2008/09/23/ghosttown460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 460px; height: 276px;" src="http://static.guim.co.uk/sys-images/Film/Pix/pictures/2008/09/23/ghosttown460.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah...not that funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I really like Ricky Gervais.  I'm a huge fan of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Extras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, an absolutely brilliant television show from Gervais and writing partner, Stephen Merchant.  The bad news for Gervais here is, they didn't write this script.  There's nothing new here.  There's nothing charming or even particularly interesting about the characters or the situations they find themselves in. The tag line for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ghost Town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was "He sees dead people...and they annoy him."  Well, the random dead people were the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;least&lt;/span&gt; annoying thing in this film.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gervais plays an annoying little dentist, haunted by Greg Kinnear, in his most annoying role to date.  Kinnear has unfinished business with his widow, the beautiful, smart and successful, Tea Leoni.  Since Gervais is the only living person who can talk to the dead, he does Kinnear's dirty work for him. In this case, that consists of breaking up her new relationship with her beautiful, smart and successful fiance...a charming as always, Billy Campbell.  Long story short...she throws over Campbell for Gervais.  And, I suppose they live happily ever after.  Why would she do that?  I have no fucking idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristen Wiig has a funny bit as a spray tan loving doctor, and it was nice to see Campbell, although he was rather wasted here. And I mean, not used properly, as opposed to "wasted"!  Also, a neat cameo from actor Aasif Mandvi as Gervais' partner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to get something funny from Netflix, I suggest you skip this one, and go for any or all three seasons of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Extras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Or, just go to youtube and look up Gervais' speech at the Golden Globes.  Which was way funnier then &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ghost Town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to add a plus to the earned D grade simply for Alan Ruck and Dana Ivey as two of the dead people, who have nice moments when their "issues" are resolved.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Final grade D+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-6815238445723648026?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/6815238445723648026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=6815238445723648026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/6815238445723648026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/6815238445723648026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday-night-netflixghost-town.html' title='Friday Night Netflix...Ghost Town'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-388955038288232331</id><published>2009-04-03T20:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T20:15:10.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hangover Trailer</title><content type='html'>I never even heard of this film before today when I happened upon the trailer.  This actually looks funny.  Not &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Raising Arizona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; funny, or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snatch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; funny, but certainly funnier then what is usually playing at the megaplex. (Yes, that's right, I'm a megasnob! ) Certainly funnier then &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Old School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Oh, yeah, same director you say?  In that case, I certainly hope it's funnier then &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Old School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;And one one question...will &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hangover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; finally make Zach Galifanakis a star?  &lt;div&gt;Check it out...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hangover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; opens June 5th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="230"&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=388955038288232331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/388955038288232331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/388955038288232331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/hangover-trailer.html' title='The Hangover Trailer'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-8218091557830681092</id><published>2009-04-03T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T09:59:39.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruno Trailer</title><content type='html'>I know...you've all been waiting for this...except for those of you who haven't.  Like me.  But, here it is...Sacha Baron Cohen's follow up to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Borat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.   NSFW...I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="276"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/9995"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8218091557830681092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/bruno-trailer.html' title='Bruno Trailer'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-3497399648606124958</id><published>2009-04-03T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T10:00:59.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Put off Until tomorrow...</title><content type='html'>...what you can remember today.  It's age...it must be.  Brain fog?  Too many drugs in my youth?  Hard drive is full?  I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to bed with a great idea for a morning post...I'll do it when I get up, I said to myself.  And now...I got nothing.  No idea what I had intended for myself only the night before.   It's a good thing I don't ski...I might not ever make it home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is confusion corner somewhere in Canada...you ever feel like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; your road signs look like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.criticaltheoryofreligion.org/Confusion%20Corner%20-%20Winnipeg%20Manitoba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 448px; height: 336px;" src="http://www.criticaltheoryofreligion.org/Confusion%20Corner%20-%20Winnipeg%20Manitoba.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On top of everything else...my ads are gone! I don't even know why!  Just a sad empty space. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-3497399648606124958?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/3497399648606124958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=3497399648606124958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/3497399648606124958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/3497399648606124958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/never-put-off-until-tomorrow.html' title='Never Put off Until tomorrow...'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-6065599976479345235</id><published>2009-04-02T09:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T09:42:49.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Milton The Monster</title><content type='html'>After referencing Milton in my last post, a wave of nostalgia sent me searching for the opening song from one of my favorite childhood cartoons. Brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x8aERAe1wmk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x8aERAe1wmk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-6065599976479345235?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/6065599976479345235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=6065599976479345235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/6065599976479345235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/6065599976479345235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/04/milton-monster.html' title='Milton The Monster'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-6748039723443735863</id><published>2009-03-31T23:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:11:38.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Mom of the month...Jenny Fields</title><content type='html'>...and Roberta Muldoon.  Both from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The World According To Garp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Both friends. Two pieces of a perfect whole. I can't have one without the other.  Actually, Roberta might have been the perfect mom on her own...only, she's not a mom.  Oh, she might have adopted in another time, another place.  But let's face it...in the seventies, a single woman couldn't adopt a baby, much less a woman who was once a linebacker for the Philadelphia Eagles!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.johnteehan.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/world_according_to_garp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 439px;" src="http://www.johnteehan.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/world_according_to_garp.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Garp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is not a perfect movie by any stretch.  But it does boast two of the most perfect female characters ever to grace film.  Glenn Close as Jenny Fields should have walked away from the Dorothy Chandler Pavilion toting an Oscar for Best Supporting Actress.  She is...sublime.  She is Jenny.  It is her best work.  And they gave it to Jessica Lange for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tootsie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. A role any number of actresses could have played, and not a good mother at all, I might add! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mms.tvland.com/asset_upload/assets/john_lithgow_garp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 229px;" src="http://mms.tvland.com/asset_upload/assets/john_lithgow_garp.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John Lithgow plays Roberta Muldoon.  He is perfection.  You will want to take him home to raise your children if you have them, or just to raise you!  Roberta is pure love, and loyalty, and literally, a tower of strength.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roberta is the mom we want.  The most traditionally feminine, and the most nurturing character in the film. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Interestingly, she spent the first half of her life, as a man.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/irvingophile/glenn23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/irvingophile/glenn23.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jenny Fields...mother of T.S.Garp....is, well, different.  Some people might even think she had a personality disorder.  But, if Roberta is the mom we want, then Jenny must be the dad.  Stoic, calm, watching over her fledglings without possesiveness, walking through life without jealousy,  without bitterness and anger.  She is the mountain that sits on the porch swing and waits for all to come to her.  She is seemingly without fear.  Serene.  What a gift, huh?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the mother I'd like to be, in this case...is Jenny Fields.  Unapologetic for her individualism. Living her life without feminine or masculine stereotype.  She is simply Jenny Fields.  She has pure and unconditional love for her children, and is able to express that without spooning on the guilt, the fear, the "prove its".   I also like the big house by the water with enough room for everyone to come and hang out!  You see why she's sitting on the porch swing smiling?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, Jenny must have just enough Roberta mixed in for when it's time to climb a tree, or give a big sloppy hug.  It's like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Milton the Monster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...just a touch of tenderness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The World According To Garp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; does not have a lot of photos or video on the internet...so, I'm kinda stuck here.  But, see the movie.  It's a worthwhile investment.  And I'll leave you with a quote from Jenny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mother to son...&lt;br /&gt;"You know, everybody dies. My parents died. Your father died. Everybody dies. I'm going to die too. So will you. The thing is, to have a life before we die. It can be a real adventure having a life."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-6748039723443735863?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/6748039723443735863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=6748039723443735863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/6748039723443735863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/6748039723443735863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/movie-mom-of-monthjenny-fields.html' title='Movie Mom of the month...Jenny Fields'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-2173262654398499318</id><published>2009-03-31T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:23:59.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do, Marry, Push...courtesy of Valley Dreaming</title><content type='html'>So, JD over at Valley Dreaming..see linkage...asks the question, who would you, ahem..."&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;", who would you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;marry&lt;/span&gt;, and who would you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;push&lt;/span&gt; off a cliff?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've made two lists...one for those who like men, and another for those who prefer women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, who would you do, marry or push?  You have to chose from one of my lists!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I like men...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robert Downey Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cm1.theinsider.com/media/0/68/48/robert-downey-jr.0.0.0x0.400x400.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://cm1.theinsider.com/media/0/68/48/robert-downey-jr.0.0.0x0.400x400.jpeg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lahiguera.net/cinemania/actores/ryan_gosling/fotos/1161/ryan_gosling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 420px;" src="http://www.lahiguera.net/cinemania/actores/ryan_gosling/fotos/1161/ryan_gosling.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc210/weng1107/colin-farell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 365px;" src="http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc210/weng1107/colin-farell.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryan Gosling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colin Farrell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I prefer women...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Penelope Cruz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://celebrityvalues.com/images/penelope_cruz_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 373px;" src="http://celebrityvalues.com/images/penelope_cruz_300.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rosario Dawson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thecinemasource.com/moviesdb/images/Rosario%20Dawson%20-%201%20-%20300%20-%20RENT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 425px;" src="http://www.thecinemasource.com/moviesdb/images/Rosario%20Dawson%20-%201%20-%20300%20-%20RENT.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlize Theron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2006/celebdatabase/charlizetheron/charlize_theron1_300_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2006/celebdatabase/charlizetheron/charlize_theron1_300_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried not to make this too easy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I like men...I pick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do...Colin Farrell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marry...Robert Downey Jr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and as much as I hate to...I have to push Ryan! