-- William Gibson, All Tomorrow's Parties
Went to see Bubba Ho-Tep with Evan last night. Great movie. Bruce Campbell was, as always, excellent. Even in the worst movies, he manages to bring some sort of worth to bear. And this was far from the worst movie. Very B, of course, but good stuff.
It really wasn't what I was expecting, though that's certainly not a bad thing.
Ossie Davis saying, "It had it's mouth on my asshole!" was uh. Disconcerting, yet hilarious.
A lot of the humor was subtly incredibly sad, and in a way it annoyed me a great deal that the audience laughed at parts that struck me as being particularly horrible (mostly about getting old, becoming obsolete..), but maybe I was just into it too much.
Before the movie started, Evan and I were talking about Marvel Comics being turned into movies, and I asked him if he'd seen the original Punisher movie, with Dolph Lundgren.
Crazy guy in front of us spins around, "Hey! I hate you, I hate you, that movie ruled!"
"What the fuck, dude, 'We Come in Peace' Dolph Lundgren. C'mon."
Humans, I swear.
At any rate, if Bubba Ho-Tep is coming through your town, support indie whatever and do yourself a favor. Check it out.
I considered doing a real review, but hell, it's 0530 on a Sunday morning, I've been mostly asleep for the past two days (flu++), and I guess I just can't be fucked to care enough. Also, it's like super trendy or something.
However, a few things come to mind: Billy Corgan is the devil. The Devil has Mimi-Me-esque demons. Demonic midgets are pretty scary. I expect that demonic midgets would keep the God-fearing masses in line better than lakes of fire and whatnot.
Jesus's internals were apparently under much higher pressure than normal ape-descended hunams. The bit where the Roman soldier stabs his side with a spear to confirm the dude is off with the floaty bunnies unleashes what can only be described as a torrent of blood. It's like someone hooked a hose to Jesus's ass, then shoved the other end to some sort of elephant-ass-compressor device.
I find it hard to believe that anyone could take this movie seriously, but then... lots of people take the Bible itself seriously. So.
After the movie, Rik, Gloria and I went to dinner, where I overheard some woman talking about the movie.
During the evil shit that's happening to Jesus, he flashes back to when things sucked less. There's a bit where we flash back to where he trips on some stairs and falls, skinning his knee. Guy doesn't start crying or anything, just gets up. Mary, however, runs over to him "like he was on fire", bundles him up, conforts him, etc. This flashback happens during one of the many times Jesus trips and falls while carrying the cross through Judea.
(Dude fell like 30 times, each time the cross would shove his crown o' thorns deeper into his skull. I figure by the fourth time, the damn things are halfway to his mid-brain, which I suppose might explain why he kept falling down.)
Anyway, so this woman, her voice is all watery, and she's explaining this to some guy, and no doubt she grew up believing every word the Bible has to say, only she never bothered reading it or thinking about it, and she says, "It was so heart-breaking."
Mind-boggling, more like.
Bloody fucking stupid people.
Also, there's a bit near the beginning where it's revealed that Jesus invented normal-sized tables.
The other night, Evan, Adam, Andrew and I were hanging around at Factory, Andrew had brought a couple DVDs, so we decided to watch Suicide Club. Wow.
Talk about fux0red.
The film starts out with 50 school girls jumping waiting for a train at Shinjuku station. Train gets closer, the schoolgirls link hands and count down... and then jump in front of the train, sending a torrent of blood raining upon the horrified onlookers.
And the movie just kept getting more and more fucked up.
The director (who is also apparently a porn star; only in Japan..) spent a lot of time bouncing back and forth, adding random, odd subplots, which were mostly useless. I'm used to this, though, thanks to all the other Japanese media I've subjected myself to over the years. The random subplots added to the surreal feeling of the film.
Overall the movie was very good... ranging from a decent message about consumerism and the inherent soulessness in a self-dispossessed social body (e.g., if you have no personal-center -- spiritual or otherwise -- you have no reason to exist), to desensitization of violence, blah blah, media, yadda. Typical stuff, but still good.
