I'm a little torn on The LEGO Movie. We've made a couple attempts to watch it at home and, although finding the film pretty clever and often really funny, the manic pacing gets to be too much after a while.
So on Thursday we got free passes to see it outside at the park. We were going to skip it because taking a two-year-old to a movie that starts at his bedtime could end very, very badly. But we figured…
Wife: Watching this in HD is weird. You can see everyone's wrinkles
Me: Hahahaha! Oh my god, I was thinking the exact same thing!
Wife: This is HD, right?
When this came out I thought it was stupid. The humor is so obvious and Mike Myers seems to be begging the audience to laugh at his jokes.
Multiple watches warmed me to it, though. I realized that while many of the gags miss, the ones that work are funny enough…
Had I realized this was from the director of Mulberry Street (which literally put me to sleep) and Stakeland (whose attempt at gravitas made me embarrassed for all parties involved), I probably would have passed.
Luckily, I'm too lazy to even Google the movies I watch, and throw them on based solely on the fact that I think I might have heard something positive about them at some point, maybe.
Cold in July is director Jeremy (?) Hinkle's (?) best…
As someone who deeply loves both music and film, and as someone who adores the music recorded at Muscle Shoals, I feel I am in a position where I can respectfully request a moratorium on rock docs.
Sweet fuck, let's give it a rest. This is not a great movie. 20 Feet from Stardom was not a great movie. Sound City was not a great movie. They were all just a collection of people talking about great music. If you've…
There's a good chance I would have found this to be an offensive characterization of disaffected 20-somethings had I had seen it when it came out. But being that I didn't, it now seems like a wildly accurate time capsule of the era.
Glory Daze has about as many negatives as positives. The cast is stacked with people like Ben Affleck, Sam Rockwell, French Stewart, John Rhys-Davies, Spalding Gray and Alyssa Milano. And there are even bit parts by Matt…
Somehow, I've never seen this before. Major misstep on my part as this flick is one of the funnest movies ever made.
I guess I thought it was just a silly high school movie with the Ramones wedged into the plot. And that's exactly what it is, except it transcends that description by being legitimately funny, moving super fast, and having one of the best soundtracks ever.
There's Mary Woronov and Paul Bartel, there's 70s van culture, there's mega-foxes Riff…
Of course I love horror anthologies! This one is apparently made up of leftover episodes from some 80s TV show, and while it's not as good as the best of something like Tales From the Crypt, it's somewhere between moderately okay and medium good enough.
The first story is a solid (read: not that great) first entry. Good twist ending and I think the house was the same from The Spell. It's a crazy 70s house that I assume was…
I love this movie so goddamn much that I have no problem pointing out the one thing that is absolutely terrible about it:
In Ms. Villalobos we have an unnecessary character in an unnecessary scene in a movie that is pushing two and a half hours. Tarantino saw the scene as a way to slow things down and take a breath after the bedlam of Vincent and Mia's date, but that's idiotic. Firstly, Christopher Walken's monologue to young…
The 3.5 rating is a preemptive rating. See, I was a little closer to "meh" upon finishing Wrong Cops than that rating would imply. But, with the slightest amount of reflection, I can recognize the fact that had I seen this when I was 19 I would have forced my friends to watch it and we would have quoted it for years. And I'm positive that I would find it much funnier on a second viewing due to the nature…
This fucking bullshit has been on constant rotation in my goddamn house for months thanks to my asshole kid. I mean, I watched it all the time when I was a kid so I can't really fault him. And the part where Pooh tries to steal honey from the bees makes him giggle like an idiotic moron, and I enjoy that. And those final minutes where Christopher Robin asks Pooh to never forget him are an absolute heart wrenching reminder of the innocence of youth that even I can't deny.
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU LOOKING AT, PUSSY?!?!?
This movie is super dumb. It's a dumb concept that seem like maybe it's going to at least partially succeed due to the performances of Naomi Watts and Robin Wright. But the dudes that play their sons are given nothing to work with (not that either of them could have handled actually having to act), and the second half is just so stupid.
My wife took umbrage with the idea that some young, hot guy would want to bang…