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to push &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your turn...bitch slap me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-2173262654398499318?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/2173262654398499318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=2173262654398499318' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/2173262654398499318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/2173262654398499318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-marry-pushcourtesy-of-valley.html' title='Do, Marry, Push...courtesy of Valley Dreaming'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-8744221831300349126</id><published>2009-03-30T14:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T14:56:23.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry...I'm really sorry...</title><content type='html'>This is absolutely disgusting.  Weak heart...don't watch.  Although, it's pretty damn funny.  I mean, what the Sam Hill are those people at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Tree Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thinking?  Don't hold this against James Lafferty, he's just &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; the show. He's really a sweet guy and a good actor.  But...oh my God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f8/1396519019" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="videoId=17829396001&amp;amp;playerId=1396519019&amp;amp;viewerSecureGatewayURL=https://console.brightcove.com/services/amfgateway&amp;amp;servicesURL=http://services.brightcove.com/services&amp;amp;cdnURL=http://admin.brightcove.com&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;autoStart=false&amp;amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="425" height="366" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" swliveconnect="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Love me some Joel Mchale!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-8744221831300349126?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/8744221831300349126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=8744221831300349126' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8744221831300349126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8744221831300349126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-sorryim-really-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m sorry...I&apos;m really sorry...'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-7455361029302543156</id><published>2009-03-30T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:06:47.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you think I care about the NCAA?</title><content type='html'>Hells yeah!  Go Heels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nbcsportsmedia.msnbc.com/j/msnbc/Components/ArtAndPhoto-Fronts/SPORTS/080329/g-080329-heels-4p.h2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 410px; height: 264px;" src="http://nbcsportsmedia.msnbc.com/j/msnbc/Components/ArtAndPhoto-Fronts/SPORTS/080329/g-080329-heels-4p.h2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be back later.  I have been working on location, and now I'm working on some ideas at home.  Big plans are brewing.&lt;br /&gt;And did I say this already? Go Heels!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-7455361029302543156?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/7455361029302543156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=7455361029302543156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/7455361029302543156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/7455361029302543156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-you-think-i-care-about-ncaa.html' title='Do you think I care about the NCAA?'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-3582944697710589320</id><published>2009-03-28T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:35:36.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Netflix...Frozen River</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.indiewire.com/images/uploads/iw9/people/Frozen_River_Filmstill2_Melissa_Leo_and_Misty_Upham_by_Jory_Sutton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 306px;" src="http://www.indiewire.com/images/uploads/iw9/people/Frozen_River_Filmstill2_Melissa_Leo_and_Misty_Upham_by_Jory_Sutton.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is absolutely frightening.  Scarier then Jason, Freddie or Mike Myers.  Seriously.  I was so damn nervous watching this movie about two women repeatedly driving a car across a frozen river, that I was positively beside myself.  Do you think this sounds like a personal problem?  You could be right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is not an easy little movie.  And, it certainly has it's faults.  But, it is a promising first film for screenwriter/Director Courtney Hunt...a woman, yes.  I can't tell you how nice it was to watch a film that has an honest to God female perspective.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://msnbcmedia2.msn.com/j/MSNBC/Components/Photo/z_Projects_in_progress/_Ent/Oscar_Nominations_2009/515x335/oscar-app-frozenriver-leo-big.hmedium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 420px; height: 273px;" src="http://msnbcmedia2.msn.com/j/MSNBC/Components/Photo/z_Projects_in_progress/_Ent/Oscar_Nominations_2009/515x335/oscar-app-frozenriver-leo-big.hmedium.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melissa Leo plays Ray Eddy. Her performance garnered Leo a Best Actress Oscar nomination this year.  There's no doubt she belonged in the group of nominees, but I doubt she was ever in danger of winning.  She's great.  But, the character is....difficult.  And by that I mean....complicated.  And by that I mean...she's not likable.  Except when she is.  I mean, she didn't get to the store on time to buy her son a Christmas present!  Although, it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; because she was out trying to make enough money to buy him a house.  Okay, let's face it, Ray has been dealt a fucked up hand of cards, and she is damn sure not going to fold without a fight.  Ray is hard as nails, and like I imagine most women would be in her circumstances, tired of taking "no" for an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cbc.ca/gfx/images/arts/photos/2008/08/19/arts_frozen-river_584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 584px; height: 329px;" src="http://www.cbc.ca/gfx/images/arts/photos/2008/08/19/arts_frozen-river_584.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, you think you've seen this already. It does sound familiar.  But, no, I don't remember seeing Ray Eddy before, or, for that matter, her literal partner in crime, Lila.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lila is Mohawk.  A native American who lives in a camper on the reservation.  Lila holds a shitty hand too.  But, for different reasons.  She lost her husband to the river. Yes, that very same frozen river.  You see, Lila is a smuggler.  An illegal alien smuggler on that other border that we don't talk about much.  Lila and her husband made regular runs across the river into Canada, where, after loading a couple of Chinese or Pakastani people into the trunk, they drove them back into the United States.  Until, one night, while her husband made a run without her, the ice cracked and Lila's husband went down with the ship...so to speak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Lila has lost more then just her husband.  The baby she delivered after the death of her husband has also been taken from her.  Lila is almost numb.  The occasional glimpse of her child, seemingly, the only thing keeping her going.  While Lila still mourns her lost man, Ray would have been better off if &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; husband had drowned.  But, no, he just took off with every penny they had.  Leaving her to feed their two sons on popcorn and Tang.  She's not going to lie down and whimper.  She's going after what life owes her come hell or...high water.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When fate brings these two together, you just wonder which one is going to kill the other one first.  What happens instead is the heart of the film.  It's what happens when two women, who may be polar opposites, recognize each other.  Both mothers now become willing to sacrifice themself, to save the other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might have given this film a C+, but for giving me a relationship between two women that didn't involve shopping, lunching, dating, wondering if he's into you, wedding dresses, or Manolo Blahnik shoes, I'm going to give it a B-.  And I'll look forward to more to come, from Courtney Hunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-3582944697710589320?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/3582944697710589320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=3582944697710589320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/3582944697710589320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/3582944697710589320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-night-netflixfrozen-river.html' title='Friday Night Netflix...Frozen River'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-6638461094412212299</id><published>2009-03-26T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T17:36:40.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Stooges and Woodstock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/CLASS/130-054%7EThe-Three-Stooges-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/CLASS/130-054%7EThe-Three-Stooges-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today a probable cast was announced for the Farrelly Brothers' new &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Three Stooges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; biopic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, where is my Photoshop?  John, man, I need that Photoshop!  What more perfect time to transfer people's heads to other people's bodies?  Because, then you see, I could have posted a picture of Sean Penn, Benecio Del Toro and Jim Carrey's collective heads on the bodies of Larry, Moe, and Curly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you heard that right.  Penn will star as Larry, Del Toro as Moe and Carrey is said to be gaining 40 pounds to play Curly.&lt;br /&gt;This brings me to my second of all.  I have never seen the internet go so bat shit crazy over a casting announcement.  People are pissed man!  I have to admit, my first reaction was right up there with the collective.  The last time I remember Penn being funny was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fast Times At Ridgemont High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Am I wrong?  And my God...Benecio Del Toro?  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Wolfman&lt;/span&gt;? (no, really, he's playing the Wolfman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, here's the thing.  It's a biopic, not a reshoot of a Stooges' movie.  From what I understand, these guys were plenty fucked up.  And dark.  And fucked up.  Did I say that already?  So, now it begins to make more sense.  Possibly this could lead to Jim Carrey's first Oscar nomination.  He already deserved two.  Maybe this time they'll even let him walk away with it.  What's stopping him?  Oh yeah.  It's a Farrelly brothers' film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second big thing to hit the web today...the trailer for the Ang lee directed &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taking Woodstock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  It looks like it could be good.  Imelda Staunton and Eugene Levy together....gotta love.  I would really appreciate it though, if it would be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  I have spent four years of my life developing a film set in 1970.  One damn year after Woodstock.  Maybe, oh maybe, there will be a renewed interest in the time?  Down side of this?  All the music I already picked for my film?  Yeah...played at Woodstock, pretty much.  There goes my soundtrack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taking Woodstock &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;opens August 14th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Iq8z2WDbKo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Iq8z2WDbKo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-6638461094412212299?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/6638461094412212299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=6638461094412212299' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/6638461094412212299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/6638461094412212299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/three-stooges-and-woodstock.html' title='Three Stooges and Woodstock'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-1719922580411543845</id><published>2009-03-25T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T16:54:05.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where The Wild Things Are</title><content type='html'>Let the wild rumpus begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/--N9klJXbjQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/--N9klJXbjQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maurice Sendak, Spike Jonze. Who's excited?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-1719922580411543845?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/1719922580411543845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=1719922580411543845' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/1719922580411543845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/1719922580411543845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/where-wild-things-are.html' title='Where The Wild Things Are'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-8488690049244718127</id><published>2009-03-24T11:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T10:51:40.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scenes I Love...Hook</title><content type='html'>When Dustin Hoffman is good...he is so very, very good.  And, when he is bad....yes, he is naughty.  Very, very good Hoffman includes &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Graduate, Marathon Man, Midnight Cowboy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Little Big Man,  Tootsie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  No, I didn't really like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rainman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, although it is very fun to quote, and I know this will shock you, but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; naughty of Hoffman.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bob Hoskins...always very, very good.  Can't think of anything bad.  Trying...nope, nothing.  Hoskins was very hot for awhile.  He first came to my attention in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who Framed Roger Rabbit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Everyone fell in love with Hoskins, after &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Roger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  Hoskins played a gruff, all-American, cigar smoking, root-beer drinking gumshoe with a heart of gold.   I ran to check out Hoskins in another film, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mona Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, an&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; amazing&lt;/span&gt; indie film directed by Neil Jordan pre-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crying Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  I was shocked to learn Hoskins was British.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for a reason.  Yes, Robin Williams is the actual star as a grown Peter Pan returning to Neverland.  But, what is this film without Captain Hook? And what is Captain Hook without Smee?  Indeed, without these two, this film would have sunk like a cannon ball into the Mermaid lagoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; My children can quote this scene word for word.  I just love it, and I love Hoffman's subtle comedy...yes, I think it's subtle!  If Johnny Depp was Oscar nom'ed for Pirates Of The Caribbean, Hoffman should have won for this.  "Don't try to stop me Smee".