Something I really liked about it was how the whole suicide trend progressed. It starts off with a single dramatic act, and as media covers it, it becomes a more and more accepted thing. Just another fad.
Also, the Dessert jpop was hardcore, yo. Straight from the hood.
Went to see Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind last night with Evan. Excellent movie. The last movie that remotely affected me on an emotional level (not counting Suicide Club, which was just fucked), was probably Lost in Translation.
Eternal Sunshine posits the possiblity that there is a company with the technology to erase certain memories, by forcing you to go through those memories and monitoring what parts of your brain become active. Ignoring the pseudo-science or lack thereof, it's very much like something Philip K. Dick would write, if PKD wrote love stories.
Jim Carrey plays Joel, a quiet guy who the nerdy people in the audience will immediately identify with. This isn't the Jim Carrey we're used to (thank god), but someone actually acting, rather than just being Jim Carrey. Joel has all the typical nerd problems: Can't talk to girls, lives alone, immediately "falls in love with any girl who shows him any kindess" at all.
Kate Winslet (who I'm not ordinarily a fan of) plays Clementine, who is essentially every girlfriend I've ever had. Creative, full of attitude, happy fun emotional issues, and is explosively impulsive.
I'd rather not explain too much beyond setting up the primary characters. The movies does a lot of stuff with switching time context, much like Memento a few years ago. (As a side note, I figured out the "gimmick" in both movies within the first ten minutes... but unlike Memento, I still managed to enjoy Eternal Sunshine a great deal.) There are also a few subplots with the employees of the memory-easure company, and a lot of good scenes between Joel and Clementine in Joel's memories.
The movie is pure sap, but it's good sap, and it got me by the balls a couple times. It's got a great mix of shitty relationship moments, good relationship moments, and just.. exisiting moments. There were apparently a couple girls behind us who were bawling by the end (I missed this; there was another drunk girl behind me who wouldn't shut the fuck). The movie felt very real to me, especially the last twenty minutes.
There were a number of times where Joel and Clementine were interacting where I had to wince and go "Christ, done that. Been there. Jesus. Fuck", in both good and bad ways... and to me, ignoring that it was just an all-around good flick, made it worth my ten bucks.
Went and saw The Tesseract with Andrew Sunday night. I'd read the book by Alex Garland a few years ago, and liked it. The action in the book spans perhaps half an hour. The movie was spread out several days, with many flash backs.
Overall, I enjoyed the movie quite a bit. The director made a number of weird (and sometimes just bad) editing choices, but the techniques he used to mess with the color made up for them. There's a lot of Hong Kong-aesthetics in the fight scenes. Overstylized and in slow-motion, contrails. Very Matrix without the cyberpunk sensibility. Very cool. I've no idea if this is also a staple of Thai film-making or what, as this is (as far as I know) the first Thai movie I've seen.
The characters were relatively meh, which was more or less the point. Some of the ending was a surprise, which was nice. The acting ranged from good, to forced and horrible. A bit like some of the editing/scene cuts, that.
The Thai topo scenes were interesting as well, except for the one near the end, out in the ghetto with the kids on the merry-go-round. Way too artsy and forced; it totally jarred the tone of the preceding scenes (with by that point had gone mostly linear). Bangkok looked pretty much how I expected it would, but that means nothing, really, since I expected a jumble of urban construction with the wood bones sticking out. Seeing as how I know nothing about Thailand, however, I'll skip off making an ass of myself.
Anyway, if you get the chance, check it out.
Pete and I got bored the other night and went out to the Bridge to catch Spiderman 2. Excellent film. Sam Raimi is a genius. I was extremely pleased with the entire movie, except the bit that suggests that the next villian is going to be Harry as the Green Goblin. That shit is just annoying.
Can't wait for Venom, though. That's going to be awesome.
I, Robot was crap, complete and utter. Parents took Evan and I to see it at the Riverview last night. People talking on cell phones, yelling stupid shit at each other, but who cares? The movie was ass. (Pete insists it was good because robots climbing on buildings is scary; I am ambivilent towards robots climing on buildings.)
