Have you missed me? If not, I’ve missed me. I am still on track with my film watching, and let me say, I have learned so much in the past 48 weeks. Films are an endless source of knowledge. For example, who knew Santa was Russian AND tatted? SA-weet (#47). Or that James Bond grew … Continue reading
I see what you are doing here Ben. I tried to ignore the fact that you are playing Tony Mendez, a plum role that could have gone to any number of Latino actors. But I won’t play the “essentialist” card because what you are doing is not a game and this elitistacademic don’t play. I’m … Continue reading
Okay, I wish I would tell you that I have been buried under a mound of paperwork and have only now just crawled out to pump life into this blog that is about on life support, but alas, I cannot. It’s more like I am still buried and have managed to get one hand out … Continue reading
WWAD? What would Adorno do? Laugh smugly at the rightness of his theory because the lower class revolution lead by The Mob (seriously) is set to syncopated remixes and ready to sell out with, or rather to, a swoosh. How will the lower classes rise up against the man? With a dance, dance revolution, sponsored … Continue reading
Brave was virtually unrecognizable as a Disney princess film. There was no handsome prince. The family was intact. The antagonist didn’t have purple eye shadow. I admired Merida’s strength and spirit. I thought the voice actors were fantastic, especially Emma and Billy. Much has been made about Merida’s hair, which was its own character, and … Continue reading
Either way, count me in because James Franco is an artist who only acts in art like General Hospital (which I love by the way but wish Sam would disappear and never come back so Jason and Elizabeth would be together forever) and Your Highness (which I believe was the true sign of the apocalypse, … Continue reading
No. That was almost the sum of my commentary, but it felt like cheating. I also thought about seeing a different movie so I didn’t have to talk about this film, but that also felt like cheating, which I loathe, not to mention I am contemptuous of cheaters as any good elitistacademic would be. So … Continue reading
This is not THAT movie. I mean it is, but it isn’t. Let me back up. I realize that I’ve skipped ahead two films. But I’ve been sick, and I thought Magic Mike would provide some lighthearted fun, and, you know, Channing Tatum dancing in various states of undress. He’s a really good dancer, which … Continue reading
As I rode through Connecticut, taking in the beauty of the coastal communities in all their glossy page glory, I thought about . . . well nothing, that is until I thought of Julia Roberts. The train, which I was told reaches a speed in excess of 150 mph, flew through the countryside. Half-dozing, half-heartedly … Continue reading
I don’t like zoos. I despise them only slightly less than the circus. I’ve never liked Chris Rock. He and Chris Tucker, together, have done their fair share to set back African American characters in film, portraying a string of disparaging types identified by film scholar Donald Bogle. As I looked at Gloria, all I … Continue reading