6 posts tagged “movies”

It's been a while.  Don't have much time before sleep hits.  Seriously...

But... movies you should go see (that I've seen so far... and I'm sure there will be more to add by the time I do the real update thang):

Hancock
Hulk
Iron Man
Sydney White

Uhm... yeah.  Reason for not updating?  Work.  Lots and lots of work.  Cool new phone and hopes to blog from it one day.  I might get more than one post a month with it...

HA!!!

*shakes head* Love you guys, peace n junk.

I almost forgot and to have forgotten would have been blasphemous.

Are you ready for this?

Alan Rickman...

Johnny Depp...

Tim Burton...

Sweeney Todd.

I KNOW.

And I almost forgot.

I'm sorry.  There is no excuse for me.

I'll start off by saying that I was a complete bitch.  Yes, I can admit it.  I'll also admit to the fact that we were sitting in the third row from a movie screen that you just can't have a bad seat for because it's such a small theater and that you and I both spent a dollar on this movie.  So when you come in as the previews start and glare at me because I refuse to move my feet from the back of the headrest in front of me... what the hell do you expect?  When the theater is not even a quarter full and it's only a buck... you can't be expecting Showcase or even Quality quality.  So I don't feel at all bad about being a bitch.  You're friend didn't seem to care as he walked by the seats in front of us and sat in the totally available seat next to our feet.  They don't smell.  It is new shoe day after all.  But you decide to make a statement and sit down in front of me.  I don't move my feet.  You put your head back and hit the bottom of my shoe.  Let me reiterate my point.   We're in a dollar movie theater and you just put your head on the bottom of my shoe.  You, my dear man, are far more braver than I.  And I still don't move my feet.  So you get up, sigh, and glare at me while you join your friend who had the right idea in the first place.  There is plenty of room for all of us in this world.  Don't impede on my space.  You'll just end up regretting it and maybe even getting gum in your hair, or worse.

Now onto the actual movie...

WOAH.  The first twenty-five minutes I sat there gape-jawed while my mouth dried out thanks to theater's winter heat.  I was completely in thrall of the action onscreen and I loved every minute of it!!  Even after that, I was sitting there thinking, "finally, someone has done it right."  But...

Oh, I hate this but.

But... it completely lost me after the poker game.  While Bond and his girl go sailing around the world, in love.

BLAH.

I understand they needed the background of why Bond's heart is stone.  I get that.

What I don't get is why they had to spend forty minutes pounding it into our head how soft Bond can be.  They could have just as easily spent five minutes of love and a few flashbacks doing the exact same thing.  But then the movie would have been forty minutes shy.  Heh.

Overall, I concede that it is an awesome Bond movie.  I won't deny that it will join the collection in our bookcase.  I just recommend having a barf bag handy when you watch it.

The best part of the book that I was so disappointed not to see in the movie was the fortune teller's cat.

As a film adaptation of a book, it wasn't all that bad.  Like LOTR, I can understand that it's just way too much to put onto screen.  There's only so much time and one's posterior can only take so much sitting in those theater seats.  I remember the day when I could easily take in three movies and contemplate a fourth all in one theater hop.  *sigh*  Anyways... I think the only reason I cried as much as I did was because I read the book and remembered how I felt while reading, it had nothing really to do with what was onscreen.  Well, it did, but you know what I mean.  In the movie you don't get enough time to really fall in love with Eragon's uncle or Brom, or to fully understand and appreciate Eragon's journey from farmboy to Dragon Rider.  I didn't recognize Carlyle until he turned his head a certain way, which says a hell of a lot for makeup/CGI.  Never once did I look at Sapphira and see a green screen.  I didn't for one moment fall out of the story. 

I highly recommend reading the novel before seeing the movie.  It won't detract from the screen, nor from your imagination either.  I'll be looking forward to Eldest, but I still wish the damn cat was included in Eragon.  Perhaps it'll be on the DVD.  Only time will tell.

I've never seen an IMAX movie before and I have to say that it really spoils a person to a regular movie theater.  What an amazing picture!!

