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Post by Ayinger on Jan 6, 2009 22:28:27 GMT -5
My Netflix Instant Queue currently has 64 entries... the ones I intend to watch during break from my studies: Rebel Without a Cause A Streetcar Named Desire East of Eden Mr. Smith Goes to Washington Strangers on a Train The Andromeda Strain Ordinary People Dog Day Afternoon Cool Hand Luke Casablanca The Manchurian Candidate (1962) The Day the Earth Stood Still Gone Baby Gone Of Mice and Men In Cold Blood Jesus of Montreal The Doom Generation I'm kind of excited. Netflix is an amazing thing... especially when your boyfriend has an XBox 360 with an XBox Live Gold Account. How far did you make it through your list Matt? |
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Post by Thorngrub on Jan 13, 2009 20:14:59 GMT -5
i have not seen the movie smiley face amps. either of you guys seen this little gem of a biker exploitation flick called hell ride. its one of the quentin tarantino presents deals. only this time he put forth the cash to scare up long under cover or gone to ground late 60s/early 70s exploitation biker film guru, Larry Bishop. That's this guy right here.  Anyhow where were we. Oh yeah hell ride. ok so this movie is like, the worst piece of shit. to losers. its only really "violent" if you try out the screen antics for yourself. every woman in it is objectified, and looks as if they stepped out of the pages of Penthouse magazine. I just picked a classy rag in case one of them is reading this. Anyhow they are all hotter than a waxed Mexican chili pepper. In this movie some of them hump a pool table and speak lasciviously. That's when you talk while running your tongue tip the full circle around your lips. Try it. "Lasciviously"... Damn thats hot. There are well muscled, tattooed guys putting arrows into people in this movie. Its really kinda kinky. That Vinnie Jones guy, you know the one who played Bullet Tooth Tony in Madonna's ex-boy toy's flick SNATCH. Well in this movie he's like the lead killer for the Six Six Six's, the rival biker gang that brutally murdered Eric Balfour's character's Mom. Some mild spoilers to follow, if you don't mind. I'll try and not let it ruin the movie experience itself, for you. So anyhow, Vinnie Jones' character is called Billy Wings, on account of these wings tattooed all over him, see. Each of these wings represent a pussy he's eaten. They're all different colors. Each colored wing represents what kind of pussy - one color is for police woman pussy, one color is for black pussy, you get the general idea. So when a stripper asks him while giving him a lap dance and he practically rapes her neck with his tongue, what are the purple ones for, and he answers dead pussy, you begin to understand the kind of character he plays and is a good indication of what kind of movie we're dealing with, here. Its a movie where everything wrong with it is done on fucking purpose. Each and every little complaint lodged out there about this movie, which results in an extremely low percentage rating on rottentomatoes. com for instance, is the reason it was made in the first place. This movie stars Michael Madsen, Vinnie Jones, David Carradine, and Dennis Hopper. Larry Bishop takes the lead in a surprisingly well presented fashion as the despicable Pistolero, the president of a biker gang called the Victors, and these are the good guys. If you want to see him round up the gang and indoctrinate Eric Balfour into the Victors so he can be led to the man who brutally murdered his Mother, then this is the movie for you. It comes loaded with cheap and sleazy nudity and violence, not too much sex or profanity. There is bad acting all around, even from the heavyweights Carradine and Hopper. There is a certain deranged charm to this flick, I really dug it. The music is excellent, for one thing. And the dialogue reaches such heights of absurdity at points that although sometimes it seems a little forced, other times it pays off in weirdly syncopated poetry. Here is a movie to be despised or liked. It is a mixed affair of an attempt at filming "the ultimate biker movie", as I believe Tarantino mentioned. In many ways, it works. In many other ways, it doesn't. What the hell did ya expect anyway. Its fucking grindhouse exploitation cinema. It is trying to make a comeback. As far as I can tell, it don't matter none how well it may be received. Because a lot of this type of thing is a labor of love. Hell Ride is like that only I suspect the cast and everyone involved may have contracted an infectiously transmitted disease. I know I have. And I want more movies like this. Cheap and cheesy. They go down easy. Bring on the new grindhouse era. This Warrior is ready to play. |
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Post by phil on Jan 17, 2009 17:02:11 GMT -5
Still in the serie "THE AMERICA WE LOVE"
Twenty american movies to bring on a deserted island...
