Added New Fellow Blogger

I added a new link today for Deann.

You should check her out when you get the chance, she is one funny lady with a way more exciting life than I have.

cheers!

My Blog Is a Mess

If my blog looks crazy it is because I am making my movie review section smaller and have to do seperate posts so that I can have something to link to in my template.

Also, blogger is sucking so it isn't exactly being nice to me today.

sigh

V - Z

The Village

Van Helsing Review

Walking Tall

Q - U

Resident Evil: Apocalypse

Flashback Moment : Robocop

Saved!

Shaun of the Dead

Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow preview

Thunderbirds preview

25th Hour Banter

Troy preview

Troy review

Jason and Freddy vs. Ash

And that's not Ash Ketchum to you young folks.

"In a move that proves no idea is too ridiculous to commit to film, New Line is in negotiations to have homicidal maniacs Freddy Krueger and Jason Voorhees reteam and face off against ultra-cool Ash from the "Evil Dead" franchise, says the Hollywood Reporter. While we firmly believe Bruce Campbell deserves much better than this film, we secretly hope the project gets made fast, 'cause we can't wait to see it."

MSN Entertainment

All I have to say is "Hail to the king, baby."

K - P

King Arthur

Legend of Ron Burgundy

Manchurian Candidate review

Paparazzi

Passion of the Christ

F - J

The Forgotten

Hellboy

I, Robot preview

Immortel

I, Robot review

Jason and Freddy vs. Ash -preview thoughts-

A - E

Aeon Flux -preview- Banter

AvP preview

The Bourne Supremacy

CatWoman preview

CatWoman review

Collateral Review

Dawn of the Dead

Eko Eko Azarak - Wizard of Darkness

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Exorcist: The Beginning

The Bourne Supremacy Review

Dkzone stated in my upcoming reviews comments that:

"Bourne supremacy was mediocre. The main character is dry as the mojave."

Shame, shame, shame on you, Dk.

According to my notes, it was a slam dunk and I was actually happy the "main character" i.e. Jason Bourne was not exactly an emotional wreck.

Why would a super-spy out to find the truth and can kick ass like wild fire have to be all emotional? Is it not enough that he wants revenge for his lover's death and at the same time find the truth about himself? Does he have to cry about it?

I don't think so. And personally, I would have to kick him out of bed if he did.

sucker

Ok, so anyway onto my review. This movie rocked my socks off and I liked it even better than the first installment. I cannot wait for the last [third] movie because it will make one of the better dvd collections out there.



I figured I could ramble on about how great it was but instead I am just going to post the notes I wrote down when I watched it.

Yeah, this should be fun.

a cinematic feast for the eyes

classy stylish and lush

kept in tune with the ongoing plot i love when they actually accomplish this

young damon playing a spy didn't sit right with me but he does such a great job at being stony faced

impressed with real-time speed when kicking butt and then making a cell phone turn into a transistor in seconds flat, no lolly-gagging around, in sync with real life training

excellent

These were all simple notes jotted down during chase scenes (some of the best I have seen), martial arts showdowns, and realizations coming into play.

It really a great movie and if you can get the opportunity to see it, you should. A great escape with a hero that you can cheer on as he goes through changes internally and externally and comes to terms with who and what he is.

And he isn't crying into his milk when he does.

Troy Review

Well, I know that I said that I would have a review for you on this movie and that there were a couple of parts that I enjoyed...so here it goes.

It was only like 15 minutes into the movie...but then you can probably guess why that is in a bit.

The first scene that I liked was when Achilles was proving that he can run really fast, then swing on a big guy and quickly stab him without even thinking, right in the neck.



That was cool. I thought there would more cool scenes like that.

There weren't.

Anyway, the other scene I liked and it was the last part of the movie I saw, was when Achilles mom tells him:

"If you stay in Larissa, you will find peace.
You will find a wonderful woman, and you will have sons and daughters,
who will have children. And they'll all love you and remember your name.
But when your children are dead, and their children after them,
your name will be forgotten...
If you go to Troy, glory will be yours.
They will write stories about your victories in thousands of years!
And the world will remember your name.
But if you go to Troy, you will never come back...
for your glory walks hand-in-hand with your doom.
And I shall never see you again. "

I love this scene because it truly makes you feel like the insignificant speck that you are and to say fuck it sometimes. weep


"The ego can pull the sanest man into insanity."
~Ahta

I just came up with that, "write that down"


After that part, I turned it off because the image of Brad Pitt showing off his bronzed cheekbones and looking towards the sun hearing the clang of destiny ring through the land (and his pea-sized brain) was a bit too much for me and so I had to turn the melodrama off.