Took the folks to Tacorio, or whatever the hell that Mexican place on Washinton Ave is called. They enjoyed it muchly. The food still isn't as good as the first time Factory kids went there, but it's still palatable.
And now it's time for sleep.
Got home around 1800, sat around for an hour trying to decide what to eat. Pete tried calling Dominoes, which failed as cell phones get crap signal in our building. Ended up making burgers on Tex's (Pete's previous roommate) George Foreman Grill, while Pete mad owned some Easy Mac.
Sat down and watched The Mothman Prophecies which was a pretty decent movie, all around. Slow, but weird enough the slow progression wasn't obnoxious. There were a couple scenes that were exceedingly freaky. The most important one I actually missed:
When John is on the phone arguing with the voice analysis guy, and boiling water, watch the mirror, just before he slams the bathroom door and you see the face (which is the obvious part).
Subtle and incredibly fucked up. Good stuff.
Went and saw Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow tonight with Adam, Sophy and Sophia. Very entertaining flick, sort of Flash Gordon without the awesome suck (though I really enjoy that movie as well).
Thankfully they cut back on the fuzzy "newspaper" effect about five minutes into the movie. Seeing as how we were in the third row it was especially annoying.
If you can ignore some silly plotholes you should have a good time. And what else are you gonna ask for?
As I did absolutely nothing productive all day, I decided to punish myself by going and seeing THX 1138 at the Bourse.
It was incredibly bad. And while it was digitally remastered for audio and had a decent amount of CG lumped in, they apparently didn't feel the need to make it digitally not blow.
Also, there's a part where THX is watching a little holovision, and one of the robot cops is beating on some poor drone. The noise of the smacking and the drone grunting is, I think, the same noise that kicks off NIN's The Downward Spiral: Mr Self Destruct.
Could be wrong on that, and no one's ever mentioned it before. But it sounds exactly the same.
Unless you're really interested in seeing where Lucas's very few neat cinematic touches originated (the two Stormtroopers talking on the gangway in the Death Star, for instance), really, really, don't bother.
Doing this also reminded me why I hate going to movies alone so much.
Went to see Ghost in the Shell 2: Innocence last night with Pete, Sophy and Adam. It was good. A couple things annoyed the hell out of me, but overall I enjoyed myself a great deal.
I would have preferred that instead of quoting philosophers they would have had the characters say things. I suppose this is too much to ask.
I'm also a huge fan of strong female leads, and to me, that's what GITS is. It's about Kusanagi. I like Batou, he's a really cool character, but damnit... he isn't the Major. She shows up near the end, partially, and seems more or less still Motoko even after pulling a Wintermute/Neuromancer.
I also felt that the film lost a lot of focus as soon as they left for the northern territorties. A couple of transisitional sequences would have helped a lot there.
The set, vehicle and character designs are all as I expected after watching two seasons of the series. Production I.G. does not disappoint.
A very beautiful film. Full of itself. But amazing to watch.
Just got back from seeing Primer at Ritz East. Good movie, very engaging. Follows the recursive misadventures of a couple garage engineers. Probably the best time-travel-oriented movie I've seen, just about ever.
It was all very understated, and while I figured out the gimmick as soon as they started it on it, it was still pretty great to watch. The acting started off slightly shaky but was something you could easily warm to.
I realize this was the last show of the day, but it was rather saddening that there were less than a dozen people in the house. One of whom looked like an old hit man. He looked like fucking Michael Madsen.
Anyway, the movie is recommended. And it's nice to see something come out with a Sundance award attached to it that isn't about gay cowboys eating pudding.
Evan, Harry, Sherri and I went to see Serenity last night. I wasn't worried it was going to suck. I knew it was going to be good. In Joss We Trust. And it completely blew my expectations away.
Best movie in ages, completely true to the series, and something even someone who's never heard of Firefly can enjoy.
The acting was as awesome as ever. The dialogue, special effects, music, cinematography, everything. Perfect.