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AHnD4O7TJL0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AHnD4O7TJL0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-8488690049244718127?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/8488690049244718127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=8488690049244718127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8488690049244718127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8488690049244718127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/scenes-i-lovehook.html' title='Scenes I Love...Hook'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-1650121404289629682</id><published>2009-03-23T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:12:39.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence Of The Lambs, the musical....with Legos</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iPnQ77a1UVk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iPnQ77a1UVk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha!  Some people are just so creative.  Or crazy. Or both.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-1650121404289629682?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/1650121404289629682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=1650121404289629682' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/1650121404289629682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/1650121404289629682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/silence-of-lambs-musicalwith-legos.html' title='Silence Of The Lambs, the musical....with Legos'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-5446712673282043132</id><published>2009-03-23T11:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T11:15:28.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coens meet Rooster Cogburn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media-2.web.britannica.com/eb-media/21/77121-004-E0A71A11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 353px; height: 450px;" src="http://media-2.web.britannica.com/eb-media/21/77121-004-E0A71A11.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Coen Brothers' are set to write and direct a remake of the John Wayne classic &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;True Grit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  This is the film that won John Wayne an Oscar.   Of course, Peter O'Toole &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have won that year for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lion In Winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...but, that's another story entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It looks like the new version of Grit, will follow the book more faithfully.  The story evolves through the eyes of Mattie, a fourteen year old girl out for revenge.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know about you, but I'm psyched to see what Ethan and Joel will do with this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; And the big question of the day?  Who will play Rooster?  Please speculate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-5446712673282043132?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/5446712673282043132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=5446712673282043132' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/5446712673282043132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/5446712673282043132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/coens-meet-rooster-cogburn.html' title='Coens meet Rooster Cogburn'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-1717882494325716695</id><published>2009-03-21T00:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:27:46.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Netflix</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.metronews.topscms.com/images/65/8f/7569546a41fd82ab970324c359b3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://media.metronews.topscms.com/images/65/8f/7569546a41fd82ab970324c359b3.jpeg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight I watched &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rachel Getting Married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again, because my husband hadn't seen it.  If &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; haven't seen it yet....don't wait another minute.  This is filmmaking at it's best.  My husband was blown away, and it only got better the second time for me.  How this film avoided multiple Oscar nominations is beyond me.  Kate, you are great...but, my vote would have gone to Hathaway.  I would be a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; good Academy member...because, I don't even like her, yet I would have voted for her. She gave the best performance.  Nailed it, she did.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-1717882494325716695?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/1717882494325716695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=1717882494325716695' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/1717882494325716695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/1717882494325716695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-night-netflix.html' title='Friday Night Netflix'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-3214797828350584198</id><published>2009-03-20T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T10:16:17.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wolverine...excited or not?</title><content type='html'>I learned all about the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X-Men&lt;/span&gt; one summer while I was staying in Wrightsville Beach with my, then, 9 year old son.  He had an &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X-Men&lt;/span&gt; board game, and we played every day.  My son would show me each individual character piece and tell me about their special mutant powers.  My favorite was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jubilee&lt;/span&gt;.  His favorite, was and is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gambit&lt;/span&gt;.  He's an actor now.  A tall good looking actor who would have made a perfect &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gambit&lt;/span&gt;.  He's gonna be pissed when he sees this trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wolverine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, for those who may not know, is the soon to be released spin-off of the popular &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;X-Men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; films. The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wolverine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; trailer just came online today. I can't say I found much of it terribly exciting.  But, it doesn't look absolutely awful either.  I like Hugh Jackman a lot.  I liked him best in the first film.  Maybe he's lost some of his edge with his age?  Or maybe he lost it somewhere else.  Dunno.  I'd like to see more of it in this film. Liev Schriever looks great though!  Love him anyway, but, it looks like he could slam dunk this. I wonder, though, why Ryan Reynolds' &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deadpool&lt;/span&gt; wasn't in the trailer?  I also wonder why the women in this look so homogenous and forgettable?  I wonder why they cast that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friday Night Lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kid as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gambit&lt;/span&gt;?  Even in that milli-second of trailer time, he looked a bit bland.  I wonder why producers never learn that casting great actors is always the best move?  &lt;div&gt;I wonder why it's raining in southern California?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VksBVSZI2bc&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VksBVSZI2bc&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-3214797828350584198?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/3214797828350584198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=3214797828350584198' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/3214797828350584198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/3214797828350584198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/wolverineexcited-or-not.html' title='Wolverine...excited or not?'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-8942148926122841952</id><published>2009-03-19T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T09:27:21.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hal Holbrook's first</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That Evening Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; won the Audience Award for Best Narrative film, and the Best Ensemble Award at the South By Southwest, aka &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SXSW,&lt;/span&gt; film festival in Austin last week.  &lt;div&gt;I bring this up for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; reasons.   First of all, a friend of mine produced this film and she is one of the nicest people in this town.  She is going to make it big without screwing anyone over, and by being a genuine person.  Mark my words, it can be done. I got to see the film at a screening before it was finished.  I have to say, if handled right, the film's star, Hal Holbrook, could be in for an Oscar nomination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings up the second reason...surprisingly, this is Holbrook's first film lead. He remarked on it himself, that this was the first time he was the star of a movie.  He did it up right too, because I think he is in every frame of the film...or close to it. He's really terrific.  He's also another of the nicest people in this business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If karma has anything to do with it...this film should do well.  No release date yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="283"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/9625"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/9625" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="360" height="283"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-8942148926122841952?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/8942148926122841952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=8942148926122841952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8942148926122841952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8942148926122841952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/hal-holbrooks-first.html' title='Hal Holbrook&apos;s first'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-3885837679012093161</id><published>2009-03-18T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:48:50.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragic news</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img2.timeinc.net/instyle/images/2006/parties/121206_richardson_400X400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/instyle/images/2006/parties/121206_richardson_400X400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Natasha Richardson has died from injuries sustained in a skiing accident.  The family is, understandably, devastated.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was 45 years old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unbelievable sadness.  My heart goes out to her entire family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-3885837679012093161?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/3885837679012093161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=3885837679012093161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/3885837679012093161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/3885837679012093161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/tragic-news.html' title='Tragic news'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-4191817172981462035</id><published>2009-03-18T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T12:00:48.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And Away We Go!</title><content type='html'>I've been waiting for this trailer!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sam Mendes' &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Away We Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, starring Maya Rudolph and John Krasinski!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the beauty of having a star Director.  You can actually get your film made without having to cast mediocre movie stars that are totally wrong for the roles...like, this could have been Brad Pitt and Natalie Portman!  Oh God no, right?  Well, stay tuned, Natalie Portman and Brad Pitt just signed to a film together.  But, that's another story for a later time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Right now, I'm celebrating that Mendes was able to cast two people who actually look like two people shopping at my local Trader Joe's.  Strike that, I live in Hollywood. They look like two people shopping at The Gap in Baltimore.&lt;div&gt;I also think they are both pretty winning, and, apart from the Juno-esque cartoon credit thing-ys, this film looks charming, and sweet, and funny in a non-Judd Apatow sort of way.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeff Daniels, Allison Janney, Catherine O'Hara and Maggie Gyllenhaal are also in this movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm excited.   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Away We Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; opens June 5th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U21lpEqbRxk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U21lpEqbRxk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-4191817172981462035?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/4191817172981462035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=4191817172981462035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4191817172981462035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4191817172981462035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-away-we-go.html' title='And Away We Go!'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-306033576759447370</id><published>2009-03-16T16:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T16:56:15.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.celebrush.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/corbis-lindsay-lohan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 460px; height: 459px;" src="http://www.celebrush.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/corbis-lindsay-lohan.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never, in a million years, thought I would be the one to say this...but, can we just leave Lindsay Lohan the fuck alone already?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know she brought a lot of this on herself at the beginning.  Enjoyed it, flaunted it, whatever.  But, the girl is obviously self-destructive.  Why do we take so much glee in that?  Those people with the cameras in her face, just step off already.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, lately she's been looking like she's about a month away from walking into an off-duty hair salon, and shaving her head.  Daddy says she's in a "toxic relationship". Ya think?  I'm not blaming either girl...but, when there are police sitting outside your house and the neighbors can't sleep, when objects are flying through the windows, and you're spending all your money on cocaine, redbull, weird hats and leggings, it's time for someone to take you by the hand.  Honey, this is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; what a loving relationship should look like.  Okay?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-306033576759447370?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/306033576759447370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=306033576759447370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/306033576759447370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/306033576759447370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-world.html' title='What a world'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-1804303621062118250</id><published>2009-03-15T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T00:02:50.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ron Silver 1946 - 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.newsday.com/media/photo/2009-03/45594760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 325px;" src="http://www.newsday.com/media/photo/2009-03/45594760.