Truth be told, the best actor in this film was cutie Eric Bana and to say that I was thrilled that they covered up his big ears so that he would be the perfect speciman of man-flesh I have ever seen would be an over-exaggeration.

Orlando, you looked quite nice too, albeit a tad too young.

By the way, I was talking with a fellow blogger named Deanna (great gal) and she commented that she absolutely did not like this movie. Now, I think I mentioned why I couldn't stomach it but perhaps she has a more sensible answer than me since I tend to be shallow and unaffected by any real plot.

And to Brad, you are still the most beautiful man alive, don't ever let anyone tell you any different, but seriously, stick with the wack-a-doo roles because you seem to do them justice.

So there you have it, my small but "eh" review.

The Manchurian Candidate Review

Plot Outline: "In the midst of the Gulf War, soldiers are kidnapped and brainwashed for sinister purposes."



Having never seen the 1962 version of this movie, I can't really comment on the minute similarities except that I know that the new flick is definitely updated for 2004. The Gulf war replaces the Korean War and what actually fascinated me the most was the placing of a black man (Washington) in a prior white male role (Sinatra).

I think I might’ve seen a pig fly the day they cast this role. I’m pretty sure of it.

Now while the premise is the same, I can only take a gander at how many old, anal-retentive, close minded farts almost had a heart attack when they either 1. heard this news or 2. saw the previews. I am sure their numbers won’t be missed at the box office.

But anyway, back on subject and just another thought to throw out there were a few scenes here and there that just reminded me of Stephen King's The Dead Zone way too much and I had to stop the movie and make sure that it was water I was drinking and not sangria.

It definitely had some creepy parts, which kept me interested because it showed the deterioration of the main character's mind (Washington) and with Macbeth incestuous undertones from Meryl Streep's tyrannical mother to Liev Schreiber's Raymond Shaw, I was properly grossed out when Streep leans in to kiss her son on the mouth.

The mouth, people.

I am very glad to mention that they just show the indication that this will happen, they don’t actually show it.

Thank the lard.

Streep is so good in this movie that she almost has you thinking that you are the pervert since why in the world would a loving, widowed, loud-mouthed, patriotic senator for the United States government be interested in her son? Sexually, no less!

dirty dirty mind!

Schreiber plays the victim/predator role rather well and while he is very believable, I actually think there were a few scenes that he might actually be sleeping. But I guess that’s not really such a stretch of what a brainwashed political candidate is in reality.

Washington was great as the scruffy nut that people thought he was and I actually almost fell in love with him like I did with Mel Gibson in Conspiracy Theory. Even though I didn’t enjoy Conspiracy as much as this movie (since Julia Roberts just downgrades it in the first place), it’s the same desperation in knowing that you aren’t crazy and that sometimes it actually is everyone else out to get you.

I know that I believe that on a daily basis.

See? I could be right too!

Right?

right?


I will post The Bourne Supremacy review tonight or tomorrow, I left my notes at home so that's how it goes.

Are Children Needed Anymore?

I found this article over at a site that MsP showed me and I have to say that maybe not.

And also I don't feel so bad anymore about the fact that I don't want them because I actually see no reason for them and what benefit could possibly come from having them.

Not to sound selfish but hey fuck it, I don't have any and I don't want any and I am sure this fact will not impact the world in general anyway.


Major point from article:

The biggest societal function that children serve today is to spend money or to have money spent on them. And, since that is nowhere near enough, confusion reigns -- for the kids, and for their parents, educators, therapists, legislators, and, in fact, most adults.

Couldn't have said it better myself. Case in point, my nephew has more toys that he knows what to do with, yet whenever my sister takes him to Toys r' us, it's like dealing with a demon child. The kid cannot understand the concept of "No." and it is all my sister's fault. She buys him all the toys, clothes, food and even coddling that he wants.

She wasn't raised that way and neither was I. I mean our parents struggled and we weren't exactly poor (although before she came along, we were teetering on edge a couple of times there) but we were not middle-class either. So why is she spoiling my nephew this way?

When I go home to visit the family, I treat the kid like he is an adult and I state that I am not impressed with his tantrums and basically that I am not his mother so whatever he tries to pull won't work with me.

You know what? He loves it. The kid is crazy, I am telling you. He proceeds to follow me around the house, yapping away and talking about cool things that I am sure his mother will never be privy to because she is too busy looking at the label of some new shirt that just came out at The Gap.

sheesh