They set it up so there could easily be sequels, or it could just as easily end where it is and I'll be happy. We got to learn what happened to River, and essentially Shepherd Book's history as well. There were two scenes where I wanted to yell and throw things at the screen, and I can't remember the last time I was so into characters in a movie that happened. People who didn't see the series might not get that worked up, but I'm sure I wasn't the only person in the audience making fists.
(The only time I can recall it happening with a book was The Song of Ice and Fire when something incredibly awful happens to one of the characters you've spent three books watching get built up. Speaking of SoIF, I saw some kid sitting on a bench outside the quad yesterday reading I think Game of Thrones. Awesome.)
People clapped when the movie ended, and everyone walked out laughing and obviously satisfied with the film. How long has it been since you've been to a movie where that happened?
Went and saw Serenity again last night with Nick K. and his co-worker Alfred. Nick loved it, Alfred didn't. Apparently Alfred hates all good movies, however. His complaint was that it wasn't based on reality. O_o
I noticed a few more things last night than I did on the first viewing:
- Only the Borderworlders speak with the western accent. The Alliance, or well-educated people, speak with British accents. They both speak the Chinese pidgin, but the Alliance not to the same extent.
- There were four obvious Buffy references that I caught:
- Girl having prophetic visions.
- Girl killing all the monsters.
- Mr. Universe's lovebot == BuffyBot fo' sho'.
- The axe River uses during the last fight sequence bears a very striking resesemblence to the Slayer's ultimate weapon in the final season of Buffy.
- The "hundreds of new Earths" line from the series has been changed to "dozens of new worlds and hundreds of moons", which is much less annoying from a sci-fi perspective. The system maps you see back this up, especially early on. When Mal refers to "thirty worlds" he could mean either actual planets or just anything inhabited, though the latter seems more likely.
- I am a big fucking nerd.
Alfred, being Chinese, speaks Chinese, but wasn't much help with translations. He did confirm that what River says during the Miranda breakdown scene ("Please God, make me stone") is repeat dialogue.
Nick noticed that The Operative was more than a little similar to Jubal Early (the bounty hunter) from the series. He suggested that they train them to be crazy and badass at Alliance Assassin Training School. Seems possible.
Nick's first comment walking out of the theatre: "Man, I was afraid they couldn't make good movies anymore."
But in Joss We Trust.
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy (2005) came in tonight.
Awful. I liked Slartibartfast. And the Drive. And uhm... Marvin's voice?
Went to see Walk the Line tonight. Phoenix and Witherspoon both did really excellent jobs, I thought. I need to get Hunter to see it. I remember him being upset with the choice of actors, except apparently both June and Johnny picked Phoenix and Witherspoon to play them. And uh, they did great.
During the credits, they played Guitar Pickin' Man, with June and Johnny singing... and uh. It was pretty damn close. Phoenix especially was bang on with the voice and mannerisms.
Not really sure what else needs to be said. If you aren't familiar with the man, maybe you should be.
Man, what was up with Dumbledore? He sucked! I don't remember him sucking this much in the third movie.
At least the big scene in the graveyard played out properly. Pity about the rest of it.
Of course... isn't that how the books go as well? All this Nothing, and then OMFG WTF WOW, back to Nothing.
Kelsey Grammer: "It was the theme of alienation that drew me to doing the film."
Hugh Jackman: "I love how every hero is flawed. They're all struggling to deal with their powers and if they even want them."
Halle Barry: "I have new hair!"
Went to see King Kong with my sister tonight. It could have been... shorter. Like if you cut out everything that was put in there for the fucking video game? There's goes an hour or so...
The lead-in stuff I had no problem with. All the shit that wasn't there just because it would look good on the Xbox? Hey, I had no problemw ith it. Kong hisself was pretty good stuff.
There was some residual blue-screening on Ann when they were sitting on the cliff on the island, watching the sunset. That was really weird. And I can still tell CG from real actors, which drives me up the goddamn wall.
You know what? Get a guy to jump on a pole and then plaster that onto the background. k? k.
Like I told the guy the gas station attendant: Wait for the DVD.
