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Rachel Getting Married
Squirms of Endearment
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It’s been quite a long time since Jonathan Demme made a narrative film worthy of praise. 15 years to be exact, as Philadelphia was his last fictional work of note, which was quite an hamazin’ follow-up to the bestness that came a year before, Silence of The Lambs. While he’s excelled recently with a pair of documentaries (Jimmy Carter Man From Plains and The Agronomist), big budget Hollywood fluff like The Manchurian Candidate and The Truth About Charlie have been questionable choices for a man of such great talent, even the latter being repoopulously ridiculed by Marky Mark and Ari Gold on Entourage. We can now table such discussions as Demme surges back big time with the little ensemble family drama Rachel Getting Married, which has now sirpassed the funtastic Married To The Mob as his finest ‘married’ movie of balls thyme

From a character rich script by Sidney Lumet‘s daughter Jenny (not to be confused with his other daughter Amy, most famous for putting her giant rack on display at the 2005 Academy Awards), Demme throws an intimate wedding party (including such guests as Fab 5 Freddy, Roger Corman and Robyn Hitchcock… guess Jimmy Carter wasn’t unavailable) that’s almos as catastrophic and more unnerving than what transgressed in Meet the Parents. Anne Hathaway achingly plays Kym, the Gaylord ‘Greg’ Focker role here that’s eons away from the kiddie stuff she’s done before, and while you’ll feel just as sorry for her as you did for Ben Stiller, there aren’t many laffs to ease her or our pain. Kym’s been in and out of rehab for ages, ever since a tragic event in her adolescence, and she’s coming back home to celebrate, although ruin might be a better word, her sister (Rosemarie DeWitt, aka Mad Men‘s Midge Daniels)’s nuptials (to TV On The Radio‘s lead singer Tunde Adebimpe). While her family’s happy to see her at first, including her overly cautious pop (stage actor and Elmo pal Bill Irwin, who shines bright) and his cold and distant ex-wife (Debra Winger, who’s been sorely missed in the world of cinema), Kym quickly shifts the attention from her sis’ happiness to her unhappiness, and all hell breaks lose. There is light at the end of this dark tunnel, and the actual wedding is soulful and so gorgeous that you’ll wish you were invited. Rachel is dynamite stuff and is right up there with The Visitor, Mister Lonely, Towelhead and Frozen River as some of the mos touching and affecting films we’ve seen this year

Corny Stalk: Anne, beware of ESPN’s (un) The Talented Mr. Roto, who may need a restraining order cause he’s obsessed with you

Verdictgo: Breast In Show

Blindness
See No Evil No See
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After City of Gawd and The Constant Gardner we’ve come to eggspect nothing but the best from director Fernando Meirelles. Blindness, adapted from the celebrated book by José Saramago, may not be on par with either of those last two brilliant films, but it comes awfully darn close. Blindness is about an unnamed city dealing with the outbreak of an unexplained… BLINDNESS epidemic. The blindness keeps getting passed from one poor soul to another, and eventually becomes such a major problem that the government quarantines the inflicted in an abandoned hospital. They’re basically left on their own, and if you can imagine the blind leading the blind, then you’ll have a purty good idea of how bad shiz will get. Luckily the wife (Juliane Moore) of a blind optometrist (Mark Ruffalo) can see, although not everyone is aware of this, and she does her best to make order out of the chaos, while trying to hold onto her sanity in the process. This cast is rounded out with remarkable performances by Gael García Bernal,
ef=”http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001999/” target=”_blank”>Maury Chaykin, Danny Glover, Alice Braga, Yusuke Iseya and Don McKellar, who also wrote the screenplay

While this supposedly unfilmable film may be a bit muddled in the story and message delivery department, probably due to the fact that the novel was written in a stream-of-consciousness prose, we dare you to name another film this year that equals its beauty, or is as mesmerizing or stomach turning and churning as Blindness is. Actually Rachel Getting Married fits that bill, but it’s not about a dystopian society and we’re major suckers for that genre so take that! This is kinda like a junior Children of Men, which in our opinion, could be one of the bestest movies of the decade. This isn’t even close to being one of the best of the decade, but it’s close to breaking our top ten of 2008. Others don’t seem to agree and we hope they go blind

Blinded By The Light: while we haven’t seen The Miracle Worker or City Lights, here are six pics about blindness we recommend you viddy well… Tommy, Dancer In The Dark, Ray, The Village, Manhunter and Blind Date. OK, so Blind Date isn’t about blind people, but it IS about dates that are blind!

