Last week, 24 hours before I saw the new batman movie, I sat through M. Night Shamalamadingdong’s newest movie. It was bad, and I needed to rant about it, but I also needed a measuring stick, so I went with the uberbomb “Gigli”
Alright, I wrote most of this a month ago, and then finished it today, dont know why I felt the need to actually put it out there, but here it is, here we go, my partially initial, partially nowish review for the most recent Indy movie.
So Im sitting here watching the Will Ferrell version of Bewitched, cause Im bored out of my mind, and it was on my on demand system that we finally got here in salem, which has lead to watching some interesting shit, last night, Three to Tango, which quite frankly, was a movie that I couldnt fucking stand 9 years ago, when it first came out, nine years are you fucking kidding me, that movie is due up for its goddamn 10 year Special 3 disc limited edition director’s, editor’s, producer’s, gaffer’s, caterer’s cut, which an alternate ending, and 36 deleted scenes. Ten years Ago, I went to see that movie alone, I was really into it at the time (not much has changed) and I thought it was godawful, to the point where, I had actually forgotten completly about it’s exisitence untill I stumbled across it in a menu on my DVR, which led me to think to myself “maybe its time to give it a second viewing” are you shitting me, I tricked myself into watching it again, in its completely contrived form and complete lack of originality, which reminded me of the movie I watched the night before. Which I completely admit, I have been putting off for years, and it was another one that I needed to watch, cause it won a best picture oscar, I had borrowed it from my mom when I was really into the best picture run, and I never watched it, had it for probably 2 years, and two different living situations, the reason I n ever got around to it was due to that steaming pile of rotten rat shit “out of africa”, anyways, I was thinking about how completely original Annie Hall was, just the thought of writing something like that makes me wanna check myself into an insane asylum (which I should probably do anyway) it was so fucking layered, it was like an onion on HGH. It really is a goddamn masterpiece, watch it, like yesterday if you havent seen it. So I fucking loved that movie, and then I was getting ready to put myself through a complete bag of douche as a movie ? Turns out, I had changed more over the years than I thought.
So its a boring thursday afternoon, and I am all done working out, and I was sitting on my couch with totally nothing to do, and I was flipping through the HBO channels trying to decided which movie I was gonna cry at, either We are Marshall, or A Good Year. Winner, We are Marshall. That movie kicks ass and I dare you not to be moved by it. I DARE YOU.
Anywhoo, I decided to talk a bit about movies, movies I have seen recently in the theater, on DVD, and of course, picked up on DVD to add to my glorious rack.
Well, I have begun my upcoming assult on Holiday cinema, the next 44 days are going to be christmased up to the next level around this place, completely out of hand. Its unreal to think that these movies have already hit the theaters, and my DVD shelf has a few of its own hiding to jump out at this time of year. So lets get too it.
Fred Claus, unfortunatly was made as a kids movie, and it should have been more in the vein of Bad Santa, it could have been a truely great film this way, but as usual, hollywood, shows that it has no balls, and it castrated something, that could have been special.