Not a Top 20 List ... Just a bunch of great movies!!
- Modern Times de Charlie Chaplin
- The Godfather II de Francis Ford Coppola
- Happiness de Todd Solonz
- Manhattan de Woody Allen (among lots of other films)
- Bowling for Columbine de Michael Moore
- Blue Velvet de David Lynch (among others)
- Election d'Alexander Payne
- Fargo des Coen brothers
- Traffic de Steven Soderbergh
- Pulp Fiction de Quentin Tarantino
- Citizen Kane d'Orson Welles
- 2001: À Space Odyssey de Stanley Kubrick (among others)
- There Will Be Blood de Paul Thomas Anderson
- Lost in Translation de Sofia Coppola
- Chinatown de Roman Polanski
- Do the Right Thing de Spike Lee
- Elephant de Gus Van Sant
- Taxi Driver de Martin Scorsese
- Being John Malkovich de Spike Jonze
- Brokeback Mountain d'Ang Lee
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Post by Thorngrub on Jan 20, 2009 16:23:24 GMT -5
I watched 2001: A Space Odyssey yesterday, on VHS
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Post by Ampage on Jan 29, 2009 19:02:36 GMT -5
FINALLY! The Wrestler is opening here tomorrow (along w/Milk). I will be there this weekend with my slinglet on!
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Post by Thorngrub on Feb 13, 2009 11:38:09 GMT -5
Ian McKellan is the fucking man.
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Post by Ampage on Feb 14, 2009 20:25:57 GMT -5
Matt, your sexy radar is kinda gross.
Frozen River - Melissa Leo gives a good performance, but I think it was the part. Many could have torn that up. The movie itself has alot to be desired, including out and out unrealism, but whatev.
6/10 Amps
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Post by Ayinger on Mar 27, 2009 19:49:59 GMT -5
Sean Penn IS Larry Fine ??? [/b]   [/center] Maybe it'll work.....but Jim Carrey as Curly ain't gonna happen on the screen. |
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Post by Thorngrub on Mar 31, 2009 12:09:35 GMT -5
Hey Matt, this one's For You:
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Post by Ayinger on May 10, 2009 20:49:33 GMT -5
have to say I was greatly more impressed than I thought I'd be... |
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Post by skovrecky on May 11, 2009 10:46:24 GMT -5
The new Star Trek movie is bitchin! I haven't walked out of a movie theater that impressed in a long time.
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Post by skovrecky on May 11, 2009 11:44:22 GMT -5
The dude is on a serious high point with me as of now. Alias, Fringe, Cloverfield, the first 3 seasons of Lost and now this?! I'm loving this guy.
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Post by Thorngrub on May 23, 2009 12:14:34 GMT -5
I LOVED STAR TREK !  |
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Post by Thorngrub on May 23, 2009 12:15:08 GMT -5
TERMINATOR: SALVATION is truly an abomination to the franchise - and don't for one second suspect otherwise.
I read one thing in the paper yesterday that suggested "the critics liked it" -(?) -- it garnered an astonishing Two And A Half stars in our local rag - - (!!) -- with a caveat that "it has no heart" -- well there's a shocker for ya -- I do not need to be told that a piece of shit has no cardiovascular system -- its a redundancy I can do without, thank you very much -- here is a movie that deserves not one whit more than a ZERO STAR rating.