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actor and political activist Ron Silver, 62, died Sunday after a battle with cancer, reports the NY Post:&lt;br /&gt;"Ron Silver died peacefully in his sleep with his family around him this morning," said Robin Bronk, executive director of the Creative Coalition, which Silver helped create.&lt;br /&gt;"He had been fighting esophageal cancer for two years and his family is making arrangements for a private service."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how many of the young 'uns know Ron Silver, but he was a pretty big star in his day.  Strangely, I just yesterday asked someone what ever happened to Ron Silver?  Nobody knew.  Here's a bit of education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ron Silver was born on July 2, 1946. He grew up on Manhattan's Lower East Side, and attended Stuyvesant High School. After graduating from the University of Buffalo with a degree in Spanish and Chinese, he received his master's degree in Chinese History from St. John's University and the College of Chinese Culture in Taiwan. Before turning to acting, he flirted with doing intelligence work. He took acting lessons while working on his masters degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silver was known as an intense, electrifying stage and film actor; for his performance in David Mamet's Broadway play Speed-The-Plow he won the Tony and Drama Desk awards. He also appeared on Broadway in "Hurlyburly" and "Social Security." In addition, he starred in two one-man shows, "And..." and "Bill Graham Presents." A dedicated political activist, Silver was a vocal supporter of environmental and anti-nuclear organizations. In 1988, he founded The Creative Coalition, a political action group calling for the involvement of artists in pressing social issues, and served on their Advisory Board.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was also an early supporter of Gay rights, women's equality...and strangely, George Bush.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rest In Peace, Ron.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-1804303621062118250?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/1804303621062118250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=1804303621062118250' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/1804303621062118250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/1804303621062118250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/ron-silver-1946-2009.html' title='Ron Silver 1946 - 2009'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-750259735912035507</id><published>2009-03-15T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T11:25:21.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Return Of The Musical?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.redbox.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/11/11/closeupfromnine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 494px; height: 343px;" src="http://blog.redbox.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/11/11/closeupfromnine.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not talking about that God awful musical number at this years Oscars.  You remember...the one with Beyonce?  No, I am talking about the for reals, genuine return of the musical.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two years ago, we had &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hairspray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dreamgirls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Across the Universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; all in the same season.  Last year we saw &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mamma Mia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a very poorly directed and questionably acted film, beat &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Titanic's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; box office record in the UK.  Oh yeah, and there's that&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; High School Musical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thing.  This year, we're anticipating the release of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sometime during Oscar season.  Color me skeptical on that one.  Daniel Day-Lewis, Penelope Cruz, Kate Hudson, Sophia Loren?  All singing?   I dunno.  Rob Marshall directs...also, a little scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake Gyllenhaal and Jim Carey are set to star in a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Damn Yankees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; remake.  I think these guys will be good...but, who are they gonna get to play Lola?  Those are some damn big dancing shoes to fill.  They better do it right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; There's also a rumor that Keira Knightley will be singing in a remake of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Fair Lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sometime in the near future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Um, okay...I've heard Knightley sing. Maybe Marni Nixon is still around?  You know, Nixon famously dubbed the singing voices of Audrey Hepburn, Natalie Wood and Deborah Kerr.  Now, everyone name the films!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.broadwaymusicalhome.com/images/wicked.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://www.broadwaymusicalhome.com/images/wicked.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, we have pre-production on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wicked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Exciting! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wicked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was a huge Broadway success, that takes on the story of Glinda, the good witch and Elphaba, the Wicked Witch of the West.  A prequel to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Wizard Of Oz, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;this has some killer songs and fantastic roles for two women who can sing, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  Thinking about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wicked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, actually, is what prompted me to write this post.  Nathanial, over at Film Experience...look under linkage...was addressing the question of casting for the new film version of&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Wicked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  The cool thing is...there are a few young film actresses who could actually cut the mustard. Anne Hathaway, for example,  has proven that she has Broadway pipes.  Although, I find her, rather blandish, she certainly has the star power and the ability to take on either role.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, if we head to the east coast, we see workshops and new Broadway musicals being born out of Hollywood.  This is not new.  We've seen our share of movie based disasters here...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Young Frankenstein, Tarzan, Dirty Rotten Scoundrels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...and winners...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Producers, The Lion King, Billy Elliot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thevine.com.au/resources/IMGDETAIL/060808095321_heathers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 455px; height: 290px;" src="http://www.thevine.com.au/resources/IMGDETAIL/060808095321_heathers.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now,  I just read where Kristen Bell is workshopping a new &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heathers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; musical, and as we already know, Evan Rachel Wood is set to topline Julie Taymor's new &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spiderman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; musical.  I haven't any idea how they'll pull of a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heathers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; musical, but, if they do...how awesome will that be?  Kristen Bell is a great choice too.  She is a NYU, Tisch School of the Arts graduate.  The real thing.  And as far as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spiderman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; goes, wow.  It will be like going to a musical circus.  I also think Wood is perfect for Mary Jane, with her girl next door looks, and rebellious edge.  Plus, once again, girlfriend can sing.  Actually, now that I think about it...the perfect cast for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wicked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is right there.  Kristen Bell and Evan Rachel Wood.   Settled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just leave you with this. The funniest woman working, Kristin Chenowith as Glinda, and Idina Menzel as Elphaba in the Broadway production of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wicked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BKY0RejvuoQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BKY0RejvuoQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-750259735912035507?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/750259735912035507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=750259735912035507' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/750259735912035507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/750259735912035507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/return-of-musical.html' title='Return Of The Musical?'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-7092513867278306045</id><published>2009-03-13T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T00:23:41.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Netflix...Pineapple express</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.tnr.com/tnr/blogs/the_plank/pineapple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 332px;" src="http://blogs.tnr.com/tnr/blogs/the_plank/pineapple.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My advice? Get stoned before you watch this movie, I mean like, really wasted, because....it's really not that funny.  This is the movie two 17 year old boys would make if they had 20 million to spend.  Or maybe...this is the film Quentin Tarantino would have made when he was 12 if &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he'd&lt;/span&gt; had 20 million to blow.  Or, the Coen Brothers might have made this when they were 10 if...well, you know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything about this film, starting with the script,  just...didn't rise to the occasion somehow.  I expected a lot more from David Gordon-Green, a director I think is a real talent.  I really have liked &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; of his other films.  This one, well, it looked like it was a lot of fun to make.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-7092513867278306045?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/7092513867278306045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=7092513867278306045' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/7092513867278306045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/7092513867278306045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-night-netflixpineapple-express.html' title='Friday Night Netflix...Pineapple express'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-8623253294587384041</id><published>2009-03-13T16:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T17:28:22.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Jon Stewart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.phooeyhoo.com/weblog/stewart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 468px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.phooeyhoo.com/weblog/stewart.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is going on here when the most honest, provocative and in your face journalism on television is coming from Comedy Central?  As Jon Stewart himself has said, he'll be happy to go back to being a comedian making fart noises and stupid jokes.  But, until the rest of the journalistic world get's off their scared little butts and starts to ask the tough questions...thank God for Stewart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, watch Jon Stewart's interview with Jim Cramer.  Cramer is a high profile television host of the show &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mad Money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, who famously hawked Bear Stearns stock right before they went under. He includes video footage of Cramer glibbly remarking how they play around, have fun and entertain themselves with other people's money.  All while we were sleeping soundly at night just knowing that our IRA's and 401K's were safe and sound.  Cramer took the fun to the airwaves via his show &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mad Money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and told people what the bankers wanted us to hear. At one point Stewart tells him "I understand that you want to make finance entertaining, but it's not a fucking game."  He was angry.  We are angry.  It's about time somebody made someone answer for their greed and power hungry choices.  Now, if we can get some of these other pansy ass journalists to start behaving like journalists and not celebrities or politicians...we might get somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cramer seemed contrite.  Let's see if he changes his tune once he's back on NBC.   I hope Cramer isn't the only one who gets raked over the coals...he's certainly not the only one who deserves to.  At least Cramer had the conjones to show up.  Or did he just think a comedy show was gonna be fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interview is too long to post here... you can watch the whole thing at Huffingtonpost.com or at Comedy Central.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, for your immediate viewing pleasure...there's this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="cc_box" style="position:relative"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comedycentral.com/" target="_blank" style="display:inline; float:left; width:60px; height:31px;"&gt;&lt;div class="cc_home" style="float:left; border:solid 1px #cfcfcf; border-width:1px 0px 0px 1px; width:60px; height:31px; background:url(&amp;quot;http://www.comedycentral.com/comedycentral/video/assets/syndicated-logo-out.png&amp;quot;);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font:bold 10px Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif; float:left; width:299px; height:31px; border:solid 1px #cfcfcf; border-width:1px 1px 0px 0px; overflow:hidden; color:#707070; position:relative;"&gt;&lt;div class="cc_show" style="position:relative; background-color:#e5e5e5;padding-left:3px; height:14px; padding-top:2px; overflow:hidden;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thedailyshow.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The Daily Show With Jon Stewart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="position:absolute; top:2px; right:3px;"&gt;M - Th 11p / 10c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="cc_title" style="font-size:11px; color:#868686; background-color:#f5f5f5; padding:3px; padding-top:1px; line-height:14px; height:21px; overflow:hidden;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thedailyshow.com/video/index.jhtml?videoId=220253&amp;amp;title=the-dow-knows-all" target="_blank"&gt;The Dow Knows All&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed style="float:left; clear:left;" src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:cms:item:comedycentral.com:220253" width="360" height="301" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="window" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="autoPlay=false" allowscriptaccess="always" allownetworking="all" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="cc_links" style="float:left; clear:left; width:358px; border:solid 1px #cfcfcf; border-top:0px; font:10px Arial,Helvetica,Verdana,sans-serif; color:#b9b9b9; background-color:#f5f5f5;"&gt;&lt;div style="width:177px; float:left; padding-left:3px;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.thedailyshow.com/full-episodes/index.jhtml"&gt;Daily Show Full Episodes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.comedycentral.com/shows/important_things/index.jhtml"&gt;Important Things w/ Demetri Martin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width:177px; float:left;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.indecisionforever.com/"&gt;Political Humor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://blog.indecisionforever.com/2009/03/13/jon-stewart-and-jim-cramer-the-extended-daily-show-interview/"&gt;Jim Cramer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-8623253294587384041?