Went to go see Cache with Nick and Evan last night. We hit up SFBC for some tasty burritos, then played some Shadow of the Colossus at my place.
If nothing else should have tipped us off that Cache was going to be a really French French movie, the three minutes of watching the character's house at the beginning would have. Well. Watching the character's TV as they watch their house on their TV.
The plot isn't incredibly intricate: A family starts receiving some tapes of someone filming their house for hours on end, some weird phone calls, some disturbing pictures (stick-figure people bleeding from their noses and mouths, a chicken with a huge cut in its neck). As it unfolds, everything seems to become more and more sinister and confusing, and nothing is ever made clear to the viewer. You're given the same information as the protagonist and left to figure it out yourself. There's no "I would have gotten away with it, too, if it weren't for those pesky kids and their dog!" moment. Where it works, it works well. Where it doesn't, you're just watching some guy's house.
There are moments in the movie where you're completely drawn in and you give a damn what happens... and then you spend another two or three minutes watching someone's house, and it kills the build-up, the little pieces of conflict, completely.
As a character study, I guess it worked well. The acting was decent to awesome, and the dialogue, when it was good, was really good. When it wasn't so good, it was just staring at fucking houses, if you take my meaning. As a picture of a breaking marriage, a guy who isn't really that good a guy or a father, and something awful he did as a child coming back to haunt him... those things all work rather well.
There was a pivotal scene where everyone, everyone, in the theater gasped and went "Oh shit!", and it was totally amazing. If you watch the movie, you'll be able to guess which scene I'm talking about, because it's the sort of shit we Americans are used to, more or less, only this film makes you believe that something like that just can't happen within the context of itself. And that, to me, is probably the best thing about it: It lulls you into this sense of complacency even while all this weird and disturbing shit is happening to this family, and then rips it away for a brief second and you are awed by it.
Then it's back to watching houses.
And then after another two little conflicts, the movie just ends, with no resolution. It was obvious, after a few minutes of thought, what had happened, and why, and even a little pointless sub-plot was resolved well enough (all through excellent acting, even), but... I found it hard to care. With some editing it would have been much better... but the director obviously had a vision (of watching houses) and wouldn't deviate from it because he was making art (and watching houses), so.
It was just really French, and I'm really American, or something.
(Oh, and while walking down South St., some girl in called to us out of her car and asked Nick where she could buy a bong. Nice.)
Went to see V for Vendetta with Evan and Eric last night. Good stuff. All the movie-bits were very well done, the message was super. Made me want to read the comic, which makes me wonder if a Watchmen film is in the chute somewhere. Scary thought.
We've gone to dinner and been hanging out with Harry and Shari, and they were kind enough to drop us off at the Bridge. Shari commented that it was super how many people didn't seem to get it at all, but well. Whatever. Humans.
(Harry had apparently hit the theater bar beforehand, and I can attest to how alcohol-heavy those dudes make their drinks. I was well-buzzed through most of The Incredibles when we saw it there.)
I wonder why it we need an anti-hero to follow. Is this just a guy thing?
I've also noticed that the people I tend to go to movies with don't comment on the film immediately after seeing it; unlike everyone and their mother. We seem to be more interested in listening to the moronic opinions of others and sneering at them. Elitism is tasty, but people are so stupid.
Things heard afterwards:
- "omg that was like totally political and stuff"
- "omg they totally said terrorism was okay!"
And beforehand, from that species of annoying "geek" girl who seems to be middling between "nerd" and "emo": "So like this movie is totally political whereas like the Matrix was totally deep with religion."
Totally. And stuff.
And during, during a scene where Natalie Portman is wearing a sheer shirt: "Damn, she perky." (Well, okay, this one is just a statement of fact.)
I don't think anything needs to be said about this.
Oh, except maybe this.
X-Men 3 was poop. I'm not saying that because they broke "canon", because the first two movies didn't really follow existing conventions entirely either -- and I thought they were both good movies. This just wasn't a good movie. The dialogue was crap, the characters did a lot of really out-of-character things, and everytime the film tried to make you feel something (mostly by killing off a character), it was heavy-handed and failed completely.
