Here it’s already Wednesday, and I’m just getting around to this now. But that’s okay, actually, because my “week” at the movies pretty much begins today.
I did see The Young Victoria (already available on DVD in the U.K.; opens in the U.S. on December 18) yesterday, and I quite liked it. But today and tomorrow are the onslaught, and a rather disturbing one. For three out of four of these movies open this Friday, and I’m just seeing them now.
Today I’ll start with The Box (opens in the U.S. on November 6, and in the U.K. on December 4), the thriller starring Cameron Diaz and — not that you’d know it from the poster — poor James Marsden. Then it’ll be on to The Men Who Stare at Goats (opens in the U.S. and the U.K. on November 6), which I really really hope will be as funny as the trailer suggests, but this late a screening isn’t promising.
Tomorrow, in the afternoon, is a screening with a relatively comfy long lead: The Private Lives of Pippa Lee (already available on DVD in the U.K.; opens in the U.S. on November 27), which appears to be about a woman’s midlife crisis, which we don’t usually see onscreen; Robin Wright Penn stars, and I usually like her, so my fingers are crossed.
But then, tomorrow evening, I have to catch one of the first midnight screenings of that nightmarish-looking A Christmas Carol (opens in the U.S. and the U.K. on November 6), starring a CGIed Jim Carrey in just about every role. This is because I’m still on Disney’s shitlist, and they didn’t invite me to the all-media screening that occured here on Monday night. Oh well. I don’t mind coming home on the subway at 2am.