Who doesn’t love a love story? I know I do. Of all the movies I watch, a lot of them end up being romantic movies. Within that genre, my hands down favorite sub-genre is literary romantic movies, or movies with a strong writing/art component. Because there is no one here to stop me, I will christen the sub-genre “Writerly Romance” (if this catches on as a concept, don’t forget that you heard it here first). Three great ones I’ve seen recently are Words and Pictures, Not Another Happy Ending, and The Longest Week. Continue reading
Can you stand the cuteness?
Okay, I know I have been on kind of an anti-chick-flick tear here. I make no secret of the fact that I am not in love with the genre. But, as these these things go, Definitely, Maybe isn’t bad.
First of all, Ryan Reynolds is: (1) attractive, (2) funny, and therefore (3) a compelling love interest. Nothing kills a romantic comedy’s appeal quicker than unattractive/annoying main characters or implausible chemistry between the would-be lovers. Continue reading
If any of you are harboring any romantic suppositions about what growing up selling smack in southwest Missouri would be like, you need to see Winter’s Bone. I haven’t spent as much time as some folks down in those parts, but I live right near there, and have been through and around the area enough to speak to some of the accuracies in the film. I was touched and moved by how correctly the Ozarks were depicted. Continue reading
How do you write a movie review without spoiling it for anyone else that wants to see it? The way they do trailers these days, you pretty much see the entire movie in the preview, and there is nothing left to the imagination: no twists, no surprises, no excitement. They hit all the high points, you get the gist, and the movie is just a longer version of the trailer. If you have any interest in this movie, I’m assuming you’ve seen the trailer, and I don’t want to give away any more than that. I’ll try to toe the line. Continue reading
A very specific sub-genre though it is, I love British spy-type comedies, of which Wild Target is the funniest, most entertaining representation I have seen in a long, long time (also, I think I may have the teeniest bit of a crush on Emily Blunt. Teeny tiny. Teensie (in this move particularly, she is just so adorably cute)). Continue reading
Bill Cunningham New York - it will make you smile
I’ve got the antidote for the first five chapters of Blood Meridian, and it’s available on Netflix streaming. Bill Cunningham New York, possibly the most charming, cheerful documentary I’ve ever seen, and I’ve seen a lot of them.
It made me happy. I can’t say it any better than that.
Bill Cunningham has basically spent his entire life (he turns 80 during the film) bicycling (around Manhattan, taking pictures of what people are wearing. He works for the New York Times, but you get the sense that he’d be doing the same thing even if he wasn’t getting paid to do it).
He lives a very simple life in a very complicated city. His apartment is beyond tiny. He doesn’t have a bathroom, kitchen, or a shower; he uses public facilities and eats out. Continue reading
Poster from the movie Hanna
After Dunce Two’s insane review of the movie Frozen, which is quite good–the movie, not the review, which froths with babbling madness–I thought I’d jump in with a review of my own.
A couple of weeks ago I went to Hanna, which also features a young person in peril. Although unlike Frozen, Hanna knows how to handle her situation–and everyone else. Continue reading