Ai-ya, as the Chinese say. I’ve been dealing with something over the last 24 hours that I may or may not be able to tell you about eventually, but it has been eating my brain, not to mention my time. And I’m also contending with a non-movie-related project — due on Friday! — that is keeping me wrapped up. I feel like I’ve been neglecting you guys who rely on me for snarking, and I’m sorry. Things should pick up next week, if not sooner.
I’m having to limit my screenings this week, too, because of that Friday deadline, but there’s a few things I can’t miss.
Someone I respect, a fellow film critic, assures me that Adventureland (opens in the U.S. on April 3, and in the U.K. on July 17) is sweet. I hope he’s right. It looks like ‘Meatballs’ Meets ‘Superbad’ to me, which is only half a good thing. I really do hope I’m wrong. I always want to be wrong when I expect not to enjoy a movie.
If Fast & Furious (opens in the U.S. on April 3, and in the U.K. on April 10) is merely as enjoyably dumb as the first film — for which it appears to have been named, and pretty much a retread of — I’ll be happy enough. I applaud at least the first two F&F flicks for proving to me that, however rarely, movies can be completely brainless yet also kinda fun. I know it’s not a very girly thing, but I like fast cars: driving them, that is. Dudes with fast cars don’t impress me unless they give me the keys.