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/8623253294587384041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=8623253294587384041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8623253294587384041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8623253294587384041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/thank-you-jon-stewart.html' title='Thank You Jon Stewart'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-4726847410796147765</id><published>2009-03-13T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T10:43:37.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Education of Charlie Banks</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="360" height="233"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/8690"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/8690" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="360" height="233"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, this looks like the better of the Jesse Eisenberg releases. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Education Of Charlie Banks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; also stars Eva Amurri, who kicked ass in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Life Before Her Eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and is the daughter of Susan Sarandon.  Expecting great things from Eva!  Jesse Eisenberg and John Ritter's son Jason also star.  Three young actors worth pulling for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This film opens on March 27th in New York and Los Angeles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-4726847410796147765?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/4726847410796147765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=4726847410796147765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4726847410796147765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4726847410796147765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/education-of-charlie-banks.html' title='The Education of Charlie Banks'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-2810336971807503793</id><published>2009-03-12T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T18:10:28.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoiler alert...scenes I love.</title><content type='html'>If you've never seen &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some Kind Of Wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...what are you waiting for?  The best Mary Stuart Masterson, the best Eric Stoltz, and the best ending...or at least top ten...ever.  This is how &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pretty in Pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; have ended.  This also the best Lea Thompson actually, playing the popular Miss Amanda Jones.  The girl every guy wants.  This is my favorite John Hughes script....and this clip spoils the ending, so, proceed with caution!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s5VRAcWFgwI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s5VRAcWFgwI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-2810336971807503793?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/2810336971807503793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=2810336971807503793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/2810336971807503793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/2810336971807503793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/spoiler-alertscenes-i-love.html' title='Spoiler alert...scenes I love.'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-8109209844785081064</id><published>2009-03-12T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:41:15.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventureland trailer</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="360" height="274"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/9116"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/9116" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="360" height="274"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh...this looks terrible.  I don't understand why interviewers always say Kristen Stewart is discerning about the roles she takes.  I think it is quite the opposite.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Messengers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  In The Land Of Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zathura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jumper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?  Well...I guess &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; did make her a big star, but...I dunno.  She seems like a good actress, maybe she should pass every now and then. I may be a snob, but I can't take anymore jacking off, drinking and naked girl jokes...I just can't.  I am, however, impressed that the guy can climb out of a cold swimming pool with a "boner".  Jesse Eisenberg...brother of the Pepsi girl, 'member her, also stars in this pic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this movie is opening soon....if you're interested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-8109209844785081064?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/8109209844785081064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=8109209844785081064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8109209844785081064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8109209844785081064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/adventureland-trailer.html' title='Adventureland trailer'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-3038235771430727480</id><published>2009-03-12T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:59:05.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.givememyremote.com/remote/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/seacrest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 384px;" src="http://www.givememyremote.com/remote/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/seacrest.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last night, I don't have a movie to watch, nothings on the tellie, and I don't feel like doing anything else....so, along with about 20 million other people in the country, I watched American Idol.  I'm not a fan.  But, I did make a couple of observations that I wanted to share with my loyal listeners.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all Ryan Seacrest.  There has been a lot of shit said about Ryan Seacrest.  His mother must be on drugs to keep from storming the gates of every gossip blogger in town.  But, I think he's a decent guy.  Not only do I think he's a decent guy, I think he's smart as all hell, and has worked his ass off to get where he is.  This man has how many jobs?  At least three that I know of, and that's not counting the several shows he's producing.  He started out as a radio disc jockey in Raleigh, North Carolina for cryin' out loud, and now the man makes 35 million a year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.televisioninternet.com/news/pictures/emmys-ryan-seacrest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 420px; height: 275px;" src="http://www.televisioninternet.com/news/pictures/emmys-ryan-seacrest.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also noticed how genuine he was with the young girl who was tossed off the show last night.  A very talented young girl of 17, I believe.  She was visibly quite upset, and Seacrest was really comforting.  I dunno...smart and nice?  Angelina Jolie aside, most of the actors who talk to him on the red carpet, like him too.  So, two thumbs up for Ryan Seacrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cache.gawker.com/assets/images/idolator/2008/12/kanye_west-gal-products.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 431px; height: 300px;" src="http://cache.gawker.com/assets/images/idolator/2008/12/kanye_west-gal-products.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other thing I noticed was Kanye West.  I know I've gone here before, but, how could I not mention that his live performance last night on American Idol, would not have gotten him through to the next round.  If he was a contestant...he'd be out.  Actually, with that performance, he'd never have gotten on the show.  I watched two incredible singers get the boot, including that afore mentioned young girl.  I watched Mr. West's performance shoehorned in between them.  That 17 year old girl...blew him off the stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How did this guy get to be so famous?  Someone please tell me.  Seriously, I'd like to know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-3038235771430727480?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/3038235771430727480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=3038235771430727480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/3038235771430727480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/3038235771430727480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/american-idol.html' title='American Idol?'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-4103757956015023570</id><published>2009-03-11T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T03:13:46.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>500 Days Of Summer</title><content type='html'>The big Fox Searchlight film for 2009.  Picked it up at Sundance this year.  Is this their fourth little indie that could? Coming soon...so, stay tuned.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="520" height="277"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/9268"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-4103757956015023570?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/4103757956015023570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=4103757956015023570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4103757956015023570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4103757956015023570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/500-days-of-summer.html' title='500 Days Of Summer'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-1654496343225369035</id><published>2009-03-10T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T17:44:59.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keanu Reeves' best role...</title><content type='html'>Joachin Phoenix when he was still called Leaf, and Diane Wiest is a Goddess.  Movie mom of the month, coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EdUfAb3qDbE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EdUfAb3qDbE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-1654496343225369035?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/1654496343225369035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=1654496343225369035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/1654496343225369035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/1654496343225369035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/keanu-reeves-best-role.html' title='Keanu Reeves&apos; best role...'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-8885947745737692380</id><published>2009-03-08T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T00:19:27.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vicky, Cristina and Juan Antonio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.entertainment.sky.com/image/unscaled/2009/2/3/Vicky-Christina-Barcelona-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 570px; height: 364px;" src="http://media.entertainment.sky.com/image/unscaled/2009/2/3/Vicky-Christina-Barcelona-09.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Cristina.  A woman so fucking boring that even she thinks she's fucking boring.  Maybe she would have been fucking boring anyway, but, she is also portrayed by Scarlett Johansson, a really fucking boring actress.  So, I cared not a whit about anything to do with Cristina.  However, I will say, it is fascinating to watch her impossibly high-set, cantalope-esque breasts dominate each scene that she's in.  Also, her kinda largish ass.  I must admit, her body is mesmerizing.  But, my God, she better take care of that asset, because I don't see her rounding the bend with anything else.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.austinchronicle.com/binary/c313/VickyChristinaBarcelona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 293px;" src="http://www.austinchronicle.com/binary/c313/VickyChristinaBarcelona.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's Vicky and Cristina.  Vicky is even more boring then Cristina.  Rebecca Hall plays Vicky.  Hall is a solid actress who was a stand out in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Prestige&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, as well as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frost/Nixon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  She's usually someone I like to watch.  Here, she was just another stupid ass, boring woman making stupid ass boring mistakes.  Was I supposed to believe that Juan Antonio was her one true love?  Oh please.  For a movie that was supposed to be about sex, and passion and love and heat and craziness and living wild and whatever it was supposed to be about...wow....were these women stupid and boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWOXmjFGlEM/SK1EzhNLI8I/AAAAAAAAEuY/Lt3NrB5cWr8/s400/Vicky%2BCristina%2BBarcelona%2BMovie%2BStills%2BNZKM3NivE6Wl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWOXmjFGlEM/SK1EzhNLI8I/AAAAAAAAEuY/Lt3NrB5cWr8/s400/Vicky%2BCristina%2BBarcelona%2BMovie%2BStills%2BNZKM3NivE6Wl.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But wait...Here's Juan Antonio.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;, I am beginning to understand why the women end up with each other.  This guy is a real snooze-fest.  He's a smooth operator, no doubt. He knows how to move in, break the ice, and get the women in bed with him. But, after that?  Well...apparently, he can paint.  He's a tortured artist or something.  He's completely uninteresting, and, outside of the bedroom...limp.  Yes, I know that Javier Bardem is hot....looking.  But, oddly, there is no real heat coming off this man. Not here anyway. When he and Scarlett go in for, what seemed an eternity of close up kissing, it just makes you want to get it over with.  It's not sexy, it's not hot, and it didn't make me want to kiss either one of them....ever. Yes, yes, I know...they don't want to kiss me either, but that's not the point. They're on the screen together.  They're supposed to be my fantasy. But, it just looks like his beard is scratching her face, and he just looks like he's worried Penelope is gonna kick his ass if he enjoys it for a minute.  This big love scene is just...painful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.reelmovienews.com/images/gallery/vicky-cristina-barcelona-photo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 443px; height: 401px;" src="http://www.reelmovienews.com/images/gallery/vicky-cristina-barcelona-photo.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, after sitting through half the movie wondering when it's going to be funny, or charming, or sexy...in walks Maria Elena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.canaltcm.com/myfiles/ap/penelope-vicky.cristina.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 445px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.canaltcm.com/myfiles/ap/penelope-vicky.cristina.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God for small favors, I say.  Penelope Cruz won an Oscar for her role here, and I don't disagree.  I think she's fantastic.  She brings the hot.  She brings the crazy.  She brings the unpredictable, and the fantasy that makes you say...oh, I 'd like to do that!  And when she says she is the one with the talent and that Juan Antonio stole from her...it's obvious that is true.  She's a person ruled by her passion. I finally see someone up there I want to hang out with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www4.pictures.fp.zimbio.com/Vicky+Cristina+Barcelona+Movie+Stills+SZTY_qouxuml.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 594px; height: 382px;" src="http://www4.pictures.fp.zimbio.com/Vicky+Cristina+Barcelona+Movie+Stills+SZTY_qouxuml.