(Actually, I do have a "breaks canon" complaint: I don't remember the Brotherhood of Evil Mutants being crewed by hookers.)
The two biggest examples of broken characterization are Magneto abandoning Mystique (also poorly implemented), and Storm writing Jean off without a second thought. Yeah. No.
Juggernaut actually yells "I'm the Juggernaut, bitch!" Evan, Maggie and I laughed uproariously at this for a couple minutes, while everyone else in the theater just stared. Yeah. You can tell who the Internet users are...
Also, Ben Foster, the guy who plays Angel, looked so much like a really buff, but just as gay, version of Andrew from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, I was distracted everytime he was on screen. In a "ew!" kind of way, while wondering why they weren't giving him any good lines, because Tom Lenk knows how to deliver the funny. But Tom Len != Ben Foster, so. Oh well.
The coolest thing about the movie was R. Lee Ermey doing a voice-over while the National Guard/Army/Generic Soldier Guys were getting their plastic cure weapons. I mean. Fuckin' R. Lee Ermey, yeah!
Oh. And Shadowcat is played by Ellen Page, who did as awesome job as Lilith Sandstrom in the first season of ReGenesis (Canadian sci-drama, really good; the second season just ended with a cliff-hanger -- fuckers!) and is starring in some ultra-creepy-looking movie called Hard Candy.
Evan insists the movie looked pretty, like when Jean is going all Akira, and random things around her start floating or destroying themselves. Maybe more Tetsuo than Akira, hey? The last bit on Alcatraz, where she starts dusting everyone and building some sort of ghetto throne while creating a wall of water around the island... yeah. That was pretty pretty. But it doesn't make up for a movie that went out of its way to be really mediocre in both characterization and plot.
Oh well; it got me out of the office for a couple hours.
A few months ago I saw the trailer for Brick. I was hooked on the trailer, and probably watched it half a dozen times. It felt very noir, from the cinematography to the sparse dialogue.
I pre-ordered from Amazon and it came in this week. I watched it last night and was completely floored. I haven't seen a movie this good -- in any genre -- in a long time.
The crew, director, cast -- they definitely knew what the score was. The movie captures noir, both written and film, perfectly. All the cliches you expect to be there are, but like any good story they're twisted and curved, made new. The dialogue is awesome: Sparse and stilted, with the right amount sneer and bile dripping under broken hearts and bones. Brendan even slaps a guy into submission (the last paragraph).
The movie is set at a high school is southern California, but it's completely understated. The characters are what you expect to find in any hard-bitten, dog-eared Hammett or Chandler story. Maybe they wear a jacket with a felt letter on it; maybe they're hanging out in the library and worrying about a math test. But they're perfectly formed for the genre in all the ways that the 2001 Hamlet revisioning tried and failed. That this is not a re-telling or re-imagining, but a new story probably helps a bit in that regard.
The music is as understated and just as necessary as the setting... again, perfect. My only complaint is the choice of credits music, Sister Ray by the Velvet Underground. Very out of place and jarring; it fit in some ways, lyrically, but not in more.
I've only ever seen Joseph Gordon-Levitt in 3rd Rock from the Sun and Ten Things I Hate About You, but the dude knows how to roll in noir. "Throw one at me if you want, hash head. I've got all five senses and I slept last night, that puts me six up on the lot of you." Delivery: Great.
The thing they did with the Brain at the end, in his last scene on the field... very cool..
The story feels really tight. It's convoluted, and the pacing is excellent. In the deleted scenes, you see all the extended versions of the scenes, or the scenes they reshot, and yeah, take a little out, and they got it to fit just right. And you know it's coming, what inevitably does, but it still hits you right in the gut.
(And the soundtrack is on iTMS, which is frickin' sweet.)
(Oh, and so is the screenplay and novella. But really, yo. The movie.)