This is worth a view for the music alone.  I don't think I've ever done more toe-tapping in any other movie.  It even shocked me when it threw in an ecological message but not in such a way that it completely took me out of the fun and message of the movie (be yourself).  I'll never be able to see zoo penguins in the same way again, that's all.  Probably a good thing considering I have a hard time with Detroit's polar bears.  Anyways!  So many cute penguins!!  It's blindingly cute the whole way too.  The best thing about computer animation these days is the sheen they were able to pull off on the penguins feathers.  Completely amazing.  Much like the bear fur in Open Season it just completely looks like if you could touch it you would not be disappointed by fake fur or feathers.  It's a great kids film too... only one truly scary moment involving a leopard seal and not a single death unless you count all the fish that are eaten.

I am still sick.  The weather was horrible (and not in a good way).  But over all, it was a good Christmas.  Per norm, I came home with double what I left with and I enjoyed the company of all my family.

I was getting very annoyed with my mother towards the end of the day though.  I don't know if that was because it was just a long day, because I was still sick or she was being ridiculous.  Either way... the fact is that I was on time with the f'n scalloped potatoes and we don't need the f'n cheesecake.  That's all I need to say about that.

< sarcasm > Traveling with the dog was fun. </ sarcasm >  I don't know exactly what we were thinking when we thought all of us could fit in the cab of the beast.  I mean, it certainly could have been worse, but it wasn't exactly a ride to the park.  Pun intended.  Next time we'll either borrow/rent a car or we'll find a dogsitter.  Either way, we're not going to do that again.

The day started in fog as we headed to mom's.  Spending all morning and the first part of the afternoon there, the best gift (wrapping) was my gift to my best friend (16 years and counting).  I made a bracelet for her and didn't have any jewelry boxes so Frank came up with the brilliant idea of using a DVD case.  We chose one of the dollar sci-fi movies he had picked up for me - "Warriors of the Wasteland".  We hadn't watched it yet but it was only a dollar and was bought purely for MST3King.  So, J is starting to unwrap it and realizing that it's a DVD, closes her eyes until it's completely unwrapped.  Opening her eyes and seeing what it is, she looks up at me with a "What the F" on her lips.  I start laughing and tell her to open it.  Since she moved to sunny FL just visiting with her was gift enough... that, and the look on her face when she saw the DVD cover.  Priceless.

From there we traveled on in a mist to my step-mother's sister's house (soon to be ex-step-mother's... but that's another story) to spend a few hours with them.  Unfortunately we missed a lot of that family since their Christmas started later in the day and we had yet another stop to make before day was done.  I wouldn't trade those few hours for anything though.  Why is it that this Christmas more than any others, the company was what I craved?  Never mind the gifts... I'd give everything back if asked.  But the company?  Never.

Driving in the rain we made our last stop of the day, my aunt's.  I have to admit this is where the day went into the drain, but it still wasn't half as bad as other years have been.  At least I wasn't crying over a phone call.  Or lack thereof.  Mom called about the potatoes... which she forgot in the first place.  I didn't.  Yes, technically we were "late" but when I tell you I'm leaving someplace at 4, have to stop and let the dog out, pick up your potatoes and drive out to your sister's place... we're going to be taking some time to do it all.  What do you know?  Then our gifts didn't exactly knock anyone's socks off and we ended up taking back Grandma's gift.  We'll replace it with something she'll use and I do have to admit that at least she said something and didn't just take it to be nice.  Anyways... the end of the night came with Mom pushing our cheesecake back on us.  I'm trying to say goodbye because it's late, I'm sick, Frank's sick, and we're both tired.  But we must have our cheesecake.  I mean, she was almost frothing at the mouth "My preciouuuuussssssssssssss" about the cheesecake.  Five minutes later we have cheesecake and are all but running out the door.

We head homeward with a wet dog that's whining over all the lights (he loves chasing a flashlight's circle of light - I have stories) but nonetheless happy over the day.  Good food, good company and good gifts all around with few exceptions.  Who could ask for more?

Me.  I still want my phone call.  Call me greedy.