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it matters not if you think she's attractive, or not.  She's a fierce woman. When she's not on screen...I'm picking my nose, or thinking about what's for dinner.  I take issue with Woody on a lot of the film's problems, especially that narration.  Who the hell is that supposed to be?  Just some disembodied random voice?  I hate that shit! But, also, the way he filmed Miss Cruz.  Her work, really had to find it's way to us.  She had some beauty shots, of course, but whenever Maria Elena really got crazy, or lost her cool...the camera seemed to fear getting too close.  Damn, that's when I wanted to get a better look. It seemed Woody kept his distance during Penelope's most brilliant bits.  Odd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2008/08/14/arts/15barcelona-600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 330px;" src="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2008/08/14/arts/15barcelona-600.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd have to give &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vicky Christina Barcelona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a C...sorry Woody. If it's any consolation, it was better then &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Scoop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Let's hope his next one is a return to the old Woody.  I hear from the grapevine it's very funny.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever Works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...coming in June.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.themovieblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/whateverworks01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 448px; height: 302px;" src="http://www.themovieblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/whateverworks01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-8885947745737692380?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/8885947745737692380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=8885947745737692380' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8885947745737692380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8885947745737692380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/vicky-christina-and-juan-antonio.html' title='Vicky, Cristina and Juan Antonio'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QWOXmjFGlEM/SK1EzhNLI8I/AAAAAAAAEuY/Lt3NrB5cWr8/s72-c/Vicky%2BCristina%2BBarcelona%2BMovie%2BStills%2BNZKM3NivE6Wl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-5211483285568342603</id><published>2009-03-06T10:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T11:08:01.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing along</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://massappealmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/winnielangleyknp_228x340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 340px;" src="http://massappealmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/winnielangleyknp_228x340.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hippo Birdy to me, Hippo Birdy to me, Hippo Birdy dear SallyBelle, Hippo Birdy to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just past the halfway mark!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-5211483285568342603?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/5211483285568342603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=5211483285568342603' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/5211483285568342603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/5211483285568342603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/sing-along.html' title='Sing along'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-5498542929851294565</id><published>2009-03-05T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:29:44.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Give You Anything But Love, Baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/Heartland/Plains/1712/hepburn/bringingupbaby4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 402px; height: 495px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/Heartland/Plains/1712/hepburn/bringingupbaby4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the only thing I've plenty of, Baby.  Swoon.  I still miss these guys!  If you've never seen &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bringing Up Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...check it out.  Cary Grant in a screwball comedy.  Heaven.  Also, check him out as Mortimer in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arsenic And Old Lace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!  Love the man...and Kate ain't so bad either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-5498542929851294565?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/5498542929851294565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=5498542929851294565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/5498542929851294565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/5498542929851294565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-cant-give-you-anything-but-love-baby.html' title='I Can&apos;t Give You Anything But Love, Baby.'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-8724234949601819619</id><published>2009-03-04T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:05:46.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phoenix, Bale, Independent Spirit Awards</title><content type='html'>I resisted this for weeks.  But, I just ran into it again, and...it's funny.  And since the Spirit Awards are irreverent to begin with...towards everyone...I did not find it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; offensive.  I may still burn in Hell for laughing...but, at least I'll be in good company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IPLs6v_52GQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IPLs6v_52GQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-8724234949601819619?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/8724234949601819619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=8724234949601819619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8724234949601819619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8724234949601819619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/phoenix-bale-independent-spirit-awards.html' title='Phoenix, Bale, Independent Spirit Awards'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-430781675694260680</id><published>2009-03-03T14:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T15:53:18.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sally Cristina Barcelona?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://poptimal.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/vicky-christina-barcelona-cropped-283x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 300px;" src="http://poptimal.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/vicky-christina-barcelona-cropped-283x300.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today from Netflix, I finally received &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vicky Cristina Barcelona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  The film had such a long wait, and as I was unwilling to buy, and wasn't able to get my hands on a screener...I have yet to watch this movie.  Even though I pulled for Penelope, and was happy when she won an Oscar for her role in the film.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm bringing this up, because the timing...is interesting.  I also had the "pleasure" this morning, while listening to my favorite progressive radio station, to hear a clip from the Rush Limbaugh show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; In the clip, Rush was pontificating on the women's equality movement and what it meant to him.  Apparently, according to Rush, the women's movement was all about unattractive women finding a way to gain power in our society. Those bad unattractive, lesbian types!  How dare they fuck up our fabulous patriarchal society! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; The thing is...I've been thinking a lot about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; place in this society.  As an attractive straight woman, I wonder who fucked up and gave me the brain of a man?  Couldn't I watch&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Vicky Cristina Barcelona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and decide, I too, wanted to have sex with Scarlett Johansson?  Maybe that would explain all these years of wanting to play baseball.  Of loving &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Die hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Godfather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...and, if you can believe Judd Apatow...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Back To The Future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? Why do I cuss like a sailor, and hate to get dressed up for events and weddings?  Come to think of it...why do I hate weddings too?  Was I a lesbian that was only attracted to men?  Who's responsible for this screw up?  I can drive, I can parallel park even.  I can read a map, throw a football, operate a power saw, do math, drink beer and I like to have a good cigar when I play poker.  What the hell is wrong with me?  Did I mention I also have an urge to shave my head?  Hair is such a pain in the ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is this the fault of those radical women who started this equality shit back during the Revolutionary war?  Would I have been happier shuffling around the kitchen, not a thought in my head about having access to everything that men did?  Especially Scarlett Johansson?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure what the point I am trying to make is...except that I am damn tired of walking past Victoria's Secret and seeing it full of women buying uncomfortable underwear to impress some man.  I am tired of Bratz dolls, and seeing young girls walking through the mall half-naked. I'd like to put Dita Von Teese in a barrel and roll her over Niagra falls. I am tired of the pressure that women are under to be "feminine."  I am feminine!  Why can't we, as a society, except that there are straight women who don't like to wear dresses, and there are straight men who do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/2008/images/03/19/p2_chastain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/2008/images/03/19/p2_chastain.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This moment...was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; about a woman taking off her shirt, you know?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look,   I had my place in the sun.  I'm just sorry I wasted so much of it trying to be pretty, instead of using my "man brain" to take care of myself and not feel guilty about it.  I just hope, that one day, my daughters will feel so fucking worthwhile, that they won't need a man to let them have it all.  They'll simply want a man...or a woman...to be their partner in life.  Not their savior.  And they won't relinquish their dreams to anyone who is willing to let them.  There are too many good people out there, why waste time with the ninnys?  I'm just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please can we have more women screenwriters and filmmakers?  Please, can we have more movies starring women that don't revolve around shopping, weddings, gossip, and three ways?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  So, on to Vicky, and Cristina and Maria Elena.  If nothing else...I'm sure I'm gonna love Barcelona.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-430781675694260680?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/430781675694260680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=430781675694260680' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/430781675694260680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/430781675694260680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/sally-christina-barcelona.html' title='Sally Cristina Barcelona?'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-2345796109421453191</id><published>2009-03-02T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T11:44:02.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trailer Battle For Terra</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Battle For Terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is an independent animated film created by a small Animation company called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snoot, &lt;/span&gt;a Canadian company &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt; outside the Disney/Pixar stronghold.  No studio, no studio affiliation, no studio support.  The film premiered at the Toronto film festival in 2007 to good reviews.  I am happy to see that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Terra&lt;/span&gt; has found a distributor, and will be opening in the U.S. in May.  It looks like a great story, and although the animation cannot possibly be up to Pixar standards, I wish this film well.  What it must take to make an animated film in the Independent film world is hard to imagine.  My hat is off to the people at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snoot&lt;/span&gt; for seeing it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="260"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/8934"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/8934" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="450" height="260"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-2345796109421453191?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/2345796109421453191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=2345796109421453191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/2345796109421453191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/2345796109421453191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/03/trailer-battle-for-terra.html' title='Trailer Battle For Terra'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-7596986529147069128</id><published>2009-02-28T12:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:17:33.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie endings I hate! A League Of Their Own</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.clschools.org/projecteagle/mpics/peachpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 327px;" src="http://www.clschools.org/projecteagle/mpics/peachpic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I adore &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A League of Their Own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  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?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rWoD2sQ9LiU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rWoD2sQ9LiU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZH1tKFpfimc/STB96ds66qI/AAAAAAAAAi0/2zJl8J_KIEY/s400/A+League+of+Their+Own+_+Geena+Davis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZH1tKFpfimc/STB96ds66qI/AAAAAAAAAi0/2zJl8J_KIEY/s400/A+League+of+Their+Own+_+Geena+Davis.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;female&lt;/span&gt; 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.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lazydork.com/movies/leagueoftheirown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 299px;" src="http://www.lazydork.com/movies/leagueoftheirown.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/070807/gallery/league_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/070807/gallery/league_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  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. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1FUB8SrlQAE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1FUB8SrlQAE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ladiesdotdotdot.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/leage-own.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://ladiesdotdotdot.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/leage-own.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-7596986529147069128?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/7596986529147069128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=7596986529147069128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/7596986529147069128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/7596986529147069128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/02/movie-ending-that-needs-to-change.html' title='Movie endings I hate! A League Of Their Own'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZH1tKFpfimc/STB96ds66qI/AAAAAAAAAi0/2zJl8J_KIEY/s72-c/A+League+of+Their+Own+_+Geena+Davis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-8682058207303353989</id><published>2009-02-27T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T00:00:39.