How on earth anyone - a professional critic or otherwise -- could even possibly give this movie more than ZERO STARS is beyond me. This sorry excuse for a movie is firing on ALL chambers when it comes to MISSING the mark:
No shred of a plot with any grounded sense of coherence whatsoever, folks. The director "McG"'s notion of a plot can be summed up in one name, "John Connor." Oh wait, I forgot - there is a twist. (Don't worry about spoilers - - I couldn't possibly spoil this for you, and I don't mean that in a cheeky way. I literally mean that it is a physical impossibility for something without a plot to be spoiled. So read on. The twist is "Kyle Reese." Just throw in another iconic sounding character name with which an awestruck silence is generated every time its mentioned, and there you have it: the totality of this movie's "plot". (Don't ask me for an explanation: the movie offers none.)
And just as bad as "no plot" is the excruciatingly unfortunate realization that the setting - nearly a decade in the future (2018) - has zero visionary qualities, and I have to point out here that it ain't for any potentially noble reason as having accurately predicted that not much will change in 9 years. No. It's because they filmed this with what must have been McG's and crew's own jeeps and equipment - throw some military camo netting and things bought for cheap at your local army surplus store, and wala-!-you have "Terminater: Salvation". When all the dust settles - - you sit there blinking in astonishment that there really wasn't one damn worthy thing about this movie - no awesome future setting and no fully realized "terminator army"; just a few badly strewn together props with stale cheesy dialog thrown in.
But the movie did have some thought put into it, I guess. There is the token ragamuffin 9 year old girl with the nappy hair (check); her charming teenaged companion with the mystery persona (check); and their god -given ability to pop out of nowhere with a convenient remote mine-trigger device to blow up titanic renegate Terminaters at a moment's notice (check).
This movie is far less than the sum of it's assembled parts - assembled entirely from every genre movie that came before it. I kid you not: if you were to painstakingly eliminate each and every scene and reference to a previous movie (Mad Max, Road Warrior, Terminators, etc) you would be left with NOTHING. It is that unoriginal.
So here's the deal. I've warned you not to waste your time and money and consciousness seeing this, and I meant it from the bottom of my heart. Seeing as how I happen to know that this is a "special" installment or continuation of a franchise that means a lot to us - I don't expect you to take my word for it. I know how it is. You want to find out for yourself; hell, you need to. So let's make a deal.
Halfway through the movie, the only thought running through my head was "I should lead a revolt of audience members to the box office demanding our money back". God do I ever wish I had at least tried. To do so - I would naturally have had to begin hurling obscenities at the screen, and I didn't because, well I didn't want to ruin the possibility that others might be, koff, enjoying themselves *wince*. Do I ever regret it, now.
When the ultimate slap to the face arrives (the end credits) -- you too will wish YOU had been the leader of such a noble revolt. So NOW you have the opportunity handed to you on a silver platter. I beseech thee all -- someone must take the responsibility to just yell out midway through this cinematic turd "THIS SUX!" with their fist in the air, and I can't imagine no one else in the theater agreeing or muttering their sympathetic consent. TAKE the opportunity to leap to your feet and look wildly around you. FIND the people frozen in their seats with eyes glazed over - decent people like you and me who have obviously INVESTED their hope, high expectations, valuable time, and hard-earned money - SNAP them awake to the realization that WE DON'T DESERVE THIS CRAP from Hollywood! Shout out dramatically "LET'S GO GET OUR MONEY BACK, PEOPLE!" and lead their way out of that theater and to the front lobby.
I want to read about it in the papers, how good people in several midwestern states ROSE UP and DEMANDED their money back. Because if we all just sit there like sheep stunned into submission - then we deserve yet another installment of prefabricated plasticity shoved down our throats. Let this be a lesson to all who would blunder into a theater to see a movie by someone named "McG". If its zero nutrition fast food fake movie franchise that you want - then you know where to line up.
TERMINATOR: SALVATION opened in theaters nationwide Thursday, May 21st.
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Post by Ayinger on May 23, 2009 13:30:06 GMT -5
I've seen previews for it over and over again and while some scenes LOOKED impressive, I have to say every bit of dialog in the clips had me going 'eerrrrr,,,,,' --- something was missing and I think you just filled it in.
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