Ah yes, the smell of the summer blockbuster season. Is it just me or does it smell oddly of some horrid mix of sweat, testosterone, and moldy milk?
Wide Releases:
Fast Five: You know, it's incredibly easy to make fun of this film. I honestly don't even have to try. The trailer does all the work for me. And I know, people like me aren't the targeted demographic for this movie. Mostly because people like me couldn't care less about 1) fast cars 2) douches 3) fast car driving douches or 4) omg moments so riddled with plot contrivances that even the lowest form of thinking humans go "wtf mate?" Yet, this is what counts for entertainment these days. Brains barred, none stop 'mommy make the car go vrooooom' duuuuuuude mentality which has infected - yes, infected - too many movies. Wake me up when Super 8 comes out.
Prom: A moment of honesty on here - I didn't go to prom. And for good reason, I have no interest in prom, the schenanigans that go along with it, or this movies frail attempt at making it seem like some bastardization version of Pretty in Pink meets Dazed in Confused with horrid undertones of Gleemania (sorry, I am not amused). Am I one of the rare early 20 something curmudgeons who derives some pleasure from belittling things that look moronic to me? Yes, and that's nothing new. And neither is this. Therefore go forth those of you who look upon this and think "fun" - I shall be more than cheerful at home, indulging in foreplay with Burton and Taylor.
Hoodwinked Too! Hood Vs. Evil: My god, what a title. I feel like I've died and gone to the lowest form of movie title hell. Too instead of Two? Hilarious! Hold on while I struggle to keep my milk in my nose while simultaneously struggling to keep plates on my arms in an over the top fashion. But that wasn't enough for you people, was it? You had to go 'Hood vs. Evil' - I've typed that twice and already my soul has formed a black hole in the universe. Why? Dear everything that is good and intelligent in this universe, why? I'm going off to a corner for some peace, this is just too painful.
Limited Releases:
Dylan Dog: Dead of Night: Fanboys charge! I'll still be the guy off in the corner mumbling to himself about the damned kids on his lawn.
Cave of Forgotten Dreams: Son of a bitch! That's where they've all gone? And Herzog got there first? Crap! Now I'll never get them all back. By the time I get there the dream I had about winning the lotto will have been mutated into this trying tale of me winning the lotto in the middle of South America as I slowly struggle through a detainment camp before ultimately getting into a bar fight with a grizzly bear.
13 Assassins: Take Seven Samurai's basic plot, throw in a @(!*load more action and bloodshed from a guy known for his 'colorful' take on the latter, and you get one hell of a polka routine. Seriously, this looks like it might be good fun, if not over the top ridiculous, but I think this is the type of ridiculous I can get behind.
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This is a totally serious question:
At what point did kids start calling it "prom" instead of "the prom"? I always called it the latter.
I'm really looking forward to seeing Cave, but interestingly it ain't playing anywhere in this town (go figure!).
Assassins played TIFF and got some great buzz out of Actionfest a few weeks ago, so i think i might have to shace that one down too.
One thing I must admit about FURIOUS...I am curious to see the landing of that car-off-the-cliff/guys-jump-out moment. Don't ask me why.
I'm somewhat interested in seeing Fast Five but I will probably wait for the rent. Looks like mindless fun and it's actually getting good reviews.
@Rich I don't think it matters, just call it 'the night they became unabashed alcoholics' and leave it at that :)
@Mad I'm willing to bet 1) They land in water or 2) they land in the bed of a truck. That's pretty much all that ever happens unless they have a net of some sort spread out across the entire canyon.
@Castor The end is upon us! From here on out it's just duuuuuude and fanboy mania. Turn out the lights. Throw away the keys. Fire the waiters. Burn the building. Walk solmenly out into the dark and dreary night.
Saw the trailer for Dylan Dog - looks quirky and fun. And sorry, something about Fast Five just draws me in...
I lost a bet with a friend in the hockey playoffs and I have to buy tickets for a group of people Saturday night for...yup, Fast Five.
On IMAX.
Heh heh heh...just went and saw Fast Five with some friends with the promise 'It's a good film'. Thought to myself 'Probably not' but went to see it anyway. People kept showing up who I thought were meant to be dead (technically, Vin Diesel should have been dead within the first fifteen minutes) and my friends were just drooling over the cars.
Oh the hilarity!
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