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Netflix</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.boxoffice.es/wp-content/uploads/the-bank-job.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 388px;" src="http://www.boxoffice.es/wp-content/uploads/the-bank-job.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I did take this evening to chill out and watch a movie.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Bank Job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; starring Jason Stratham and Saffron Burrows.  Quite well done, I found it more engaging then the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ocean's Eleven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sequels, as well as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Italian Job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...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!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-8682058207303353989?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/8682058207303353989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=8682058207303353989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8682058207303353989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8682058207303353989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday-night-netflix.html' title='Friday Night Netflix'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-5013705262251975989</id><published>2009-02-27T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:49:49.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's Freud when you need him?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://twistedphysics.typepad.com/cocktail_party_physics/images/2007/06/25/cyclone2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 678px;" src="http://twistedphysics.typepad.com/cocktail_party_physics/images/2007/06/25/cyclone2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-5013705262251975989?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/5013705262251975989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=5013705262251975989' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/5013705262251975989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/5013705262251975989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/02/wheres-freud-when-you-need-him.html' title='Where&apos;s Freud when you need him?'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-95249859244481181</id><published>2009-02-25T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T11:55:06.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worth seeing again</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8hODxuEKHWc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8hODxuEKHWc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-95249859244481181?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/95249859244481181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=95249859244481181' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/95249859244481181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/95249859244481181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/02/worth-seeing-again.html' title='Worth seeing again'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-4039377902171566933</id><published>2009-02-24T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T13:17:07.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Mother of the Month - Aurora</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image.guardian.co.uk/sys-images/Film/Pix/pictures/2008/08/04/RGA_termsofendearment460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 460px; height: 276px;" src="http://image.guardian.co.uk/sys-images/Film/Pix/pictures/2008/08/04/RGA_termsofendearment460.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you've never seen &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Terms of Endearment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...what?!  You've never seen &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Terms of Endearment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? Stop now and go watch it.  As I was saying...I spoil the whole movie here, so, be forewarned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kD5t9zlR9P0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kD5t9zlR9P0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.insidesocal.com/outinhollywood/.aaaaaaashirley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 369px;" src="http://www.insidesocal.com/outinhollywood/.aaaaaaashirley.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I see, they were co-dependent all along.  It &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; a relationship that worked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/080506/Mothers/Terms-of-Enderment_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/080506/Mothers/Terms-of-Enderment_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G9jP4Rdpol8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G9jP4Rdpol8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xmULsEAkviI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xmULsEAkviI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-4039377902171566933?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/4039377902171566933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=4039377902171566933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4039377902171566933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/4039377902171566933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/02/movie-mother-of-month.html' title='Movie Mother of the Month - Aurora'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-6423470270868549212</id><published>2009-02-23T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:02:56.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So...what did you think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gUmIJ0i2kNs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gUmIJ0i2kNs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2009 recession era Oscar show...was pretty good.  Jackman was great.  Loved the opening number...but, then, Poof!  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Prestige&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That being said...the Phoenix/Bale joke at the Independent Spirit Awards was &lt;/span&gt;way&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; funny.  It was short and sweet and mostly ripped Bale.  The two of them made for a funny pair.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Then there was this.  Brilliant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Q0Og-UckDY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Q0Og-UckDY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jai Ho&lt;/span&gt; as well as the composer. Fun times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LC_9CIh3u-w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LC_9CIh3u-w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they had only cut that Beyonce number, it would have been just about right.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-6423470270868549212?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/6423470270868549212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=6423470270868549212' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/6423470270868549212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/6423470270868549212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/02/sowhat-did-you-all-think.html' title='So...what did you think?'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-452004369585707213</id><published>2009-02-23T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T00:39:34.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscar winners</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qzd9HIsRWeA/SYo97aolZuI/AAAAAAAAUN4/cFpJnUz-rYg/s400/Slumdog+Jai+Ho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qzd9HIsRWeA/SYo97aolZuI/AAAAAAAAUN4/cFpJnUz-rYg/s400/Slumdog+Jai+Ho.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Departures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; though.  I was also wrong about a big surprise happening.  No surprises. Unless &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Departures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; over &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Waltz With Bashir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; counts for that.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it's on to 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Winners&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Picture&lt;/span&gt;: “Slumdog Millionaire”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Director&lt;/span&gt;: Danny Boyle, “Slumdog Millionaire”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Actor&lt;/span&gt;: Sean Penn, “Milk”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Actress&lt;/span&gt;: Kate Winslet, “The Reader”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Supporting Actor&lt;/span&gt;: Heath Ledger, “The Dark Knight”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); "&gt;Best Supporting Actress&lt;/span&gt;: Penelope Cruz, “Vicky Cristina Barcelona”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Adapted Screenplay&lt;/span&gt;: “Slumdog Millionaire”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Original Screenplay&lt;/span&gt;: “Milk”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Art Direction&lt;/span&gt;: “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Cinematography&lt;/span&gt;: “Slumdog Millionaire”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Costume Design&lt;/span&gt;: “The Duchess”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Film Editing&lt;/span&gt;: “Slumdog Millionaire”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Makeup&lt;/span&gt;: “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Music&lt;/span&gt; (Original Score): “Slumdog Millionaire”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Music&lt;/span&gt; (Original Song): “Jai Ho” from “Slumdog Millionaire”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Sound Editing&lt;/span&gt;: “The Dark Knight”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Sound Mixing&lt;/span&gt;: “Slumdog Millionaire”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Visual Effects&lt;/span&gt;: “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Animated Feature Film&lt;/span&gt;: “WALL-E”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Foreign Language Film&lt;/span&gt;: “Departures”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Documentary Feature&lt;/span&gt;: “Man on Wire”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Documentary Short&lt;/span&gt;: “Smile Pinki”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Short Film (Animated)&lt;/span&gt;: “La Maison en Petits Cubes”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Best Short Film (Live Action)&lt;/span&gt;: “Toyland”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-452004369585707213?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/452004369585707213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=452004369585707213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/452004369585707213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/452004369585707213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/02/oscar-winners.html' title='Oscar winners'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qzd9HIsRWeA/SYo97aolZuI/AAAAAAAAUN4/cFpJnUz-rYg/s72-c/Slumdog+Jai+Ho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-7124307959151438693</id><published>2009-02-22T12:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T01:35:12.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Independent Spirit Effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.accesshollywood.com/content/images/85/415x0/85041_mickey-rourke-and-sean-penn-during-vh1s-14th-annual-critics-choice-awards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 415px; height: 555px;" src="http://www.accesshollywood.com/content/images/85/415x0/85041_mickey-rourke-and-sean-penn-during-vh1s-14th-annual-critics-choice-awards.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mickey Rourke won on Saturday...meaning, he should lose on Sunday.  Independent Spirit Awards Saturday, Oscars Sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; seems so long ago already, whereas &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Wrestler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; seems to just be taking off.  Penn hasn't helped himself much either...seeming to back away from campaigning too hard....for whatever reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, ya'll, this is so impossible to call!  Even though my intuition &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; 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? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; It sure will make for some drama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; 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.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everybody&lt;/span&gt; loves a winner, Mickey.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-7124307959151438693?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/7124307959151438693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=7124307959151438693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/7124307959151438693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/7124307959151438693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/02/independent-spirit-effect.html' title='Independent Spirit Effect'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-2550090928255844924</id><published>2009-02-21T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T23:06:02.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Geez...Oscar 1989</title><content type='html'>I tried to resist doing this...but, I...just...couldn't.  Yes...it's the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snow White&lt;/span&gt; clip.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;five minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; before this clip...it is entirely too painful to watch the whole thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uZSTBumSQ4Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uZSTBumSQ4Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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.  &lt;div&gt;What were they thinking?  I mean, what the fuck were they thinking?  Lily Tomlin, God bless her, almost managed to save it.  Almost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-2550090928255844924?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/2550090928255844924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=2550090928255844924' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/2550090928255844924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/2550090928255844924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-geez.html' title='Oh Geez...Oscar 1989'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-620635747612439879</id><published>2009-02-21T13:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T00:47:31.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Oscar Predictions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9IY2B99RZIo/SYeR3iXn9EI/AAAAAAAADFg/cUsO4qX6GFQ/s400/oscars+poster.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9IY2B99RZIo/SYeR3iXn9EI/AAAAAAAADFg/cUsO4qX6GFQ/s400/oscars+poster.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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 &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Alan Arkin &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; Adrian Brody for crying out loud!