Gloria just mailed me saying that they are making a His Dark Materials movie. Let us sum up:
- Shakespeare in Love (1998) (written by)
- Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead (1990) (play) (uncredited) (written by)
- Empire of the Sun
- Brazil (1985) (screenplay)
Okay, that's some fairly good stuff. I'm pretty comfortable with it. So obviously with a project of this caliber, with a fanbase that is rabid and madly in love with the series, well, you want your director to be as top-notch--
- Nutty Professor II: The Klumps (2000) (screenplay)
- About a Boy (2002) (screenplay)
- American Pie 2 (2001) (executive producer)
- American Wedding (2003) (executive producer)
At least most of the actors appear to be European.
< mdxi> "He has also indicated that he would like the part of Lee Scorsby to be played by Samuel L. Jackson."
< mdxi> HOLY SHIT, I'M IN A MOTHAFUCKIN BALLOON
< mdxi> LOOKIT THAT GODDAMN BEAR! THE BEAR FUCKIN' TALKS, NIGGA
Rome was reallly good. I could definitely see HBO pulling off A Song of Ice and Fire in a great way. Especially with each book being given an entire season (!).
And, hidden at the bottom of the article...
Aside from writing the most recent draft of "Halo," Weiss recently adapted the William Gibson novel "Pattern Recognition" for WB and director Peter Weir.
The trailer for The Golden Compass, first book of the His Dark Materials series (which is definitely one of the best sets of books I've ever read), just dropped.
Actors look bang-on. Art direction looks awesome.
I am tentatively hopeful that it will not suck!
(And Lyra really does look like Lyra. Yay!)
My last few Netflix deliveries have been very disappointing. From the ridiculously derivative Blood, Guts, Bullets and Octane to the so totally unwatchable I didn't even try to watch it Dead Man, I have not been the happiest monkey with the quality of my past self's film choices.
Thankfully, Northfork is a really, really odd movie. Is is also really good.
The cinematography, costuming, and premise are all excellent. The incredible strangeness of the story and its various sub-plots work really well next to the backdrop of 1950s era dustbowl nowhere.
James Woods is, as always, totally awesome.
Nick Nolte as a priest is... great, actually. More than a little frightening, that.
I kept expecting Darryl Hannah to get naked and strangle someone with her thighs. Twenty years later, I'm really glad she didn't.
What the fuck.
I can just see these guys sitting around a table going:
"Okay, man, last time we had the aliens fight the Predators, how are we gonna RAMP THIS UP? WE GOTTA TAKE IT TO THE NEXT LEVEL."
"Oh, yeah, totally."
"So what are we gonna do?"
"We could give the aliens guns."
"No, that's stupid. Let's make a chick Predator. With big boobs."
"Hey, cool. But that's not TOTALLY RAMPED UP. What else?"
"Alien chicks! With big boobs!"
"No, no. Even I think that's stupid and I'm totally stoned right now. What about a .. uh. Alien. Predator. Hyberthingy. Like they had that dog alien thing in the third one."
"Woah. It could have like... three secondary mouth thingies."
(Ok, apparently the predalien -- ugh -- was in the last movie and also in the games. I don't remember it from AvP, and I didn't play the second one. I don't care. It's fucking stupid.)
Re-watched the Hollywood-pooped Hitchhiker's Guide last night. It was just as awful as I remembered. Certain bits were adequate, but overall the pacing was horrible, the jokes really don't work particularly well without a British accent, and ... well. Anyway. Whatever.
As a reviewer on imdb says:
As an adaptation from Douglas Adam's widely popular book, and seventies BBC radio script, this movie can be classified as poor. On the other hand, as a movie in its own right, this can be classified as awful, and somewhat damaging to your senses.
Except for Slartibartfast. Bill Nighy was wonderful.
A couple months ago I re-watched the Hollywood version of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. I'm sure I had all sorts of really interesting things to say about it, but I've managed, again, to scourge the awful from my mind.
All that's left is this screencap dumped into the mess of
~/Desktop, which should adequately exemplify how I feel about the bloody mess they made of it:
(And weirdly, just noticed that the guy who played Zaphod is Victor in the adaptation of Palahniuk's Choke. The things that get by you when you leave the cult.)