Verdictgo: Breast In Show

Humboldt County
Puff, Puff, Pass
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Peter(Jeremy Strong)’s a recently failed and disillusioned med student who needs to lighten up, and does so by lighting up. After a one night stand with a singer named Bogart (Fairuza Balk), he follows her to the Nor-Cal county in the film’s title, which if you weren’t aware is HIGHly known for it’s cannabis growing. The next day she ups and leaves, and leaves him with her wacky tobaccy family (Grima Wormtongue, Ruth Fisher, Doug from VCB). The fish out of water eventually learns how to walk on high land and is soon chillaxing and waxing about life with these granola barflys. While it may be a bit more realistic of a pot movie than Pineapple Excess was, Humboldt is like taking a hit from a cashed bowl. If you don’t know what that means, you probably won’t be interested in Humboldt, but if you do know what that means, you should juss stay home and pack a freshie

Building Bridges: Lawrence Bridges makes his acting debut with Humboldt, but the dude has a lot of other talents, including casting Brad Pitt in his first commercial, a Pringles spot

Verdictgo: Very Little Merit But No Stinkin Badges

Rachel joins Humboldt in very limited release, while Blindness opens thighs wide

until next thyme the balcony is clothed…

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Yeast Meets Wes

Appaloosa
The Mild Mild West
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With 2000’s Pollock, Ed Harris found a perfect subject and vehicle that not only displayed his usual wonderful acting skills, but also debuted his talent as a director. 8 years later comes his follow-up, Appaloosa, but this time he doesn’t hit the mark in the director’s chair or in the acting department. Harris plays Virgil Cole, a no nonsense marshal for hire who makes a decent living traveling with his mustached partner Everett Hitch (and History of Violence co-star Viggo Mortensen, who by far delivers the only commendable performance in the picture) from town to town that are in dire need of justice. They set up shop, with their own set of rules, in the city of… Appaloosa. The baddies they’re up against are led by Randall Bragg (Jeremy Irons, whose accent is mos outta place here), a man we’re told is an awful human being, but other than shooting 3 guys in the opening scene, he seems like a decent fellow… at least someone who’s a lil more colorful than the bland Virgil and Everett. V and T eventually arrest Bragg, then he gets rescued by his bandit buddy yes men, so they have to chase after him again, and after they capture him again, he escapes again, and so on and so forth. This game of cat and mouse is about as thrilling as playing Mouse Trap w/o all those doohickeys on the board. There’s really no need to mention Renée Zellweger‘s character Allison French, a newly arrived widow who wakes up the dead emotions stewing inside Virgil, but her actions and feelings flip-flop back and forth more than John Kerry that it literally drove us insane, even more so than that sour lemon face she makes ,and even more so so than the horrid musical score and the Tom Petty song played in the closing credits

We’re not really big fans of westerns, and this slow rolling, virtually actionless talk fest only increases our distaste of the genre. While Appaloosa strives to be a different kind of oater film then the ones of old, it ultimately ends up with nothing new to offer. It’s not as long winded (and long running timed) as last year’s The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford, yet it’s not nearly as appealing either. At least Jesse James was based on history instead of fiction. And compared to the overly enjoyable 3:10 To Yuma remake Harris’ joint feels like 3:10 To Snoozema. This aint no shoot em up, it’s a shoot em downer

Western Union: our mos flavorite western of all time isn’t even a movie, it be those Hubba Bubba Bubble Gum ads from the 80s, starring the Gum Fighter

Verdictgo: Viggo keeps this baby alive, so Very Merit But No Stinkin Badges

The Duchess
Duking It Out
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Imagine if Elizabeth Bennett from Pride and Prejudice went against her heart and better judgment and an ended up marrying the dreadful Mr Collins. Now you have a picture of what The Duchess is all about, and it’s not hard to fathom considering Keira Knightley starred in both P&P and as the title character in this new film, based on the bumpy life of Georgiana Cavendish ( née Spencer, and yes actually realted to Princess Di) Duchess of Devonshire. Knightley’s knight in not so shining armor is the Duke of Devonshire (Ralph Fiennes), a cold man more interested in a male heir than having Georgiana as his wife. He treats her like a dog, although he treats his dogs a lot better than he treats her. She has no choice but to go along with it, for the sake of her own place in society and the 2 daughters she already sired with him. Things get complicated when G (the Duke’s nickname for her) befriends Lady Elizabeth ‘Bess’ Foster (rising star Hayley Atwell) and she moves into their palatial manor. Sparks fly between Bess and the Duke, and once again, G has no choice but to play along. She finds a bit of happiness in the arms of an old admirer, and future Prime Minister Charles Grey (the powerful-eyed, yet dull Dominic Cooper, last seen as the groom in Mama Mia!) and even dares to ask the Duke to set her free to him. He obviously can’t be having that, for the sake of his reputation, so the game of Three’s A Crowd continues. Poor G, but at least she gets to sport awesome hairdos! If yer a fan of stuffy British costume dramas, you’ll be right at home with this decent flick that’s excels mainly because it all really happened. As for those who aren’t, you may want to stay away and juss rent the one stuffy British costume drama that’s required viewing: Barry Lyndon

Gains(borough) and Losses: the history of the endless lost and finding of Gainsborough’s painting Georgiana Duchess of Devonshire

