question of the day: What actor(s) would you bring forward or send backward in time so they could work with stars of other eras?
Which noncontemporaries would you pair them with, and what kind of movie would they make?
Meg Ryan
cinematic roots of: ‘Catfish’
In the documentary Catfish, a New York photographer falls in love with a woman he meets on the Internet, only to have his expectations about her dashed once he meets her in person in ways he never could have imagined. This flick sprang from (among other films)…
cinematic roots of: ‘Going the Distance’
In Going the Distance, the adorable couple of Drew Barrymore and Justin Long attempt to maintain a relationship while one of them is in New York and the other in San Francisco. This flick sprang from (among other films)…
trailer break: ‘Serious Moonlight’
Take a break from work: watch a trailer… Oh boy. A comedy about home invasion and spousal abuse? Can it work? I hope the movie addresses the situation that the Tim Hutton character brings up, how his wife Meg Ryan makes more money than him and is physically stronger than him, etc — because that’s … more…
my week at the movies: ‘2012,’ ‘Women in Trouble,’ ‘The Strip,’ ‘A Single Man,’ ‘The Missing Person,’ ‘Nine,’ ‘Everybody’s Fine,’ ‘Serious Moonlight’
Woo-hoo! It’s the end of the world — again — as Roland Emmerich knows it, and I feel fine. Oh, there can be no question that this is crap, but will 2012 (opens in the U.S. and the U.K. on November 13) be glorious crap? I think it might be. I hope it might be. … more…
caption this! image from ‘Serious Moonlight’
New fun for Wednesdays! We look at an image from an upcoming movie and write snarky, witty, or otherwise entertaining captions for it. No prizes, it’s just for fun. Serious Moonlight is the directorial debut of actress Cheryl Hines, and it was written by Adrienne Shelly, who was murdered in 2006 just as her film … more…
The Women (review)
And I thought the *Sex and the City* movie was appalling.
You’ve Got Mail (review)
What You’ve Got Mail fails to reveal, in its startling romanticization of e-mail and cyberculture, is that the enchanting person whom you’ve been IMing and e-mailing for the last three months is more likely than not a 45-year-old virgin sitting at a PC in his parents’ basement and typing with one hand. No, the chances are not good that the person to whom you’re revealing your innermost secrets is either Tom Hanks or Meg Ryan.
Anastasia (review)
An enjoyable 90 minutes, but it never approaches the so-beautiful-you-have-to-cry sequences that have become Disney’s trademark.