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;BEST PICTURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;BEST DIRECTOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Danny Boyle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;BEST ACTOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mickey Rourke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alt. Sean Penn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;BEST ACTRESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate Winslet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spoiler Melissa Leo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;BEST SUPPORTING ACTOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heath Ledger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spoiler Robert Downey Jr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;BEST SUPPORTING ACTRESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Penelope Cruz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spoiler Amy Adams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Film Editing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cinematograph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Art Direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Original Screenplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dustin Lance Black - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Adapted Screenplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simon Beaufoy - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Costume Design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Duchess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Score&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jai Ho - Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sound Mixing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sound Editing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alt. Wanted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Animated Film&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wall E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Make Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Visual Effects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Documentary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man On Wire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alt. Trouble the Water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Documentary Short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Smile Pinki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Foreign Film&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waltz with Bashir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alt. The Class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Live Action Short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spielzeugland (Toyland)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Animated Short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La Maison En Petits Cubes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alt. Presto!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-620635747612439879?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/620635747612439879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=620635747612439879' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/620635747612439879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/620635747612439879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/02/final-oscar-predictions.html' title='Final Oscar Predictions'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9IY2B99RZIo/SYeR3iXn9EI/AAAAAAAADFg/cUsO4qX6GFQ/s72-c/oscars+poster.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-8647355327857151824</id><published>2009-02-20T14:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T14:54:36.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny People trailer</title><content type='html'>I'm not a huge Judd Apatow fan...as in "He's a God and can do no wrong".  On the other hand...he &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; 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. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo...the trailer for Judd Apatow's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Funny People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; starring adam sandler, SETH ROGEN, jonah hill,  and LESLIE MANN.  Oh, also Eric Bana, and Jason Schwartzman.  Opening July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" height="375" width="400" align="middle" data="http://o.aolcdn.com/mediaplayer/players/fpm/fpm.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://o.aolcdn.com/mediaplayer/players/fpm/fpm.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="autoplay=false&amp;amp;playerId=player1000&amp;amp;assetId=video:asset:pmms:2435204"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-8647355327857151824?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/8647355327857151824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=8647355327857151824' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8647355327857151824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8647355327857151824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/02/funny-people-trailer.html' title='Funny People trailer'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-868270099206243647</id><published>2009-02-20T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T14:04:08.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscar Sunday</title><content type='html'>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 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;High School Musical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be back later with my final predictions for Oscar...and more.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are offended by strong language...please, don't watch this....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/947D0IlrEZs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/947D0IlrEZs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-868270099206243647?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/868270099206243647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=868270099206243647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/868270099206243647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/868270099206243647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/02/oscar-sunday.html' title='Oscar Sunday'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-7658668665352562428</id><published>2009-02-19T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T09:00:50.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You ever have one of those days?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/telegraph/multimedia/archive/00788/the-exorcist-film_788838a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 460px; height: 288px;" src="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/telegraph/multimedia/archive/00788/the-exorcist-film_788838a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to get my head on straight. I'm sick with a stomach flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to be back soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-7658668665352562428?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/7658668665352562428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=7658668665352562428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/7658668665352562428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/7658668665352562428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-ever-have-one-of-those-days.html' title='You ever have one of those days?'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-6098734460208607396</id><published>2009-02-16T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T15:30:15.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Love Alec</title><content type='html'>Just in case you missed this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aram&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/gcNujLr0EWaTTCbO1D2OEQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-6098734460208607396?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/6098734460208607396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=6098734460208607396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/6098734460208607396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/6098734460208607396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/02/gotta-love-alec.html' title='Gotta Love Alec'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-6010518291283488769</id><published>2009-02-16T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T09:03:43.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel Craig as Moses?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dvdtalk.com/reviews/images/reviews/166/1230045716_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://www.dvdtalk.com/reviews/images/reviews/166/1230045716_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally watched &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Defiance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; last night.  Honestly, it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; 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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of Spoilers, and run on sentences, here...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.topnews.in/files/Defiance-movie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.topnews.in/files/Defiance-movie1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my husband really liked it.  And there were some truly powerful moments.  I just wish it had been more focused.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.g4vault.com/images/o6lz8rsztlnqqg19al1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 608px; height: 304px;" src="http://www.g4vault.com/images/o6lz8rsztlnqqg19al1.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alice In Wonderland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, so high hopes!  Jamie and Liev just are great.  Consistently.  Someone get them some better movies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-6010518291283488769?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/6010518291283488769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=6010518291283488769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/6010518291283488769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/6010518291283488769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/02/daniel-craig-as-moses.html' title='Daniel Craig as Moses?'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-8879211489974020014</id><published>2009-02-13T10:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T10:47:54.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Oscars - the trailer</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H7NY4EumAmU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H7NY4EumAmU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-8879211489974020014?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/8879211489974020014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=8879211489974020014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8879211489974020014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8879211489974020014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/02/2009-oscars-trailer.html' title='2009 Oscars - the trailer'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-593360760608799629</id><published>2009-02-12T17:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T17:25:06.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Survivor confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.realitytvmagazine.com/blog/images/2008/10/080905-survivor-probst-hmed_hmedium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 410px; height: 273px;" src="http://www.realitytvmagazine.com/blog/images/2008/10/080905-survivor-probst-hmed_hmedium.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight Season 18!  Just in the nick of time, because Top Chef is almost dunzo.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know...I'm disgusting.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the movies tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-593360760608799629?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/593360760608799629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=593360760608799629' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/593360760608799629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/593360760608799629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-survivor-confession.html' title='My Survivor confession'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-8657926102035211154</id><published>2009-02-10T16:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:52:34.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curious Indeed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.guim.co.uk/sys-images/Film/Pix/pictures/2009/2/5/1233848590893/Still-from-The-Curious-Ca-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 460px; height: 276px;" src="http://static.guim.co.uk/sys-images/Film/Pix/pictures/2009/2/5/1233848590893/Still-from-The-Curious-Ca-001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was impossible not to be reminded of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forrest Gump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  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 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gumpy&lt;/span&gt; that it had the adverse effect of taking me right out of the moment.  All I could see was that damn box of chocolates. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images1.fanpop.com/images/photos/1800000/lt-Dan-forrest-gump-1815032-342-396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 342px; height: 396px;" src="http://images1.fanpop.com/images/photos/1800000/lt-Dan-forrest-gump-1815032-342-396.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't particularly love &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forrest Gump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  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?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.entertainmentwise.com/photos/Image/benjaminbutton2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 430px; height: 287px;" src="http://www.entertainmentwise.com/photos/Image/benjaminbutton2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SZJU53jTWaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/RKIN33MKih8/s1600-h/tccobb17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SZJU53jTWaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/RKIN33MKih8/s400/tccobb17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301393064509790626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; isn't the one with the Oscar nomination.  It is one of the best pieces of acting I've seen all year.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;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.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;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.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-8657926102035211154?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/8657926102035211154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=8657926102035211154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8657926102035211154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/8657926102035211154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/02/curious-indeed.html' title='Curious Indeed'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SZJU53jTWaI/AAAAAAAAAHo/RKIN33MKih8/s72-c/tccobb17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1587766100191642656.post-5507017935720925346</id><published>2009-02-10T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T00:54:11.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're mother was a hamster...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img106.imageshack.us/img106/9381/kniggits5hw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img106.imageshack.us/img106/9381/kniggits5hw.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and your father smelled of elderberries!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1587766100191642656-5507017935720925346?l=thescreenzone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/feeds/5507017935720925346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1587766100191642656&amp;postID=5507017935720925346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/5507017935720925346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1587766100191642656/posts/default/5507017935720925346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescreenzone.blogspot.com/2009/02/youre-mother-is-hamster.html' title='You&apos;re mother was a hamster...'/><author><name>Sally Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00522865527270681536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RftuCo_XZws/SN_CcCoDDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sNYg88Zq0Yk/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