Verdictgo: Jeepers Worth A Peepers

A Thousand Years of Good Prayers
83 Minutes of Good Stuff
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If China had a Lifetime channel A Thousand Years of Good Prayers would be playing repeatedly as a movie of the week. While it’s more centered on a father (Henry O, not to be confused with O Henry or the Oh Henry cnady bar), it still has a lot to do with his daughter (Feihong Yu), and the disconnection between the two. The widowed father lives in China and decides to visit his daughter in the dreary Pacific Northwest. Now that mom’s passed on, the two have little in common, but daddy tries his best to make up for lost time. This sweet and quiet film by Wayne Wang is a return to form to his earlier films in a similar vein, which focus on keeping up with Chinese culture in America. It’s nice to see Wang back in this place again instead of delivering Hollywood drivel, like giving Queen Latifah her Last Holiday or making J-Lo be Maid in Manhattan

Keep A Thigh On: that Russian guy Pavel Lychnikoff (sometimes credited as Pasha D. Lychnikoff, Pasha Lychnikoff, Pavel D. Lychnikoff, Pasha Lynchinkov, Pasha D. Lynchnikoff, Pasha Lynchnikoff, Pavel D. Lynchnikoff and Pasha Lynchnikov). he briefly pops up in Prayers as the daughter’s lover, with not much to do cept stand and look Russian. you may have already seen him somewhere before, maybe as a Russian Commie bastard solider in Crystal Skull or perhaps as a Russian guy in Cloverfield or perchance as a Russian guy in Charlie Wilson’s War or percapita as a Russian guy on Deadwood

Verdictgo: Jeepers Worth A Peepers

all three films open in limited release today

until next thyme the balcony is clothed…

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Nice Try Lao Che

we’re setting our eggspectations low for Indy 4, but still, it has to at least make up for the 3 sh%tty Star Wars prequels

while we weight for opening day
here’s a bunch of Indy hype-r space shazzle dazzle…

The People Who Were Almost Cast, Indiana Clones, Name The Character (which is KIMpossible) and plenty more goodies during Empire mag’s month long Indy love fest

JD Salinger found Raiders to be ‘unwitty, unfunny awful socko-ness

real peoples named Indiana Jones, and one even from MARION, Illinois!

the Marcus Brody law firm

The Wilhelm Scream Compilation

our mos flavorite crazian (crazy asian) with a tommy gun: Kao Kan

Indiana Jones buying Indiana Jones crap

that ‘choose wisely’ Diet Coke commercial

Most Star Wars Actors in a Non-Star Wars Film (including the Jones pics)

fun facts about Disneyland’s Indiana Jones Adventure, Temple of the Forbidden Eye

Simpsons‘ Indy refs

Jones lotto scratch offs from Idaho, Florida, Michigan, Texas, Tennessee, Iowa, Colorado, Kansas, New Mexico, the UK, Australia, and Indiana, duh

sound clips galore

Michael Bay agrees with Lucas that Indy 4 will suck

Harrison Ford totally digs Space Mountain

a barely NSFW snap of Alison Doody nudie

Indy carbs

Dr Jones meets Dr Pepper

Raiders of the Lost Ark: The Adaptation

travel to Indy hotspots, with help from Expedia

Last Crusade b-day card

the opening scene of UHF

Spielberg invented PG-13

the Nats heart Indy

years since Temple of Doom: 24
tv or film credits Kate Capshaw has had since Doom: 24

Jordan’s Indy and Titanic shops

Young Indiana Jones Choose Your Own Adventure books

Indiana Jones Mad Libs

Burger King’s got Indy toys, and still the wurst fried in fast food

Hollywood Shuffle‘s ‘Sneakin In The Movies’, including Chicago Jones and The Temple of Doom

Indiana Jones & The Temple of Doom (NES)- Deathless speedrun

Sick0Fant takes on NES’ crappy Last Crusade game

the video for Aqua’s ‘Dr Jones’ + Duran Duran’s ‘Hungry Like A Wolf’

porn: San Fernando Jones and the Temple of Poon and Indiana Mack [sites are NSFW]

the only font you’re computer really needs: SF Fedora

the power of the Ark [ytmnd]

whip cracking assistance from: TheRaider.net, ThrowMeTheIdol.com & SlashFilm

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Even Better Than The Rhee Thing?

remember the Jhoon Rhee Taekwondo ‘Nobody Bother Me’ commercial, aka the most/best ghetto/ass crazy/beautiful local commercial ever, that we posted awhile back?


well looks like the band OK Go are also big fans of it and covered the song quite nicely at one of their concerts…

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Infauxmercial

we can’t stop watchin
Michael Scott’s director’s cut
of his Dunder Mifflin ad
can u?


tis quit probably one of the bestestest fauxmercials mt EVERest and FUJIest

possibly even bestest westernin den some a dese SNL classics?

Super Bass-O-Matic 76
Bad Idea Jeans
Buh-Weet Sings
Compulsion, by Calvin Kleen
Colon Blow
Crystal Gravy
Dysfunctional Family Christmas
First Citiwide Change Bank
Grayson Moorhead Securities
Happy Fun Ball
Hedley & Wyche Toothpaste
Kannon AE-1
Little Chocolate Donuts
McSushi
Oops, I Crapped My Pants
Petchow Rat Poison
Peyton Manning & The United Way
Royal Deluxe II
Schlitz Gay
Super Bass-O-Matic 76
Uncle Jemima’s Mash Liquor

what say ewes?

wiki wacky: List of Saturday Night Live commercials

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