yesterday:
having decided that it was time for a break from “serious” films, yesterday evening i went for something a little more comedic. more of a cult favorite. less with the thinky, more with the one-liners that i can totally relate to. more… you know, destructiony.
“And I said, I don’t care if they lay me off either, because I told, I told Bill that if they move my desk one more time, then, then I’m, I’m quitting, I’m going to quit. And, and I told Don too, because they’ve moved my desk four times already this year, and I used to be over by the window, and I could see the squirrels, and they were merry, but then, they switched from the Swingline to the Boston stapler, but I kept my Swingline stapler because it didn’t bind up as much, and I kept the staples for the Swingline stapler and it’s not okay because if they take my stapler then I’ll set the building on fire… .”
today:
i was looking at books on amazon the other day about the AAGPBL, so this was a natural choice when i gravitated towards a baseball movie (of which i have only two on DVD; you’d really think that Bull Durham
would be one of them, but apparently not. it must not have shown up in a $5 discount bin when i was around, yet. alas.). even if the baseball is pretty bad in the movie, it’s still a baseball movie. and it’s also about the right amount of intellectualism for when you get out of bed at 7AM and sleepwalk your way to the DVD player while waiting for the coffee to hurry up and finish brewing already.
i hadn’t watched True Romance for ages and ages. which is a shame, you know, because on the kaboom scale it’s really right up there, and everyone knows (or should know) how i feel about the kaboom. or, i should say: KABOOM! i think this is probably the weakest of the three kinda-trilogy blow-shit-up films (along with Reservoir Dogs
plus, seriously, if you haven’t seen the movie before, brad pitt’s character alone is worth the price of admission.
and finally, making his second appearance in today’s lineup, crazy gary oldman starring in Harry Potter and The Only Director Who Knew His Craft!
as someone who freely admits to being a harry potter fan (despite being old enough to vote), this is the only one of the (four thus far) films i can take seriously. actually, not only can i take this one seriously, but i really like it. i think the castle and settings are beautiful, and the details bring a lot of the book’s ideas (if not specifics) to life (like the floating candles, and the floating-solar-system-mockup-thingy in Lupin’s rooms). plus the kids have learned a little more about how to act, and alan rickman gets to be snarky and marvellous, which is always good. ooh, alan rickman snark, that gives me an idea for my next movie of this long, slacker vacation might be. (actually, alan rickman snark could be considered to have kicked off moviefest ’06, considering i often like to celebrate christmas eve as i did this year: with a viewing of Die Hard
p.s. no, i have no idea why i decided to title this post badger badger badger. i’m pretty sure there’s some long convoluted stream of consciousness-explicable analysis i could come up with if i really try, but mostly i’m just all about the badger badger badger. OOOOOH! A SNAKE!
