Xander ,'End of Days'
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Finally saw Eastern Promises and wow, was that good, my only complaint is that it ended.
Right now, to save myself from watching the football game downstairs, I popped in Xanadu which is just as awesome as I remembered it (except for forgetting about the cartoon musical sequence, which made me cringe at first and then it ended up being quite good) and now I'm pissed that the ONJ/GK number was not on the soundtrack. Bastards.
Oh, The Eighties, how embarassing and wonderful you were.
I cringed my way through Logan's Run, thankful that Dennis was asleep most of the time. This morning it was in its little sleeve waiting to go back to Netflix so I'm guessing he preferred his nap to the actual film.
Yesterday I got "Logan's Run" and "Jacob's Ladder" confused. Imagine how weirdly those posts read.
I just finished Shoot 'Em Up. wow, is that ever a movie that lived up to its name! my dad wants to rewatch it to see how many people are killed. i told him i think it's an impossible task.
For a moment there I was thinking Seventh Veil, but no.
Oh, James Mason.
Oh, James Mason indeed. I flove that movie, even though the psychotherapy sessions are a bit ridiculous, and I feel like I'm betraying the sisterhood or something by woobiefying Mason's character like whoa because... well, he's a possessive, psychotic, abusive bastard. If you look at that film from another light, it's a freakin' horror movie, not romance, and that happy-ending is completely unrealistic and kinda creepy, actually. He breaks her fingers with his cane when she tries to leave him, for fuck's sake! But there is just something about the guardian/ward relationship that pushes my gothic romance-loving buttons, and well, there is James Mason. He's the prototypical Magnificent Bastard.
I agree on all points. It is All Kinds of Bad And Wrong And Fucked Up. I mean, he's her freaking father figure, for heaven's sakes!
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...but, yes, damn, it works for me. Gah.
DH and I watched There Will Be Blood last night, and while it's an incredibly well-made movie, with very strong direction and outstanding performances by all the actors, stunning cinematography and great period detail in the production design...I really wish I hadn't seen it. It was just very upsetting. All I wanted to do when it was over was wake Dylan up so I could hold him in my lap and cry. (Note to parents in thread: I did not actually go and do this. I know better than to wake a sleeping baby.)
I'm very much afraid that I look at the film from the other light Vonnie mentioned, with the added horrifying WTFness that his character seemed to me to be not only her father figure, and psychotic, and cruel, and a terrifying contemptuous finger-breaker, but ferociously and utterly gay (with a vague menacing undertone of "I am gay both because men are magnificent and because women are repulsive and I wish to fuck they'd all crawl away and die," but still the gayest man in Gayonia even without the misogyny).
The "happy" ending literally did not occur to me for one second until it actually happened, and then when it did I was left gibbering slack-jawed at the screen, "You're making out with your physically abusive clinically insane gay uncle and I should be happy for you? I...but...What? How? WHAT?" as the credits rolled.
::regretfully crosses "There Will Be Blood" off her to-be-seen list, like, forever::
Seeing Juno again for the second time in a theater. I can't remember the last time I did that. Or even wanted to.