Some friends and I went and saw Obvious Child at Nitehawk Cinema in Brooklyn. Then we went to a high-end drinking establishment and had high class important discussions about the movie. I made an intelligent and profound video of it. If you’re too bored by this video to make it through all 5 minutes of it, then you’re not sophisticated or smart enough, which is understandable.
On the other hand, If you are totally engrossed and can’t get enough of this enriching subject matter, check out "Important Discussions about Don Jon”
Hey people, this movie’s funny. I watched it on an airplane while I was traveling the world. Written/directed by and starring Lake Bell, In a World is a just good-ass old fashioned fun movie. It debuted at Sundance last year, and it has tons of funny comedian types in it, including Demetri Martin, Ken Marino, Rob Corddry, Fred Melamed, Michaela Watkins, Tig Notaro, Stephanie Allyne, and Nick Offerman.
At the turn of year, I made a stupid commitment to watch all of the movies nominated for an Oscar except for the animated features. I basically fulfilled that commitment except not really. I wasn’t able to track down The Missing Picture anywhere. The Missing Picture was my missing picture on the Road to the Oscars. It finally came ‘round and became rentable on Itunes, so I watched it while on my Eurotrip.
This unique and beautiful documentary was nominated for best foreign language film. It’s about a man’s recollection of the events following the day in 1975 when Cambodian citizens were forced into labor camps. While there, they were often tortured, nearly starved, and robbed of all individual identity. The sad but fascinating story is told using amazing clay figurines in a diorama sort of way.
Road to the Oscars finally truly complete!
Never having seen Easy Rider or Thelma & Louise I totally accidentally decided to watch both of them last Saturday while I was watching some true american classics. SPOILER ALERT: Everyone dies at the end! I had no idea. Also, they are both same-sex buddy-buddy road trip movies. And they are both excellent movies.
Um, well. Ok this is awkward. I was hoping to sneak by without talking to you about this movie called Walk of Shame. I was on an airplane, and I had lots of wine and some of the whiskey that I carried on in my 1-quart plastic bag. So you can’t blame me for watching this movie. It also had Elizabeth Banks in it, and I like her. I didn’t expect much, just a few laughs. After the movie I took a nap. When I woke up and thought about the movie I felt kind of icky. So I got off the plane and took a train and a taxi and during my journey I remember all the bad jokes and totally unrealistic shenanigans. God I’m an idiot for watching this!
Elizabeth Banks had a difficult walk of shame because she lost all of her shit and made a bunch of dumb decisions. No one would help her because everyone in the entire city thinks that anyone in a skimpy party dress is a prostitute. When she tried not hard enough and then failed, she was unreasonably desperate and chased a corner drug dealer gang banger into a dark alley and had a discussion with him and his friends. They had guns. She survived.
Also the dude (James Marsden) who she met behind a club, went home with, then drunkenly banged, totally and unrealistically pursued her and wanted to date her or whatever.
We need to forget this movie ever happened, ok? It was a mistake.
I haven’t see a lot of these yet, but I think modage might be missing Chef.
1. The Raid 2: Berandal (dir: Gareth Evans)
2. The Double (dir: Richard Ayoade)
3. Mistaken For Strangers (dir: Tom Beringer)
4. Boyhood (dir: Richard Linklater)
5. Neighbors (dir: Nicholas Stoller)
6. Enemy (dir: Denis Villeneuve)
7. Only Lovers Left Alive (dir: Jim Jarmusch)
8. Under The Skin (dir: Jonathan Glazer)
9. Godzilla (dir: Gareth Edwards)
10. Edge Of Tomorrow (dir: Doug Liman)
Coming Soon: Frank, Listen Up Phillip, Song One, The Guest, The One I Love.
Here’s a whole bunch of neato photos from movie sets of classic films. The title of the article says that looking at these photos will change how you see movies forever. Forever!
I was recently in Berlin, Germany and I encountered a filmgalerie (video store)
This is the dirty dusty VHS area that is apparently not in use. The DVD area was next door.
America just lost out of the World Cup, friday is Fourth of July, so let’s get drunk on American spirit! The civil war is super boring; these are movies that really matter, that really rocked the world, man. Road trips. Baseball. Summertime. These movies taught us all something about what it means to be an American.
Palo Alto, a Gia Copolla film based on the book of short stories by James Franco, was not a good film. Apparently the stories were about boring regular high school kids screwing up, and Copolla attempted to bring the vignettes together to create one unified film. No arch, no climax, plenty of struggles, but the reasons why these kids were struggling is not clear. Maybe high school kids are just weird. Who cares. Anyway, that’s besides the point. The real point is that James Franco played the creepiest high school teacher slash girls soccer coach of all time. He slept with one of his players (Emma Roberts).
There was PLENTY of discomfort in this movie and James Franco’s scenes as Mr. B. (eww “Mr. B” really?) were by far the most uncomfortable. This was, in my opinion, the darkest story of the whole movie, especially if these stories are according to Wikipedia, “Inspired by some of Franco’s own teenage memories, and memories written and submitted by high school students at Palo Alto Senior High School”.
Has anyone asked if this story is true? Because James Franco poked fun at it. I think we are all aware of James Franco’s recent instagram activity. (I mean duh, how could you not be) The below instagram photo is made of stills from the movie, one of Mr B. about to do it with a high school chick.
See also Franco’s creepy dude semi-naked selfies, and of course, the ridiculous instagram creeping he played on a REAL TEENAGER. I guess Franco thinks this shit is funny or method or fourth wall or meta or performance art or some sort of fun publicity trick. Maybe (huge maybe) Franco’s blurring of lines between his pedophile character and his own self would have been worth it if this film was actually good or if it was a comedy, but the fact is, I can’t unsee this movie. Call it good acting, but I’ll never be able to see James Franco’s smile without thinking about Mr. B’s smile when he’s talking to young girls.