movie-ku #115
Yer basic foreign film: Act I: Man is sad. Act II: Man, woman are sad. Act III: Sad as one.
Yer basic foreign film: Act I: Man is sad. Act II: Man, woman are sad. Act III: Sad as one.
Jon Stewart tonight likened his (unscripted) Daily Show to Mystery Science Theater. I think that’s like crossing the streams in Ghostbusters. Pop culture implosion in five… four… three… two… one… (Technorati tags: Jon Stewart, Daily Show, Mystery Science Theater)
Countless filmmakers are making a go of it without the involvement in any way of the corporate studios: not for financing, not for production, not for distribution. Here’s one of those superindie films. Hollywood scriptwriter Todd W. Langen stepped outside his creative comfort zone and set himself a filmmaking challenge: one year, one house, one … more…
Because the conversation in comments here makes me think that some people need to see this. It’s long — about 45 minutes — but well worth it: And before anyone says, “Oh, we’re fine because XYZ hasn’t happened yet, and anyway, you wouldn’t would allowed to even say this stuff in Iran!” I quote The … more…
See it: • 3:10 to Yuma [buy it]. From my review: Mangold makes you feel like you’ve never seen a Western before. The stagecoach ambush and robbery that opens the movie features some pretty clichéd moments — thundering horses, good guys and bad shootin’ at one another, etc. — but Mangold finds fresh angles on … more…
Iowa! New Hampshire! Already I’m tired of hearing about the presidential election, and it’s still 10 months away. It’s like how some people start talking about the Oscars in April — borrrr-ing! And meaningless. But at least the Oscars are glamorous and exciting and creative, which cannot be said about our politicians who dress like … more…
The Golden Globe ceremony has been cancelled — are the Oscars next? In a year without Awards shows, won’t Jesus be Sad sans all the thanks?
I was looking forward to checking this out because it stars Nathan Fillion, the seriously geeky girl’s seriously intense crush thanks to his Han Solo-er than thou performance as Captain Mal Reynolds…

I was not crying, I tell you, not crying by the end of The Bucket List. It’s just that the screening room was hot and dry and my eyes were itchy.
The underground documentary classic: